Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

I put on full makeup on Monday. The eyes are still swollen, double eyelid stickers, false eyelashes, single bunch of false eyelashes, everything is on, it can be described as fully armed. Originally, I could also work from home, so there is obviously something important to make my grand debut.

Old Huang was sitting in distress, and quietly sent me a message: "Your eyes are getting bigger."

I was calm and accustomed to his judgment on whether to wear makeup or not, and replied: "That's false eyelashes."

Old Huang: "I thought you didn't have makeup."

I wanted to hold my forehead and sigh, and I was afraid of rubbing off the base makeup, and finally held my hairline awkwardly. There is nothing to say at today’s meeting. Our company is now demoralized, like a group of guerrillas who have already lived in a prisoner-of-war camp.

After about two minutes, the meeting officially began. We unanimously put down our mobile phones: no matter what kind of belonging we are in the future, we will never finish our work. It might be difficult to just rely on a sentence of "low morale" to justify this.

I will find Lao Huang in the next meeting. He was a little surprised, thinking that while we were still facing each other, half of our attention was focused on the children who were quietly peeking around with our eyes, and half stayed around my eyes, appearing casual.

I simply pulled down the mask.

"Look. I said you don't have makeup." Old Huang's speech was all within my expectation, as if for him there were heavy eyelashes like fly legs, large areas of blue and purple eye shadows and obvious pigmentation. Lipstick can be counted as a trace of a carefully retouched face.

I tucked the upper edge of the mask, and I was naturally not angry with him: "The sense of accomplishment I can get is zero."

"What are you going to talk about?" Old Huang touched his arm, giving a feeling of guilty conscience, "Would you like to have lunch together?"

"I don't think it is necessary." I said, "but here I have a document that needs to be kept offline for you to see."

He finally showed a little seriousness, thoughtfully, and raised his chin in the direction of the conference room. Seeing that I was not moving, Old Huang looked over, his eyes slightly inquiring.

I said, "Why don't you check it out first? I was thinking that you must be busier than usual on Monday. Maybe we can discuss a staged process to solve this problem."

Old Huang looked at me for a while, then squinted, "Is it in your notebook?"

I nodded and put down the computer. The people around are very acquainted, watching their noses and noses, but they obviously noticed the abnormal behavior here.

Lao Huang's face that became solemn from the beginning has never eased.

It is difficult to get him back as usual: what is displayed on the computer screen is the prototype of my company's restructuring, and some scattered thoughts related to this.

Huang Xiuwen's knotted eyebrows told me that he had a lot of questions in his mind.

However, the director of our agency department calmed down, closed the laptop screen, and at the end, with a slightly formulaic smile, said: "This solution is outstanding, bold, innovative, elegant, and bold."

I picked up the computer in one hand and said with a low smile: "You said ‘bold’ twice."

Old Huang smiled too deliberately, and stared at me motionlessly. In my opinion, he was almost staring at me: "How about taking the time to discuss this issue? As soon as possible."

"How fast do you want?"

"Lunch?" He was silent, "I'm going to the gym before the meeting at 7:30."

I shook my head: "It won't work at noon today. I have an appointment with a man in a suit. After the meeting, let's see if we can find a free time in the evening?"

He hesitated for a moment, but still readily agreed to this arrangement.

I met An Ning again before dinner. The previous work explanations were all done through voice calls. I don’t know what kind of instructions Kevin gave and what level of hints. Anning’s attitude when seeing me today makes me feel very different. .

It was as if she was talking to a boss who she felt awe in her heart.

Although there is a big difference in ranks between us, there has never been such a situation before.

"How is it?" I still try to be gentle and kind, but I also consider my measure so as not to go too far. "The news is fast, or my legs are fast?"

She didn't even take this, but just sneered like a kid who just started working and is full of professionalism, saying: "The performance of important people must still be more eye-catching."

I raised my eyebrows slightly and waited.

Is there wind so soon?

"Well...I said that the ice broke between you. I mentioned it in the lunch chat, but I didn't mention the details, and I didn't follow up. It would be more appropriate." An Ning said. She didn't say who told the news, but our department often eats with her only a few, so I can guess it.

This is just a casual exchange of words among colleagues, I would not be true. I nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"The specific work arrangements... I didn't hear it." She frowned slightly, "I will pay attention to it again in the next few days. Don't worry."

