The Pentium Era - South to North

Chen Yaqin suddenly opened the door and saw that standing at the door was not Ren Rongrong, but Meng Ping, holding a casserole in both hands and several vest bags hanging on her wrists. Chen Yaqin was stunned for a moment, and then said "Ah!" With an exclamation, she thought of herself being barefoot and wearing a nightgown with nothing underneath.

Especially today, I didn’t wash my face, didn’t brush my teeth, my hair is unkempt, and maybe there’s even eye poop in the corners of my eyes.

Chen Yaqin exclaimed "Ah!" and then shouted: "Wait, wait, wait, don't come in, oh, oh, come in, come in..."

The man had turned and fled.

She escaped into the bedroom, hurriedly changed her clothes, then opened the door and went to the bathroom. When she went to the bathroom, she stretched her head and looked into the living room. She saw Meng Ping standing in the living room. Chen Yaqin said sit down, sit down, Lao Meng, sit down.

She had already entered the bathroom and walked to the mirror in front of the sink to take a look. Fortunately, the face in the mirror was not unkempt and there was no eye mucus in the corners of her eyes. Chen Yaqin took a long breath and hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face.

Chen Yaqin walked outside to the living room and burst into laughter. She saw Meng Ping sitting on the sofa, his waist straight and holding the casserole in his hand.

Chen Yaqin smiled and said: "Put it down, why are you still holding it?"

Meng Ping said: "Your place is so clean, but I'm worried about the oil on the bottom of the pot. I don't know where to put it."

"What?" Chen Yaqin asked.

"Dinner, oh, claypot chicken." Meng Ping said.

Chen Yaqin wanted Meng Ping to put it on the dining table. After thinking about it, she took a few newspapers, spread them on the coffee table, and said to Meng Ping, "Put it down."

Meng Ping put down the casserole, then picked up the vest bags at his feet, put them on the coffee table, and took out the disposable lunch boxes from inside.

Chen Yaqin looked outside. It was already dark and a day had passed. She asked strangely: "How do you know I didn't have dinner?"

"If a person can eat normally, he can go to work normally." Meng Ping said, "You didn't even go to work today."

"Then you, you can call me and we go out to eat." Chen Yaqin said.

"Can you get through on the phone?" Meng Ping asked, "Also, for a person who can't eat normally and go to work, generally speaking, she prefers to stay at home and doesn't like to go out. Hey, hey, you have a bowl. Chopsticks, or should I use these disposable chopsticks?"

"Oh, yes." Chen Yaqin ran away.

"There's also a spoon." Meng Ping chased after him.

Chen Yaqin brought the bowls, chopsticks and spoons over, and Meng Ping opened the lid of the casserole. Chen Yaqin couldn't help but exclaimed: "It smells so good."

Meng Ping looked at her and said, "Have you not eaten for a day?"

Chen Yaqin nodded.

Meng Ping scooped up half a bowl of soup and told Chen Yaqin to drink the soup first, then eat meat and vegetables.

Chen Yaqin said thank you, picked up the bowl and took a sip. She opened her eyes wide and shouted, "It's delicious, Lao Meng, this chicken soup is really delicious."

Meng Ping smiled and said: "I know it tastes good, this restaurant does a good job."

Chen Yaqin pointed to the casserole and asked: "Where is the hotel that packs this and asks you to take this away?"

"Xiasha, the boss is an acquaintance." Meng Ping said, "I'll just give it back to her next time."

"It's so far away, why do you run down to buy food?" Chen Yaqin said.

"I know it's delicious there. I'm a foreigner and I'm not familiar with other places. Also, there is a pattern to the packaged dishes." Meng Ping said.

Chen Yaqin asked curiously: "What's the rule?"

"That is, anything served from a big hotel will not taste good. You must go to a small restaurant."

Meng Ping said, and Chen Yaqin thought about it, and it really made sense.

"By the way, with so many dishes, should I drink some wine? You don't even have wine, right?" Meng Ping asked.

Chen Yaqin nodded.

Meng Ping smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are an ascetic, and you treat yourself like this?"

"Busy, busy. I went to the office as soon as I opened my eyes. I couldn't care less."

Chen Yaqin said that she remembered, put down the bowl, stood up and ran into the kitchen. After a while, she ran out with an unopened bottle of Jiafan wine in her hand. This was when she first moved here, and she went to buy some oil and salt. I bought the soy sauce, vinegar and sugar together to use as cooking wine, but after buying it, the pot was never cooked here.

"Is this okay?" Chen Yaqin asked.

Meng Ping said yes, Chen Yaqin raised the bottle and asked doubtfully, can it still be drunk? It has been stored for more than a year and has the shelf life expired.

"Bring it here, wine has no shelf life." Meng Ping said, "I wonder if the wine gets better as it gets older? You are still from Shaoxing. Your daughter Hong from Shaoxing, is she buried in the ground when she is just born? dig it out?"

"This is a legend. Anyway, my mother never buried me when she gave birth to me." Chen Yaqin said.

"Whether you have buried it or not, you won't know until you get married. Maybe they have already buried it and are waiting to surprise you." Meng Ping said.

Chen Yaqin smiled and gave Meng Ping the wine, then took a cup and said to Meng Ping, "You drink, I eat, I'm starving to death."

She took the vest bag where the meal was kept and took out a box of lunch. She saw that there were two boxes of medicine in the bag and asked, what are these? Are there any medicines packed in the hotel?

"I bought it near the restaurant." Meng Ping said. "Half of the people who can't go to work and eat normally are in a bad mood, and the other half may be because they have a cold. It seems like you are the former."

Chen Yaqin's heart warmed up as she listened, and she said, "But I'm not in a bad mood. I'm in a good mood now."

