Green Bamboo Green - Blossoms on the Moshang

Cheng Jian didn't know how Fang Qingqing got over the psychological hurdle, but she did think a little more.The problems they will face in the future may be the same, but their ability to deal with the problems is different.

Fang Qingqing has just passed the stage of a newcomer in the workplace, and her future development direction, her career plan, and even what she wants to do are not very clear.

This world is very realistic, and only with enough strength can one have more voice.So the self-confidence she possesses, Fang Qingqing can't have at present, and the strength and firmness in her heart cannot be shared. Only her own growth can make her feel at ease.

So one Friday night, after Fang Qingqing ran back, she found that Cheng Jian was not working in the study as usual, but was sitting on the sofa, watching TV leisurely. Fang Qingqing glanced curiously at the documentary channel.

"Are you back? Go wash it up. I've cut the fruit and waited for you to eat it." Cheng Jian stood up and took out the cut fruit in the crisper from the refrigerator.

"Oh, okay." Fang Qingqing was a little surprised, but didn't think too much.It was May, and Shencheng was already hot. She was covered in sweat and urgently needed to take a shower.

After taking a shower and wiping her hair, Fang Qingqing came out wearing a towel, walked to the tea table barefoot, and picked up a piece of cantaloupe to eat.

Cheng Jian asked her to sit down, took the towel and wiped it carefully for her. The hair was just cut, and the short hair was easy to wipe.Cheng Jian touched the protruding ears, the contours were straight, the earlobes were fleshy, and the ear bones were hard. He was a stubborn person.

Fang Qingqing picked up another piece of melon, lifted it to Cheng Jian's mouth, watched Cheng Jian take a bite, and then took it back to eat by herself. She was really hot and thirsty.

"It's hot, is it comfortable to run?" Cheng Jian asked as he ran his hands through his hair.

"Fortunately, it's quite enjoyable to sweat all over." Fang Qingqing raised her head and replied with a smile, showing her white teeth.

"Qingqing, aren't you busy with work recently?"

"In fact, the workload is about the same as before, but after getting familiar with the process, the efficiency has become higher."

"Then have you ever thought about learning something new in the spare time?"

"Well, I've thought about what to do, but I'm not sure yet." Fang Qingqing took out a tissue and wiped her hands.

"If you have any ideas, can you discuss them?" Cheng Jian sat beside her and asked with a smile.

Fang Qingqing put her legs on the sofa, faced Cheng Jian, touched her nose, and said quite seriously: "Look, if my major is not to do research, but to work in a company, then for the industry I have almost no specific knowledge. I have followed the factory for a period of time now, and I have heard some of your product introductions in the early stage. I only understand the production process of the company’s products, but I cannot have a deeper understanding and judgment. Although not It affects my work at the current stage, but it will limit my analysis in a deeper direction. For example, when I want to improve product revenue, I can’t judge where to start cost optimization.”

"Then do you want to learn more about the product?" Cheng Jian asked tentatively.If this is the case, she can guide Fang Qingqing, at least in the initial stage, she can be her guide.

Fang Qingqing didn't immediately affirm her guess, but her face was a little confused.Cheng Jian did not urge her, but let her slowly sort out her thoughts, and was willing to speak out her thoughts without reservation, so that her thinking would not be disturbed by her own words.

"Actually, I don't know whether I will continue to work in the current industry. This is just my first job. I came in without knowing, and I don't know whether I like it or not. It has been almost a year and a half now. I don’t have much deep love and interest. If I just stepped here because of the first step, I decided on the future path and put all my time and energy into it. Will the opportunity cost make me lose The possibility of doing what you really want to do?"

Fang Qingqing stared at Cheng Jian's face, her eyes were really full of doubts.

Cheng Jian suddenly realized that she was facing a very serious problem.Fang Qingqing is in the process of understanding life and finding herself. What she experiences and the people around her may affect her final judgment and choice.

And obviously, now that he took the initiative to uncover the cup, he became the first person she asked, and even had a major impact on her.She knew how much Fang Qingqing cared about her.

Cheng Jian looked at the face full of dependence and vigor, and suddenly felt that the principles she had originally imagined were somewhat powerless.

Fang Qingqing's life has infinite possibilities, even if she is allowed to go on her own, she may miss some opportunities and make some mistakes that she regrets, but life is free, and only the unknown can have unexpected splendor.

What I want to give to Fang Qingqing is to protect her to be herself, not to teach her to be someone else.

"Qingqing, is there anything you really want to do? Don't consider other people's opinions, or whether you have this ability at present." Cheng Jian said slowly.She knew that Fang Qingqing's question would eventually have to be answered by herself.

Fang Qingqing was suddenly a little embarrassed, she lowered her head, and thought for a while with her fingers, until Cheng Jian stepped forward to hold her hand, lest she twist too hard and her joints turned white.

"If I tell you, you promise you won't laugh at me?" Her face was slightly flushed.

"I promise not." Cheng Jian raised her hand as an oath.

"Actually, I like writing very much." Fang Qingqing's voice was not loud, but Cheng Jian could hear it clearly.Her first reaction was a little surprised, because she didn't expect it to be a field that was completely incompatible with their current work and life.

"Do you think it's unreliable?" Fang Qingqing kept watching her expression nervously while she was in a daze.

"No, I was just a little unexpected. Don't deny yourself." Cheng Jian hurriedly explained that she was afraid that her reaction would destroy a spark.

Seeing Fang Qingqing's nervous face, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, "Then do you plan to develop this into a career?"

"I didn't think about it. On the one hand, I don't have much knowledge and writing experience. As a profession, it may be difficult to support myself. Besides, I think it may not be so pure as a profession. Maybe I don't like it that much. It is." After finishing speaking, she smiled a little embarrassedly, fearing that her uncertainty would make Cheng Jian feel that she was unreliable.

"Then do you plan to develop it as a hobby and combine it with work?"

"Will this prevent me from going all out at both ends and being outstanding?" After all, Cheng Jian is such an excellent person, and she doesn't want to let herself be too bad.

"Qingqing, knowing what you want to do is just a starting point. How much you can do depends on how much effort you put in." Cheng Jian felt that her words might put too much pressure on her, and added: "Besides, compared to the universal The value is outstanding, and I think it is more important to live a life that satisfies me.”

Fang Qingqing looked at Cheng Jian, and suddenly stepped forward to kiss her. The smell of cantaloupe was still there, cool and sweet.

"Cheng Jian, it's good to meet you."