Long time no see, Mr. Qin

Chapter 19 Between us, like vines and trees (6)

In fact, I have always been angry. I don’t know where it came from. It may be the alienation this city gave me, or its cold rejection gesture that seemed to look down on everything, just like that man, with lazy eyes. But it's frighteningly sharp.

I got here, no one knew me, and I was thinking, how am I going to fight?And how to find a job?
I didn't work after several interviews, I didn't have enough experience, and I didn't like the job that passed the interview, and I was wandering around.Although T City is also a bustling city, it is still far behind the international city Shanghai.Many people here are talented students from foreign colleges and universities, and the only thing that makes me look different is that I used to be the marketing manager of a company under Ruiyu, and my work experience is my advantage.

A big company that finally interviewed finally hired me, but whether I can really stay will not be known until after the probationary period.

The boss is called Zhang Yuntian, he is very strict, he rarely smiles, his face is always sullen, as numb as a sculpture.

People here are very cold, maybe not cold, but their warm side has never bloomed for me.Most of the time they speak Shanghainese, speaking brazenly in front of me, I can't understand them at all, I can only feel their flirtatious flirting, which is very uncomfortable.

When I returned to the rented house at night, I thought of a novel I had read.The novel is about a woman who loves a man very much, but the man uses her and then abandons her.The woman left without asking for anything, went to Beijing, made her own way in a big city, and finally became a well-known CEO.When I was young, I had such a dream, just like now, but when I really plunged into this ocean of reality, I felt that it was just a myth.Without asking for a penny, an ordinary woman came to Beijing and became a well-known CEO. These elements seem to be difficult to piece together with any logic.

Strange regions, strange crowds, strange spaces, strange living rules, and even the air around you are strange.I often miss the days when I was in T City. I went to university there, and then I found a decent job. I worked hard all the way, and I had my own circle, friends, and a small house, but I had to leave my hometown. When I came here, there was still a part of my heart that didn't give in, and my chest hurt from the shock, and I writhed in pain.

For the first three months, I survived the pain and suffering every day.Later, I studied Shanghainese day and night, chatting with others, even if I had a hot face and a cold ass, it didn't matter.

I learned a lot from my boss.Gradually, he also valued me a little bit.He said that he valued the hard work in me, as if there was something pressing in my blood, and it could always burst out with huge energy.There are fewer and fewer girls like this now, he often laments.

Once when I was traveling with me to dinner, I saw a newspaper in the car, and I flipped through it out of boredom.When I saw Qin Ziyang's face, I turned over subconsciously.I don't want to know this person, he has nothing to do with me.

"Why, do you know this person?" The boss is not an ordinary person, his eyes are very poisonous, and he seems to have spied something from my movements.

I wanted to say I didn't know him, but when I looked up, I couldn't lie when I saw the boss' eyes.

"Well, it used to be my boss."

"Qin Ziyang is a good young man. His family background is strong, but he is neither arrogant nor impatient when he starts his business."

"It's rare for Director Zhang to have such a high opinion of a person."

"I was robbed of an order by him last time, hehe." When the man said this, he didn't feel jealous or unwilling to be robbed of the order. He shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. His movements were natural and not awkward. the wind.

"I didn't expect his business to come to Shanghai."

"Their family has a lot of influence in this generation, especially his aunt..." The man leaned on the back of the car, loosened his tie, and sighed.

"Zhang Dong's family is also..."

"Me? I'm not."

"Did Zhang Dong start from scratch?"

"It doesn't count. I have been sheltered by my family to some extent, but it was only at the beginning, and they can't help much now."

"Mr. Zhang must be very capable." I praised him sincerely.

"I just like the feeling of working hard with my own hands, which is very fulfilling." He said with a smile.

It's really rare to see him smile, and it's rare to chat with him so easily.You must know that a few months ago, this man gave me the impression that he was basically serious, harsh, respectful, serious in doing things, strict with himself, and even more strict with others.Especially in several meetings, my different views and opinions directly offended him, which made many people sweat.My heart was beating wildly at the time, after all, I was just a small employee, but I openly accused him of wrongdoing, but I can't change my temperament wherever I go, unless I am no longer Su Nianjin.

"What are you thinking about? You are the most thoughtful and stubborn among the employees I have ever met, but you are quite like me when I was young, daring to speak the truth."

"Truth?" I couldn't help being stunned. Doesn't that mean that his views last time were fallacies.

"I've always been brave enough to admit my mistakes." He said lightly.

"Zhang Dong, I..."

"Speak, I knew you had something to say."

"Well, Zhang Dong, I want to do some work by myself, do you think it's possible?"

"Bring some work by yourself..." He said playfully, "Could it be that you want to do it alone?"

"Not really, I just want to run something myself, I can't work for others for the rest of my life, can't I?"

His expression immediately became serious, and the rare joy on his face was also put away, turning into a frozen sternness.

