Years of Intoxication

He Gu was a little annoyed, he was absent-minded after working for a while, thinking that Song Juhan would just leave like this, I am afraid he would be ignored for a long time, and he is a person who can't defuse fighting, it's not that he feels ashamed, it's true Do not know what to do.He once tried to reconcile after Song Juhan got angry, which made Song Juhan even more furious.

After thinking about it, let's go to the company. He planned to give himself a day off because he was too tired yesterday, but now he needs to work to distract himself.

Before going out, he suddenly found a mobile phone on the sofa, walked over to check, and it really belonged to Song Juhan.Song Juhan doesn't care about most things, and often forgets everything.

He sent a text message to Xiaosong: Xiaosong, Ju Han’s mobile phone is here—why.

Then he grabbed his phone and went out.

When he arrived at the company, his assistant Chen Shan was surprised to see him: "Mr. He, aren't you feeling well today?"

"There is something to worry about."

"Mr. He, you look so handsome today." Chen Shan looked him up and down, and complimented him: "I think your taste is getting better and better."

He Gu looked at his clothes, it was Song Juhan's clothes from the sponsor who left him here last time, the trousers were too long for him to wear, but the top fit him well.Taste is something that is piled up with money.

"Our Mr. He is in good shape and handsome. What doesn't look good in what you wear? It's just that your vision is too high. My niece is an Oxford graduate. Mr. He doesn't even like her." The administrative director is a straightforward middle-aged elder sister, Few people in the company dare to tease He Gu, and she is one of them.

He Gu pretended not to hear: "Let's go to work." After speaking, he went to communicate with his subordinates about the progress of the project.

As soon as he graduated, he joined this well-known large state-owned enterprise in the country. After six years of hard work, he became a middle-level leader. He knew that his career would almost stop here, because he was not good at communication and words. Will do my own profession.He is satisfied with his current position and income, but the workload is heavy.

After reading the project report of his subordinates, he picked out a bunch of problems, probably because he was in a bad mood, and his tone was particularly severe.

It just so happened that Chen Shan came in at this moment: "Mr. He, Mr. Gu is looking for you."

"President Gu?"

"Well, it's in the office. I'll let you go there when you have time."

The subordinate breathed a sigh of relief.

"Understood." He Gu explained a few words and left the office.

The "President Gu" that Chen Shan refers to is Gu Qingpei, a senior executive of their company. He started to do production, later managed personnel affairs, and now manages bidding and procurement. He is only three or four years older than him, with strong ability and rapid career development. , it is hard to catch up.GuQingPei is the number one man in the company, ability, knowledge and eloquence are just one aspect, the main reason is that he is too handsome.

He Gu and Gu Qingpei usually have a lot of business contacts, Mr. Gu takes good care of him, their relationship is pretty good.

Taking the elevator upstairs, He Gu walked through the long corridor and knocked on the imposing solid wood door in front of him.

The offices above the ninth floor are all executives’ offices. They were just renovated a few years ago, and the decoration alone cost more than 200 million. It would be hypocritical to say that they are not envious at all, but why do they know that they will never move into such an office.

"Please come in." A steady and magnetic voice came from the office.

Why did you push the door open and went in.

In the spacious and luxurious director's office, a slender man in a white shirt was standing in front of the desk, with his left hand behind his right hand holding a pen. The desk was covered with milky white rice paper, and he was writing.

"Mr. Gu."

"He Gong, you are here." GuQingPei raised his head and smiled at He Gu.He was in his early thirties, with an impeccably handsome face, narrow cheeks, pointed chin, two thick eyebrows slanted upwards, and a pair of long and narrow eyes that always had an unfathomable depth. Gold-rimmed glasses, hair scrupulously pulled back, and a white shirt with a sharp collar cut like a knife, his whole body exuded a finely crafted elite look.He raised his chin: "Sit."

He why sat down on the sofa.

GuQingPei dipped his ink, continued to write something on the rice paper, and said: "I've been practicing calligraphy recently. When I write, my mind will be very calm, which helps to think and relieve stress. You can try it when you have time."

