"Xiao Zhang, the Video Media Center is conducting a satisfaction evaluation activity at the street corner. There are not enough manpower. Can you go and support me?"
The new editor-in-chief Huang came out of the office and carried a bundle of flyers to Zhang Moyan's desk with a bang. Although he used a sentence to ask for opinions, he was completely arranging work.
"Editor-in-chief, I haven't finished writing the report you want." Zhang Moyan stood up, and colleagues around her stopped what they were doing and turned to look at her.
Editor Huang waved his hand: "Let's put that one away first and take it back to do it tonight. Now go to the Citizen Square across from the building to find the people at the Video Media Center. There are too few participants in the online satisfaction evaluation of their film and television app.
We have no choice but to arrest people offline. We must help with this. It is time for us to show our collective sense of honor!"
Zhang Moyan really wants to scratch his forehead. Isn’t that how the sense of collective honor is used?
She declined politely: "Xiao Ding from our team has already gone, and the entertainment team should send someone there later..."
"What's the difference between you and me at this time?" Editor Huang frowned slightly and said rationally: "Entertainment, culture and entertainment are originally one family. Look at how busy the colleagues in the entertainment group have been for the TV Festival recently.
Now? It’s definitely our off-season, so we can share whatever we can.”
"Editor Huang," just as if he was holding his watch, Editor Lu Da from the entertainment team passed by. Hearing Editor Huang's speech full of overall awareness, he was grateful, "Thank you, we are indeed very busy, you are really
We are so righteous, and we will definitely repay your kindness with a spring of water in the future!"
Editor Huang smiled modestly: "Why are you so polite? Isn't this what you should be doing?"
Zhang Moyan: Yes, it turns out that you kill two birds with one stone!
She didn't know what the new editor's professional skills were yet, but it seemed that his relationship skills must be very good. For such a trivial matter, he actually used the topic to curry favor with both the video media center and the entertainment team. This was not a smooth move.
To call him a good dancer is to let him down.
Zhang Moyan has always hated this kind of stuff.
Oh no, that’s wrong, this new editor-in-chief kills three birds with one stone.
Because it also pleased the senior management.
After the group's 30th anniversary celebration, Zhang Moyan took a few days of sick leave. The first thing she did when she returned to the company was to learn that Eric had been transferred from Shenhai, and the second thing she learned was that Eric was planning to propose to her at the reception.
Everyone in the group already knows it.
This "person" includes the chairman, the chairman's wife, the board of directors, the president, the general manager...
Zhang Moyan felt like dark clouds were coming over her head.
It is not difficult to analyze and come to the conclusion. After all, the process of proposing is not trivial. Although Zhang Moyan did not know what Eric planned to ask for that night, the ceremony must have been of a certain scale and a lot of manpower and material resources must have been invested. In other words,
There must be some people involved in the planning in advance.
People have mouths, and because people have mouths, there is no airtight wall in this world. If the proposal was successful, good things might as well (let’s assume) spread thousands of miles, but what happened that day was that as soon as she heard the proposal
Just ran away.
The carefully planned proposal ceremony didn't even have a chance to be staged, it was worse than a dumb cannon.
Actually, if you think about it, it's quite cruel to Eric. Read a book
It is not easy for a young man who leads the media to make the decision to marry a common man. It was not only a rebellious adventure, but also a courageous act without hesitation. I guess all the senior officials who heard about it later broke out in a cold sweat.
, otherwise the immediate move to transfer Eric would not have been made. Unfortunately, all Eric’s deep affection was wasted by Zhang Moyan without knowing what was good for him.
What's more, it's more than a waste? It's not an exaggeration to say that the person he proposes to kiss another man like that in front of him is extremely shameful and humiliating. In the world, only cuckolding can compare with it.
But there is no way, no matter how vigorous and vigorous Eric's side is, to Zhang Moyan, Eric is just an insignificant passerby, a leader he is not familiar with. Every time they have the opportunity to coexist in the same space, there are many people present.
The two of them only had one meal alone during a business trip, but that could only be considered a work meal.
In short, if it weren't for the superior-subordinate relationship, Zhang Moyan would never have noticed that there was such a person in the work unit. So she couldn't figure out why Eric suddenly wanted to propose to her. It was really scary!
This embarrassing incident naturally does not want anyone to mention it again, but for the majority of journalists, on the contrary, this is definitely something that is rare in a century, something that the masses love to see, and it is worth spreading by word of mouth and repeating.
Discussion, everyone expresses his or her own opinion, a precious secret history of high-level officials.
This well-known "secret history" will naturally bring about a chain reaction. Not only Eric was transferred from his post, but Zhang Moyan's peaceful days since joining the company have also come to an end.
First, when she returned the cleaned cocktail dress, she was told that the dress could not be dry-cleaned, so she had to spend three thousand dollars to buy the overalls that looked like an Athenian priestess from the front and an exhibitionist from the back. p>
Then there was her work arrangement. The new editor-in-chief kicked her out of the second season of "Fire". He said that he had just arrived and the situation was unfamiliar and he made her an assistant. What kind of assistant? He is just a handyman and has to do everything.
, she has to charge the mobile phone, and she has to write the report.
Now, she is assigned to hand out flyers on the streets, and asks people to scan the QR code to take a satisfaction test. After the test is completed, she is given a bucket of 900g peanut oil.
Speechless.
But she can also understand that she used to be unknown in the eyes of senior executives, but now they are paying attention to her. She is really a hot potato for the new editor-in-chief.
As for her colleagues... She has never had a close relationship with any of her colleagues except Jin Xueyang, and now others are even more shunned. However, Jin Xueyang, the only remaining one, has been on a business trip these two days, so the experience is even worse.
