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Why was he a little upset? After working for a while, he was absent-minded. He kept thinking that Song Juhan would just leave like this. I was afraid that I would ignore him for a long time, and he was a person who didn't know how to resolve conflicts. It wasn't because he was embarrassed, it was true. Do not know what to do. He once tried to make peace with Song Juhan after he was angry, which made Song Juhan even more furious.
After thinking about it, he decided to go to the company. He originally planned to give himself a day off because he was too tired yesterday, but now he needs to work to distract himself.
Before going out, he suddenly found a mobile phone on the sofa. He walked over and took a look, and it turned out to be Song Juhan's. Song Juhan didn't pay attention to most things and was often careless.
He sent a text message to Xiaosong: Xiaosong, Juhan¡¯s mobile phone is with me - why.
Then he put on his cell phone and went out.
When he arrived at the company, assistant Chen Shan was surprised to see him: "Mr. He, aren't you feeling well today?"
"I'm worried about something."
"Mr. He, you look so handsome today." Chen Shan looked him up and down and complimented, "I think your taste is getting better and better."
He He looked at his clothes. They were clothes given to him by the sponsor that Song Juhan had casually left here last time. The pants were too long for him to wear, but the top fit him. Taste is something that comes from money.
"Our Mr. He has a good figure and is handsome. He doesn't look good no matter what he wears. He just has too high standards. My niece graduated from Oxford, and Mr. He doesn't like her." The administrative manager is a middle-aged lady with a straightforward personality. There are few people in the company who dare to joke about it, and she is one of them.
Why did you pretend not to hear: "Let's all go to work." After that, he went to communicate with his subordinates about the progress of the project.
He joined this nationally renowned large state-owned enterprise as soon as he graduated. He worked hard for six years and became a middle-level leader. He knew that his career had almost stopped here because he was not good at communication and words, and could not manage. Know how to do your own profession. He is satisfied with his current position and income, but the workload is heavy.
He read the project report of his subordinates and found a lot of faults. Probably because he was in a bad mood, his tone was particularly harsh.
It happened that Chen Shan came in at this time: "Mr. He, Mr. Gu is looking for you."
"Mr. Gu?"
"Well, I'm in the office. I'll ask you to come over when you have time."
The subordinates breathed a sigh of relief.
"I know." He He said a few words and left the office.
The "Mr. Gu" Chen Shan refers to is Gu Qingpei. He is a senior executive of their company. He started out in production, then in charge of personnel, and now he is in charge of bidding and procurement. He is only three or four years older than him. He is very capable and has developed his career very quickly. , beyond reach. Gu Qingpei is the number one figure in the company. His ability, knowledge, and eloquence are just one aspect. The main reason is that he is so handsome.
Why He and Gu Qingpei often have business contacts, and Mr. Gu takes good care of him. They have a good relationship.
After taking the elevator upstairs, He walked through the long corridor and knocked on the magnificent solid wood door in front of him.
The offices above the ninth floor are occupied by senior executives. They were renovated a year ago and cost more than two million yuan just to decorate them. It would be hypocritical to say that I don¡¯t envy them at all, but why do I know that I will never be able to move into an office like this?
"Please come in." A steady and magnetic voice came from the office.
Why did you push the door open and go in?
In the spacious and luxurious director's office, a tall man wearing a white shirt is standing in front of the desk, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand holding a pen. There is milky white rice paper spread on the table, and he is writing.
"Mr. Gu."
"He Gong, you're here." Gu Qingpei raised his head and smiled at He Gong. He is in his early thirties, with an impeccably handsome face, narrow cheeks, a pointed chin, two thick eyebrows that are raised diagonally, and a pair of narrow eyes that always have an unfathomable depth. He wears gold-rimmed glasses, his hair is meticulously pulled back, and the collar of his white shirt is as sharp as a knife. His whole body exudes a carefully crafted elite look. He raised his chin and said, "Sit."
Why did you sit down on the sofa?