When saying this, Chen Yaqin felt guilty. She was indeed in a good mood now, but what about during the day and last night?

"This dish is so delicious." Chen Yaqin quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Lao Meng, when did you come?"

"This afternoon, you've already given up your job. Why don't I, the boss, come over here in such a hurry that I'm pissed off?"

"Who said I quit?"

"No, you don't want to quit?" Meng Ping looked at Chen Yaqin and asked, "That's great! In this case, I don't need to say anything else. I have been thinking about how to convince you, okay, eat food, eat vegetable."

"I just couldn't get angry and felt unmotivated, so I was too lazy to go out in the morning." Chen Yaqin said.

"What are you angry about?"

"I'm angry..." Chen Yaqin felt that she couldn't say what she was angry about. She asked Meng Ping: "By the way, I didn't go to work. Was it Lao Ni who called you?"

"No." Meng Ping shook his head, "It's Ma Li. However, when Ma Li was giving me a blow, Lao Ni was beside me, and he was still holding it. Boss, you know that no matter how anxious you are in your heart, you won't be happy on the surface. He has to carry it himself, but he really hopes that I can take care of it."

"Aren't you the boss too?"

"no the same."

"What's different?"

"First, we belong to two generations. His generation's way of doing things is different from ours. It doesn't matter who is good or bad. Second, he is your full-time boss, and pole and I are both part-time. Your amateur boss, sometimes, amateur bosses are more effective than full-time bosses, because no matter how much hostility you have towards full-time bosses, you won’t pass it on to our amateur bosses, right?”

Chen Yaqin chuckled: "This boss is divided into full-time and amateur?"

"Of course, it's like when I used to work in a government agency. In the same yard, all the people with higher positions than me were my leaders. But these leaders are very different from each other. The leaders who are farther away from me are different from me. When we are together, we become more easy-going. Even if they have high positions, such as secretary and mayor, they will joke with me casually.

"But the closer the leaders are, the more serious they are. For example, our director never jokes with me."

"Why?" Chen Yaqin asked.

"There is a direct conflict of interest. A little brat like me, my promotion has not reached the level of the secretary or mayor, but our director is in charge. If he does whatever he wants, he will think whether it is good for him or not." I released incorrect information, and at the same time, I was worried that other colleagues would see it and feel uncomfortable, thinking that my boss was particularly appreciative of me, which would dampen everyone's enthusiasm for climbing up the corporate ladder."

"It's so complicated."

"Yes, wherever there are people, it is a small society. A thousand people together will naturally form a small society of a thousand people. A hundred people together will form a small society of a hundred people. Three people together will be the same. A small society of three people will also be formed, and all the problems of the big society will also be condensed into this small society of three people.

"It's not that a threesome must have my master, but there must be a distinction between closeness and superiority. Otherwise, if three people all want to be the eldest brother, this small society will be extremely unstable. Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are about the same ability. Their structure is stable because they have a coward like Liu Bei as their eldest brother. The same goes for Liangshan. Neither Wu Song nor Lin Chong can be the eldest brother. Only the coward Song Jiang can.

"Cowards are often the coagulant and lubricant of a small society."

As Meng Ping spoke, Chen Yaqin kept smiling. When Meng Ping finished speaking, Chen Yaqin said, "Where did you learn this set of fallacies?"

"Whatever fallacies, these are all summed up by myself. They are unforgettable and bloody lessons." Meng Ping said.

"What lesson?"

"Me, I am a lesson." Meng Ping said, "When I first entered the agency, I was full of energy and worked hard to do well in all aspects and show my best side, and the results really showed. I I am recognized by everyone as one of the most capable and smart young cadres in our compound, but when it comes time to be promoted, I am often not included.

"Do you know why? Because during team discussions, some people will always say that Xiao Meng's performance in all aspects is good, but he is not mature enough. Should he practice more? Passed without objection.

"What is maturity? Can an immature person be capable? Will he work better than others? Doesn't it make sense? I figured it out later. It's not that I'm not mature enough, but that I'm not timid enough. I'm too sharp and too capable. It's my fatal wound.

"Think about it, when you want to promote a section chief, all the section chiefs participate in the evaluation. When you want to promote a director, the same goes for all the section chiefs. For me, when I become a section chief, I am one of the best in the section. Feng, when you become the director, you are the best in the department. Is there any other way for others to survive? Even the director is worried that after I become the section chief, I will soon threaten his position as director.

"So, Xiao Meng is not mature enough. If I practice more, it will become everyone's consensus. I will become a celebrity in the compound. Everyone is very good to me. But when it comes to the critical moment, who can help me?" None. At this time, I realized that only cowards will become the core of a small society.

"Unfortunately, it's too late to understand. After a person becomes a smart person in everyone's eyes, it is no longer possible for you to become a coward. Everyone knows that you are pretending to be a coward, although many cowards are just pretending. , but they know that they are the smart ones if they pretend to give in from the beginning.

"Just like Liu Bei, he showed from the beginning that I was your eldest brother, but I was very timid in fighting. Later, the work of fighting and killing naturally became the responsibility of the second and third brothers. I was only responsible for the rear. Lord."

"Yes, it sounds reasonable, Lao Meng." Chen Yaqin smiled.

"It's not what it sounds like, it's me who is the truth itself." Meng Ping said with a smile, "Come on, let's talk about you, what's going on with you? Wait, don't say it, let me tell you, okay? Lao Ni fired Ren Rongrong. , you think it’s unfair, don’t you? You feel that Ren Rongrong has done nothing wrong, and you usually have a good relationship with her, so you feel that you have to stand up for her, and it’s not satisfying if you don’t stand up, right? "

Chen Yaqin nodded.

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