Chen Jiaxian returned to her work station and saw a black bag leaning against the chair.
Open it, and inside is a bright yellow packaging box with a row of black letters printed on it:
LouisVuitton
Chen Jiaxian's hand paused.
She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her, so she opened the box and took out a semi-old brown checkerboard medium neverfull. The hardware had no obvious traces of use.
The intercom rang.
Guan Xi said: "Come to my office."
Chen Jiaxian pushed the door open and Guan Xi told Wu Zheng: "Close the door."
Wu Zheng wore a gray suit with a Chanel pearl brooch on the lapel. She glanced at Chen Jiaxian with a complicated expression and exited the office.
The door is closed tightly.
Chen Jiaxian looked at Guan Xi: "What do you mean?"
Guan Xi sat on the ergonomic chair and turned around. Her tone was as gentle as ever, but her language was very straightforward: "Don't you like other people's things? Do you feel good if I give them to you?"
Chen Jiaxian was stuck for a few seconds. In these few seconds, her stomach quickly twisted into a ball, a convulsive numbness rushed to her brain, and her entire face felt hot.
But she couldn't think of what to say, so she simply said: "I'm sorry, it was me."
Guan Xi said: "You've done everything, and there's no point in apologizing, right? Didn't you say that we would win together? Didn't you say that you are loyal to me? In this case, I will give you a bag with business and social attributes. It's old. Point, what’s the problem?”
Chen Jiaxian looked straight at Guan Xi, her eyes like a ball of fire.
Guan Xi also looked at her. Guan Xi's eyes never averted.
Chen Jiaxian said: "...There is no problem. We are a win-win situation."
Guan Xi added: "It's just a bag, how expensive can it be? Do I care? But you care, don't you?"
Chen Jiaxian lowered her eyes and raised them again: "This thing is quite expensive. Yes, I care."
After Guan Xi finished typing, he smiled and softened his tone: "I'm not short of help, and you don't need to be too sensitive. Please accept my kindness. We are a win-win situation."
Chen Jiaxian controlled her facial expression and smiled: "I will make good use of it."
Guan Xi nodded: "Please use it every day until the end of the project."
Chen Jiaxian lowered her eyes and stared at the floor tiles under her feet. The burning sensation spreads up the face and into the scalp.
After a long while, she said: "I will."
Guan Xi said: "You are so obedient. Go ahead."
Chen Jiaxian turned around and walked out of the office. She reached out and touched her face, which was still burning hot. She walked into the bathroom, turned on the water, put her hand under the faucet and flushed unconsciously.
Her whole face in the mirror was flushed.
Wu Zheng also walked in, touched up her lipstick in the mirror, and immediately turned on the faucet.
Just as Chen Jiaxian was about to turn around and leave, Wu Zheng suddenly turned around and splashed a handful of water directly on Chen Jiaxian's face.
cold.
Chen Jiaxian closed her eyes tightly, and water splashed all over her head and body, dripping along her broken hair and into her collar, making her chest wet.
Amidst the sound of water running, Wu Zheng choked and said, "I'm not from the public relations department. How can I have the nerve to do a project of the public relations department?"
After saying that, she stepped on her high heels, turned around and left.
Chen Jiaxian opened her eyes and looked at herself embarrassed in the mirror. She slowly wiped her face dry and stretched out her hand to adjust her face to an expressionless one.
As long as the project is in her hands, no matter what others say, it is just incompetent talk.
She knew exactly what she was doing.
She knows the price she paid and has no regrets.
…
Wu Zheng washed her hands and returned to Guan Xi's office door. She gritted her teeth and pushed the door open: "Sister Xi."
Guan Xi said "hmm" and looked at her gently: "What?"
Wu Zheng plucked up the courage and said, "Let's talk."
Guan Xi looked at the schedule: "You tell me."
Wu Zheng choked and said, "Is there something I didn't do well enough?"
Guan Xi said: "Why do you ask that?"
Wu Zheng opened her mouth, tears streaming down her face: "The project of introducing eight intangible cultural heritage studios should be given to me, why should it be given to Chen Jiaxian?"
Guan Xi asked knowingly: "Do you want to participate in this project?"
Wu Zheng wiped away her tears and cried out of breath: "I should lead this project independently instead of participating." She was capable enough and had excellent conditions in all aspects. She should have been the project leader.
Guan Xi directly exposed her: "You want to ask why my resources are not tilted towards you, right?"
Before Wu Zheng could speak, Guan Xi asked, "Then are you fighting for it?"
Wu Zheng said sadly: "I think I have done my job well."
Guan Xi said: "My job is my job, but if you want more resources, this is your own ambition, not someone else's, right? Do you have to fight for your extra ambition?"
Wu Zheng was speechless.
Guan Xi said: "You are not a student, and I am not your teacher. Whatever you want, you have to find a way to get my help. If you want this project, this is something you should worry about and keep an eye on. You have Have you ever thought about how to get help instead of waiting for others to help you?”
Wu Zheng's tears welled up in her eyes again: "Then why is it Chen Jiaxian? How is she better than me?"
Guan Xi asked back: "Is this a school? Do you want to compete with Chen Jiaxian for ranking? You have your advantages, and she has her abilities. If you don't focus on projects and comparisons, you will lose nothing but meaningless Ego-depletion, impulsivity, anxiety and jealousy, what else do you get?”
Wu Zheng asked: "She did such a bad thing, and you still like her?"
Guan Xi said: "I'm very optimistic about her. As for whether she likes it or not - is it necessary? I get this salary because I like it? You get this salary because you like to work? For a complex and large project involving many people, is it because you like it? Is it implemented based on likes, feelings and ideals?”
Wu Zheng said: "Then why did you help her?"
Guan Xi said: "Because she paid the price. If you want to achieve your goal, you must pay the price. And you - you said you wanted this project, did you make a proposal for me? What do you have for this project? Can you tell me your thoughts?"
Wu Zheng was speechless.
Guan Xi said in a gentle tone: "Follow me, you are familiar with all the materials, and you can still be stepped on. You can only blame yourself. If your stupidity lowers the level of this position again, go to the demolition team. Did I make my point clear?"
…
When she got off work, Chen Jiaxian was crowded among the people waiting for the elevator. Guan Xi's old bag was carried on her back.
It was as if Shi Yuan promoted her in a big way, which was his attitude towards Li Zhuoxiu; she quickly put the bag on her back, which was her attitude towards Guan Xi.
Song Zhuo came over, touched her bag, and said enviously: "Whenever I can also carry LV. I also want to be an elite like you, decent and glamorous."
Elite? Decent? Glossy?
Chen Jiaxian remembered that a long time ago, she thought the same way when she looked at Pan Qiaomu, Guan Xi and others.
At this moment, she couldn't tell what absurd mood she was feeling.
She could only smile to herself and tighten her grip on the strap of her old bag.
