My heart froze and beat wildly again.

Ms. Pan De has not come to our company for two consecutive weeks, and she has been in an uncharacteristically hasty manner when it comes to the request for third-party documents and the selection of the CEO of the new company... I should know—I should be aware!

I looked at her: "When did it happen?"

"Around my birthday." Her tone was flat.

"Is it because of Xiuwen?" I frowned.But before I had time to think about it, Miss Pender dragged my hand over and placed it on her lap.

We hold our fingers together.She still looked calm, just shook her head, and said, "I've been thinking about it for a while. When you agreed to date me, I said that when the time is right, I will apply to avoid suspicion. Why are you so surprised?"

I took a breath, but didn't say a word.

I never thought she would do it before me.I like her, I can feel that she likes me, I want to seek a future with her, I want to start a romantic adventure with her.There are many roadblocks ahead, but in the end it is work.In my position, I still have to weigh again and again and deal with a lot of important affairs; let alone her.

After Ms. Pan De applied for recusal, how should this project be calculated?She just became a partner. The case of our company is too critical. For them, this year and the next few years will obviously be a long winter...

I couldn't sit still at all, and held her hand tightly: "But your work——"

"It doesn't have much impact." Miss Pan De suddenly laughed, and tilted her head, "At least my share of dividends will not be less. Your company's projects will be fully responsible by Xin from now on—I always treat him very well." Don't worry, if I have the chance, I will try to get him to come to the Singapore office. Of course, Yao, I am still willing to help you as much as possible..."

Her voice trailed off, eventually disappearing entirely.

My heart hurts like a knife.

I actually doubt her...

Miss Pan De took tissues from the coffee table next to the single-seater sofa and handed them to me, and kept wiping my face with her thumbs.She wiped away my tears over and over again, and I couldn't say anything like a fool.

He choked in his throat: I can do what I can.

What can I do.

"I didn't know you could cry like a baby." The way she smiled always struck me that way, "Look at your nose and mouth, the skin is all squeezed together. It's easy to get wrinkles when you cry like this... But I'm not saying You're less attractive when you're wrinkled. I think you'll be as attractive as ever—maybe more."

"I can't tell if you're praising me or laughing at me." I opened my mouth and she laughed even harder.I was a little annoyed and embarrassed because my voice sounded really weird, and my crying made every word slur, like a crying sad child.

All right.She said that I cried like a child, which is an accurate description.

"I don't think so." She squinted her eyes and pulled out a piece of paper for me, "I think I'm just sharing my true feelings. Do you want to tell me why you cry? Do you feel a little sad? "

I shook my head and choked, "I feel like I'm not worth it."

Miss Pande frowned, unexpectedly, she seemed a little dissatisfied.But she didn't rush to deny my feelings, she just asked, "You're not worth what?"

I can hear her dissatisfaction, how dare to tell the truth?But my brain seems to be disconnected, no matter how hard I try to reconnect with it, it won't give me a little response.

I had no choice but to tentatively and whisper, "You."

Miss Pender snatched back the paper that had just been handed to me.The scene felt familiar to me, and the look in her eyes immediately reminded me where I had seen this before.

On the day we held hands for the first time, she also took a napkin like this at the edge of the flower bed in the block near the company.

But now, this woman is my girlfriend.

I looked at her quietly.Is it because of this serious consideration that she wants to apply for avoidance?

When I introduce her in the future, can I say, is this charming lady my girlfriend?

I am very timid.

If I asked at this time, Miss Pender would definitely not be angry again.I wanted to confirm it immediately, but I was afraid that she would think I was not serious enough: my guilt immediately permeated up and wrapped around me.

In the corner of my heart, I almost curled up into a ball.

Miss Pender just stared at me, with a frightening light in her eyes, making people face the truth: "Repeat what you said again."

I swallowed my saliva: "You."

"Complete your sentence. What 'I'?" She raised an eyebrow.

She always felt oppressed when she said the imperative sentence.I stammered: "I, I'm not looking for comfort or asking you to deny my lies. You may not be able to imagine how - how cowardly I am, I didn't even maintain my trust in you, and I am still like that today Questioning you..."

"Complete your sentence." Miss Pan De ignored me, staring at me and said, "What did you want to say just now?"

"I don't think I'm good enough for you."

