Hollow wind

Entry

They're all the same, they've all had terrible years.

At the end of the whole day's business analysis meeting, it was already dark outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.The coastal arterial road stretches along the winding coastline, and the street lamps are strung on the road, and the lights are panicked, so the quiet sea under the night is contaminated with the noisy and majestic human fireworks along the coast.

When Jiang Xiu returned to the office, he only had time to take a sip of warm water when there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Jiang, the Ministry of Human Resources is asking about the final candidate for the brand specialist. When do you think we can confirm?" Xu Zhang pushed the door open.

The three design drawings sent by the Ministry of Manpower last week are still on Jiang Xiu's desk. Even without looking at the author information of the design drawings, he can find Fang Yunwan's works at a glance.Time flies, he can recognize the architectural blueprints drawn by Yunwan five years ago, and he can still recognize the advertising designs drawn by Fang Yunwan five years later.

Fang Yunwan's talent is outstanding, and his ability is unquestionable. Jiang Xiu is still hesitating whether to keep him in the brand department under his nose to do design, or let him go to Zhaoyang Real Estate, a subsidiary of the group, to do the architectural design that he had been thinking about back then?

"Mr. Jiang?"

Reminded by Xu Zhang, Jiang Xiu came back to his senses, took out three drawings, made comments on the lower right corner of the paper with a pen, and handed them to Xu Zhang: "Well, I have chosen it."

To be honest, Fang Yunwan expected to receive the employment notice from Songwen Group.

Having been in love with Jiang Xiu for several years, he is very familiar with Jiang Xiu's preferences, and the sketch he handed over is almost tailor-made according to Jiang Xiu's taste. It is no surprise to him that Jiang Xiu will choose him.

Surprisingly, apart from Fang Yunwan, Meng Chen and that enthusiastic little classmate Lu Chenxi were the ones who reported for duty on the day of joining.

The HR who was in charge of the entry procedures handed the materials to be filled out to three people respectively. Among them, Fang Yunwan and Lu Chenxi's materials had a blue cover, while Meng Chen's had a yellow cover.

HR explained: "It just so happens that Zhaoyang Real Estate, a subsidiary of the group, is also recruiting talents in architectural design recently. Mr. Jiang recommended Meng Chen's resume and works to Mr. Song of Zhaoyang Real Estate. Later, we also asked for Meng Chen's personal wishes. , he will join Zhaoyang Real Estate and work on architectural design.”

"In addition," she looked at Fang Yunwan, "we also learned that Yunwan had a good record in architectural design before, although he is now working in the brand department of the group, if he wants to get in touch with some buildings of Zhaoyang Real Estate Work on design can also be proposed.”

Such a thoughtful arrangement must have been Jiang Xiu's intention.

So, what is he going to do?Atonement?After breaking off the wings of an eagle that could soar into the sky, and then placing it on a comfortable and flat platform, does he think that this eagle should be grateful to him?

Simply ridiculous!

Fang Yunwan calmly spread out the materials in front of him: "Thank you, but since I joined the brand department, I think I should put my job first."

The onboarding process was successfully completed, and Fang Yunwan and Lu Chenxi sat down at their desks holding the newly received office supplies.There will be no substantive work on the first day of reporting. The two of them were taken by old colleagues to various departments to meet each other. After running upstairs and downstairs, it was time for lunch.

After lunch and the lunch break, Fang Yunwan had just returned from making a cup of coffee when his landline rang.

I don't know if Jiang Xiu had explained it on purpose, but Mr. Song from Zhaoyang Real Estate that HR had mentioned in the morning actually called himself and asked Fang Yunwan to go to the office to find him.

The office floors of Zhaoyang Real Estate are between the 25th floor and the 10th floor. Fang Yunwan just arrived, and had to switch between the high-rise elevator and the low-floor elevator. minute.

