The party A who wants to soak me

This evening, Ling Ling returned to the company near the end of get off work. He decided to work overtime at night to organize his thoughts.

Zhuo Pai brought back a lot of imported drinks and asked him to reimburse the financial account. Ling Ling shared the drinks with colleagues and asked them to leave the bottles to him after drinking. She only took a few bottles of Zizaixiang and other products from Yueming Group Drinks go.

While he was in a good mood, he opened WeChat to deal with the dozen or so messages sent by Shen Mingyu, who seemed to be killing him in a row. , with whom, Lingling leaned on the office chair and closed her eyes, let herself calm down for a while, then unscrewed the Zizaixiang herbal tea and took a few sips, surprised to find that this tea can really calm people, refreshing and sweet Sweet, with a hint of bitterness that brings back the sweetness, it's delicious, and then I replied to Shen Mingyu, "I met the senior brother of the university and chatted about the packaging design."

He wanted to tell Shen Mingyu that sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood by mistake, so don't rush me, I know what I'm doing, and I will definitely hand in the first draft proposal as soon as I promise.

Thinking of what Jin Ru'an said about Yueming Group and Zizaixiang in the afternoon, Ling Ling still felt a little bit unwilling. He really wanted to tell Shen Mingyu, I will try my best to do what I should do, but you As a CMO, should I spend more energy on enterprise management?After all, your giant ship is about to hit an iceberg.

As a result, Shen Mingyu said, "Oh, don't listen to others, trust your own judgment, if you are not sure, you can discuss it with me, anytime."

Only ghosts want to discuss it with you, Lingling thought, it would be a big help if you don't hang around.

For the next week, Ling Ling worked overtime almost every day in the company. Companies like theirs do not have fixed working hours, but as long as there are cases, they almost have to work overtime. Designers are used to being more inspired at night.

The weather is getting hotter, and it is easy to get angry if you work too much overtime. Lingling has developed a new habit unknowingly. When you work overtime at night, you always have a few bottles of Zizaixiang herbal tea in the office. , it is very effective, anyway, Lingling drank it for several nights, and she feels refreshed every day.

The taste is not bad either. Ling Ling had drunk the kind of herbal tea with medicinal properties before, which was really difficult to drink, but Zizaixiang is not. I don’t know if it is the effect of the so-called lotus seed extract. It is sweet and not greasy. Bitch" is really different.

Once you have a good impression of a thing from the bottom of your heart, you will not be so repulsive in your heart if you want to do something for it.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to Zizaixiang’s old-fashioned packaging, but now Lingling thinks it’s quite pleasing to the eye, and looking at the trendy drink bottles brought back from Lihui that piled up half a desk, I think it’s nothing but colorful In this way, after a long time, it is just a passing cloud.

This week, I have some new ideas. Ling Ling is very devoted to making things when he works overtime, but he has a habit. As long as he is not urged to write by the client like a reminder, within the scope of his control, he will generally not exceed 11 p.m. Point, his iron rule is to go to bed before 1 o'clock in the evening. For this, he referred to the work and rest schedule of his idol master Nakajo Masayoshi. The old man has been working until he is almost 90 years old. Such a long career depends on extremely restrained life If the rules are maintained, Lingling will not do the kind of thing that stays up all night to burn life in exchange for creative inspiration.

Especially after working overtime for a week, on Friday night, Lingling only planned to stay until eight or nine o'clock, and then go home.

It's rare that Shen Mingyu is quite clean this week, and she didn't chase him endlessly to ask him where he is and what he's doing. Lingling doesn't bother to answer such questions that have nothing to do with work. Shen Mingyu probably felt bored after asking a few times. , it converges.

Ling Ling has an inexplicable meaning that she is drawing up territory with his party A bit by bit. To put it bluntly, it is like treating pet cats and dogs, training them not to enter the bedroom, go to bed, or go to the table , until the boundaries between each other are clearly defined, and then they can live happily and harmoniously.

Same with Shen Mingyu.

Ling Ling felt that this person had no sense of boundaries and crossed the boundaries too much. He knew that this was disrespectful to Party A, but he had to do it.

The effect turned out to be pretty good.

Of course, this week, Shen Mingyu still throws all kinds of "good designs" that he thinks to the work group, and there are still all kinds of them. Some Lingling thinks it's not bad, and some sigh after seeing it. Really can accept any style, like everything, the scale is so big that there is no limit.

I don't know if it's the same with people?

