"What are you ashamed of?" said a clear female voice, "Is he your type?"
Chen Jiaxian was stunned for a moment. She turned her head.
Guan Xi?
Chen Jiaxian groaned, her lips were dry and she couldn't make a sound. Guan Xi said: "Oh. You don't like him. So what does it have to do with you that he likes you? You push him away."
Chen Jiaxian's face turned redder.
She stole Guan Xi's work badge and was holding it in her pocket, pressing it against her thigh, feeling faintly hot.
Guan Xi asked again: "What are you ashamed of?"
The ignored young man turned around: "What are you..." Before she finished speaking, Guan Xi stretched out her hand and pushed hard. The young man sat down and she kicked him hard, knocking him to the ground. He fell into confusion.
"That's it." Guan Xi retracted his hand, "Push away."
Chen Jiaxian opened her mouth slightly. In such a blank moment, she actually noticed that Guan Xi's fingers and toes were neatly painted with nail polish, this time it was moss green.
Guan Xi looked at Chen Jiaxian.
"Resist. Reject. Very simple." Guan Xi repeated, "What are you ashamed of?"
…
What are you ashamed of?
…
Chen Jiaxian woke up from a dream.
The young man jumped up from the ground and yelled: "You bitch!" He was about to attack fiercely. Guan Xi was already prepared. He took off his heavy drawstring leather hiking bag and slammed it on him. The young man fell to him again. on the ground.
Charles appeared at the right time and yelled: "Who the hell are you scolding?"
The young man gave up when he saw that Guan Xi was not a single woman and had a man by her side.
He got up from the ground, turned around and ran, suddenly disappearing into the crowd.
Charles' eyes fell on Chen Jiaxian, glancing over indifferently. He complained to Guan Xi: "Why didn't you call me?"
Guan Xi said: "I am prepared."
Charles's expression was hard to explain: "Miss, you smashed my bag. This is the latest designer limited edition released by the street fashion brand HERM this month. There are 101 pieces sold worldwide. I spent 52,000 to buy it from a scalper. Come, there is a design draft worth 600,000 yuan inside, you use it to beat the scum."
Guan Xi said "oh".
Chen Jiaxian picked up the bag, wiped it clean with her own clothes, and put it into the hands of the man with short platinum hair. He is tall, wearing trendy brands, and looks cool.
He is Guan Xi's friend.
Guan Xi is cooler.
Chen Jiaxian is neither brave nor cool.
Charles took it, sneered at Chen Jiaxian, and said harshly: "I've never seen a person in heat, or a dog mated. What do you have to be ashamed of?"
Charles was vulgar and unsympathetic. When Guan Xi heard him mocking the girl in front of him, he didn't stop him and stood aside with his elbows in his arms.
——What are you ashamed of?
Chen Jiaxian's face turned red again.
Only then did she find her voice and look at Guan Xi: "Thank you... thank you."
Guan Xi nodded, got in the car and left.
…
The car drove away.
Chen Jiaxian walked to the door of the company, swiped her card, and walked into the office.
The lights in Pan Qiaomu's office were still on.
Chen Jiaxian is sitting at her workstation. This workstation belongs to her, which gives her a great sense of security. She gradually recovered from the shock.
But that's only until Friday.
Her hands were empty, nothing. Some are destined to be deprived.
But.
Why.
He had recognized her work. She thought she provided value. But he kicked her out as casually as if she were ready-to-eat food.
Chen Jiaxian really wanted to ask Pan Qiaomu and ask him why.
She glanced at Pan Qiaomu's office. The three-sided striped glass can only be viewed from the inside but blocks out the prying eyes from the outside.
This is class in the workplace.
Pan Qiaomu's rank was much higher than hers, so why should he accept her questioning?
In her pants pocket, Guan Xi's work ID card was pressed against her leg. Guan Xi's words echoed in his ears:
"What are you ashamed of?"
…
What am I ashamed of?
…
Chen Jiaxian reached out and held Guan Xi's work ID card, got up and walked to Pan Qiaomu's office.
…
"I want to see Mr. Pan." Chen Jiaxian told Pan Qiaomu's assistant a lie, "There is a process node that needs to be confirmed with Mr. Pan in person."
In fact, it is not difficult to express your desires.
The assistant knocked on the door and swiped the card for Chen Jiaxian to open the door.
Chen Jiaxian stared at the glass door that slowly opened in front of her, revealing the scenery inside the door one by one.
In fact, it is not difficult to realize your desires.
See, it's actually that simple. she thinks. So, what was she ashamed of before?
…
Pan Qiaomu raised his head from behind his desk.
"Who are you?" he asked.
…
Pan Qiaomu had no impression of Chen Jiaxian.
Chen Jiaxian didn't have much trouble in her heart.
Who is she? A mayfly in the workplace jungle?
She introduced herself: "Mr. Pan, I am Chen Jiaxian from the Investment Department. I was laid off by you recently. My position is project secretary. I would like to ask about my work performance..."
Pan Qiaomu remembered.
"Stop." He interrupted her.
