What do you want in life

Chapter 6 You entered my sky again (6)
"I heard that when you entered Nanxiang, it was your aunt who approached Manager Zhou?"

This straightforward sentence made Xiaoying blush in embarrassment.

In fact, it's not a big deal. Students who graduated from her class with a degree from a little-known college are not easy to find a stable job in an enterprise in the industrial park. No one can lead them. It doesn't seem to have any effect on her own jumping.

Liu Juan often reprimands her for being too honest in life and doing things, and she doesn't know how to read people's words. She fully accepts her aunt's criticism, but she is unwilling to change it. Some things may not be difficult to do, but they also need talent. In terms of contacting people, Xiaoying admits that her level is too low.

Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Fanglue blew and blown some unknown stains on his nails with satisfaction, and said like an old man: "It's nothing, I just look at the grades, no matter how you got in, as long as you do well, I will You won't treat him badly!"

"Manager Jiang, if you have anything to say, just speak up." Xiaoying couldn't get used to his way of speaking, so she changed her usual practice of never opening her mouth when giving lectures, and raised her head to interject.

Jiang Fang smiled at her, "I transferred you first because you did a good job in the previous period, but you still lack some experience. I might as well tell you straight up. I went to a meeting two days ago. The Ministry said that this year, each department will be given a chance to be promoted. Lao Yang and Lao Chen are both old, Tian Bin and Zhao Tao are not very smart, and Guo Jia has a bad temper. Only you, everything I don’t need to worry about it, and I have a good attitude, so I want to save this opportunity for you to be promoted, and it depends on whether you work hard or not!"

Xiaoying didn't quite believe the carrot that Jiang Fang hung in front of her eyes. Afterwards, she told Guo Jia exactly what Jiang Fang had said, and Guo Jia didn't believe it at all. It looks like he started the company! I think you have to be careful with him in everything, this guy has no skills, but he has a lot of thoughts, as cunning as a fox!"

The things in the new position are actually similar to the ones Xiaoying used to do, but the types of materials are different from the original ones, and it takes some time to memorize them, otherwise it is easy to send the wrong goods. It is a pity that the work is not as interesting as before, because I can no longer hang out with Guo Jiasi every day; another habit is that I need to take three shifts afterwards.

Working the middle shift and the night shift was very hard work. In the warehouse, there was a shift once a week. Xiaoying was quickly transferred to the middle shift, starting at three o'clock in the afternoon and working until eleven o'clock at night.

Thinking of going home at night and riding a bicycle on the dark road at night, Xiaoying's heart is unavoidable. Fortunately, her residence is close to the intersection, and she only needs to go through a short narrow path.

On the first day of middle shift, a worker from the workshop came to pick up the materials. Seeing that she was on duty, there was a lot of fuss. After a while, everyone who often came to the warehouse to work on the line knew that Li Zhen happened to be in middle school that day. Ben, there is nothing essential, but he still ran over.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the warehouse suddenly became quiet. Occasionally, there would be one or two orders to be shipped. Xiaoying sat alone at the desk and read a book, which was quite comfortable.

She recently enrolled in an evening school for an undergraduate major. She takes classes every weekend and studies at home the rest of the time. She feels that reading in such an environment is more effective than at home, because her nerves are tense and it is easy to concentrate, which is not like studying at home. When I was at home, my eyelids started to twitch before I turned a few pages of the book, because it was too easy to go to bed.

After turning a few pages of the book, Li Zhen appeared in front of her.

Seeing him coming, Xiaoying was surprised for a moment. She immediately closed the book and got up to greet him with a smile.

Li Zhen was still the same as before, always a little shy when seeing her, but he never flinched, "Why did you transfer to this class?"

Xiaoying thought, this is really hard to explain. She is not used to discussing the right and wrong of the leader in front of people other than Guo Jia, so she just smiled and asked him, "You want something?"

"No, no." Li Zhen hurriedly said, "I... just came to take a look, by the way, how do you get home at night?"

"Still riding a bike!"

Li Zhen stared at her, with a hint of worry on his face, "Why don't you wait for me after work, and I'll see you off. It's dangerous for girls to walk at night."

Xiaoying was afraid that he would mention this, and she didn't have a proper reason to refuse him, so she could only refuse him blindly, "No need, really no need."

But Li Zhen said as if he had made a deal with her: "That's it, we'll see you in the garage at eleven o'clock!"

Xiaoying still wanted to refuse, but Li Zhen had already run away.

As soon as he left, Xiaoying couldn't concentrate so much when she sat back in her seat and read a book.She really doesn't like Li Zhen's silent care, it is an invisible pressure to her, as if to force her to submit, this feeling is very bad, but Xiaoying doesn't know what to do to be able Let Li Zhen completely give up on himself.

The internal extension on Tian Bin's desk rang suddenly. Xiaoying woke up from her trance, and hurried over to answer it. Before she could speak, the voice from the receiver made her heart twitch involuntarily, "Tian Bin?"

"No." She replied awkwardly, "Tian Bin works early today."

"You are..." The other party paused suspiciously, as if he couldn't believe it.

