In the afternoon.
Guan Ju'er closed the folder in his hand and let out a long breath. It took him two full hours to finally complete the translation of the document in his hand.
At the age of twenty-two, she realized how difficult life was only when she started working. As one of the world's top 500 companies, Morgan Stanley was already considered a company with good welfare benefits in Shanghai, but even so, working overtime was like eating and drinking. Water is generally ordinary. Thinking about those people who work at BAT and Huawei, I really don’t know how busy they will be.
Recalling her wonderful life in college, she just hoped that she would not die from overwork.
"Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday, so I can have a good sleep."
Guan Ju'er stretched and suddenly caught a glimpse of his colleague opposite who was concentrating on copying data. He suddenly woke up and patted his face: "Guan Ju'er, you must not slack off and work harder."
Her family is from Nantong, and her parents are civil servants. It was difficult for her to find connections to send her to this foreign company. As a graduate of an ordinary college, she is inherently inferior to those who graduated from prestigious universities. Among her batch of interns, Tsinghua University is the best. There are several at Peking University, so if she wants to stay, she must fly first and pay more.
"Mr. Lin, please come this way."
The sound coming from the corridor on the left interrupted her random thoughts. She turned around and saw the front desk lady leading a man to the human resources department.
"Hey, why is it him?"
Guan Ju'er took a closer look and realized that he had made no mistake. The man who just passed by was the new tenant on the 21st floor who had a hard fight with 2203 Qu Xiaoxiao's family in the elevator yesterday.
"Why is he here?"
Guan Ju'er looked left and right, then at the translated documents on the table. After hesitating for a while, he stood up, pretended to go to the toilet and left the work area. He walked outside the conference room of the human resources department and put his head against the door to listen to the people inside.
"Mr. Lin, let me tell you this. The reason why I called you to come and talk is because of Ms. Zhang's recommendation letter. From my personal point of view, I don't think you are qualified for this job. From your resume Come on, you majored in computer science in college, right?"
"Yes, computer science and technology."
"Have you been engaged in software development in an IT company before?"
"That's right."
"With all due respect, your previous job was programming. Why are you applying for an investment banking position now, and it is also a VP (manager) position? Also, I am curious why Ms. Zhang wrote a letter of recommendation for you."
Guan Ju'er, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was stunned. What do you mean? If you're an IT person who doesn't write programs well, why would you apply for a job at a securities company? Moreover, the target position is still a crucial investment banking department, and he is not even the most basic analyst. He wants to start directly as a VP. Is he really smart?
She couldn't understand it, not at all. Guan Ju'er felt that if she were the HR manager, she might have gotten mad and asked him to leave, because it was simply unreasonable and a waste of everyone's time.
But... who is Ms. Zhang? Is she so proud? It allows applicants who should have been rejected immediately to enter the interview stage.
"Why did Ms. Zhang write me a letter of recommendation? I think you will know soon. If my information is correct, your company is encountering some problems in the underwriting of 15xin and 02 bonds. In this way, within a week, I What do you think of this idea of helping you sell it to prove that I am capable enough to get the VP position?"
"..." After a long silence, the HR director said: "Okay."
Guan Ju'er no longer knew what to say. When she was fishing in the rest area, she not only heard people from the sales department say that the current situation is no better than the previous two years. After the introduction of new policies and regulations, more and more companies rely on When bonds are issued for financing, a large number of junk bonds flood the market. The current situation is that it has become very difficult to successfully match a transaction, and commissions have also dropped sharply. In short, bond sales are no longer the lucrative hot cakes they used to be, and there are real risks, so that The sales department is under great pressure.
What the hell is going on with this guy?
Naturally, she would not get the answer to the question. When she heard the sound of people getting up in the conference room, she did not dare to linger outside the door. She quickly gathered her emotions and walked back to her work station to sit down.
After a while, the door of the conference room opened, and she saw Mr. Lin coming out of it and seemed to glance over here when he walked to a position level with her.
He...could he recognize me?
21 o'clock that night.
Fan Shengmei left the subway smelling of alcohol and cigarettes and walked up the stairs to the exit.
