rest of life

Tong Yao: "No..."

Seeing that Gu Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, she couldn't help but take a few steps back, and hurriedly said, "I mean, it's not the old man, it's you, the director...you will live forever??"

"..." Gu Qingyun snorted coldly, and couldn't help but raised his lips and sneered, "Don't talk nonsense, come here quickly."

Tong Yao: "Okay."

She walked over quickly, with a cute and innocent tone, "what's the matter."

Gu Qingyun paused and remained silent for a few seconds.

Obviously, he forgot to say something because of this interruption.

"..."

Tong Yao secretly smiled in her heart.

"Tong Yao."

"what?"

She soon stopped laughing.

Gu Qingyun slowly pulled out a document, handed it over, and then told her kindly that after the end of the painting project, there were still things to be handed over to her.

The more Tong Yao heard it, the more ugly her face became.

In this way, wouldn't she turn from a short-term helper in the design department to a long-term handyman?

"Why," Gu Qingyun couldn't help asking, "I thought you would be very happy, don't you like working in the planning department?"

"..."

Tong Yao's cheek twitched, wondering if she was torturing her on purpose or what.

Honestly confessed: "I'm just a hobby, and I'm happiest when my hobbies don't go hand in hand with work."

Gu Qingyun had a deep meaning: "Didn't you still want to transfer to the planning department before that?"

Tong Yao rolled her eyes in anger at her small belly, and said directly: "Then you will lose your job..."

It was only later that she understood that those in the logistics team who had nothing to do were the gods who could call and act coquettishly to solve problems when the sky fell.

She and Cheng Yuqiao were really fishing for fish when they got in, Gu Qingyun definitely wanted to pack them up and sweep them out.

Gu Qingyun froze for a moment.

She pursed her lips and smiled in embarrassment, and her tone was rare and gentle: "In short, the job is entrusted to you because you are very capable in this area. Don't let me down. Go."

Tong Yao sighed, "...Understood."

—

Tong Yao followed Li Ran's ass to hand over the work of the planning team. She originally thought that the marketing department would be the main job, and the design department would be supplemented by so much work that would make people tired.It was easier than imagined.

Someone in the marketing department is supporting her, and no one in the planning department is her direct leader.On the contrary, it is more free.

In particular, Cheng Jiatong, who took her to work, is also a very reliable veteran fisherman.

Tong Yao suddenly changed from unwillingness to reluctance.

And the design department is also busy recently.

It has not yet reached the deadline for submissions, and several candidates for awards have already been initially listed.The method of distributing several batches of announcements is better for publicity, so Tong Yao was dragged over to help with the final selection.

The people in the design department have finished most of the things, and the rest is to award the award and write a few or two sentences of official evaluation.

The design department recruited a few newcomers a few days ago. When Cheng Jiatong was busy, Tong Yao would sit and play with the newcomers, teaching them some tips on professional photo editing software.

Her university coursework was extremely loose, and she learned a lot of messy things during the few years she was idle.I have studied more or less anything related to painting.

Cheng Jiatong turned around and saw that they were teaching and learning in a decent manner, and couldn't help being happy.

Patting her on the shoulder: "Tong Yao, how can you be in the marketing department if you are so capable... Oh, yes, it is better to pick up trash at a young age than to do design. The marketing department is indeed much better than ours."

Tong Yao: "...Sister, don't do this."

She turned her chair and slid to Cheng Jiatong's place, "See, you haven't had time to talk to me all morning, didn't you ask me here?" She smiled.

"Okay, come to work here."

Cheng Jiatong waved and offered her snacks, "The final review."

Tong Yao hurriedly sat over, "Here we come."

After a while, Liu Jiewei, the director of the design department, wandered over and stopped behind them, helping them to watch together.

The manuscripts for the final review are prepared for awards, and all of them are quite good.

A few people watched and discussed. Although it is very casual for internal personnel to judge the awards directly, everyone was quite serious when they judged.

Suddenly, a picture with a special style came along, and Tong Yao quickly recognized the artist.

She stared at the light signature in the lower right corner,

After confirming and weighing, he said in a low voice, "I don't want to say how good this picture is, but this man's infidelity and domestic violence caused a lot of trouble on the Internet in the previous stage."

"Oh, scumbag," Liu Jiewei said directly when he heard this, "Listen to sister Tong Yao, delete this person."

Tong Yao didn't speak, and immediately felt weird.

How did it turn out that she asked to delete this person's drawing?

I have to add an objective statement: "However, a work is a work, and the quality should be viewed separately from the artist's character."

"That's for sure, but this is a promotional activity," Cheng Jiatong said with a smile, "Giving an award to such a painter with questionable character will definitely affect the favorability of other potential customers. Although negative marketing is also Marketing, but does your marketing department have to hold a special meeting to analyze the pros and cons for this person?"

Liu Weijie agreed with her, so he changed his way of speaking and said, "According to my opinion, just delete it and it's over."

After he finished speaking, he left first.

Cheng Jiatong glanced at Tong Yao, saw that she didn't say anything, and quickly pressed the delete button.

Then look at the next one.

Tong Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately reflected that she was too sensitive.

The same people who draw hand circles feel that their interests are related.After the male painter was hammered, there are still many loyal fans, who scold and fight every day, and fight each other with the woman, and the crowd dances wildly.

In Two-dimensional, Tong Yao always has an attitude of avoiding and hiding when there is any conflict. She will not participate, and she does not want to stand in the team in the three-dimensional.

After a long while, the last one caught people's eyes.

The color is bright, the style is special, but it is a two-dimensional cute painting method.

Tong Yao simply pointed and said, "I choose this."

"I also think this is good," Cheng Jiatong made a simple mark, closed the computer and said, "let's call it a day, let's go eat."