The ecology is already like this. Zhang Moyan already knows the attitude of the organization, so she started to submit her resume online yesterday.
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Don't they all say, "If you are frustrated in love, you will be proud in the workplace"? Why didn't she?
I politely stopped people at the intersection with a flyer, and only successfully completed the satisfaction assessment of three passers-by in an hour. Looking at the bunch of elders and aunties surrounding the young colleague next to me, she recognized it. She really did this kind of thing that requires affinity.
Can't do it.
"Miss Zhang!"
Zhang Moyan was diligently looking for his next target when a pleasant and reserved male voice sounded behind him.
She turned around and saw the fair-skinned and slender Geng Jun, wearing a shirt and trousers, walking towards her against the flow of people.
"Dean Geng," Zhang Moyan was stunned for a moment, actually feeling a little embarrassed about his image of handing out leaflets, and subconsciously lowered the leaflet in his hand, "It's such a coincidence that I meet you here."
Why are you so embarrassed?
Geng Jun opened his lips and smiled: "It's not a coincidence, I came to see you specifically to have something to do."
"Really?" Zhang Moyan was surprised, and then thought about it, "Is it because I didn't go to the clinic? Sorry, I'm a little busy with work recently and don't have time."
"Oh no, I have something else I want to ask you for help with," Geng Jun denied, looking around, "Can you walk away now? Let's find a place to talk."
Geng Jun said it was important. Zhang Moyan hesitated for a moment, wanting to escape but also a little curious. In the end, the latter had the upper hand: "There's no need to look for a place. I can only walk away for a short while."<
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Sooner or later she will be killed by her curiosity.
"Okay, then I'll keep the story short."
"Then let's go over there." Zhang Moyan and Geng Jun turned around together. From the corner of their eyes, they saw a small leader staring at her sharply, and then stopped.
The little leader strode forward without saying anything else: "Zhang Moyan, are you leaving? How many people have you done a satisfaction assessment on?"
"...3."
"3? Each of us has to do at least 20! Didn't Chief Editor Huang say that you will be ours all afternoon? Please~ Our exam is about to expire. We are under great pressure from above and if we fail to pass the exam, we will be dead!"<
/p>
Zhang Moyan explained: "My friend has something to do with me, so I just walk away for a while."
"There are so many people at the moment, why don't you just walk away for a while?" The young leader held up the flyer angrily, "It's working time now, what do you think of other hard-working colleagues..."
"Okay," Geng Jun interrupted the small leader's chatter, took out a leaflet from his mobile phone and looked at it, "are you doing a satisfaction assessment? I've covered it all."
Geng Jun reached out and took a stack of at least 100 printed materials from the little leader's hand, and then extended his hand to Zhang Moyan: "Give yours to me too!"
Zhang Moyan was stunned: "How is this..."
Geng Jun directly grabbed the leaflet in her hand and smiled slightly: "I will take it back to the hospital and let everyone do it. It will be fine soon."
He turned his head and looked at the little leader with wide eyes: "I guarantee that the satisfaction will be 100% by tomorrow morning. Can I talk to Miss Zhang about something now?"
The little leader looked shocked for a while, looked at Geng Jun from top to bottom, and then confirmed again: "Are you serious?"
Zhang Moyan quickly added: "He is the director of a big hospital."
The young leader was thoughtful for a moment, turned around and walked away without saying anything.
"Dean Geng, why are you looking for me?" Zhang Moyan and Geng Jun walked along the green belt.
"Oh, it's for Zhou Xia," Geng Jun pushed up his glasses and said softly, "I think you already know about us. Zhou Xia has my flesh and blood, and we both really want this child. With me
My idea is to express my feelings to his parents in person, but Zhou Xia has a lot of fears and scruples, and I can't convince her for the moment. Taking into account her body and emotions, I can only do what she wants for now, and I won't do anything about it for the time being.
Tell her parents about this."
Zhang Moyan nodded: "Yeah." There was a vague premonition.
Geng Jun continued: "Zhou Xia's belly will become more obvious day by day, so the problem at hand is that it is really inconvenient for her to live with her parents anymore."
Zhang Moyan thought: Sure enough.
"Zhou Xia wants to come to Shanghai for rest, right?" Zhang Moyan asked.
Geng Jun smiled gently: "Xiao Xingyu has already told you, right?"
"This...?" Zhang Moyan: No, I heard it with my own ears.
"Indeed, Zhou Xia will have a one-month solo exhibition in Shenhai at the end of next month. We especially want to ask Xiao Xingyu to talk to the elders in his family and let Zhou Xia stay after the solo exhibition on the grounds that his research institute needs people.
Supported by his research institute. We communicated this idea with him, and he seemed to agree, but he put forward a condition..."
Geng Jun paused, looking troubled.
Zhang Moyan understood this and immediately became embarrassed: "Xiao Xingyu... wouldn't he ask you to ask for my consent?"
What kind of trick is this?
Geng Jun heard this, looked at her, and sighed silently: "If this is the case, I won't find it difficult. Miss Zhang will definitely help us, right?"
Zhang Moyan: That’s true, but why does it feel weird?
But before, Xiao Xingyu, you did tell Zhou Xia, "I have to study this with Mo Yan before I can give you an answer." Now it seems that she doesn't need to refer to her opinion.
I feel a little disappointed for no reason.
What a shame, Zhang Moyan cursed in his mind: Didn’t you tell others not to meet each other anymore? Why do people still need your opinion?
"That's not it..." Zhang Moyan couldn't help but ask what was in her heart.
"Well," Geng Jun paused and said in a deep voice, "The conditions he proposed are almost impossible for me to meet."
