"You think this has nothing to do with you, because you're not from the HR department, right?" Shi Yuhuan's gaze was indifferent as he looked at her, his deep, cold eyes betrayed no emotion.
But the message he was sending to her was clear: if you dare say yes, then you can leave the HR department right away. Of course, you can also leave Times Group while you're at it.
"No..." Song Qinghuan wanted to cry. Despite having signed a contract where she could argue that this truly was not her concern, she was indeed an employee of the HR department.
Shi Yuhuan glanced once more at the chaotic documents, then looked at her with cold eyes and said, "Since you are an employee of the HR department, then you should organize these materials for me."
"Okay!" Song Qinghuan immediately bent over and began to organize, but before her hands even reached the documents, she heard Shi Yuhuan's next sentence: "Also, organize a hand-written list of names for me immediately."
