After returning to Jiangcheng, with He Xuan's meticulous planning by his side, Gu Yun found that life became smoother again.
Practice makes perfect and a dedicated assistant can be used to inoculate against accidents such as car crashes, which can always be nipped in the bud and nip in the bud.
He Xuan, who is in the school's professional class, hired someone to take her place early, and a lot of company affairs are waiting for her to handle personally.
After not coming to work for a few days, the girl stepped into the familiar gate of Paradise Technology at eight o'clock in the morning. She found that the company seemed to have many new changes.
Hey, there are a lot of new faces?
"Xuanzi, are you back to work?"
"Xiao He, the documents for Mr. Gu are piled up in the 815 office. You need to concentrate on them."
"There is a new person in the living room, Assistant He. This batch of new people recruited from the school, except for the administrative assistant, have not been assigned positions, and other departments have already taken their positions."
He Xuan is the youngest in the company. She is down-to-earth, hard-working, kind and friendly. After becoming the assistant to the president, she doesn’t put on airs and is extremely popular.
When I first arrived at the company, it took me a while just to say hello to colleagues from other departments.
Newcomer?
Administrative Assistant?
He Xuan was confused. When did the company recruit administrative assistants alone?
The human resources department showed a little head with a ponytail. Since He Xuan went to work as an assistant, her good sister Xu Mingyao, who replaced her in the human resources department, saw no one around and hurriedly dragged her into the office.
"Xuanbao, you have a rival!"
Xu Mingyao leaned into He Xuan's ear and handed over a beautifully crafted resume after speaking.
opponent?
What opponent?
He Xuan looked at the resume in her hand in confusion. The first item was the other person's name and photo.
Cheng Yingying.
Twenty-two years old.
Fresh graduate of Nanhu University.
Desired position: Assistant to the president.
Good guy, this pretty senior is here for my position.
He Xuan's heart moved and she continued to look down.
Personal strengths: Strong ability to withstand pressure, familiar with workplace rules, able to accept business trips, and self-motivated.
Xu Mingyao specially used a pencil to underline the line about personal advantages. When He Xuan read this, he patted her on the shoulder.
"Ah, look at the personal advantages written by senior sister, do you understand what I mean?"
He Xuan and Xu Mingyao are no longer the ignorant freshmen they once were. After training in the workplace for nearly a whole year, they have been influenced by their veteran colleagues. They can read through the blatant subtext of the seniors at a glance.
Strong ability to withstand pressure = high acceptance of unreasonable demands.
Familiar with workplace rules = clear about hidden rules.
Being able to accept business trips = being mentally prepared in all aspects.
Being motivated = you can do anything as long as you can make money.
He Xuan curled her lips and showed a look of disdain: "Isn't this too obvious? Who recruited the senior sister?"
When it came to gossip, Xu Mingyao simply closed the door, put a finger to her mouth, and lowered her voice.
"I heard that she asked Director Gu in front of everyone at the school presentation meeting if he still lacked assistants, but Director Gu gave him a step back and said that he could just forget about personal assistants and start as an administrative assistant. She left the next day.
coming."
"Xuanxuan, you have been with Minister Gu for so long, does he like this type?"
He Xuan recalled several of Gu Yun's confidantes. Let's not talk about whether it was ugly or not, but they were indeed one of the most beautiful women. She couldn't help but murmur in her heart.
"...If this Cheng Yingying is really as beautiful as the photo, then I can't say for sure."
Xu Mingyao was taken aback and hugged He Xuan's shoulders: "No, no, no, you are a gold medal secretary, you won't fall out of favor one day, right?"
...
After coming out of the human resources office, her best friend's questions kept echoing in He Xuan's mind, like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, which could not go away for a long time.
Pushing open the door to the living room, He Xuan finally saw the true appearance of the senior who applied for the administrative assistant position.
So beautiful.
Cheng Yingying is notoriously poor among graduates, but she is evenly matched in appearance with the always exquisite Hua Shiyuan.
It is this Xiaojiabiyu temperament that I feel pity for that makes the boy secretly score a lot more points.
During the same four years of college, the boy who confessed to Cheng Yingying was much more rounded than Hua Shi.
When it comes to releasing availability, the senior who has never revealed her boyfriend is a top expert.
She officially entered the workplace today, wearing a simple white shirt, a lettered T-shirt underneath, and a dark pencil skirt with a slit in the front. Her slender legs were vaguely visible as she walked.
Her clothes are not expensive, but when paired with them, they naturally have the charming style of a working woman.
"Cheng Yingying, right? Hello, I am He Xuan, assistant to the president. Next, I will help you get familiar with your work."
"Hello, Assistant He."
In the empty living room, the two girls did not address each other as "senpai", but went straight to the center to shake hands. They were both wearing high heels, and their footsteps were very rhythmic.
At the end of a working day, He Xuan led Cheng Yingying around the entire company and became familiar with the daily work of an administrative assistant.
From organizing meetings to dividing work between departments, from processing documents to setting schedules, from the first floor to the 10th floor of Paradise Technology, Cheng Yingying was sweating all over.
Her ability to accept and learn is very fast. She was originally a top student just one step away from Peking University, but her family conditions did not allow her to enter the society in a hurry.
A few days later, He Xuan discovered that Cheng Yingying not only quickly remembered the names of most of her colleagues, but she was also very enthusiastic about the Feige logistics guy who delivered coffee to his door.