Gu Qingpei dipped his ink into the rice paper and continued to write something on the rice paper. He said, "I have been practicing calligraphy recently. When I write, my mind will be particularly calm, which is helpful for thinking and decompression. You can try it when you have time."
"good."
Gu Qingpei put down his pen, gently put the small-leaf red sandalwood paperweight aside, picked up the paper, faced He He, and said with a smile: "How is it?"
There are two lines of words written on the paper: Riding the long wind and breaking thousands of miles of waves, Ling Qingyun roars the nine-day song.
The word is vigorous and free-spirited, like the trace of a coiling dragon raking water.
&nWe have similar experiences. Every time I see you, I feel like I'm seeing my old self. It's just that our personalities are different, and you are more stable. "
"Thank you, Mr. Gu." He He thought to himself, he is really good at talking, and describes not seeking advancement as "stable". Every time he talks to Gu Qingpei, he can learn a thing or two.
Gu Qingpei smiled and said: "Okay, I know you are busy with work, so I won't beat around the bush. You are always smart and you should be able to guess what I want to say. What do you think, are you willing to come with me?"
Why He had indeed guessed it a long time ago. He originally wanted to refuse, but just as his brain was swollen, he suddenly changed his mind when he thought of the fatigue and long hours of staying up late and working overtime these days. It's better to listen to what Gu Qingpei said and give yourself one more choice. So he asked about the situation carefully.
Gu Qingpei briefly described the situation of the company he was about to change jobs to, and gave He Yi a good prospect. But after listening to why, he found that it was not in line with his expectations. Although the annual salary was much higher, leading projects independently would only make him more tired and stressed than now. Moreover, private companies are no better than state-owned companies, and he would have to bear a lot of responsibility if something goes wrong. . Of course, it was not easy for him to refuse directly. He just said that he needed time to think about it.
Gu Qingpei naturally understood that he had many concerns, so he chatted about other things and even asked him to treat him to dinner another day.
When he came out of Gu Qingpei's office and took the elevator downstairs, his cell phone suddenly rang. Because the sound was a bit unfamiliar, he didn't react for a while, but he was the only one in the elevator. He immediately realized that it was Song Juhan's cell phone.
He quickly answered the phone: "Hello, Xiaosong."
"Why, you brought my cell phone." Song Juhan's lazy voice rang on the phone.
"Okay, address."
Song Juhan stopped talking. He said "hello" twice, only to find that the signal in the elevator was too poor and the connection was disconnected. He dialed again after getting out of the elevator.
As soon as the call was connected, Song Juhan said angrily: "How dare you hang up on me!"
He He said calmly: "I was in the elevator just now and the signal was not good."
Song Juhan took a deep breath. After a burst of noise, his voice became Xiaosong's: "Brother He Yi, we are at Dasheng Cinema. I'm sorry, I really can't leave today. When can you send me here?"
"It's okay, I'll ask my assistant to send it there now."
"Okay, your assistant should call me first when she arrives, and I will give her a work badge"
"Let him do it by himself! Are you kidding me to give my mobile phone to some strange assistant?" Song Juhan's angry voice came from the other end of the phone.
Xiaosong smiled bitterly and said: "Why brother"
"Well, I'll go there." After hanging up the phone, He He shook his head helplessly. Dasheng Cinema is on the North Sixth Ring Road. He would have to cross the entire capital to get there. He just hoped that there would be no traffic jam at this point.
He explained a few words to his subordinates, why he took his mobile phone and left. Thinking of Song Juhan's teeth and claws, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Song Juhan is so elegant and unrestrained in front of the media, but he is so arrogant and irritable in private. He and Song Juhan have known each other for so many years, and they have had four assistants. Song Juhan, who is smart and good-tempered, is the one who has persisted the longest.
Of course, no one lasted as long as him. In every sense, he was more tolerant than Song Juhan's parents.
In fact, it is not difficult to get along with Song Juhan. After all, Song Juhan does not cannibalize people. You just need to follow his wishes as much as possible.
Others can¡¯t do it just because they are not afraid of losing him.
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