Feng Yiyi came to the printing room at half past two.

Twenty printers are printing the content of Gu Qingcheng's novels randomly copied from the Internet.

The smell of ink in the printing market is a little heavy. Feng Yiyi raises his hand in disgust, pinches his nose and turns around the printer. Seeing that all printers are occupied, Feng Yiyi quickly walks out of the printing room.

At two thirty-five, Feng Yiyi came in again.

All the printers, still not idle, Feng Yiyi left again.

At two forty and two forty and two forty-five, Feng Yiyi came respectively. The printer was not free. Her face was slightly unhappy.

At 2:50, when Feng Yiyi came in again, the machine finally stopped.

Feng Yiyi found the nearest one, just wanted to press run, found no paper.

Feng Yiyi angrily changed another channel, found no ink.

Feng Yiyi hid his feet, continued to change one, and finally could print.

There are about 50 pieces of information in total, including two contracts. Three copies need to be printed, and about 150 copies come down.

When Feng Yiyi was halfway through printing, the printer suddenly stopped printing. The reason was the same as that of the first printer. There was no paper left.

Feng Yiyi looked at the time. Eight minutes before the meeting, Feng Yiyi took a stack of paper from the printer next door, put it in the printer and continued to print.

After about two minutes, it was finished.

Feng Yiyi took a long sigh of relief, picked up the printed materials, and ran out of the printing room in a hurry and ran to the Secretary's office.

When Feng Yiyi was passing by the stairway, suddenly someone reached out and grabbed her. Before she could react, she was directly taken into the stairs.

Feng Yiyi just steady God, the door of the stairs is Gu Qingcheng suddenly closed, anti lock.

Feng Yiyi stares at Gu Qingcheng, and asks anxiously: "Gu Qingcheng, what do you want to do? Mr. Tang is waiting for my information for the meeting! "

Compared with Feng Yiyi's impatience, Gu Qingcheng seems a little calm. She appreciates Feng Yiyi's anger and calmly opens her mouth: "Feng Yiyi, do you have nervous time?"

Feng Yiyi doesn't want to pay attention to Gu Qingcheng at all. She turns around and walks towards the door of the stairs.

Gu Qingcheng, however, reaches out and grabs Feng Yiyi, pushing her to one side of the wall.

Feng Yiyi took a look at the time on his wrist. Four minutes before the meeting, Feng Yiyi looked at Gu Qingcheng in a murderous manner and said, "I tell you, Gu Qingcheng, if you delay the materials to be used by the general manager Tang and other meetings, you will certainly be overwhelmed!"

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