The moonlight sees you

Chapter 1 Cold Noodle Director (1)
The warm winter sun shines on the office building of Feiwo Film and Television Company.

In the tea room of the creative department on the 13th floor of the building, the air conditioner is fully turned on, making people feel no chill.The green plants in the air-conditioned room are growing listlessly.Several employees were holding mugs, some were leaning against the wall, some were sitting on chairs, all of them looked very tired, as if they could only get a little respite when they were hiding in the tea room.

"Tired." I don't know who complained first.But this complaint accurately expressed everyone's feelings at this time, and everyone shook their heads tiredly.

Ms. Cheng, the designer, is the most senior employee here. She patted the shoulders of the people around her and said, "Every director is like this when they first take office. Please persevere, and you will be fine after this period of time."

"He's been in office for a month, is it still new? Like a lunatic, he overturned and redone all the ideas finalized by the previous director Liu. Alas, now I not only have to do the previous case, but also have to complete the new case. I'll split it into ten people and use it." The young designer Wang Yu complained because he was so busy that he was going crazy.

"You're fine, as long as you work overtime, I'm miserable." The production manager said with a sad face, "The old man wants me to use the best production and keep the cost to a minimum. How can that be possible? ? If I have this ability, I will start my own company."

"Well, let's not talk about anything else. I work overtime every day, and I don't see him smiling, as if we owe him millions."

"I used to look at him from a distance and thought he was the most handsome person in the world, but now I want to hide when I see him." Xiao Liu, the design assistant who has always been infatuated with the new director, said sadly.

"Oh, life is so painful!" Wang Yu concluded.Everyone nodded in unison, it was indeed painful.

"Are you in pain?" The girl who had been sleepwalking asked with a gloomy face, "Who is in pain like me?"

Everyone collectively turned their heads to look at the cartoon mug she was holding. There were four big spoonfuls of Nescafé coffee in the cup, without adding a single sugar.

The girl's eyes were bloodshot, her face was haggard, and there was great resentment in her tone: "He asked me to spend a week to complete a copy that would take a month. I haven't slept for seven days, seven days! I'm dying, dying from overwork... ..."

Before the girl finished complaining, a voice came from the door: "Ying Yinger, Boss Pan is looking for you."

The girl stopped and looked at everyone with a broken face: "Why are you looking for me? It's so scary..."

Everyone looked at her sympathetically, may God bless you, Amen!
Ying Yinger walked slowly to the door of the office, took a deep breath, breathed again, breathed again, huh——

Still dare not go in!

She frowned in pain, took a final deep breath, forced herself with all her willpower, and knocked on the door as if going to the execution ground.

"President Pan, are you looking for me?" She tried her best to suppress her nervousness and fear.

The director's office is furnished in a low-key and luxurious way, with a black marble floor, a side of bright floor-to-ceiling glass, a desk carved with beautiful golden patterns, and two lush Brazilian banana trees are placed beside the desk.

The winter sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is cool and bright.The man called Mr. Pan sat behind the black desk, his whole body seemed to be inlaid with golden rims by the sunlight.In the dazzling light, his backlit face unexpectedly looked so cold.There was no expression on the indifferent face of the man sitting in the black leather chair. He threw the document in front of him aside without raising his head, and said in a deep voice, "Don't use this kind of thing to murder my time in the future." " Ying Yinger pinched the corner of her clothes, bit her lip, lowered her head in shame, her straight black hair covered her pale face.

"Manager Qin recommended me a creative talent, but I only saw an idiot without any talent. I'm very disappointed." After speaking, he stopped talking, and the dull atmosphere in the office almost made Ying Ying'er breathless angry.At this time, there was a rigorous knock on the door, and the assistant walked in gracefully on high heels, holding a pile of documents that were eager to be approved. She asked softly, "Mr. Pan, please sign the new project of the creative department."

Mr. Pan took the document she handed over, glanced quickly, and signed the document——Pan Erjun.

He closed the folder with a "snap", handed it back to the assistant, glanced at the woman who was still waiting for the training with her head down, and said calmly and gracefully, "From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come again." With a hint of anger and regret, without emotion, it is as simple and straightforward as throwing away a bag of garbage.

Ying Yinger suddenly raised her head, looked at the man in disbelief and asked, "Why?"

Pan Erjun didn't seem to feel the meaning of her existence, but gracefully folded his hands and explained to the assistant: "Postpone the afternoon department meeting for three hours; make an appointment with Mr. Han at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning; ask the design department to hand in the film tomorrow; Go to the personnel department to register, and recruit another copywriter; also, bring back the clothes I sent to the dry cleaner."