"it is good."

GuQingPei put down his pen, gently put the small-leaf red sandalwood paperweight aside, picked up the paper, turned to He Gu, and said with a smile: "How is it?"

There are two lines of words written on the paper: Riding the long wind and breaking the waves of thousands of miles, Ling Qingyun sings the nine-day song.

The character is vigorous and free and easy, like the traces of a dragon skimming water.

He Gu made up his mind, it seemed that the rumors that Gu QingPei was going to quit his job were true, he could probably guess the purpose of GuQingPei calling him here.He nodded: "Mr. Gu, your handwriting is very good."

GuQingPei chuckled: "If someone praises me like that, it sounds like flattery to me, but when you say it out of your mouth, it sounds like you are sincere."

He Gu said: "It's really good."

GuQingPei rolled up the words and put them in the silk bucket, walked over, the tailor-made suit perfectly set off his slender and tall figure.

He why stood up.

GuQingPei said: "Sit, sit." As he spoke, he sat beside him, and handed him the words: "For you."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." He Gu accepted it politely.

GuQingPei looked at He Gu: "Didn't you rest well recently? It looks quite tired."

"Well, there is a project under pressure."

"Money belongs to the company, but your body belongs to you. You have to find a balance between them. Human energy is limited, so don't push yourself too hard."

"it is good."

GuQingPei picked up the purple clay teapot and poured tea for He Gu.

He Gu hurriedly said, "Mr. Gu, let me come."

GuQingPei smiled and said: "You're welcome." He poured two cups of tea: "Taste."

He Gu took a sip, but couldn't taste why, so he could only say: "Good tea."

GuQingPei smiled: "Why, you are really interesting."

He Gu didn't know what GuQingPei meant by "interesting", but he knew that it was wrong to ask the leader to pour tea. After so many years, he still often exposed a lot of inadequacies in human relations and sophistication in details.

"Don't be nervous, let's chat casually."

"Oh."

"He Gong, how many years have you been in the company?"

"Six years."

"It's also an old employee. I remember when I was in charge of personnel two years ago, I gave you an assessment every year. How about I give you an assessment today? Let's talk about your views on the current situation, position, work intensity, Salary, environment, anything.”

He why nodded hesitantly.

GuQingPei asked about his recent project, and in his words, he was testing whether he was satisfied with the position, workload and salary, why he was just not good at communication, not stupid, so he could only answer in a light-hearted manner.

The two chatted for about ten minutes, and GuQingPei got to the point: "You probably have heard, I'm in the process of handing over work, and I'm leaving the job next month."

He Gu nodded: "I've heard that, where is Mr. Gu going to study?"

"A friend's company is mainly engaged in real estate." GuQingPei leaned on the sofa and looked around: "I've only used this new office for half a year, so I really don't want to part with it."

"You have worked here for ten years, such a big change, you must have made a lot of determination."

"Yeah, that friend of mine was poaching me two years ago. I evaluated it for more than two years. In fact, I have no dissatisfaction with our unit. The leaders value us a lot, the subordinates are capable, and we can enjoy the shade with our backs, so we don't have to worry too much about it." Big responsibility, and after sitting in my position, work is very leisurely, most of the time is bragging and drinking, but..." GuQingPei smiled: "It is precisely because of this that I feel that I have no passion at all in my life. , I am still young, I still like a challenging life, I stay here, joining the board of directors is the end, but I think I am much more than that."

He Gu has always admired Gu Qingpei. Gu Qingpei is not just a showman with a good appearance and a three-inch tongue. Picky academic precipitation, and GuQingPei, like him, is also an engineer, but the development of the two is completely different.

When he was a few years younger, he also had the idea of ​​climbing up, and also wanted to try to socialize and build relationships.Because after leaving the campus and entering the society, he realized that the gap between himself and Song Juhan was a gap. He used to naively thought that he could shorten the distance through hard work, but every time he started, he felt tired and afraid. up.GuQingPei is like a mirror, as long as he takes a picture, he will get rid of those tiring thoughts, and work on the project with peace of mind. As he grows older, he knows more clearly what he can and cannot do, such as that The gap between Taoism and Taoism has been filled by him without sleep and rest all his life.

