Conformity

At 01:30 in the morning, the last demolition room standing in the second phase of P19 was finally reduced to ruins in the billowing smoke and dust, and the world was still asleep.

An hour later, the sleepless "Tian Xing Dao" posted a long post with pictures and texts called "I hope that under the demolition, there will be no more homes and people will die". The photo attached to the picture is the real-time moment when the building was pulled down. The light was brightly illuminated by mechanical lights.

However, as of the working hours of the next day, the popularity of this news was not as high as one ten-thousandth of yesterday's Chenghua Bookstore accident.

Internet news is like waves on the beach, the front wave is dead and the back wave is endless, because the matter has nothing to do with oneself, after one or a few eyes of attention, no matter what the follow-up of the matter, people who follow the trend have lost interest, and new events are occupying their sight .

There are only a handful of redemption in this world that can be obtained through public attention, and after a night of fermentation, the past accidents of Chenghua Building have been revealed one after another, and it has become a terrible dangerous building on the Internet.

Shao Bowen, who had no habit of using the self-media, didn't know about these ups and downs. He only knew that he went downstairs to buy breakfast, and when he came back, he found Chang Yuan doing something in the bathroom.

Because only his right hand is fighting alone, his partner's ears are washed and his neck is full of foam, and he will have to take a bath by the way after watching this battle.

Shao Bowen couldn't stand it anymore, so he began to educate him, "I need to wash my hair, and it will be over when I come back."

Chang Yuan had almost finished washing, and said nonchalantly, "It's not serious enough to take care of itself. Huzi just yelled in the living room for a long time that he was hungry, so go get him something to eat."

Shao Bowen looked around the living room and saw his son facing him with his buttocks, squatting next to the TV cabinet, eating ham sausage, and the rich man wagging his tail beside him. Shao Bowen went into the bathroom amusedly, and said, "I can eat it myself." Alright, it’s much easier than you don’t know, if it’s done, you’ll be struggling, so I’ll do it.”

As soon as Chang Yuan finished speaking, he felt his forehead being grabbed by someone, and there was an extra force of rubbing on the roots of his hair. Shao Bowen didn't leave his nails, and he probably washed tigers a lot. His hands were used to being gentle and weak, and they were so weak that they were itchy. , the itching is transmitted in the meridians, and it gathers in the heart to form a tender mass.

The shampoo was mixed in the water and dripped down. Chang Yuan had no choice but to close his eyes. Bending over is a cantilevered structure in the mechanical model. After bending for a long time, the burden on the spine is heavy. He stretched out his hand and put his left arm around Shao Bowen's waist. With even strength on the head, the chaotic heart finally settled down slowly.

When he woke up in the morning, he was actually not in a good mood. Last night, the effect of the anesthetic on his hand gradually faded, and he woke up several times in pain. Sometimes Shao Bowen would touch his leg when he turned over, and a bowl-sized bruise appeared on his knee. It doesn't hurt if you don't touch it, but when it hurts, it reminds him where the injury came from.

There is little noise at night, and thoughts and thoughts are like sand at the bottom of a lake, and a single stone can muddy a pool of clear water.

Supervision is a profession, and Chang Yuan has always believed that it is no different from other jobs that can earn money. Perhaps, he has always misunderstood the weight of this job.

The entry clerk entered a wrong word, the data clerk lost a list, the courier delivered the wrong item...all these are mistakes, not accidents.

But the hidden project under the door of Chenghua Bookstore almost ended a period of life that had just begun, and similar incidents were by no means an exception across the country. Chang Yuan didn't know whether the participants in those projects panicked or felt guilty when they received the police report. All I know is that although he can remove himself and the company from the responsible party as before, he can't bear this kind of psychological guilt anymore.

For him, supervision is no longer just a profession and a job. There is no way to go further. Taking a step back yesterday is a lesson for the past, so what should he do?what can he do

"Huzi said in the morning that he wanted to go to the amusement park." Shao Bowen felt that parent-child fun was possible while washing. "After dinner later, can you show me some face?"

Chang Yuan was silent for a while, and said, "Take him there, I'm going to the company."

Although Mr. Shao likes employees who take the initiative to work overtime, he doesn't like to see workaholics, and he rests when he should. He doesn't like unnecessary and inefficient overtime. He turned off the water, fumbled to wipe Chang Yuan's eyes with a towel, and then used the towel Wrapped his hair up, "Is there anything wrong with the company?"

"It's okay." Chang Yuan followed his strength and stood up, with some sadness in his dark eyes, he said, "I've been thinking about the accident in the bookstore yesterday. If I were the supervisor of the building, Party A would also have the attitude of Rong Jing , Then how should yesterday’s accident be avoided? You see, the law clearly stipulates that supervisors should check the gates, but in fact, it is the one who pays the final say, and then they don’t listen to anything except how to save money.”

"I don't know if you have ever felt this way, but you just feel that you are a failure. This is obviously my professional field, but I don't have any right to speak. If I say this or that, it can't be worth what Party A said. , so I didn’t bother to toss about it later, it’s useless to persist anyway.”