Swipe your finger on the screen, look at those pictures, but think in your mind, if this guy is really like the legend, he can eat meat and vegetables for both men and women, and the men and women he likes are all kinds of styles. Acceptable, that is really... a kind of talent.

It's kind of funny to think about it.

It’s time to get off work. A small number of people in the company started to pack their things, but almost all the designers are still in their seats. Ling Ling is no exception. He has a small office of his own, and he can see the hall outside. , In the past three years, he has spent more time in this office than at home. Although the office is small, it has been well furnished, with many personal belongings, and some handmade gadgets left over from the projects he used to do.

At this time, I received another message from Shen Mingyu, asking him, "Is Teacher Ling off work? What are your plans for the evening?"

Lingling tapped the screen with her finger, hesitated for a while and didn't reply right away, he was guessing what Shen Mingyu meant.

It obviously didn't look like he was urging manuscripts, nor was he eager to discuss creative ideas with him as before. The question was after work, and Lingling had a bad premonition in his heart—many Party A especially like to discuss ideas after work. Dragging Party B to all kinds of dinners, drinking from the dining table to the KTV bar, in the end, Party B pays the bill. He has been dragged by Zhuo Pai many times before, and later he has to solemnly declare that he doesn't like this kind of place very much. He does not want to go to these public relations occasions, and Zhuo Pai also indulges him.

But at this moment... Shen Mingyu bypassed Zhuo Pai and came to ask him directly. Lingling had a premonition that an endless business dinner was coming, and he was already bored in advance, so she replied without hesitation: "In The company works overtime."

Shen Mingyu replied with an exaggerated emoji, and then said: "Wow, Mr. Ling has worked so hard for our company's project."

Lingling: ... As for what?This person is really a social bully anytime, anywhere, right?

Shen Mingyu chased after a few emoticons later, Lingling took off her phone and ignored it.

Not many people stayed to work overtime on weekends. Except for those who were in a hurry to hand in their manuscripts, the others basically left after eight o'clock, and there were less than ten people left.

Usually after nine o'clock, if Zhuo Pai is still in the company, he will invite everyone to have a midnight snack. If he is not there, he will also ask everyone to call for a midnight snack. The next day, he will be reimbursed by the financial department. Lingling will get up to activities when it is almost nine o'clock. Get down, get ready to go to the bathroom, and leave. When passing by Zhuo Pai's office, he finds that he hasn't left yet and is still talking on the phone.

After going to the toilet, Ling Ling washed her hands in the sink outside. Hearing some movement in the hall on the other side, he stretched his head and saw all the colleagues who stayed overtime poured into the front hall, noisy and excited, and Zhuo Pai was also there. , still calling his name, shouting loudly: "Xiao Ling, where did Xiao Ling go? Wasn't he still there just now? Quickly, go and ask Director Ling to come over for supper. Mr. Shen bought it specially."

Lingling was a little confused and froze in front of the sink, what's going on?Why did Shen Mingyu come to the door without saying hello?

Hearing the sound of people happily eating supper in the front hall, Ling Ling knew in her heart that this was not just a supper, but that Party A came to read the manuscript in person, and the client once sat at the computer desk to stare at the manuscript When the bad memories came up, Lingling almost wanted to jump off the building and escape.

The working mode that Party A is used to is what Ling Ling hates the most. There is no such thing as a cigarette in his mouth, standing on the edge of the computer desk, pointing his finger at the computer screen, just recalling the previous picture , Lingling's blood pressure soared.

I didn't expect that Shen Mingyu, who has studied abroad for so many years, would also play this trick, so I was really mistaken.

Lingling was still huddled in front of the washbasin. There was a back door facing the hall from here. He could escape directly from here, but——he looked in the direction of his office, and the laptop was still inside. If he wanted to take the computer with him, he would It is inevitable to collide with Shen Mingyu head-on, if you don't bring a computer, it will be too uncomfortable...

He was still hesitating, when he heard Zhuo Pai say loudly again: "Xiao Ling is here, he didn't leave, he has been working overtime late every night recently, don't bother me, Xiao Ling, Mr. Shen came here specially for you Yes, I even bought your favorite supper! Come here quickly!"

Zhuo Pai's voice was so loud that Shen Mingyu couldn't continue pretending to be dead, so he walked out staggeringly. On the conference table in the front hall, a company's friends who worked overtime gathered together for supper. Shen Mingyu smiled and said through the glass door. look at him.

Lingling pursed her lips tightly, and really wanted to travel back three hours ago and punch herself who sent a message saying that she was working overtime at night.

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