scapegoat

Ever since Lang Zhongming lost face in the reference room, he has become even more shameless.

In the past, when he came to see Xiao Yang for dinner or after get off work, he always waited outside in a proper manner.

Now go directly to the reference room and wait, and always sneak in before the hour, pretending to inspect the work, but actually spying on Supervisor Xiao at close range.

Xiao Yang has nothing to do with his brazenness, and can only leave him aside every time as if he doesn't exist.

This day was the last working day before the Dragon Boat Festival holiday. Tang Qing asked for leave and left first, leaving Xiao Yang alone to sort out the rest of the work in the reference room.

Due to the time off, this week was very long, so I also accumulated a lot of documents and materials that were called out, and I didn't return them until the last day.

So when everyone else was packing up their things for the festival, Xiao Yang added a lot of workload.

Lang Zhongming told the employees who had nothing to do to get off work early, and Hongsheng's bustling office building became empty for a while.

He was also able to go to Xiao Yang's reference room to wait for someone aboveboard.

Although he usually sticks to it cheekily, it is also fun to see Xiao Yang embarrassed and unable to get angry.But in fact, Lang Zhongming also wanted to have fewer people around him, so that he would have more space to be alone with Xiao Yang.

Tang Qing is not here today, and everyone else in the company has left. At this time, no one is looking for him. This is the good opportunity he has been looking forward to.

Lang Zhongming held up his cup and gently knocked on Xiao Yang's office door.

The person inside looked up at him from among the piles of papers, then quickly turned his attention back to the papers.

Lang Zhongming didn t bother him, so he sat in Tang Qing s seat and drank tea.

Xiao Yang buried himself in cleaning for almost two hours. The silence in the office made him forget that there was someone else in the room, and he just entered the realm of "forgetfulness".

It was also rare for Lang Zhongming not to bother him, and just sat and waited for him.

When Xiao Yang thought of Lang Zhongming, the evening rush hour on the road outside had already passed.

He was a little embarrassed immediately: "If you are hungry, don't wait for me."

Lang Zhongming smiled: "It's rare to be able to watch your work properly. Leave me alone and concentrate on your work."

Xiao Yang piled up a stack of documents in his hand: "There are not many left, it will be ready in a while."

Lang Zhongming moved the chair to the door of Xiao Yang's solo office, and asked, "Is today's work just the daily filing?"

Xiao Yang shook his head: "I optimized it this morning and changed the label a little bit. It should be easier to find and use than before."

The last time Lang Zhongming came to try it, although Xiao Yang complained that he didn't know how to use it, he couldn't help worrying whether the system was not "universal" enough.

So when he has time these few days, he has improved some details to make it more suitable for novices.

Lang Zhongming: "I'm still in contact with a software developer recently to optimize the insurance system of our data software, so that we can combine the paper system and the electronic system in the future."

Xiao Yang nodded.

Now that Tang Qing is here, he is not worried that he will not be able to adapt to the use of this electronic product.

"Also prepare the PPT for the speech earlier, I can help you take a look."

Xiao Yang was quite relaxed at first, but when Lang Zhongming mentioned this, he immediately felt a headache.

"……understood."

Lang Zhongming naturally saw his nervousness: "Don't worry, just make preparations in advance."

Xiao Yang nodded, and stood up after packing up his things: "Let's go."

The two of them took the gift box of zongzi sent by the administration together, and went to the second floor to pick up the car.

Lang Zhongming was about to put the zongzi in the trunk, but Xiao Yang stretched out his hand: "I'll take it."

This sentence was spoken so naturally that Lang Zhongming was in a trance for a while, almost thinking it was an illusion made up by his own brain.

On the way, Xiao Yang just hugged two boxes of rice dumplings and looked at the street lights with a calm expression.

It was already very late when we got home, Xiaofeng knew that they were working overtime today, so he had already slipped to his girlfriend's place.

Lang Zhongming cooked four rice dumplings for dinner.

Xiao Yang ate the hot fresh meat dumpling, feeling: "I haven't eaten a dumpling for many years. I don't have a share of the dumpling in the prison every time. It's so popular that people snatch it up as soon as it comes out."

Lang Zhongming didn't expect him to bring up the past so easily, and he felt distressed and comforted: at least he had already seen it.

"Don't be sad, you can buy it if you want to eat in the future."

Xiao Yang smiled lightly: "I'm not sad, I just remembered."

Lang Zhongming suddenly remembered Xiao Yang's stomach problem: "You can cook it often if you like to eat, but eat less at one time, so as not to make your stomach feel uncomfortable again. After all, it is made of glutinous rice."

Xiao Yang said "hmm", and lowered his head to concentrate on eating the rice dumplings on the plate.

In the evening, Xiao Yang picked up his laptop and knocked on the door of Lang Zhongming's room.

Lang Zhongming didn't know what he was looking at, and when he saw Xiao Yang coming in, he immediately narrowed the window, with a nervous look on his face.Xiao Yang raised his head and took a look, it seemed to be the interface of a shopping website.

"Don't buy me anything you don't need."

Ever since Lang Zhongming liked to give Xiao Yang all kinds of weird tools, Xiao Yang became irritable when he saw Lang Zhongming go to a shopping website.

Lang Zhongming smiled flatteringly: "Yes, yes. What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

Xiao Yang was a little embarrassed: "I finished the PPT..."

Lang Zhongming understood immediately: "Oh, show me."