The opening party of MINT bar tonight was terrible, not to mention that in the evening, Qu Xiaoxiao from 2203 teased her about her age like a gunpowder, the toad wanted to eat swan meat, and Mr. Lu who drove her there after they arrived. When he hugged her waist, he slapped her down. When she got angry and mentioned his wife's name, the other party left her alone to hang out with other women.
It was very awkward for her to sit there alone. When she got up and went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, she bumped into that Qu Xiaoxiao and scolded her in a weird way. What did you mean? Show superiority? Show off your brand name? He also looked at her condescendingly with a look of charity.
Who is she, Fan Shengmei? How could a woman who was recognized as a beautiful woman with such high ambitions that she could reach for the stars lose her momentum in front of a little brat? It would be even more uncomfortable than killing her.
So she left alone and took the subway directly back to where she lived.
After coming out of the subway station and walking about ten meters, she noticed a circle of people surrounding the curb, with music and singing coming from inside.
"If time."
"Forgot to turn."
"I forgot to take something with me."
"Do you know how."
"It still stops at the day you said you loved me."
"And then in a corner of the world."
"Having a home for us."
"You said my chest would make you feel warm."
"..."
It's "Wait a Minute" by Xu Yuteng.
She has never listened to a pop song properly since she graduated and started working. This song was still a hit in college. Fan Shengmei stopped unknowingly and walked behind the crowd of onlookers.
The first thing that catches the eye is the notice board placed on the front of the guitar bag, which reads "Purely a hobby, no rewards".
This guy is really interesting. He goes out to sing at night and doesn’t ask for any reward. How about doing charity? Even those little brothers and sisters in college who love to pursue their dreams wouldn't do this. Besides, he sings very well, much better than the street singers on the Bund, otherwise he wouldn't attract many passers-by to stop and listen.
Fan Shengmei squeezed forward and carefully looked at the singer's appearance. As time passed, her eyes opened wider and her mouth opened wider and wider.
Why is it him?
The man opposite her who sang very well turned out to be the IT guy she had a blind date with a few days ago. Well, he spoke aggressively and ended up having sex with her before dinner.
This kind of person can actually sing so beautifully.
ha……
It's really unreasonable.
Fan Shengmei smoothed her hair hanging over her left shoulder and said that she was really unlucky today. Ignoring the surprised looks from the people next to her, she held her A-bag and walked away with her head held high.
Fifteen minutes later, Fan Shengmei returned home.
Guan Ju'er heard the door knock and came out: "Sister Fan, do you want to have supper? I'll treat you."
Fan Shengmei threw her bag on the sofa: "Today is really unlucky."
"Bad luck? What's wrong?" Guan Ju'er picked up a glass of water from the table and handed it over.
Fan Shengmei thought for a moment and did not mention what happened at the MINT bar: "Guess who I just met at the subway exit?"
"Who did you meet?"
"He's the IT man I told you about a blind date with me a few days ago."
Guan Ju'er's eyes widened twice as wide: "Is that the man who has no house or car, wants you to share the mortgage, is so stingy and stingy, and asks for AA at the checkout?"
"Who else could it be if he wasn't him?" Fan Shengmei drank a glass of water, with an expression of displeasure lamenting that it was unreasonable: "For a person like him to have such a good voice, God is really disgusting."
Guan Ju'er said: "That person...sings well?"
Fan Shengmei wanted to say it was okay, but she swallowed her words again: "Singing is the most promising thing. There are only two or three popular songs every year. Look at the resident singers in the bar. They have to earn enough to buy a house in Shanghai." Money, the Year of the Monkey has passed, and only you little girls will be interested in it."
Guan Juer pushed up his glasses and said nothing.
At this time, Fan Shengmei noticed two pieces of clothing hanging on the door of her room: "What's going on?"
"Oh, it's like this. Qiu Yingying is going to take a class tomorrow, and her favorite manager Bai is also here. In order to attract his attention, she wants you to help pick out something to wear tomorrow."
"Oh, spring is here, and the air is full of restless hormones."
Fan Shengmei walked towards the two clothes.
"By the way, Sister Fan, I encountered something very special in the company today."
Fan Shengmei heard the text message notification sound coming from Qiu Yingying's pocket. She touched her phone and asked her, "What's the matter?"