I looked at her for a moment, and felt that there was still something to follow. Anning's anxiety is visible to the naked eye, but why should she be so nervous? I didn't say anything before, but now it seems to her that I and her and Kevin are in the same boat. What is she afraid of me?

An Ning whispered at the corner of her mouth, as if she was determined, and then whispered: "There is one more thing, which I mentioned by accident today."

This time, An Ning clicked on all the names that participated in "accident".

She didn't speak too blatantly, I knew it in my heart, and only nodded, without expressing anger or sarcasm. On Anning’s side, I’m afraid it’s going up and down. I glanced at me from time to time. The spoon with the rice was too close to spill the food on the table.

After Gao Pan the boss and serving the big boss, I, the snake and scorpion of the crab shell company, have joined the upstart Huang Xiuwen.

There are men and women who chew this tongue. The ranks are not too low. There was one of the same period when I joined the company. At that time, I often ate with Lao Huang and worked overtime together to redo the plan; the other was from our department. Assistant manager, the news should have been brought by her to this "accidental" group.

I said: "I didn't see it, Ning, you have a wide range of ways. I can't talk to them now."

"No, it's just that I have always wanted to learn to speak Singaporean English and Hokkien, so I should get closer to these local colleagues." She denied it quickly, like a lamb panicked and ran into the hyena herd, "Well, I recorded it, if you need it..."

I raised an eyebrow to look at her.

An Ning's expression turned ugly for an instant, and she opened her mouth. She wanted to defend herself, but she couldn't find the words to justify herself. She hesitated: "I just wanted to just in case..."

I smiled and said, "Even if you record the conversation between us, it doesn't matter."

"No," she waved her hand hurriedly, "How could I do that? I just thought...Of course, I think too much, but I still think I can leave this evidence, if you need it later, also It can come in handy."

This curve turns beautifully. I didn't intend to intimidate her, the episode just now was originally my natural reaction. Seeing that she had a thorn on her back, I ate two bites of rice and said, "You are very careful. You are very mature now."

"No, no, I still have to study more." An Ning looked at me and swallowed a big mouthful of water.

I still smile, but there is also a half-hearted smile in my smile: "You have to judge the situation when you make friends in the company. Good birds choose trees and live with them. After staying with someone for a long time, when others see you from a distance, they think you are too. People like that. Chatting is a matter of heart-to-heart, otherwise why don’t you go home from get off work and do something you like? However, the act of recording can easily have a counterproductive effect. Up and down, you can find others, but others can't find you. Do you think so?"

Tranquility sits hard, composes himself, and smiles: "Yes, making friends in the company is not easy, and it is not cost-effective."

When I clicked to the end, I said: "It’s really hard for you. You will inevitably have to accommodate them, just like your sister used to accommodate me. The first year I met her, at that time we had a Especially rich classmates..."

I laughed before I finished speaking. Given my family background, it was difficult to understand the undergraduates who drove supercars to go to school and bought a mansion in the town where the school was located. In the eastern climate, there is a supercar as a toy, which is so extravagant that ordinary students can't even think about it.

Qu Zhizhi's luxury car was hidden until Thanksgiving at the beginning of his sophomore year until I saw it.

An Ning reaction surfaced on the surface, as if he hadn't felt relieved yet, and just said: "I'm okay? Seriously, I think I am more independent than my sister. And the current salary is basically enough for myself..."

I don't believe it at all. She has a whole wall of antique bags. Hunting expenses and post-maintenance are all estimates that can be estimated, and she may not be able to support it with her salary.

But I will not demolish her platform. Now I intend to give her a step down.

However, An Ning's consideration does not seem to be this.

"By the way, today I heard something...very unusual. Jocelyn—" She stopped her voice suddenly and looked at me.

I have a good relationship with Jocelyn, and everyone in the company knows it. It is true that she rarely shows closeness to anyone, and I was already eye-catching, and just happened to become this "red man". An Ning should regret mentioning this, I intend to pretend not to hear clearly.

However, as soon as I looked up, I knew I was wrong.

What a girl. If she was born five years earlier, we might have to fight for a fight.

She actually tried me.

I couldn't help but admire the tranquility, and I was very frightened. I only felt that the panic was uncertain and that I could not protect myself. The moment she seized the opportunity, she did not even hesitate, and immediately wanted to catch me without being muddled.

How can I not appreciate it?

I lifted my eyelids slightly: "What happened to Jocelyn?"

An Ning still looked cautious, looked around, and whispered: "She and the big boss should be real. Someone saw it at Sentosa last week."