give you a soft spot

If something bad happens, you will never be able to see the appearance of the people around you.

On the first day when the studio resumed operation, I brought Ji Yikuan and Pearl White back from Beijing early in the morning, and asked Bi Gong to take them directly to the hotel. I got off the car and went back to the studio.

It was working hours, and when I arrived, there were several customer service and warehouse employees queuing up to check in.

The smoke of war has completely subsided, and there are smiling faces everywhere. This is a new day.

The external troubles have been eliminated, and the internal troubles should be eliminated.No one knew how much I resisted facing this.

After sitting in the office for 10 minutes, I didn't take a sip of the coffee Li Xi brought in. The cup gradually changed from scorching hot to lukewarm, exactly like my mood.

I got up and walked out of the office with my phone and wallet, and knocked on the open glass door next door. The people in the room raised their heads and looked at me: "Morning."

I asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Ji Ming shook his head: "No."

I shook my head: "Let's go, together."

Ji Ming put down the stapler in his hand, picked up his coat and followed me.

I caught up with the elevator as soon as I went out, and I said with a smile: "This is the benefit of residential buildings, and you won't be unable to squeeze into the elevator during the rush hour."

Ji Ming nodded: "And relatively quiet."

We simply chatted all the way downstairs and walked to a noodle shop.

I didn't move my chopsticks after the noodles came, and looked straight at the person sitting opposite.

After eating two mouthfuls of noodles, Ji Ming looked up at me, hesitated to speak, and finally put down his chopsticks.

I smiled bitterly: "This is the first stop after picking you up in this city. At that time, there was Bi Gong, and the three of us were also sitting in this seat."

Ji Ming sat upright, didn't look at me, but looked at the desktop: "Yes."

I took a deep breath: "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Senior, I..."

"When the student union cadres ran for election, you impressed me deeply with your fluent eloquence. Your thinking is clear and your wit is quick." I heaved my chest, suppressing the anger that spewed out, "Did you change or I've changed, why can't we get along."

Ji Ming finally looked up at me, his Adam's apple twitched, and his voice was low: "I'm sorry, senior."

"Don't say I'm sorry, I won't forgive you," I clasped my hands on my lap to reveal that I was more nervous than him, but I stared at him pretending to be calm and continued, "Fifty-seven thousand, nine designs You sold the manuscript for [-], which is the biggest derogation of the fruits of your labor, senior Qi Yi."

"When the studio was just starting up and I was in urgent need of manpower, you came here without hesitation. We promised to share the wealth and honor together, but you had two minds."

"I spent a whole day checking the accounts of the studio, and there is also a problem. Although the loophole is not big, it is the studio's money. Should I mess with it? I am sincere to you, how can you drag your family to lie to me? ? Just relying on my complete trust? Do you fucking think I'm stupid!"

"Senior, I was really obsessed with money for a while. They said they would change it, but they used it as it is." Ji Ming's words trembled, "It was too late when I found out the problem, and I panicked... ..."

I interrupted him: "Then you should tell me immediately! Why keep hiding it! If you stand up and testify, how can we take so much trouble to solve it?"

I am no longer the one who feels soft-hearted when I see someone crying in front of me. Facing Ji Ming's tears of remorse, I speak loudly.

"Let's go with Peng Jing. Hurry up and pay the money back to the account, otherwise the next time we sit down and talk like this, we will be in court."

I got up and left without looking back, laughing at myself that I still couldn't bear to expose him in front of the whole studio, and in the end I still saved enough face for him, I was doing my best.

When Ji Ming returned to the studio, he packed up his things and left with his girlfriend. He walked quietly. When I came out of the office at noon to go downstairs for dinner, his cubicle was already empty.

I stood there in a daze for a long time. This desk was chosen by Jiming himself when the studio was just renovated. He said he wanted to sit at the place closest to me.Why it became like this, I don't want to get into the reason.

In this world, for many things, the result is the result, and the process is not fucking important at all.

I held the meeting that night, and all the employees participated. There were only 27 of the 25 people left. They couldn't sit around the long conference table, and there were a few standing behind.

I didn't tell them that there was an insider, and lied that it was cyber information theft. Regarding why Manager Ji and Accountant Peng resigned, I told them that something happened to their family and they stopped developing here.

But I know that many of you here understand my last kindness. I heard Li Xi say that Ji Ming was beaten by Bi Gong downstairs and was pulled away by the community security. Bi Gong blushed and kept shouting " I fucking misread you."

I am Ji Ming's right-hand man. When I am not around, he can make decisions for me. I treat him well, but he is unfaithful to me.I feel that in addition to being deceived, there is also a sincere wrong payment.

The work card with Jiming's name on it was shucked and slipped into the shredder little by little. I never want to mention that I really regarded him as a brother.

Finally, in the recruitment information posted on the Internet, I asked Li Xi to add a human resource manager and a financial accountant after the two photography assistants and three publicity planners.

There is only one week left before the rematch of Phantom Light, but I was distracted by too many things and had no clue at all. After two days and two nights to complete the design draft, I found that I had no time to make ready-to-wear.

It is better not to participate than to participate with all your strength.

Ji Yikuan and Pearl Bai, who were called by me to discuss the competition, were never summoned at the hotel. After thinking about it, I called them back to Beijing.

"What, you won't participate?" Ji Yikuan asked in surprise.

"Well, I won't participate."

He laughed loudly: "I still count on you to advance to the final and let my buddy show my face on TV."

I echoed with a smile: "Next time, I will definitely let you show your face when I have the chance."

After all the turmoil subsided, I contacted Qiyi and told him about the studio and my retirement.

After listening quietly, he said nothing to me before hanging up the phone.

"Cheng Ming, if you persist, I'll be going back soon, and you won't have to carry everything alone."

As a partner, Qi Yi spoke late, but as a good brother, it was never too late.

After such an incident, Kakang Siyao not only did not lose his vitality, but his reputation soared. The most advanced way of Pei Qing's handling is to turn the crisis into an opportunity in the end.

These few people are just the tip of the iceberg of Xi Zhuo's public relations team, and the nine-tenths hidden under the water are even more unimaginable.

And there is one thing that has been hanging in my heart since I remembered where I saw Pei Qing's name. I wanted to ask for confirmation but I didn't dare to ask for it.

I'm afraid the truth is the same as I guessed.

On that not-so-clear morning, in the stuffy carriage, there were two clear words on the screen of Bai Yang's phone waiting to be connected.

Pei Qing.