Xiaoying took a deep breath, "I'm Han Xiaoying...Mr. Shen, what's the matter?"

For a while, Shen Juncheng didn't speak, Xiaoying couldn't bear it a little bit, so she had to take the initiative to say: "If there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

"Wait!" Only then did Shen Juncheng stop her, "I... want to check the actual size of the No. 1 mold on the F-2a drawing, can you find it out for me?"

Xiaoying quickly picked up a pen to record the data he said in the notebook, and answered quickly, "Okay, I will call you when I find it."

"Thank you!" Shen Juncheng said, and hung up the phone.

Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief on the spot, and immediately took out the mold ledger from the drawer, followed the index to find the storage address of the specific mold, and only took 3 minutes to find out the small piece of iron that was not too heavy.

Detailed information related to the mold was engraved on the inner wall of the iron block. Xiaoying copied the model and size one by one by lighting the lamp. Then, she picked up the microphone and dialed back to Shen Juncheng.

The extension of the general manager's office is very easy to remember, two eights and one zero, but Xiaoying has never dialed it before. For her, it is a number that is only kept on paper.

After the bell rang three times, Shen Juncheng picked it up, and Xiaoying hurriedly reported her home, "Mr. Shen, I'm Han Xiaoying from the warehouse. I found the size you want. They are: length 28 cm, width..."

Xiaoying reported all the data in one breath, Shen Juncheng remained silent, there was a slight rustling sound of writing, I don't know if it came from the receiver, or it was purely from Xiaoying's own imagination.

After a while, Shen Juncheng said slowly, "Okay, thank you!"

Xiaoying grinned silently, "You're welcome."

She was about to hang up the phone, but suddenly, Shen Juncheng said on the other end, "Can you send this mold to my office?"

Xiaoying was taken aback, and stood there holding the receiver, a little at a loss.

Probably feeling her inexplicable uneasiness, Shen Juncheng also seemed a little embarrassed. After a brief pause, he explained: "The size is different from what I imagined... er... I need to compare it with the real thing, there will be no delay You have been there for a long time. Or," he paused again, his voice sounded a bit erratic, "I can go to the warehouse to pick it up."

Hearing his last sentence, Xiaoying couldn't help laughing—he didn't need to pick it up in person at all, just find someone to come over.

With just such a slight smile, her mood suddenly relaxed.

"I can't leave now." She explained slowly, "There is only one person in the warehouse at night. If you are not in a hurry, I can drop by and drop by you when you get off work. Of course, it's okay if you want to come and pick it up yourself."

"No need, you'd better send it here." Shen Juncheng's tone was much more relaxed, as if there was a slight smile, "I'm not in a hurry."

At ten minutes to eleven, Zhao Tao came to change shifts.

Xiaoying went to the storage room to change her work clothes and came out, took the mold that had been registered and wrapped in newspaper, and planned to leave.

Zhao Tao expressed curiosity about the unknown item in her hand, "What is this?"

"Mould No. 2, Assistant Cao wants it, and I have already registered it." Xiaoying said the lines she had thought up in advance while walking, and when she arrived at the door, she suddenly realized something, turned her head and asked, "Do you want to take a look? "

"Oh, no need!" Zhao Tao hurriedly waved his hands.

Nanxiang's factory buildings consist of two buildings, one in front and one in the back, separated by a wide aisle, and closed in the same wall.

The building near the main entrance has three floors and is magnificent. The first floor is the workshop, the second floor is the entire administrative hall, and the third floor includes a restaurant and a small auditorium.

The No. [-] building shrunk behind the main building is divided into two floors. The ground floor is also the workshop, and the second floor includes the warehouse and logistics center.

Downstairs, Xiaoying came out from the side door. The cold air in the middle of the night suddenly enveloped her, and her hands and face without any covering suddenly felt a biting cold. Put on your scarf and gloves.

There are only a few steps from the second building to the main building. There is also a small door on the right side of the main building. It is easier to enter from there than to go around to the main entrance. Xiaoying saw that the side door was still open at the moment, so she went in and took the stairs directly to the second floor.

As she was walking up the safety stairs, a strange feeling gradually rose in her heart, like a white mist, spreading all over her body, and she felt a little bit of a trance, and she had to remind herself to restrain her mind.

After going up to the second floor, I stood at the entrance of the back door and looked inward. The administrative hall was very quiet late at night, and there was no one there. The door of the general manager's office was closed tightly, but the light from the frosted glass showed that there were still people inside.

Not allowing herself to think too much, Xiaoying took two deep breaths, then tightened the mold in her hand, and walked forward at a faster pace.

The moment she raised her hand to knock on the door, she suddenly felt that she looked so ridiculous. She was wearing a puffy cotton coat, her face was cold, but she was holding a piece of iron in her hand, as if she was going to murder for money.

After knocking on the door twice, she lowered her head and waited quietly. After a while, the door opened, and the first thing that rushed to her face was a wave of warm heat—the heating was naturally turned on in the general manager's room. Then, she raised her head, He saw Shen Juncheng's face.

"Mr. Shen, this is what you want." She was glad that she had returned to her most natural look and did not show timidity in front of him.