"that's it?"

"Well, I will write the brief review when I come back, and I will do the rest tomorrow."

Can this little tail be dragged on until tomorrow?If you switch to the marketing department, you will be scolded to death.

Tong Yao quietly gave a thumbs up to the efficiency of the design department.

Tong Yao immediately tilted her face, glanced at their director Liu Jiewei who was not far away, and said in a low voice, "It's still a while before the lunch break, can we go straight?"

"It's okay, I didn't see that he was busy." Cheng Jiatong followed her gaze, saw the new intern sitting next to him, and immediately curled his lips, "I don't care about us."

Her expression seemed to be disdainful and hid a little excitement.

Tong Yao felt weird.

But it's none of her business, she didn't bother to think about it, she nodded, "Okay, let's go eat."

—

Come back for lunch.

While waiting for the elevator to come down, they chatted about height.

Tong Yao: "I am 1.6 meters."

Cheng Jiatong: "I am also 1.6 meters."

The two turned their faces at the same time and looked at each other.

Then there was a short silence.

Cheng Jiatong, "You... are you fucking 1.6 meters...?"

Tong Yao is 1.6 meters.Four, but she likes to be shorter, so she habitually erases a fraction of her height.Anyway, rounding up, it cannot be considered a lie.

Cheng Jiatong was obviously only 1.5 meters six, so she forcibly reported it.So these two "1.6 meters" people both wore flat shoes, and there was a half-head height gap between them standing together.

Tong Yao: "...puchi."

Cheng Jiatong: "Damn, are your sneakers heightened inside?"

"Okay, I said a little bit lower," Tong Yao put her arms on Cheng Jiatong's shoulders, looked proudly at the height difference reflected in the elevator, and laughed, "You little dwarf is so cute, you can't do anything. Forcibly 1.6 meters."

Cheng Jiatong scolded her, "It's really a drought, a drought, a flood, a flood, I have never seen anyone who reported himself to the short, shameless!"

Tong Yao couldn't help laughing, and was about to tease her a few more words.

Suddenly there was the sound of high heels behind him.

Through the reflective surface of the elevator, Tong Yao glanced casually, and felt that the person walking over looked like Gu Qingyun.

"..."

Tong Yao's hand that was still pressing Cheng Jiatong's shoulder immediately retracted it like an electric shock.

The standing posture also became correct in a second.

He stared intently at the closed elevator door in front of him.

She even spoke in a very gentle way: "Can we finish all the things in the morning later?"

Cheng Jiatong didn't pay attention to the people behind him at all.

He said without hesitation: "If you don't have the information, just print it out and sort it out. I can get rid of it while I'm knitting, and then I can get off work... Oh, I know you don't want to go back to the marketing department and stay here to play."

She did it in one go.

Tong Yao didn't have time to stop her: "..."

The subconscious premonition is not good.

After a few seconds of pause, she turned her face cautiously and met Gu Qingyun's smiling eyes.

She stood neither far nor close, so that Cheng Jiatong didn't notice her, and she was at a distance where they could hear their conversation clearly.

Tong Yao had no choice but to smile at her embarrassingly.

Then, as small as possible, he poked Cheng Jiatong beside him with his elbow.

"What are you doing..." Cheng Jiatong retreated to the side, finally caught sight of Gu Qingyun from the corner of the eye, his face changed, and he smiled politely, "Uh...Hi Director Gu."

Tong Yao also smirked.

The elevator door opened, and both of them stepped aside to let Gu Qingyun go first.

"..."

Before Gu Qingyun walked in, he nodded slightly to Cheng Jiatong, with a gentle expression and impeccable manners.It's like you didn't hear the conversation between them at all.

Every gesture is temperament.

Cheng Jiatong already admired Gu Qingyun in his heart, but when he looked at Tong Yao, he became even more envious.

Tong Yao: "..."

The elevator goes up, and the door opens.

Gu Qingyun said naturally, "Tong Yao, come to my office."

Tong Yao was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly followed out.

She subconsciously said, "But the design department..." was busy and stopped, which sounded like a lazy lie.

But there was indeed some serious work left to be done.

He was really cheated to death by Cheng Jiatong.

Gu Qingyun's footsteps paused.

Turning his eyes, the plain tone seemed to have deep meaning, "You are from the marketing department, and the principle is to focus on the work of the marketing department. You can grasp the specifics yourself."

Tong Yao: "...Understood."

Principles and proportions?Listen to Director Gu's words and do what Director Gu tells you to do.

—

Gu Qingyun has recently been busy selecting partners for new projects.

Tong Yao's work in the brand group is mainly doing odd jobs, but she has also practiced in the previous projects, and she is not a rookie who knows nothing.It's okay to help out.

Looking at the information, I couldn't help but ask curiously: "Why is Optical Media thrown aside first?"

She also compared the data herself, "Their budget is still high, doesn't it mean that the market is easy to do things with money."

"They are elementary school students pressing the calculator. The numbers may be a little more beautiful, or they may be a little strange." Gu Qingyun didn't raise his eyes, "Now is not the time to get sidetracked. It is impossible to consider them for good projects."

Tong Yao thought about this, could it be that she had fished for a side door with them before?

Modify the wording and ask again, "Did you have any bad cooperation?"

"Well," Gu Qingyun said not too concerned, "and their VP offended me."

Tong Yao looked at the few hot emails sent later, and couldn't believe it, "Then why do they look like we have a good friendship?"

"He may not have realized the little things five years ago, but he must have forgotten them now."

"..."

Seeing that she was silent, Gu Qingyun lifted his eyes from the information, and smiled slightly, "Maybe I can't see it, but I actually hold a grudge."

Tong Yao hesitated for a long time before slowly pulling out a slightly embarrassed smile.

This blind man can see...