Xiao Yang put his notebook on Lang Zhongming's desk, moved a chair, and the two of them sat together and watched the PPT for speeches.

"In terms of content, you check it yourself. In terms of form, I will make a few comments, and you can change it. The overall disadvantage is that the screen is too full. In fact, a lot of text does not need to be put on it, as long as you refine a few major points, the specific length Sentences are placed on your own speech, not in PowerPoint.”

"There is also the issue of background color and font color. It is best to choose a clear contrasting color. The simplest black and white or black and yellow are actually the most practical. If you want to be more beautiful, try to choose a color with a high contrast, and choose a font that is easy to read. Yes, make it bolder."

"There is also content such as this one. You can actually choose to present it in the form of a list, which is more intuitive. Adding another page with statistical charts is even more impressive. You think, many of the audience below are doing business. It is difficult for them to remember the text if you let them read the text, but it will be easier to remember it if you change it to a graph. For example, on the first page, you used a tree diagram to represent the entire system of the data system. I think this method is very good .”

Lang Zhongming put forward a lot of opinions at once, which benefited Xiao Yang a lot.

Tang Qing taught him a lot of PPT skills and tricks before, but in fact, as a speech, PPT still needs to focus on clarity and intuition, and too many fancy elements are not applicable.

Xiao Yang wrote these down one by one, and prepared to change them later.

Lang Zhongming did not forget to encourage after finding faults: "The overall work is quite good, and it can be seen that he is very hardworking, but it will be better if it is more practical. What works better when you give a speech? You can attend one or two meetings I get it. By the way, have you prepared your speech? Do you want to try it with me?"

Xiao Yang actually had this idea in the first place, but he hasn't mentioned it yet.Since Lang Zhongming took the initiative to ask, he nodded impolitely and turned to get his speech.

Lang Zhongming said that he can hold the manuscript and read it while reading, it doesn't need to be too formal, but Xiao Yang still intends to recite it as much as possible.

The rehearsal begins.

Just facing such an audience, Xiao Yang felt uncomfortable. He was completely out of shape at first, and couldn't even make a louder voice.

Fortunately, the more I talked later, the more relaxed I became, and it wasn't too embarrassing when I finished reading it all.

However, in the eyes of Mr. Lang, who has experienced many battles, his level is still not enough.

"First of all, the voice is too soft, and listening to your pronunciation, it seems that you are tense. Relax, speak a little more rounded, let your throat relax, sound more natural, and try to use your voice as loudly as possible. You think, if the people down there feel Wouldn't your discomfort be more embarrassing? It's just to make them feel that you are natural, so they won't have a strange impression."

"Also, don't speak too fast. The purpose of your speech is to let everyone understand the operation and use of the data system. Even if you are familiar with the speech script by heart, you must speak slowly, with key points and pauses. .In this way, people will not be unable to understand, or even doze off while listening."

"Actually, as long as you speak out what you have prepared loudly, naturally, and generously, it will not be strange if you occasionally slip your tongue, or accidentally omit or make mistakes. You can either add a sentence back or add it directly at the end of the meeting. In the document issued later. The key is to let go of your posture. Come, let me demonstrate it to you.”

As Lang Zhongming said, he took Xiao Yang's manuscript, glanced at two pages roughly, then stood up and began to demonstrate.

He cleared his throat, a natural movement of adjusting the wristband of the watch and sorting out the manuscript in his hand, the aura came out all of a sudden.

"Good morning, colleagues, about the new data system..."

Lang Zhongming's concise speech and hand movements made Xiao Yang suddenly have the illusion of "sitting under the stage and listening to the leadership training".

This kind of self-confidence that seems to be imprinted in his bones is what he lacks the most.

After trying two pages of content, Lang Zhongming stopped, all the high spirits were put away at once, and he turned back to the original ordinary young man wearing a T-shirt at home.

"Actually, I think it's better for you to put a simple self-introduction at the beginning. Although everyone knows you, you haven't introduced yourself formally, but you can figure it out yourself. It's not a big problem. The main thing is to talk Time to let go."

Xiao Yang took the manuscript from Lang Zhongming and nodded thoughtfully.

Lang Zhongming smiled: "Actually, I was a little nervous when I was speaking just now."

Xiao Yang was speechless: "Why are you nervous?"

Lang Zhongming blinked recklessly: "It feels like I'm swearing to you."

Xiao Yang's breathing was stagnant, and he took a while to react before he raised the manuscript in his hand and knocked Lang Zhongming on the head.

Looking at Xiao Yang's reddish ears, Lang Zhongming was happy in his heart, but his expression remained calm on the surface: "Do you want to go out to play during the holidays?"

Xiao Yang shook his head.Molly was taken by Ke Chen to the grassland for vacation, and he was still reluctant if he and Lang Zhongming were traveling together.

Lang Zhongming didn't care either: "Then take a good rest at home. If the weather is fine, find a small park for a stroll, or go to the botanical garden last time. Call me if you have a plan. I'm free anytime."

Xiao Yang agreed softly, took his notebook and exited Lang Zhongming's bedroom.

After Xiao Yang left, Lang Zhongming turned around and opened the webpage he was browsing just now, and continued to pick things.

Lang Zhongming straightened his hair flattened by Xiao Yang, and the temperature left by Xiao Yang's laptop on the table made him unable to bear the recollection.

"Xiao Yang...I want to give you the best..."