Guan Xi said briefly: "But this is my project."
Chen Jiaxian was stunned for a long time.
She struggled: "What should I do to make you willing to give me this project? From today on, can I pack your coffee and tea? Or I can also do other errands."
Guan Xi said: "I don't need you to do this. I won't need you to do this in the future."
Chen Jiaxian looked at Guan Xi and didn't speak for a long time.
Guan Xi said, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "This is not fair. I will not give up. No one is more suitable to do this than me. Tomorrow, I will come back to you with a proposal."
After saying that, without waiting for Guan Xi to answer, she turned around and left.
This isn't fair.
Chen Jiaxian hid in the toilet and burst into tears.
But fairness can never rely on charity from others. You can only fight for fairness by yourself.
Chen Jiaxian's tears gradually stopped. She washed her face with cold water. On her pale face, a pair of eyes sparkled.
…
Jun Ziyi took a cup of coffee, sat at her workstation, and informed Chen Jiaxian to come to Yuecheng Company to go through the promotion procedures, and then personally watched Wang Qian make Chen Jiaxian's work badge.
Chen Jiaxian arrived, and she stuffed the paper manuscript typed by Ben Cai:
"Send it to Jinhao Hotel. When you get there, contact Zhang Zhiyao. Put on your new work badge and hand it over to the old president in person."
Chen Jiaxian flipped through it and found a mediocre paper map of Changlefang Intangible Cultural Heritage Street.
Many pairs of eyes looked at her openly and secretly.
"That's her?"
"...The important thing is not to send pictures, but to let Li Zhuoxiu see that Yuecheng Company has promoted her."
"We haven't decided on a position, a department, or a direct supervisor, but we've already started to follow orders."
"This supervisor did a really hard job."
Chen Jiaxian heard a lot of these discussions. To put it bluntly, no one cares about whether Chen Jiaxian will be praised for this unexpected promotion, how she will get along with her colleagues in the future, whether she will be ridiculed by the group, and her career development path.
She put the manuscript into her bag: "Okay."
Jun Ziyi looked her over and said, "I'll buy a better bag in the future."
Chen Jiaxian's mouth tightened. After a second, she nodded: "Okay."
Jun Ziyi stopped her and said, "Apply a driver from the company to take you there."
Chen Jiaxian nodded: "Okay."
Sitting in the back row, Chen Jiaxian's cell phone rang. It was an email from Zhou Yixing, asking her to schedule an interview for her salary.
She sent a message to Zhou Yixing: "If Li Zhuoxiu wanted to promote that banyan tree, I believe it would already be in charge today."
Zhou Yixing replied: "Well, why hasn't Rongshu been promoted..."
Zhou Yixing: "President Shi arranged for someone to put up a sign for the tree overnight and named it 'Zhuo Xiushu'. He also engraved a philosophical saying from the old president on the sign."
Zhou Yixing: "Oh, and also, where the old president stood yesterday, Mr. Shi put a nameplate on the floor tile, calling it 'Li Zhuoxiu Stopped'."
Shi Yuan didn't look like someone who licked so openly. Chen Jiaxian was stunned.
"Is this still explicit? This is already considered implicit." Zhou Yixing said, "Learn a little better, Director Chen. The ability to lick the leader is the real skill, and it is much more important than doing things. On this track, you are just a younger brother. "
…
It was not the first time for Chen Jiaxian to come to Jinhao Hotel, but it was her first time to come to a floor of Jinhao Hotel that was not open to the public. She only remembered that the carpet was very soft, the perfume smelled very good, the room was very big, and Li Zhuoxiu had many secretaries.
This is power and wealth.
There is a desk in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Li Zhuoxiu was on the phone. During the conversation, Chen Jiaxian casually asked, "Who are you?"
Of course the old president doesn't remember a tool man.
But can tool people just be tool people?
No. of course not.
At this moment, Chen Jiaxian suddenly realized that maybe bad things are actually good things, and good things are also bad things.
Where does fairness come from?
It comes from power, doesn't it?
She looked at Li Zhuoxiu and also at Power. The huge waves in her heart beat against her chest, and the huge flames almost scorched her whole body.
Fairness can only be achieved by herself.
Zhang Zhiyao was called out by a phone call. She and Li Zhuoxiu were the only two people in this huge room now.
She spoke slowly: "I am Chen Jiaxian, the director of the investment promotion department of Changlefang. I am in charge of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Street in Changlefang, which is the project to introduce eight intangible cultural heritage studios."
Li Zhuoxiu was still on the phone, and Chen Jiaxian was not sure if the other party heard him. Of course, it's more likely that you didn't listen at all.
Li Zhuoxiu made a few more calls, only to find that Chen Jiaxian was still waiting.
She moved her phone away, said "Oh", and waved to Chen Jiaxian nonchalantly: "Put it on the table."
After saying that, he didn't look at her again and continued to talk on the phone with his back turned.
Chen Jiaxian walked over, put the materials on the table, turned and left.
After walking out of the Jinhao Hotel, Chen Jiaxian sat in the outdoor Starbucks area opposite for a long time. She pulled out a tissue and wiped the sweat off her hands, then took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag. The imitator lit it up and took the first puff of it, just like the women in the memory.
She thought tobacco was calming, but in reality any stimulation only made her crazier.
Chen Jiaxian finished smoking a cigarette very quickly. Her posture was not beautiful and she was very vigorous. While smoking, her heart felt peaceful without any struggle.
She put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray on the table, took out her cell phone, and sent a message to Jun Ziyi.
"Sister Ziyi, the old president just chatted with me and asked me if I was the director of the investment department and if I could be responsible for the intangible cultural heritage street project. I agreed."
Shows that Jun Ziyi has read it.
After a long time, Jun Ziyi replied:
"I see."
Chen Jiaxian lit her second cigarette.
She couldn't smoke anymore and didn't find smoking interesting. But she waited patiently for the second cigarette to burn out, and then lit a third cigarette.
She continued to wait.
In the curl of smoke, her cell phone finally rang.
Guan Xi's WeChat message came in: "I heard that you have become the person in charge of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Street project."
Chen Jiaxian controlled her expression and slowly smiled.
Isn't she a loyal tool for the big bosses? Then, even if there are only some specious words, as long as they conflict with Li Zhuoxiu's wishes, someone will actively implement them for her.
Tool people also have their own path.
Chen Jiaxian said: "The old president thinks so."
Guan Xi said: "Really? I taught you how to become the project leader, do you remember?"
Chen Jiaxian replied: "Sister Xi, I will implement it for you. What's wrong? The success of the handmade copper shop has proven my ability. If you invest in me, we will win-win."
Guan Xi said: "Do I have a choice?"
Chen Jiaxian was typing, deleting, and was unable to organize her words. Guan Xi's reply came in again.
Guan Xi: "Do you still remember who went through the formalities for the handmade copper shop?"
Of course Chen Jiaxian knows. Guan Xi asked her to do it. The relevant documents bear her own name.
Guan Xi said: "Guess, Zhuoxiu will allow you to do this kind of business profit-making on the sidelines?"
Chen Jiaxian stared at the phone and took a breath.
She searched the Internet, and belatedly discovered that Guan Xi could not only pick her off cleanly, but also hold her legally responsible for Zhuoxiu. She will pay a heavy price for betraying Guan Xi.
She didn't understand, so she was defenseless.
Guan Xi did it on purpose.
She was very aware of the flaws in her behavior and held her own.