"What's wrong?" Ying Ying'er couldn't stand the two ignoring her anymore. She suppressed the anger in her heart, stared at the man in front of her, tried her best to control her voice and tone, and didn't let herself shout out, "My copywriting What's wrong? This case was thought up by me seriously and with all my heart, and I think it is the most perfect advertising case! What's wrong with me?"

Pan Erjun raised his hand and knocked on the table. There was a trace of sarcasm in his cold eyes: "With so much effort, what I made is still like rubbish. That's why I want you to go."

Pan Erjun raised his eyebrows slightly, and leaned back in the generous high-grade leather chair, with a lofty look, and didn't intend to say anything more.Assistant Yan Yun stepped on ten centimeter high heels and walked over elegantly, opened the office door, looked at Ying Ying'er indifferently, and made a gesture of please.

Ying Yinger clenched her fists and opened her mouth to say something else.But looking at the cold-blooded man in the office who dismissed her, he finally had to bite his lip and turn away angrily.

Yan Yun, who was standing at the door, ruthlessly closed the door the second she walked out.

Pan Erjun lowered his eyes, raised his hand and threw away the drawing that Yan Yun had just handed over, frowned and said, "What are these? Let the artist redo it. If he can't do it well, please leave."

"Yes, Boss Pan." Yan Yun nodded.

Ying Ying'er suppressed the anger in her stomach, walked quickly to her cubicle, and sat down vigorously.She stayed up all night on the computer screen for a week, thinking that she was perfect, but was criticized by Pan Erjun as garbage copywriting.Angry at the sight of this, she slammed her laptop shut, her eyes blazing with anger.Such a good copywriting, such a good idea, he actually called it rubbish?He did a copywriting that wasn't rubbish!Fire me?I don't mind doing it here!She pulled out the cardboard box in the cabinet, and threw things into it rudely: water cups, lunch boxes, instant noodles... Look, how hard she worked when she was working, almost every meal was solved in front of the computer!Fire her?Where did he find such a good employee like her!Photo frames, dolls, cacti... Look, she almost regards the unit as her second home. Where can he find an employee who loves her work so much?Where to find it!

hateful!Ying Ying'er hula-la swept all the materials on the table into the box.Fire her?She doesn't leave any information, and doesn't hand over any work. She wants to make the next copywriter very troubled and confused!Just fry it, is it amazing?I don't care about doing it here!

Ying Ying'er carried the laptop on her shoulder, hugged the box and walked straight out.Her high heels clicked harshly on the white marble floor.Design assistant Xiao Liu has been paying attention to her since she came back, and seeing her angry look, she knew that she was approved by Director Pan.But at this moment, seeing her walking out with the box in her arms, she finally couldn't help asking: "Ying Yinger, where are you going?"

Ying Ying'er didn't look back, and didn't stop, she just walked out of the creative department straight with her chest out.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Liu and Ying Ying'er have always had a good relationship, now seeing her leave in such a rage, I can't help feeling a little worried.

"It looks like he was fired?"

"No way? I heard that she was very good in the marketing department before!"

"She can easily handle the affairs of the marketing department, but can she handle the affairs of the creative department? Well, besides, Mr. Pan has changed jobs with several right-hand assistants because of his former director. He is now both the general manager and the director. Working two jobs, she has a bad temper, and if she makes a mistake, you'll be fine. She just got transferred, and she seems to have stepped on a land mine."

"Tsk tsk, it's so pitiful, the job is gone just like that." Art worker Xiao Zhao shook his head.

"Stop laughing at others. Boss Pan said just now that your manuscript needs to be redone. If you don't do it well, you will be let go." Yan Yun, assistant to the director, happened to come out and threw the manuscript in his hand on his desk. said coldly.

"No way?" Xiao Zhao asked nervously.

Yan Yun shrugged and didn't answer.Believe it or not, I have already reminded him anyway.

In the corridor, the elevator opened with a "ding" sound, Ying Ying'er walked in, turned around, the elevator door slowly closed, and her eyes slowly dimmed.As the elevator descended slowly, the anger on his face slowly dissipated, leaving only a confused and aggrieved look on his face.

Fire her, what did she do wrong?Seven days and seven nights of sleepless nights in exchange for only one sentence: Starting tomorrow, you don't have to come again!

Ying Ying'er bit her lip, her heart throbbed tightly, and she picked the cardboard box vigorously with her fingers, one by one.The carton was riddled with small holes dug out by her sharp nails, just like her heart now.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened again, and Ying Yinger walked out of the office building with the box in her arms.The cold wind is blowing on the face, it is very cold, the sun is still shining, but there is no trace of temperature.It turns out that no matter how bright the sun is in winter, it is still cold, and no matter how gentle the winter wind is, it is biting.

(End of this chapter)