as pure as a radish

Three days later, Gita's dream was shattered.When receiving the notice of Corey's promotion to department manager, Gita exclaimed in the office, "How can this be?? Can this be promoted??" She didn't consider that the new manager, Corey, was sitting between her two desks. In addition, everything said and done about her can be easily heard and seen.

No one responded to Gita, everyone is much more sensible than Gita.

"If you have an opinion, you can report it upward." Corey stood up and walked to the front of several rows of desks, "The company has been in operation for more than a year or two, and the rules and regulations in all aspects are very complete, and there is a way for you to raise it upwards. "Corey had a very domineering expression on his very young face.

"Oh, that's not what I meant." Gita quickly redeemed.

"That's good." Corey walked towards Gita's work station, looking down at Gita who was sitting stupidly on the seat, "Of course, you must raise any issues. Democracy is the most important spirit of the department."

"Yes, yes." Gita nodded like a pounding garlic.

"The supervisor came to my office, let's talk about the next step of the department's development." Corey said as he turned his back to Gita.

Gita was like a marionette, when Corey moved, she followed.

An hour later, Gita returned to the office area, and sat in her seat in a daze thinking about something. The next person was called into Corey's office.Today, one by one, they entered the office one by one and were "heart-to-heart-talked" by Corey.I was the last one, and it was my turn when the sun was about to set in the afternoon.

Seeing them come out of the office one by one with a lot of thoughts, I also have an aversion to entering the office, but I want to meet Corey who is sitting in the manager's seat for a while.

Pushing open the door of the manager's room, I was not used to changing people in that position, and it took a few seconds for my mind to realize that the child-like person sitting in that position was our department manager——Corey. Corey's face looks younger than her actual age, and without looking into her eyes, she looks like a middle and high school student.

Corey straightened her back and looked at me with flooded eyes, as if she wasn't tired at all from the non-stop talking all day.

"Let's talk about your future career plans first." Corey said after allowing me to sit in the chair across from her desk.

"There is no plan." I am too lazy to make up some good-sounding and obedient words to talk about, and I am unwilling to express my true thoughts. This is not something that can be shared.

Corey looked at me suspiciously, and I could feel her scrutinizing eyes, and the place where her eyes passed was cold. "Do you have any comments on the company's personnel arrangement this time?" Corey skipped the previous question and entered a new questioning session.

"No problem." I said briefly.

Corey was not satisfied with my answer, and said with her dignity as a superior, "It's okay to say that it's inappropriate."

Corey is indeed the material for controlling people. She can speak in a weird way, with an accent, and can even use her position advantage to speak and speak on the line. If she doesn't take the road of managing people in this life, it will be a loss of her talent.

"I can't think of any opinions." I still prevaricate.

Corey glanced at me disdainfully, curled his lips and said, "In the future, I will pay more attention to collective affairs. It's not enough to just be able to do work, and besides, I haven't done a good job, right?"

With no excuses, I said calmly, "Yeah."

With my head half down, I still felt the hateful gaze from Corey.

Corey: "The department needs to develop well in the next step. It took a lot of time in the past. Now it will be impossible if we don't catch up. I have discussed it with the supervisor. In the future, everyone must improve the efficiency and quality of work. Will be merciful."

Did she just rely on threats to make everyone who entered the office panic?I seem to like analyzing Corey's behavior, I think it's probably because looking at her every move from an objective point of view won't make my stomach hurt, otherwise I might feel nauseous again.

Corey: "Of course, there must be clear rewards and punishments. If you do a good job, you will have opportunities."

This is the so-called slap a sweet date?I thought about this question.

Corey: "Your situation is quite special. You may have had no opportunities in your life before, but it's different here. I don't talk about those pedantic things here. As long as you have the ability and work hard, everyone has a chance."

Is this wooing?Almost, but this can only fool a three-year-old.If an adult dares to pin his hopes on a person who wants to steal the results of other people's work, then he may only be able to ask for more blessings...

Corey: "Do you have any questions? You can ask anything, democracy."

I shake my head.I don't want to waste too much time with false and full of pitfalls, and I risk vomiting if I spend a second with her.

Before leaving, Corey arranged a new work task for me, which sounded nice, but it was actually extremely trivial and chaotic.People who have worked in this company for four years will not be able to tell which tasks are really good tasks, and which tasks will only consume people to death? Corey, don't underestimate people...

Back at the work station, the sun has completely set, and the window has become much darker.I was tidying up the table under the bright light, and I accidentally bumped into a vase containing gardenias. My body reacted quickly and helped stabilize the vase.

However, one of the petals, which was not particularly strong, fell off from the flower branch during the shaking. I picked up this petal, and its texture was very dry, and it was even a bit rough to the touch, but its fragrance stayed for a long time , to this day it is almost as fragrant as when I bought it.

"Stop focusing on meaningless and time-wasting things like arranging flowers. If you have this time, it's better to do your job well." Before I could figure out what to do with this petal, Corey suddenly appeared in the office district.

Her manager's office can directly lead to the corridor without passing through our office area. She must have come here for some purpose.

I turned around and Corey saw the petals in my hand, "Yo, dried flowers. That saves time wasting. You know how to enjoy yourself, and you have to put decorations on your desk."

I made up my mind not to throw this petal away, I should find a small transparent box to hold it.

Corey: "Where are they?"

I put the petals in my palm, "It's almost seven o'clock..."

"Seven o'clock?" Corey sneered, "It's still early, the company next door closes at seven o'clock."

I really want to tell her that our company is our company and the company next door is the company next door, but I don't want to say a word to her.

"Hey, then you should get off work too, you can still play with flowers when you go back so early." After speaking, Corey walked away proudly.

I looked at her back and became more and more irritable. I even wanted to rush up and hit her with my bare hands, but after a few minutes of calming down, I changed my mind. Of course I didn't tolerate her, I just felt like hitting her with my bare hands Far from being interesting enough.