Late at night, Chen Jiaxian stood under the old arcade.
The rain fell heavily and there was water all over the ground. The drainage system in Changlefang was very backward, and her bare feet in sandals felt cold in the stagnant water. In a very distant place, across the dark blue brick wall, the electronic neon of a first-line shopping mall is exposed, reflecting the colorful rain and fog.
Chen Jiaxian was fascinated by the commercial rainbow in the distance.
Desire, what is it?
Is it to stop being the dispensable one from now on, but to be remembered as a name?
Chen Jiaxian doesn't know where her future will go, but she knows very well that the fire in her heart will always drive her forward. As long as this fire doesn't go out.
She sang softly.
Falling flowers fill the sky and close the moonlight.
This is the libretto from the Cantonese opera "The Emperor's Flower". Chen Jiaxian likes it very much because there are always flowers falling on her body.
must.
She dragged her suitcase and stepped into the mud.
…
At 5:30 in the morning, Guan Xi swiped his card and entered the office. She said "Huh".
"So early, Chen Jiaxian." She greeted.
"It's early for you too." Chen Jiaxian quietly pushed the towel and toothbrush into the drawer, "There should be a lot of things to do today, so I will come early."
In fact, she stayed in the office last night.
A freshly washed T-shirt was draped over the back of the chair, and a sleeping bag was stuffed under the chair.
Zhuoxiu provides good welfare for female employees, including mouthwash, sanitary napkins, rubber bands, etc. Chen Jiaxian even found a layoff gift that she had forgotten in her suitcase. She opened the Estee Lauder box and saw a bottle of liquid foundation inside.
Chen Jiaxian walked into the bathroom and patted foundation on her face.
No matter how tired and hurt I felt last night, they were all eliminated under the cover of foundation. Of course, Chen Jiaxian knows that these pains have not disappeared, they are just no longer visible. Maybe this is dignity, using bluff to cover up all the mud in life.
She lifted her bangs. The wound from last night had stopped bleeding and had solidified into dark red.
How should people reconcile with yesterday?
Chen Jiaxian stretched out her fingers and gently touched the wound. Her fingers rubbed a little bit of dried blood. She pressed the bloody mark to her lips.
…
Chen Jiaxian opened Guan Xi's schedule. Guan Xi's schedule this week is very full, and he doesn't have even 15 minutes to spare. So she stood up and went directly to knock on Guan Xi's office door.
When he pushed in the door, Guan Xi was writing something on the computer.
Chen Jiaxian asked Guan Xi about his arrangements for his internship. Guan Xi's request for her was also very simple, and she continued to work on cultural and creative gifts for the Mid-Autumn Festival. But Chen Jiaxian knew that this was not what she wanted.
What is her desire?
Chen Jiaxian wants to get the highest score from Guan Xi as an intern in the same period.
How can you get the highest score when making Mid-Autumn Festival cultural and creative gifts?
So Chen Jiaxian took the initiative and asked: "Are you preparing for the clarification meeting at 8:30? Can you speak? How can I help you?"
Guan Xi shook his head: "I don't have a chance to speak. I'm just sorting out my work thoughts."
What she said was not "I didn't have a chance to speak" but "I didn't get a chance to speak."
Chen Jiaxian keenly grasped this difference: "How come you don't have a chance? Why? Which leader is making things difficult for you?"
Guan Xi laughed. She hadn't heard such an innocent question in a long time.
The workplace is a place where interests are important. How can we understand it with the logic of embarrassment and no embarrassment? When we have the same interests, we go hand in hand, and when we have different interests, we compete with each other.
She thought for a while and said gently: "No one is making things difficult for me. It's just that everyone has their own considerations, and the company also has its own interests that need to be balanced."
Chen Jiaxian thought, she also has her own interests to fight for, doesn't she?
Returning to her workstation, Chen Jiaxian logged into her email. She clicked in and saw the email Jun Ziyi sent to everyone. She called up the schedules of Jun Ziyi and Pan Qiaomu, and compared them with Jun Ziyi's emails. The mouse clicked on "8:30".
She had worked as a project secretary and was very aware of the lawsuit between Guan Xi and Pan Qiaomu.
She knocked on Guan Xi's door again.
Chen Jiaxian asked directly: "It's because Mr. Pan also participated, right?"
Guan Xi was a little surprised. After a moment, she said "hmm".
Chen Jiaxian paused and blurted out: "If Mr. Pan is late, you can have this opportunity."
if he is late.
Guan Xi looked at Chen Jiaxian and slowly leaned on the chair.
"You think he'll be late?" she said.
Chen Jiaxian said forcefully: "If I convince him to be late, will you help me get the highest score among interns in the same period?"
Convince him to be late?
Guan Xi looked into Chen Jiaxian's eyes. There was a fire in her brown eyes, intense and paranoid.
This fire was not unfamiliar to her. Far from being unfamiliar, it was extremely familiar.
Because, it's like looking in the mirror.
Paranoid. Guan Xi thought.
…
Guan Xi was also paranoid.
As the core of the wave of layoffs, there are no happy families in workers' villages. But when they thought that a proud college student like Guan's mother was laid off, people began to laugh and laughed in front of Guan's mother.