"I just said that you are hardworking, but you want to do it recklessly. You are just nonsense. Su Nianjin, people must be pragmatic. Don't climb a step today, and think of the top of the mountain tomorrow. Sooner or later, you will fall."

I bit my lip, stubbornly.After being scolded harshly, I suddenly felt like an ocean was passing by, cool and damp so that I couldn't breathe.

Maybe it was because what I said that day offended the boss. I felt that he treated me differently than before. He was always harsher to me than others, and his face was always sullen like a zombie. Even he used to ask me Some of my opinions are now directly skipped by me.Many colleagues have also felt this change. The social circle that was just getting better is now deadlocked, or even worse.Sometimes it is like this. In the unit, everyone is a genius, and the boss favors you very much. You are like a celebrity in front of the emperor. You are always praised. Once you fall down, the ice waiting for you below Feng Xueyu, hehe.I'm used to it in T City, let alone here, I'll get through it if I grit my teeth.

Half a year passed by like this.Six months really passed by very quickly, as if the respite was coming, and sometimes I felt that they passed really slowly, counting the minutes and seconds, looking at the calendar, and getting over it little by little.

"Su Nianjin, go to dinner with me today, you are ready."

I was a little surprised to be called out for no reason, but then I nodded and said yes, feeling uneasy and excited at the same time, thinking that it is good after all, it is better for the boss to find you than to be ignored.

"Let me introduce to you, this Mr. Huang is engaged in home decoration. The largest decoration company in Shanghai belongs to him. Xiao Su, don't you want to bring in some work? Ask Mr. Huang for advice if you have nothing to do." The boss said He handed me the wine glass and gestured with his eyes.

I hurriedly understood, stood up with a smile and filled up the wine, "Come on, Mr. Huang, I respect you."

Mr. Huang took it happily, his eyes curled up with a smile, and he kept squinting even after putting down the wine glass.

"Old Zhang, I didn't expect you to take such good care of your subordinates. It's not bad, it's becoming more and more human..."

These words sounded innocuous at first glance, but the combination of that expression, that tone, and that posture seemed too ambiguous.

"Hehe, it's far worse than you, Mr. Huang. I just see that this girl is not easy, and it's rare to have a hard work. It's very similar to you and me at that time."

"Oh?" Mr. Huang sighed suspiciously, and couldn't help but look at me a few more times.

"The surname is Su, right? Since you, Mr. Zhang, said so, then you can come to me if you don't understand anything. Mr. Mr. Zhang has my mobile phone number, so just let him ask for it."

I hurried to say thank you.

At the entrance of the hotel, everyone shook hands and said goodbye. Mr. Huang got into his black car, and I stood there.

"What are you doing?" He opened the car door and waited for me there.

I walked over with my head down, not knowing what to say, but I also felt that there were a lot of things I wanted to say.

"Thank you." I said when I was sitting in the back seat, my voice was not loud, as if I had lost my confidence.

"Why are you guilty?"

I was silent for a while, then suddenly raised my head and looked at him beside me, "Dong Zhang, thank you so much, I thought..."

"Huh?" He raised an eyebrow.

"It's nothing, just thank you very much." I was a little excited.You must know that although I tell myself every day that it’s nothing, it’s normal for the boss to treat you like an ancient king, and it’s hard to guess the emperor’s heart, it’s no big deal.But every person in the workplace will always have a huge psychological change because of a few words from his boss. It is false to say that he doesn't care, it is all self-hypnosis.

I remember that when I saw Zhang Dong's frozen and serious face this morning, I was still cursing him to go out and fall into the well, and now I am very grateful.

Sure enough, a glance or a casual help from the superior can bring us great feelings.

"It's no use thanking me. I'm just helping you lead the way. How it works depends on your own efforts."

At this moment, the car just turned a corner, and the lights from the side of the road came in and shone on his face. His eyes were a little red, with bloodshot eyes, and his expression looked extremely tired.

"In fact, this road is not easy to walk. Working for others has the benefits of working for others. Working for yourself, you have to carry everything by yourself, and you have to carry it even if you try your best. If you can't carry it and fall, no one will accompany you, you will die. It’s good, but I’m afraid I’ll be broken into half.”

"I think half-disabled is better than dead. After death, nothing is left. Although half-disabled is painful, pain is actually a kind of experience."

"Little girl doesn't know what pain is." He laughed, and then reached into his pocket to find out.

"Is there a fire?" he asked.

"I don't smoke."

"Girls are smoking more and more now. I went to a meeting a few days ago and saw many pretty girls in the hall with cigarettes in their mouths." His expression relaxed, as if he was talking to I chatter about homework.

"I'm definitely not there. I'm sensitive to the smell of smoke, maybe it's because my heart is not good, and I subconsciously resist irritating things."

"What's an irritating thing?" He suddenly lowered his body and brushed his face against my thigh inadvertently. As soon as I dodged back, he got up with a pack of matches in his hand.

He compared matches to me, meaning it was unintentional just now.