"Who is worthy of me?" She folded her arms, "Say a name."

I opened my mouth.

"It's not you anyway, is it?" she asked again.

After hearing what she said, I neither nodded nor shook my head. I wanted to avoid my sight, but I couldn't bear it.

I pulled her hand: "I was wrong."

She shot me an annoyed look, then slid the tissue back to me.Miss Pender pinned my hair behind my ears: "I won't praise you today. I won't say what attracts me to you, or how many unique and precious qualities you have. I won't say, when you see How happy I am when it's just me; I won't tell you how I enjoy every minute and every second I spend with you. But you have to remember, Yao, I don't want to hear that to the second time."

She kissed me on the forehead: "You have to trust my vision."

When we woke up the next morning, both of our eyes were swollen.

She was fine, but my left eyelid was swollen like a bee stung. One eye was big and the other was small. Miss Pender almost burst into tears when she saw her.

I haven't cried like this for many years, and I didn't even think of doing preventive work before going to bed, so I stayed in the room for a long time and refused to go out.Miss Pan De was not in a hurry, she asked me to take a selfie, flipped through the photos left and right, and started laughing again.

I said, "Can you send it to me?"

"Of course." She did so immediately, and then caught off guard and watched as I cut her off and set it as the profile picture of the contact person.

"How about you give me a call? Let's see what happens," I said.

In the end, I was chased out of the room by Miss Pender.

We spent the whole Sunday by the pool.Peter originally wanted to use the grill, but after asking around, no one, including me, wanted to eat grilled food.The meal on the second day of the party was still lackluster, but my swollen eyes added a lot of jokes.

It made me feel a little better instead.

I don't want to be an elephant in the room - of course they are still considerate to me, Miss Pan De is obviously treated differently, the curiosity of the torture team headed by Weng Kexin is like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.

Incidentally, Miss Pender claimed that she was made to cry by my antics.

After I got home, I was busy until midnight.This state of getting more and more excited as I work makes me feel a little strange, but I don't know what a pause is at all when I hold the last piece of the puzzle.

The group is deeply rooted, and the chairman has the loudest voice, but not necessarily the hardest fist.In the final analysis, for an organization like an enterprise, profit should be the first priority. It is impossible to do charity all day long, and it is difficult to only think about public revenge.

Even if the group is monolithic, there is a way to deal with such a monolith: it depends on whether I can figure it out or not.

The chairman obviously doesn't think that the big boss is an "obedient" CEO. The differences in their careers are almost irreconcilable, and I don't have the skills to resolve this set of conflicts. .

But there are two points.

First, the shareholders of the group want to make money; second, he himself is just a shareholder.

What the chairman of the group wants to do to the big boss can also be repeated on the chairman when the temptation is strong enough.Therefore, the key to the problem is not how to pry the black box of the chairman, but the group and the profit.

The way of checks and balances is written on the scales, and it is also written in people's hearts.It is a pity that the world is always dynamic, and the whole picture is always unknown to people. On the surface, the information that can be consulted is enough for the same height, but after repeated deliberation, I feel that the only thing I can rely on is human nature.

Man is the measure of all things.

The opening chapter of "Guiguzi" is about yin and yang. It seems to be speaking, but it is actually speaking.Those who estimate the power of the world and figure out the feelings of the princes can become people who make good use of the world.Although it was the world 2000 years ago, compared with it, the company is only a small room, but today I feel that it is very useful.

How to create maximum profit?

adventure.

This feat has indeed been accomplished by many.However, taking risks requires too much courage. Adventurers are often lonely and poor.Capital pursues interests and hates risks. With dignity, it is difficult to fight against human nature——

With decency, one becomes a slave to humanity.

At this time, it is necessary to talk about "the right time, the right place and the right people". Stable and fat profits must be so.

The right time and place, the company has.If the group can move one foot away, it will be icing on the cake.

As for people and...

In the document, I carefully sorted out my feelings since joining the company.

Since BCG entered the company with a project, intentionally or unintentionally, I have been thinking about this question: what kind of model is really suitable for us?The big boss's set of Internet-style equal "compatibility" with secret ranks seems to me like a joke; and my proposal that Miss Pan De rejected on the spot at the meeting, now that I think about it, it is not a good solution.

Personnel management and company structure are sciences.

But all knowledge must be organic.

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