My Genius Son And His Billionaire Daddy

Su Meng thinks she remembers the wrong place and looks at the tea room inside and outside.

No.

She clearly remembers that after arranging for little Kaikai, she went out with a water cup and the information, went to the tea room and put it on the coffee table. How could the Kung Fu information of turning around disappear?

Other colleagues are ready to go to the downstairs meeting room at this time. Seeing Su Meng standing in a daze in the tea room, they remind him, "Su Shi, there are still five minutes left for the meeting. Let's go downstairs."

Su Meng said with a forced smile, "you go down first. I'll come right away."

She took a few deep breaths behind her back and calmed down.

No matter who took the information by mistake or what, it must be too late to print it now. The most important thing now is the meeting.

She found all the information herself, and printed it firmly in her head. Even if she didn't hold it in her hand, as long as she saw her PPT, she would be able to recall it.

Such a psychological comfort, when she turned around, she looked as usual.

Even when she went downstairs, she looked the same when she saw in the trash that her lost material had turned into a pile of waste paper.

There is also thought, it seems that someone is aimed at her, and after the meeting, she naturally has plenty of time to find out who that is.

When Su Meng enters the conference room, bill is already sitting at the bottom of the conference table, facing the seat on the projector screen, with a thick information in his hand.

Bill is very careful in his work, though he laughs on weekdays.

Lin Xiyu sat next to bill and glanced at Su Meng's empty palm. A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Do you know what meeting it is today, sushi? It's the winter clothing theme discussion meeting. You don't even prepare the materials. How do you want to discuss the winter clothing theme with us? "

Bill was looking at the materials in his hand when he heard Lin Xiyu's words and looked at Su Meng. When he saw that Su Meng's hands were empty, he frowned a little. He said in Chinese, "Su, you must have information for a meeting."

Su Meng explained with a smile, "before, when I was in a meeting at the head bus company, I found that if I prepared the meeting materials, the participants would blindly read the materials, but ignored what I said. Today is the brainstorming conference. I hope to change the way and let all colleagues in the conference room participate in the thematic discussion. "

Bill's brow loosened when he heard this. "That's a good idea."

Lin Xiyu snorted, "sophistry."

Su Meng sat on the other side of bill with a smile.

The meeting officially began.

Lin Xiyu, an old employee of the company, was naturally the first to explain.

She opened her own PPT and stood in front of the screen to explain her design concept. "Last year, rap bar, a variety show, was very popular, causing a rap trend among young people. So the theme of my winter design this year is rap lighting winter

Rap bar is a rap talent show of last year. It is very popular in China. It has made a lot of Catchwords in China. Even Su Mengyuan knows about it abroad.

Lin Xiyu can boldly think of catching up with the trend and adding rap elements, which is really a good idea.

Su Meng looks through the materials on the table and finds that Lin Xiyu's design style is still the style of trendy men and women, and the patterns are also close to rap. It's very attractive for young people who are in pursuit of fashion. We can expect that the sales volume of the design will not be too bad.

“…… That's what I'm thinking about this year's winter design theme. " Lin Xiyu ends his speech on the theme of winter clothes with this sentence. He looks at Su Meng slightly provocatively and makes a gesture of invitation to her, "designer Su, it's your turn!"

She took the lead in clapping, and there was a round of applause in the conference room.

Su Meng stands in front of the screen with a smile and opens her own ppt.

As soon as the cover of PPT appeared on the screen, Lin Xiyu couldn't help sneering, "designer Su, you've been in the company for three days. Do you still not know the target group and style orientation of the company?"