Song Zheng was called Mr. Song to distinguish him from his uncle, Song Qijun, the old chairman of Songwen Group. In fact, he was several years older than Jiang Xiu.But like Song Zheng, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, he is carefree and well-maintained. He is said to be nearly forty years old, and he looks like he is only in his early thirties. .

After waiting for 10 minutes, Song Zheng didn't seem impatient at all. When Fang Yunwan knocked on the door and walked into the office, he even politely stood up from the sofa to greet him.

"Xiao Fang, can I have some tea?"

The water in the kettle had just boiled, and the steam rose and fell restlessly against the lid.

Fang Yunwan replied obediently: "I can do it."

So Song Zheng skillfully picked up the kettle, washed the tea and ironed the cup, and after some manipulations, used wooden tweezers to place an exquisite and small white porcelain teacup in front of Fang Yunwan: "Matouyan cinnamon, which just arrived yesterday, Try it."

Fang Yunwan didn't know much about tea, so he took a sip and praised bravely, "It smells so good."

Song Zheng chatted with Fang Yunwan while making tea, and asked casually, "I heard from our newcomer, Xiao Meng, that Xiao Fang is his classmate and a top student in the Department of Architecture at Yuda University. Why didn't you do architecture later, and do it instead?" Advertisement designed?"

This is not an interview site, and Song Zheng is not Fang Yunwan's direct superior. The atmosphere in the office is too homely with the scent of tea. Fang Yunwan unconsciously put away the pretense that talking about this topic on weekdays is a long-winded discourse, and answered briefly and sincerely: "Because of some personal matters, I don't really want to continue to develop in the construction industry."

Hearing this, Song Zheng raised his head and glanced at him, as if he sensed that Fang Yunwan was not willing to go any further on this issue, and he did not pursue it in a reasonable manner, but sighed regretfully and said, "Listen to Xiaomeng, you are a white man. It's a pity that one of Ming's most proud students doesn't do architecture."

"Do you know Teacher Bai?"

Song Zheng refilled the teacup in front of Fang Yunwan slowly, nodded: "Yes, Zhaoyang Real Estate and Bai Ming's architectural design firm have always maintained a very good cooperative relationship, and I personally appreciate Mr. Bai Ming's talent very much. At this point, he paused again, and the action of putting the justice cup back on the tray seemed to become extraordinarily heavy with the topic: "Hey, he treats people very kindly, and he does things safely and reliably. Who would have expected that?" To be so overwhelmed at such a young age is really jealous of talents."

Bai Ming is not only the teacher of Fang Yunwan's professional courses, but also the instructor of his club activities.Later everyone said that Fang Yunwan was a rare horse, but Fang Yunwan knew very well in his heart that Bai Ming was his bole, and it was not him who was rare, but that he met Bai Ming.

But when Fang Yunwan left Yucheng back then, he was determined to cut off all ties with this place, including Bai Ming.

After returning after five years, Fang Yunwan only got a piece of paper explaining Bai Ming's suicide by jumping into the sea.The whereabouts of the person who pushed him under the focus of the chasing light back then was unknown, and his life and death were unpredictable. He didn't even have anything to rest in memory of.

Picking up the teacup, Fang Yunwan felt that the heat made his eyes burn.He didn't dare to say anything more, he swallowed the tea whole, suppressing the sourness from his eyes and nose.

But Song Zheng didn't intend to end this topic, he was still immersed in his regret for Bai Ming: "I heard that after he left Yuda, his mental state was not very good, and after his lover passed away, he even suffered from severe depression. It's a pity that I only found out about this news after his accident, otherwise, I might be able to help him."

When Fang Yunwan returned to Yucheng, Bai Ming was no longer there, and the firm he founded before his death was also leaderless, scattered like birds and beasts.Fang Yunwan hurriedly finished the aftermath work, exhausted physically and mentally, only had time to have a casual meal with the last two staff members.

No one ever talked to him about it.

It turns out that Bai Ming hasn't had a good life these years.

Like him, they've all had a terrible time these years.

Fang Yunwan endured and endured, his eyes were still slightly red, and he said in a low voice: "President Song has a heart, and I thank you on behalf of the teacher."