"I've been thinking about one thing this morning, that is, if I'm sure I can't do this job well, I should resign early, so as not to..." Chang Yuan moved his lips, and felt sad for a moment, "It's a disaster for people." .”

"Knowing that reflection is a good thing," Shao Bowen saw the accumulation of smiles in his eyes, and finally fine lines appeared at the end of his eyes, "but I don't like to hear such unconfident words."

In his mind, Chang Yuan is an indomitable soul who is obsessed and admired by him.

Chang Yuan was in a low mood, and he said in a good manner after hearing the words: "Then let's not talk about it."

Shao Bowen smiled and rumpled his hair into a pile of weeds, "It's late, I have heard it, and I have some opinions on you."

Chang Yuan raised his eyelids, he was baffled by this accusation, what did he do?

Shao Bowen said slowly: "I'm not a god, I'm two years older than you, and I've encountered a lot more frustration than you in my life. Let me give you an example that still impresses me deeply."

"I created Lingyun back then, because I was used to staying in Rongjing and the ready-made resources. I didn't know that the status of small private enterprises was so low. The first project blocked the president of the bank branch for a whole month. He has already promised to lend me a loan, but he delayed again and again due to the impact of policies. I was in a hurry to use the money, and I went to the branch to stop him every day. He didn’t see me, and I saw him in the office. His subordinates were still talking nonsense with their eyes open. , Said he went out. He commuted to work through the back door, or even didn’t go to work, and he still didn’t get the loan, so I missed the first pot of money.”

Being able to force others not to go to work to hide, shows how stalking he was at that time, Chang Yuan couldn't imagine how he put down his face and begged for help, but was disappointed after putting all his eggs in one basket.

Shao Bowen didn't take it seriously when he talked about it now, his expression was relaxed and tolerant, and the humiliation was a thing of the past for him, "I hated him very much at the time, because I was busy and soon forgot, and now I don't remember him very much. What I was like at that time, but I can't forget the sun that I waited for him at the gate of the bank for a month, almost scorched my self-confidence, just like you are now."

"Come on," Chang Yuan patted him on the back and said, "Let's go with the same sickness."

Shao Bowen refused to play with him, "This kind of thing that hits confidence will happen from time to time, but it's just a short-term thing, and it will calm down soon. You are in the game now, so it's normal that you can't see the situation clearly , but you see I’m a contractor and you’re a supervisor, my professions are naturally contradictory and I still care about you, there’s no other explanation but true love.”

"I'm not liked by everyone," Shao Bowen hugged him like a big brother, and said word by word: "Chang Yuan is not a good supervisor yet, but he is very responsible. There are many peers, this is not covering up."

Chang Yuan rubbed a comfortable position on the side of his neck, stuck it still, with some cool smell of aftershave wafting from the tip of his nose, he squinted his eyes and said, "You mean, do you disapprove of my leaving the supervisor's way?" ?”

Shao Bowen tilted his head and kissed his wet temples, and said: "No, Xiaoyuan, you are an adult, I don't want and will not interfere with any of your decisions, otherwise we will always have conflicts. When you are not calm enough, I will tell you some of my opinions, and I hope you will not get into the horns, because usually what you do at this time will basically feel wrong afterwards.”

Chang Yuan was a little restless. He knew that Shao Bowen was right, but he wanted to refute that he was calm. He took several deep breaths before suppressing this boring desire to confront him, and said, "Then you say I should what to do?"

Shao Bowen spread his hands, "Ask me about your own affairs?"

Chang Yuan read the lines in the TV series, "Isn't my business in the legend your business?"

"You won." Shao Bowen pushed his shoulder, acting as a humanoid memo, "You are going to the company."

Chang Yuan hugged him and didn't let go, because he was a little nervous about going to the company to "spread nonsense". Luo Kun couldn't say good things to him, but he definitely couldn't say bad things either. He said, "My friend, give me some encouragement."

"Small idea," Shao Bowen held his head up, forced him to cover his lips and blew on him, and said, "I'll give you a breath of immortal energy, gods can block and kill gods."

Chang Yuan laughed, tilted his head and moved his lips over and over again, sucking on the mucous membrane of his mouth, it was smooth and warm to the touch, he scraped and licked it with his tongue lingeringly, and said vaguely: "If I'm cowarded, it's up to you , Fake Immortal."

The water droplets fell into Shao Bowen's collarbone socket, not cold but a little itchy. Chang Yuan felt like a cat. His whole body was numb from licking the ground. He thought to himself, you're the only one talking nonsense.

Huzi finished eating the ham sausage in the living room, thinking that going out to play must be without equipment, so he ran to the utility room and found his small skateboard, and the wheels rumbled the two of them out of the bathroom.

Huzi doesn't care whether Chang Yuan goes or not, as long as Shao Bowen is with him, after breakfast, the three men split into two groups, Chang Yuan drove to the East Union headquarters, Huzi was on his way to the playground on a scooter, and Shao Bowen , in order to satisfy his son's spirit of not being able to skate but insisting on playing, he simply found a skipping rope and tied it to the axle in front of the skateboard, and led him all the way to the subway station entrance.

The pulley rattled, and the wind value was 101.