Guan's mother also laughed.
Guan Xi was so angry that he cried, but Guan's mother said, don't be unable to take a joke. If you are angry, you will lose. You have to laugh!
laugh!
Guan Xi doesn't want to lose. Because only the 70-year-old man cries behind closed doors, while laid-off workers laugh when they go out to live a busy life. About 20 of Guan Xi's neighbors, brothers and sisters from the entire family were all laid off. They couldn't see any money, but they were also laughing.
When the weather is cold and windy, people cannot shed tears. If your skin is stained with tears, it will be blown open by the cold wind.
People shed tears into their stomachs.
At the 1999 Spring Festival Gala, Huang Hong shouted: "We workers must think about the country. If I don't get laid off, who will be laid off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tire exploded, like a gunshot.
The audience laughed like thunder.
For a while, "Family with Children" was a hit on TV, and every episode was filled with happiness. The girl Guan Xi compared the life on TV and guessed that life should not be like this.
But what should life be like?
She was full of anger, but she didn't know who or what to be angry about. Adults are tired of running around, and only children have the strength to be angry. Children's anger is all confusion, like shaking their fists at a train.
As the train speeds away, someone is always left behind.
…
How should people reconcile with yesterday?
In the unbearable silence, Guan Xi finally spoke: "Whether you do it or not, I will help you get the highest score possible. Because if you get high scores, it can reflect my leadership. Our interests are the same. , you don’t need to exchange.”
Chen Jiaxian paused and seemed to struggle for a moment before making up her mind: "But high scores and highest scores are different. For you, attending and attending alone are also different."
There is indeed a difference between a high score and a maximum score. There is also a real difference between being present and being present alone.
No one will remember second place.
Guan Xi stood up and closed the office door.
She sat back on the chair and looked directly at Chen Jiaxian.
Chen Jiaxian looked at her without hesitation.
Guan Xi made a "please" gesture: "Tell me what you want."
Chen Jiaxian said: "You don't have an assistant yet. During my internship, I want to take on the work of your assistant."
Guan Xi smiled: "You want the highest score, so you come to be my assistant?" She said frankly, "If you want to get the highest score for internship, you must go to the core business department, such as Yu Ben. Because the front line will not Allowing China and Taiwan to take advantage of the core business - when I say this, do I mean it clearly?"
Chen Jiaxian is also very frank: "You are saying that the highest score will not be given to the middle office department, not to you. You will not always be excluded from core business decisions. And, I have no choice, you are my best choice. I believe in you.”
The sun shines in.
Guan Xi finally nodded: "I understand your needs. Back to the topic: Do you want to convince Pan Qiaomu to be late? How do you plan to convince him."
Chen Jiaxian thought for a while: "Persuade hard."
…
Force, in a sense, also represents paranoia.
Guan Xi is not interested in Chen Jiaxian's mental journey.
But if a subordinate wants to do something, it is the boss's responsibility to help him match resources.
Guan Xi fulfilled his duties.
At seven o'clock in the morning, Guan Xi set off from the Changlefang project. In order to avoid morning rush hour congestion, he took the subway to Jinhao Hotel.
Jinhao Hotel is an outstanding contract hotel located in the CBD of Yuecheng Company, facing the river. It has a good location, good scenery, and naturally there are no traffic jams.
At least at this moment, Pan Qiaomu thought so.
He honked the horn twice, but was still stuck in traffic and motionless. Pan Qiaomu pressed down the car window. The sun was shining in from outside, and he always felt a little restless.
It's 7 o'clock now. He must arrive at the venue before 8:10 at the latest to receive and maintain social relations with those present. He couldn't let Guan Xi seize this opportunity.
Pan Qiaomu glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the old champagne-colored car at the end of the motorcade, which looked familiar.
He took another look.
Just then, the car in front moved, and he stepped on the accelerator lightly, forgetting this little coincidence.
…
At 7:30 in the morning, receptionist Wang Qian called Jun Ziyi at the Jinhao Hotel.
As a member of the conference planning team, her job this morning was to receive and guide important guests and help confirm the list of important guests. Being listed as important guests by Zhuoxiu Group means that they have a certain social status and are naturally very busy. No one can tell the status of their attendance until the last moment before the meeting starts.
Wang Qian repeatedly confirmed with Jun Ziyi: "The current guest seating arrangement, according to Mr. Shi's style, will it really be approved?"
Jun Ziyi said on the other side of the phone: "Yes, Mr. Shi will agree."
Wang Qian said, "Sorry to bother you, Sister Ziyi. I should have asked Mr. Shi directly for instructions, but we couldn't get through his phone number, so I had to come and ask you."
Jun Ziyi said "Yes": "He agreed."
Wang Qian thought to herself that she was worthy of being the standing director of the president's office, knowing the boss's thoughts clearly. She thanked him with a smile and hung up the phone.
Jun Ziyi put her phone aside and lowered her eyes. She looked at the man kneeling in front of her.
Shi Yuanzheng looked up at her with paranoia in his eyes.
"Sister, marry me." He repeated.
Jun Ziyi's snow-white face looked a little tired, and she gently kicked him away with her toes.
"Is necessary?"