Shen Juncheng only wore a beige gray shirt, with one hand in his pocket, as if he was deep in thought.

Hearing this, he didn't look at the bag that Xiaoying handed over, but just stared at her face for a few seconds, with quiet and distant eyes, he couldn't tell what it contained.

When Xiaoying felt that the temperature on her face was rising uncontrollably, she heard him order, "Come in and talk."

The general manager's office is twice the size of an ordinary manager's room, and the furniture is more tasteful. I don't know if it was the layout of Mr. Zheng in the past or it was newly furnished after Shen Juncheng came. For Xiaoying, it is a A general strangeness.

After a random glance at the room, she put the mold together with the bag on the carpet against the wall. It didn't fit well on the table, it was oily.

When she straightened up, she saw Shen Juncheng walking towards her with a cup of tea, she took it flattered and thanked her repeatedly.

Shen Juncheng glanced at her, ignored her politeness, and just hummed lightly.

The door of the office is automatically closed, and it has already been firmly closed at this time. In the large space, there are only Shen Juncheng who is leaning against the desk and drinking coffee, and Han Xiaoying who is also holding a coffee cup but is at a loss.

If the voice in her body could be amplified, Xiaoying believed that her heart would beat louder than a war drum.

The silence makes the warm air overflowing with tension, as if the whole space is filled with strong gasoline, just a little spark can ignite everything.

It was Shen Juncheng who spoke first, breaking the suffocating scene, "Why are you working in middle school?"

As soon as he spoke, Xiaoying suddenly felt relieved, "Manager Jiang recently made adjustments, saying that we can exercise in different positions."

"Manager Jiang?" Shen Juncheng thought deeply, "You mean Jiang Fang?"

"Ah."

Shen Juncheng frowned, "He was tossing these things when he returned to the warehouse?"

Xiaoying fell silent, she always understood the reason to be cautious in words and deeds in front of the leader.

Shen Juncheng didn't care about her silence, he was not interested in Jiang Fang, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "How many years have you been in Nanxiang?"

When he was talking, he was always sideways facing Xiaoying. She could see a very faint expression on his sparsely browed facial features. As for what it was, she didn't quite understand.

"More than two years." To be exact, two years and three months.

"Han Xiaoying," he suddenly called her very clearly, this strange and familiar voice made Xiaoying's heart tremble uncontrollably.

Shen Juncheng turned his head slowly, and met her gaze that had been quietly watching him, "You really don't remember me anymore?"

The eyes he looked at her were so clear and so dreamy that Xiaoying didn't dare to look at her. She lowered her head and stared at the coffee in her cup. On the surface of the yellow and chaotic water, nothing from the past could be seen. shadow.

But she knew that she hadn't forgotten, and maybe she had never forgotten after so many years.

After a long time, she raised her head and looked at Shen Juncheng again. He was still staring at her intently. It was hard to tell whether it was expectation or disappointment in that look.

Xiaoying has two choices. She can freely admit that she recognized him early on, but that is undoubtedly showing to Shen Juncheng that she pretended to ignore him before; of course, she can continue to pretend to have amnesia It's just that it's a bit difficult to get everything between the two of them, and she knows that she can't do it at all.

So, she finally chose to throw away all the pretense, and smiled slightly, feeling a little pain in her chest for no reason, "I didn't expect to meet you here, Shen Juncheng."

They finally called each other's names in full and complete manner as in the past. This earnest address seemed to have a magical power, allowing them to sit in a time machine and travel back to the age of innocence.

Shen Juncheng suddenly turned his eyes away, and pulled the corner of his mouth, like a smile, but it was too faint to catch, "This city is too small."

It is indeed too small.

Eight years ago, he met her. Eight years later, when he came back, he met her again here.

Xiaoying pursed her lips and asked him, "How is it abroad?"

Shen Juncheng took a sip of coffee, shrugged and said, "Not bad."

Xiaoying smiled, "It seems to be a good choice, I said at that time, you should go out and have a look."

When she met him, he was worrying about whether to study at home or abroad.

"Really?" Shen Juncheng snorted again, turning the cup twice in his palm, he couldn't help turning his gaze to Xiaoying again, "This time... I came back with my girlfriend."

Xiaoying sensed something hidden in his eyes, peering at her coldly and quietly.

What does he want to see?She laughed in her heart, but the smile on her face grew stronger, "Congratulations."

"What about you? How are you? You can't be alone, right?" Shen Juncheng put down the cup and propped his hands on the table behind him.

"Still looking for it." She replied truthfully, with a smile on her face that never faded.

His anger seemed to be vented in an instant, he raised his face and looked at the ceiling, and when he looked back, the pretentiousness on his face was wiped away.

"Han Xiaoying, when I saw you last time, I thought you had changed, but now I realize that you haven't changed at all."

Xiaoying's smiling eyes gradually dimmed.

Has she really not changed at all?Only she knows - it's impossible.

The change of a person is something that no one can control. Sometimes, it may take a lifetime, and sometimes, it only takes a short moment, because of something or someone.

(End of this chapter)