He Gu suddenly realized that he was in a daze, and immediately came back to his senses, meeting Gu QingPei's half-smiling eyes, he nodded awkwardly: "Mr. Gu's ability can indeed have more room to display."

GuQingPei laughed twice: "Why, I didn't say these words to anyone in the company. I have always been very accurate in seeing people. We have similar experiences. Every time I see you, I feel that I have seen the past. Myself, it's just that we have different personalities, and you are more stable."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." He Gu thought to himself, he is really good at talking, and he can say that he is "steady" by not seeking to make progress. Every time he finishes talking with GuQingPei, he can learn a thing or two.

GuQingPei smiled and said: "Okay, I know you're busy with work, so I won't play tricks anymore, you are always smart, you should be able to guess what I want to say. How about it, would you like to come with me?"

He Gu had indeed guessed it a long time ago. He originally wanted to refuse, but his brain just swelled. Thinking of the tiredness these days, staying up late and working overtime for a long time, he suddenly changed his mind.Why don't you listen to what GuQingPei has to say, and give yourself one more choice.So he asked about the situation carefully.

GuQingPei briefly described the situation of the company he was about to change jobs, and gave He Gu a good prospect.But after listening to He Yuan, he found that it did not meet his expectations. Although the annual salary was much higher, leading the project independently would only be more tiring and stressful than it is now. Moreover, private companies are not as good as state-owned companies, and he has to bear a lot of responsibility for any problems. .Of course, he couldn't refuse directly, he just said that he needed time to think about it.

GuQingPei naturally understood that he had a lot of concerns, and then chatted about other things, and said to invite him to dinner another day.

Coming out of GuQingPei's office, when taking the elevator downstairs, the cell phone rang suddenly, because the voice was a little strange, he didn't realize it all at once, but he was the only one in the elevator, he immediately realized that it was Song Juhan's cell phone.

He quickly connected the phone: "Hello, Xiaosong."

"Why, you brought my mobile phone here." Song Juhan's lazy voice rang through the phone.

"Okay, address."

Song Juhan didn't speak anymore, why did he say "Hello" twice, only to find out that the signal in the elevator was too bad and the line was disconnected, so he dialed again after getting out of the elevator.

As soon as the phone was connected, Song Juhan said angrily, "You fucking hang up on me!"

He Gudan said: "I was in the elevator just now, the signal was not good."

Song Juhan took a deep breath, and after a burst of noise, his voice changed to Xiaosong's: "Brother He Gu, we are in Dasheng Cinema, I'm sorry, I really can't leave today, when can you send it over?"

"It's okay, I'll have my assistant send it over now."

"Okay, when your assistant arrives, call me first, and I'll give her a work card..."

"Let him do it himself! Give my mobile phone to some strange assistant, are you kidding me!" Song Juhan's sullen voice came from afar on the other end of the phone.

Xiao Song smiled wryly, "Brother He Gu..."

"Well, I'll go there." After hanging up the phone, He Gu shook his head helplessly. The Dasheng Cinema is on the North Sixth Ring Road. If he rushed there, it would be equivalent to crossing the entire capital. He just hoped that there would be no traffic jam at all.

After explaining a few words to his subordinates, He Gu took his mobile phone and left. Thinking of Song Juhan's fangs and claws, he couldn't help but want to laugh.Song Juhan is elegant and unrestrained in front of the media, but he is also arrogant and irritable in private. He has known Song Juhan for so many years, and his assistant Song Juhan has changed four. The clever and good-tempered Xiaosong is the one who has persisted the longest.

Of course, no one can last as long as him. In various senses, he is more tolerant than Song Juhan's parents.

In fact, it is not difficult to get along with Song Juhan, Song Juhan doesn't eat people after all, as long as he tries to follow his heart as much as possible.

Others can't do it, just because they are not afraid of losing him.