"Susan, are there any new people coming?" Summer's eyes are unscrupulous to Alisa, what a pure girl!

"Hey, her name is Alisa. Summer is the Minister of the outreach department. You will be in her charge later. All right, I'm going."

The outreach department is a very large department. In the past, it is a small office with at least one hundred people. It is full of the sound of keyboard tapping and telephone conversation.

The work is going on in a tense and orderly way.

"Come with me, Alisa..."

Summer is a mature woman, with all black professional OL clothes, short hair, intelligent and capable, white skin, a pair of apricot eyes has a charming feeling.

"This is your desk and computer, the company's relevant regulations, Susan should tell you about it?"

As soon as Susan leaves, the smile on her face is gone, and she changes into a cold face.

Alisa nods seriously, "Yes, Minister Summer, please take care of me in the future!"

Summer hooks her lips. "Remember, the company is not a vegetable garden, and mistakes are not allowed here. It's not a place to eat with your face, so you have to work hard. Otherwise, go away."

Summer holds her arm and prevails over the opponent from the very first encounter to Alisa. She knocks on the table. "Coco, give her the documents in your hand to check. You are going to follow the Australian guests today."

"OK!" In the third workshop behind Alisa, a girl with thick glasses comes out, holding a mountain of documents. They are piled up in front of Alisa.

There is no smile on the Coco's face either. She simply tells Alisa a few words and leaves.

"Remember, don't make mistakes. Don't make mistakes..." After giving Alisa a few warnings, she turns and leaves.

Depressed working atmosphere comes. Alisa sits down, turned on the computer, and begins to check according to the instructions of Coco. It turns out to be a half year inventory and sales comparison table. At a glance, it is all numbers.

This should be the work of the finance department. How could she do it?

Alisa crinkles. She's afraid of data. Math is a mess from small to big. What's more, the above trade names are all in English. Alisa begins to bite the pencil head, which is her weakness.

When Alisa starts sweating, a dark figure stands at the door of the outreach department.

Summer is flattered and welcomes out. They should know that the president almost never visited the outreach department, or even this floor.

Even she, only at the company's annual meeting, has the chance to see the handsome and cold image of the president. She wonder if the sun is coming out from the West today.

"President, do you have any guidance?"Summer is so excited that she can hardly speak. Her heart is pounding.

It's a pity that Davis's eyes are so cold that he doesn't even stop on her face, but looks directly inside.

When he sees Alisa's small figure, a smile comes out of his mouth.

He turns around and looks at Summer. "What's your name?"

Summer is a little shocked, and quickly reflects that there are hundreds of senior managers in the company, at least thousands of department managers like her. How can the president remember that? She quickly smiles and says, "My name is Summer. and I'm the director of the outreach department."

"Well, do well. I'll take good care of your outreach department."

She is excited in her heart, rippling and rippling! For a while, she is still dreaming. Does the president look up to her?

"Don't worry, president. I will live up to your expectations!"

Alisa is immersed in the struggle with numbers. She doesn't have the time to look outside and completely ignores Davis.

The president's heart, that is fidgety, itchy, crawling like a bug, the damned woman, even refuses to look up at him.

Davis comes back to his senses and suddenly finds that a woman is very close to him, and he doesn't know what he is talking about! He takes a distasteful step back.

"Well, you go to work. Don't talk so much at work. I didn't hire you to talk."

Summer is so frightened that she closes her mouth immediately.

Davis turns and strides away. Behind him, a large group of senior executives follows him and leaves with great momentum.

There must be a reason for the president's presence.

It's lunchtime and the office is soon empty.

"Hey, your name's Alisa, isn't it? It's time for dinner."

Alisa rubs her eyes and sees a young man standing in front of her, smiling at her heartily. "Yes, you are?"

"I'm sitting next to you. My name is John."

"Oh!" Alisa smiles, "Well, I have to do something now."

"Let's go to dinner first. I'll take you with me!"

Seeing that John is so enthusiastic, Alisa can't refuse, so she has to put down her work temporarily and come out with him.

The company's canteen is on the first floor underground. John smiles and chats with Alisa. "Which school did you graduate from? You should be 18 years old, right?"

Alisa smiles and shakes her head. "I'm twenty!" She doesn't like to be looked down upon.

"Oh, I'm very young at the age of 20. Come here. There is the restaurant for senior management and the special restaurant for the president. Our company is here. By the way, there are six choices for lunch. They are all buffets. You can choose what you like to eat. Let me help you with... "

John's excessive enthusiasm makes Alisa slightly resentful, but it's not easy to refuse. After all, it's the first day to work, and it's also important to have a good relationship with colleagues.