Chen Jiaxian shut up.
Pan Qiaomu said: "What is your appeal? What goal do you want to achieve? What is your current situation? What help do you need from me?"
He speaks quickly and enunciates clearly.
Pan Qiaomu looked at the time: "I'm very busy. My time is also very valuable. I don't have time to listen to your ramblings. I'll give you five minutes. Please speak logically."
Chen Jiaxian's face turned red.
She reached out and grabbed Guan Xi's work ID card in her pocket, trying to recall Guan Xi's appearance.
She gradually calmed down.
"I want to know why I was laid off." Chen Jiaxian said, "In my work as a project secretary, I completed my work. I designed the general meeting minutes table for the project and got your approval. I think, I'm doing my job well. I want you to tell me why you laid me off?"
She finished in one breath.
Pan Qiaomu glanced at the time and turned to Chen Jiaxian with a pair of smiling eyes. But there was no emotion in his pupils: "Do you think your value is reflected in your work?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "You have recognized my work."
Pan Qiaomu nodded: "I remembered. You did a good job indeed, and the table was designed very well. You took over this position in a short period of time, and the results you made far exceeded my expectations."
"Then why did you cut me?"
"Because it's not important. It's not needed."
Chen Jiaxian was stunned.
"Because the value you provide is not irreplaceable." Pan Qiaomu's amber pupils reflected Chen Jiaxian's small figure, "There are a lot of project secretaries with this kind of work value in the talent market. Making schedules? Organizing documents. ? Sorting out the process? Reporting for repairs? This is not a core competitiveness. Without you, others will do the same thing and complete it well."
Pan Qiaomu thought of something and added: "In other words, on the day I was drunk, you replaced my assistant, showed careful qualities, and have the potential to become an administrative secretary? You do have it, and I have indeed considered transferring you to do it. Administrative secretary, but Zhuoxiu Group will also lay off 30% of its administrative positions, and there are no vacant positions for you."
Chen Jiaxian blushed. "But I'm cheaper," she said.
Ridiculous.
Pan Qiaomu didn't smile. Chen Jiaxian knew that this was his respect for herself.
But this respect only comes from his own upbringing and has nothing to do with Chen Jiaxian's performance.
Pan Qiaomu said calmly: "You are trying to sell your labor force to Zhuoxiu, but Zhuoxiu has no need for you at all. 'Cheap' is not what the current project needs most. By laying you off, you can save another person who was not created by him." The value is greater than you, but the current project needs him. Either you meet Zhuoxiu's needs, or you create Zhuoxiu's needs for you. Create needs, meet needs, this is business. Have I made my point clear? "
His handsome face always looked affectionate, his peach blossom eyes and red mole at the end of his eyes were smiling, but his light eyes were full of indifference.
Chen Jiaxian said tremblingly: "Let me repeat it: What you mean is that I must find my unique core competitiveness, and it must meet the needs of the other party. If the other party does not have needs, I will create the needs of the other party. Do I understand correctly? ?”
Pan Qiaomu looked at the time: "You understand correctly. OK, when five minutes are up, I won't see you off."
Chen Jiaxian took a deep look at Pan Qiaomu.
He was going on a business trip to the north, so he wore a brown suede suit vest over his shirt, which had a natural yin and yang color. He has broad shoulders and a slim waist, and a slender figure. His brown tortoiseshell buttons are mixed with black spots, like a beautiful but cruel leopard.
She said: "Thank you, Mr. Pan."
Pan Qiaomu said "hmm".
Chen Jiaxian noticed that he did not wear cufflinks and only preferred mother-of-pearl buttons of the same color. Subtle and low-key, the small polarized light shimmers slightly on the shirt. She remembered her dream.
She swiped her card and went out.
Pan Qiaomu said behind him: "I know you are very ambitious. I wish you all the best in creating value commensurate with your ambition in the future."
Chen Jiaxian's hand when swiping the card froze.
For the first time, she was described as ambitious. Does she have anything to do with ambition?
She never thought of herself as an ambitious person.
She stopped and looked back at Pan Qiaomu: "Me?"
Pan Qiaomu also looked at her.
Pan Qiaomu's time is expensive. He is not a sympathetic person. In fact, due to years of training in logic and numbers, his emotional part has become increasingly impoverished. He doesn't understand Chen Jiaxian's inferiority and doubts. But logic, procedures and calculation results were suitable to solve her doubts, so he said so.
"If you don't have ambition, why are you taking online courses? Why are you so good at seizing opportunities, whether it's designing a meeting schedule or deliberately showing your meticulous side? I never think that women are naturally meticulous and like to take care of others. You just I took the opportunity and compared it to my assistant.”
"Ask yourself." Pan Qiaomu said, "In your subconscious, you have never thought that these so-called elites are just mediocre. Can you replace them?"
Yeah?
Chen Jiaxian covered her heart.
She thought she had never had such a thought, but as Pan Qiaomu's words fell, the desire in her heart surged like a lush tree breaking through the ice.
Pan Qiaomu finally said: "Bon voyage, Chen Jiaxian."
