Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

The next day my sister drove me back to school early. I ate breakfast at the McDonald's next to the school. My sister helped me order a good meal and paid for it before leaving in a hurry.

My sister is a busy person, and she has to attend endless art seminars and various lacquer art appreciation conferences every day. It is very rare to be able to spare time to send me back to school.

I chose a seat by the window and sat down. I ate a few mouthfuls of hamburgers without taste, and couldn't eat any more. Since last night, my heart has been "thumping" like a drum, and I can't settle down.

Sure enough, Song Yu didn't return all night last night, and my sister refused to tell me about Song Yu's current situation in detail. After much deliberation, I still feel uneasy.

At a quarter past seven, I hailed a taxi and went straight to Yushen Creative.

Song Yu's advertising company is not large in scale, and all the employees plus Aunt Cleaning are no more than a dozen people, but it is undeniable that all of Yushen's employees are industry elites, otherwise it would be impossible for Yushen to occupy such a small scale. A market share that does not match the size of the company at all.

Because of the falling out with Song Wanzhuo, Song Yu's business partners can only be limited to enterprises with state-owned background.Of course, cooperating with state-owned enterprises has the advantage of cooperating with state-owned enterprises, that is, the profit of each business is considerable, and the possibility of long-term cooperation is very high. Enterprises are also facing an absolutely fatal drawback.

I guess the problem Song Yu is facing this time may be related to the sudden change of the person in charge of a certain state-owned enterprise. The new official takes office three times. Keeping the same, whether it is personnel arrangement, policy guidelines or the choice of partners, there must be some changes in order to convince people that he has the ability to make the company develop better after he takes office, and Yushen Creativity may have become one of the unforeseen disasters innocent cannon fodder.

Yushen Creative is located on the edge of the third ring road of City B, in a three-story small western-style building with decades of history. The pleasing retro architectural style can no longer be found in the city center full of high-rise buildings. Red walls, green tiles, and green trees form a The shade, the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds are far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, leaving only the tranquility with a sense of leisurely contentment.

I walked up the stairs carefully, holding on to the old stair railings with some peeling paint, but no matter how I tiptoed, every step on the wooden stairs would still make a "creaking" sound, just like my current mood is inexplicable Complex and confusing.

Song Yu's office is on the third floor, but I think he should be discussing with his team in the conference room on the second floor at this moment how to solve the problems the company is currently facing.

The offices of advertising companies are always designed in an unexpected way. When you go up to the second floor, you will find a large open space. Odd-shaped desks are randomly placed one by one. Colorful cardboards, Ribbons and utility knives can be seen everywhere, and various scenery boards are lying or standing on the wall. In the middle of the open office, there is a professional boxing sandbag with a few shining and eye-catching gold characters on it——宇Shen creative, the iron chains that tie the heavy sandbags are already rusty, giving people a feeling that they can be broken with a "click" at any time and fall down.

Song Yu's office "floats" above the large office on the second floor. Its area is less than a quarter of the size of the second floor. It needs to use the unusually twisted iron spiral staircase in the southwest corner to go up.

In the southeast corner is a simple tea room and printing room. Printers, fax machines and water dispensers are neatly arranged in a row. The conference room occupies an area of ​​[-] square meters in the northeast corner. The large office is separated and becomes a relatively independent space.

There is no one in the big office now, and it looks a little desolate and lonely. I can vaguely hear the voices of several people arguing from the direction of the conference room. I don’t understand the professional terms in advertising, and I don’t think about it Go in and interrupt them at this point.

Along the spiral staircase, I went straight to the third floor, and there were many things in my impression that I wanted to take a closer look at and touch.

In my previous life, I rarely came to Song Yu's company. I always believed in the paranoid idea that everyone should bow to me, obey what I say, and be on call. I paid too little attention to the people around me, so that in the end I will be tossed and bruised by my vain stubbornness and pride.

Compared with the unrestrained and uninhibited design and layout of the large office on the second floor, Song Yu's office is simply another world that has nothing to do with it.

A set of standard mahogany office desks and chairs, office equipment neatly placed.

An antique golden silk nanmu bogu frame, the famous Fanji lacquerware in Asia is full of brilliance.

A set of mahogany bookshelves stacked on top of each other in a well-proportioned arrangement, filled with books of various colors.

A set of deep red leather modular sofa, several light green square pillows are crooked.

A low table made of bamboo strips, and the best fine porcelain tea sets are arranged in sequence.

A pair of light yellow velvet curtains, almost blending with the wallpaper of the same color, the window is half open, and the warm wind blows in and slightly rolls up the corner of the curtain, driving a book on the table to read more than half before it has time to close it The "Broadcast" sounded "哗啦哗啦", and the computer screen was already black, but the power was still on.

This is Song Yu's office. It is as clean and tidy as he himself, and there is no fault at all.

Touch everything here with your fingertips, every inch seems to have the exclusive atmosphere of Song Yu, as if Song Yu is holding me in his arms and gently caressing me.

Unknowingly, the corners of my lips curled up. I feel lucky that I was able to be reborn after the catastrophe, and I feel lucky that I still have the courage to take the step of loving Song Yu.

Suddenly, the computer reminded me that I had received a new email, and I almost instinctively walked around my desk, grabbed the mouse, and pressed the left button.

The screen lighted up again, and the information in the lower right corner indicating the new email hadn't had time to disappear. I quickly glanced at the general content of the email before the reminder information disappeared, and I immediately understood it.

The prompt information has gradually faded away, and I stared at the unminimized Word document on the screen, but I felt a little uncomfortable. This is a plan that Song Yu has not finished writing. The cursor stays behind a comma, and it is still beating happily. It's like an energetic child clapping his hands to welcome its owner back to continue this painstaking planning.

But I know very well that no matter how eloquent Song Yu's plan is written, there will be people who will find fault with him and make things difficult for him. In fact, it has nothing to do with the quality of the plan. The interests involved are too deep and too wide. Some people are innocent, but that's the reality. If you can't control the overall situation, you can only be controlled by others.

I know that this road will be difficult. Fortunately, Song Yu has me, and I have Song Yu.

In just half a month, the first problem after rebirth came out fiercely to show off. I couldn't help but ask myself in my heart, Ruan Jitong, can you handle it?

2013-10-15

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