She remembers all the details like the taste of coffee that the middle-level leaders like, the company gossip that the programmers talk about in private, the lipstick shade that the Xiaojushu model chooses every day.
This girl is so strong.
She seems to be born to be a secretary.
He Xuan was a little frustrated, so she went to the University of Finance and Economics next door that night and invited her good sister Wen Jue to come out and complain.
"I thought I was pretty good, but I didn't know until she showed up that I was still far behind in terms of details..."
In a bar, He Xuan and Wen Jue sat opposite each other, with a barrel of whiskey and Coke in front of them.
"I have been an assistant for so long, and Minister Gu has never said anything bad about me. He has always used practical actions to let me learn slowly, but I grow up so slowly..."
There were not many people in the bar near the school. After a few drinks, He Xuan's tone was full of frustration.
"Sometimes I wonder if my heart is really narrow. Is it difficult to recognize the excellence of others?"
Wen Jue raised her glass and drank a glass of wine. It was unnecessary to talk more at this moment. She just accompanied her best friend silently, hoping that she could vent her emotions more thoroughly.
"Xuanbao, it's really hard to admit that others are excellent, and I can't do it either."
The proportion of soft drinks in the whiskey was too low, and Wen Jue was a bit high, so I couldn't help but interject and talk about myself.
"Last month I attended an investment fair with Gu Yun. The female civil servant who was in charge of reception at the door was very beautiful and even asked me which company I represented."
"When she came in to pour water, Gu Yun seemed to have hooked her palm, but she didn't react at all."
"I thought I was wrong at the time. This person is the front of a government office and is open to the public. How, how is it possible?"
Orange, what did she say?
Did she see it?
He Xuanjiu was awake for seven minutes at that time and could hardly hold the cup in her hand.
Wen Jue shook his hair and said in a calm tone: "When Nanhu University asked me to give a lecture through the school's relationship, I saw the female civil servant again. She is an outstanding graduate and she also came to share her experience."
"It turns out they know each other. Not only is she a senior, but she is also the president of the student union. She is one of the top talents selected from thousands of places to be admitted to government offices."
The girl lowered her head and turned the dice cup three times in her hand. She refused to open it to see the result. The pink color on her cheeks dripped down to her eyebrows.
"I really don't want to admit that even I think she is excellent."
In the quiet night, the blurred bar, the sound of guitar echoing, the two girls had their own thoughts, but in the end neither one succeeded in enlightening the other.
Before leaving, He Xuan took several photos with Wen Jue and wandered back to the dormitory.
Lying on her small bed, He Xuan took out her mobile phone, logged into Xiaojushu, and opened another unknown Sanwu account.
Another feeling of loss she buried deeply in her heart was something she couldn't express in front of her best friend.
After taking Cheng Yingying to familiarize herself with work for a few days, she was not only affected by her work ability, but also by her lack of confidence in her appearance.
Before going to the town with Gu Yun, the girl often reminded herself that just be an ordinary person, not that transparent before makeup, not that glamorous after makeup, just do your job well and be worthy of Minister Gu's trust.
alright.
When she returned to her job, she realized that someone was coveting her position, and that the other person's ability and appearance were both top choices.
When the sense of crisis hit her, she finally discovered that the original sin of ordinary people is to be ordinary and look up.
In fact, He Xuan is far from being an ordinary girl, she is also a pretty little beauty.
It's just that compared to the endless beauties around Gu Yun, she has a round face and is not too tall, so overall she is a bit lower.
She had lived in Zhilan's house for a long time and had never smelled its fragrance. When she faced such a beauty, her mentality naturally changed.
She sniffed slightly and wrote in Sanwu Xiao's diary.
Is it sad for a girl under the age of twenty to realize that she is just an ordinary person, even the one with no bright spots?
I also work hard. My skin was not good when I was in high school. I slowly adjusted it back to normal, but I will never have the eggshell smooth skin like theirs.
I am short, less than 1.65 meters tall, and I am still prone to obesity. I dieted to lose weight, exercised to lose weight, and my legs became weak after dancing to hits.
I'm sitting on the yoga mat and my whole body is soaked. I also want to have a naturally thin waist and thin legs, but no matter how hard I try, I can't slim down to such an A4 waist!
How hard can a person work within his or her capabilities?
I think about this issue sometimes.
Fortunately, my eyes don't look that bad, my nose is not bad, and my mouth can probably be saved...
After looking at myself every day, it was like answering a test paper. The teacher looked at my efforts and reluctantly gave me a pass.
I was drinking with my best friend tonight. I was always afraid of being photographed, so I mustered up the courage to let my best friend take a few photos.
Ah, this person doesn’t seem to be as hard to see as he was in previous years...
Although I will probably only be able to look up to those top beauties forever, they are God's creations. Maybe I can only work harder so that I can look better next time.
When she wanted to stop writing, she turned to the photo taken with Wen Ju tonight, and thinking of Cheng Yingying's beautiful face, He Xuan couldn't help but have a lot to say, but no one knew these words, so she could only tell herself.
She continued to write.
Looking back at the ugly duckling, she did not turn into a swan when she grew up. She became an ordinary duck.
She groomed her feathers every morning, noon and evening, and picked up beautiful leaves and stones to decorate herself.
But in a blink of an eye, a white swan swam by. From the little white swan to the white swan, she was always so beautiful.
The ordinary duck, ashamed of itself, could only turn around and swim to another pond, knowing that compared with the white swan, it was not even as good as its own reflection.