I shrugged my shoulders, smiled, and watched him skillfully stroke the fire and light the smoke, inexplicably thought of another face, and quickly shook my head again.

"Mr. Zhang likes to light a fire with matches?"

He was stunned for a moment, and took a puff of cigarette with a smile, "When I was young, I was full of energy, lost my money in business, and refused to bow to my family. I got so mixed up that I only had money to buy matches, and fifty cents could light a lot of cigarettes."

"I didn't expect Zhang Dong to have such a long time."

"So, little girl, it's not easy to do it by yourself." After finishing speaking, he said to the driver, "Drive slowly."

Later I went to find Mr. Huang.He was lukewarm towards me at first, then deliberately made things difficult for me, and then he was kind and pleasant, but he was always deliberately provocative in front of Zhang Dong.No, the word provocative is not an accurate description. To be precise, it is ambiguous, that kind of expression that is extremely ambiguous.

That night, I took the job for the first time by myself. I hired a few people, and all the materials and so on were obtained through Mr. Huang, but there were very few customers. casual work.

When I got off work in the evening, Mr. Zhang drove over. He lowered the car window and motioned me to go up with his eyes.

I sat in naturally.

The more time passed, the more I felt that this boss was nice, he looked serious, but he gradually became like a friend.

He is now 38, about [-] years old, but he doesn't look old at all. It makes people feel like a mature man. There are seas in those eyes, yes, there is a whole sea in them.

I don't know who I have suffered for.

"Why do you look so depressed?" Just as he was about to light a cigarette, he seemed to think of something and extinguished it.I looked at him with some gratitude. I had a bad cold recently and coughed non-stop when I smelled smoke.

"Feeling tired."

"Is it because the life is not going well?"

"Well, there are no customer resources."

"You have to find this yourself."

"But there are no connections and no one recommends them. Those customers seem to have identified the place and always go to certain brands."

"Brands are also created by branding. If you don't have one, you have to find a way. People rely on one mouth, two hands, and two feet. Nothing is impossible. Don't take your face too seriously. When you have no status or status, this thing It's useless to pull, grab, intercept, and drag those customers over."

He tapped my nose.Recently, he has made a lot of movements like this, and I feel very uncomfortable, but when I look at him, seeing his sincere expression and the way he talks about things, I feel that I must be thinking too much.

"Are you short of funds?" He asked me suddenly, seemingly casually, but the eyes that looked at me suddenly became a little more unusually bright.

"No shortage." I paused, thought for a while, and added: "For now."

"That's good." He patted the back of my hand lightly.

Later on a business trip to Beijing, he asked me to go with him.I don't know why when I heard this news, I felt very uncomfortable. One thing that can't be ignored is that there have been rumors and gossips coming out these days, mostly about that stuff.Some said that I was his mistress, and some said that I was having an affair with the boss, and the rumors were even more exaggerated. It was true that I went to bed with him in any place, in what clothes and clothes. , the whole process is so detailed that it seems that this person is watching from the side.

I have always remained silent. I know this kind of thing, and it gets darker and darker.However, when I met Zhang Dong again, I began to pay attention to my sense of proportion.

It was raining heavily that day, and it sounded like beans had hit the ground.

His black big galloped over.

"Get in the car." He gestured with his lips.

I shook my head.

His face darkened a lot.

"Comrade Su Nianjin, I'm ordering you to get in the car as your boss. I have a detailed discussion with you about the company." His voice sank, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Seeing that I couldn't escape, I had to get in the car.As soon as I entered, I felt that the car was very cramped, dull and depressing.

I heard his heavy breathing, which was a little different from before.

"Zhang Dong, have you been drinking?"

"Drink some." He said quietly, "Just a little."

Smelling the strong smell of wine and listening to his thick tongue voice that seemed inescapable, I knew there must be a lot.

"Why refuse?" He asked suddenly, turning his head so quickly that I jumped.

"I'm afraid I'm not competent." This is the excuse I've thought of.

"When did you learn to lie, little girl? Don't you always get more courageous when you get frustrated, and your stubborn nature is always clamoring to make a difference. Why do you suddenly say such unfounded words!"

"Zhang Dong, I really can't do it."

"Give me a reason." The more he said, the closer he got to me, and finally his whole face came closer, and the unpleasant smell of alcohol hit my nose, making me quickly turn my head away, and stubbornly leaned into the corner shrink.

"Why are you afraid of me? Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Su Nianjin, you don't know how long I've been paying attention to you. I come here half an hour early every day just to see how you look when you go to work in the morning, with your face facing the light , It looks very beautiful from my angle. I just like your little girl's usual drive, full of energy all over your body, I often feel younger when I look at you. "

The big hand took my hand and slowly tightened it.

"Zhang Dong, you really drank too much."

"I'm not much, I'm very awake." He lowered his head to my face, sniffing something.

I leaned back desperately, but he simply leaned over and pressed on me.

(End of this chapter)