"Thank you, I couldn't help him after all." Song Zheng smiled wryly, and took a sip of tea, "I came here because I wanted to see what Bai Ming's most proud student was like; Cai. Although I failed to snatch you from Mr. Jiang this time, he promised me that as long as you are willing, I can invite you to participate in the design of Zhaoyang Real Estate's new project."

"Thank you Mr. Song for your kindness, but I haven't done architectural design for many years, and I'm afraid I will let you down."

Fang Yunwan refused without hesitation, but Song Zheng didn't take it seriously, and smiled while making tea: "It's okay, you can come to me anytime you see a project you are interested in in the future."

The two chatted for a while, and after brewing tea, the color of the soup gradually became lighter.Song Zheng got up personally to send Fang Yunwan to the elevator.

The elevator door closed and the car went down, Fang Yunwan's heart sank following the elevator.

He has always avoided thinking deeply, what would he and Bai Ming have been like these years if that incident hadn't happened?

Perhaps, he will be the youngest "specially recommended designer" in the history of the Blue Label Architectural Design Competition. He will meet Zhou Shaoyou, a Chinese designer whom he has admired for many years. If he is lucky, he can join Zhou Shaoyou's studio and receive his personal guidance. Since then, he has made great strides in his beloved architectural design.

And Bai Ming may not have such a wonderful life, but he must still be alive.

He is probably still a gentle and refined teacher in Yucheng University, with a gentle and virtuous wife and a bright and lively son.

When the clothes came back one day, he nodded to him in relief, it was already the best gift for Fang Yunwan.

All of this, Fang Yunwan kept telling himself not to think about it, the more he thought about it, the more he hated Jiang Xiu, and the more he hated Jiang Xiu, the more he would mock his young self.

Because of the chat with Song Zheng, Fang Yunwan seemed absent-minded all afternoon.Flipping through the brochure introducing the company handed over by a colleague, it was time to get off work in a daze.

There is nothing urgent today, the colleagues greeted each other and packed up their things to leave work. They did not forget to remind Fang Yunwan and Lu Chenxi, the two newcomers, to get off work as soon as they can get off work early while they have nothing to do.

Lu Chenxi flipped through the album all afternoon, and was about to stare at the pages. After finally getting off work, she was already returning home.But he glanced at Fang Yunwan, who was also a newcomer, and found that he was still staring at the album seriously with his head down, so he felt embarrassed to get off work on time, and imitated Fang Yunwan, staring at the album again After 5 minutes, I finally found something was wrong——

Hey, why didn't Fang Yunwan turn the page?

At this time, everyone in the office had already left, so Lu Chenxi became more active, bouncing up to Fang Yunwan's side and pushing him: "Brother Yunwan, you're off work, don't you want to leave?"

Fang Yunwan looked at the time, and it was 10 minutes since he got off work. He turned off the computer: "Let's go."

Walking out of the office, Fang Yunwan immediately saw Jiang Xiu waiting in the elevator.

Lu Chenxi had never met Jiang Xiu before, but after reading the album all afternoon, it was impossible for him to have no impression of the young and handsome general manager of the group, so he greeted him politely: "Mr. Jiang."

And Fang Yunwan beside him stood upright like a log with eyes, staring blankly at Jiang Xiu.

Lu Chenxi didn't understand how Fang Yunwan, who was clearly open-minded and polite before, turned into a gourd with a sawed mouth in front of the big leader and kept silent.How does this leave a good impression on the leader?Thinking of this, Lu Chenxi was anxious for him, and nudged Fang Yunwan with her elbow, wanting to bend over and say hello to Jiang Xiu for him.

Fang Yunwan was helpless: "Boss Jiang."

So reluctant?Jiang Xiu raised his eyebrows and said to Lu Chenxi, "You go first, I have something to do with Fang Yunwan."

The author says:

Finally saw the above--

The holiday is coming to an end-see you next Wednesday night-meme