No matter how reluctant you are to give up, you still have to do what needs to be done.
Lu Beicen handed the resignation letter to Yue Changhong's desk and watched as the gentle smile on Yue Changhong's face froze, then gradually faded away in silence...
Although the silence didn't last long, Lu Beicen could also imagine that Yue Changhong must be feeling uncomfortable at the moment. Not to mention the entire channel, their column alone had undergone too many changes in personnel within a year.
Wei Ye and Wen Mengran resigned almost at the same time. In order to prevent the quality of the program from deteriorating, Yue Changhong was sent out by Wang Wei to film the program at that time. He took on all the work of reviewing manuscripts and films in the column. In the past six months,
Everyone in the column, and even everyone in the channel who has spent time in the computer room, knows that Yue Changhong's temper has obviously turned bad.
The longer he stays in the column, the more Lu Beicen understands Yue Changhong. She doesn't like to lose her temper. She is really under too much pressure and the work is too heavy. The old director and cameraman are not as angry as before, and the new people are coming in.
Growth is too slow, and there is pressure from the new director. It is normal to lose your temper when you see a bad manuscript.
Although at this moment, Lu Beicen felt that everything he said was too much, but he still licked his lips and wanted to say something: "Sister Changhong, thank you for teaching me a lot in the past few years..."
Yue Changhong sighed slightly and put a smile on his face again: "Xiao Bei, it's just the two of us now. You've been here for five or six years. If you have any questions, just ask them directly. If you can
I will definitely not say anything about solving it, but I will definitely not approve your resignation now. You should know very well what the current situation of the column is!"
To be honest, Lu Beicen was not afraid of the tough Yue Changhong, but he couldn't stand the female leader who played the emotional card like this, so he had to explain: "Yes, Sister Changhong, I have been in our column for more than five years, almost six years. In the past few years, have you
They take good care of me, and I know in my heart that I have no choice but to resign at this time. I, I am pregnant, and the elders in my family think that I often travel and work overtime in my job. The old man is old, so they are very worried, so..."
When Yue Changhong heard that Lu Beicen was pregnant, the smile on his face was a little more sincere: "How many months have you been pregnant? I asked you why you have lost weight again. Are you happy?"
"It's less than two months old. I'm a little shy and can't eat rice." Lu Beicen answered truthfully.
"Oh, that was a bit hard. Why didn't you tell me earlier? If I had told you earlier, I wouldn't have arranged so many programs for you. The first trimester is a very critical time. I was afraid of vomiting at that time." Yue Changhong looked concerned.
and feel the same way.
"Fortunately, I just can't see the rice. Everything else is fine, but it might not be possible if I go on a business trip again."
Yue Changhong nodded: "That's right. Your grandparents in Xiao Jiang's family may not be able to accept it, and they think highly of you. At your age, it is indeed time to have children. But now that you have resigned, according to your
Personality, I will definitely still have to work after giving birth."
Yue Changhong stood up and poured a glass of water for Lu Beicen, then continued: "I suggest you go to the hospital to issue a sick leave note. I will definitely approve the leave for you here. I will go to Mr. Tang and the administrative department to do the work and wait.
How do you feel about coming back to work after giving birth and taking maternity leave?"
Lu Beicen really didn't expect that Yue Changhong would say this. Although she would take care of a colleague who was pregnant in the past, such as scheduling fewer programs or something, she had never made such a promise, let alone helped find her.
led.
Lu Beicen hesitated for a moment and then said: "Sister Changhong, some time ago, Mr. Tang told me that Mr. Ma might want to transfer me to the activities department to engage in event planning and program development. I wonder if you have heard about it."
Yue Changhong was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, blinked, and thought for a moment before saying: "Mr. Tang just mentioned that there may be new arrangements for you, but did not say anything specific. We have been colleagues for so many years. Standing here
From your perspective, if you are pregnant and go to the activities department to do research and development, at least you don’t have to travel, and you should probably be able to move up to a higher level. This is a good thing. Why, are you resigning because you don’t want to go to the activities department?
?”
Lu Beicen originally wanted to remind Yue Changhong that even if she didn't resign, she would definitely not be able to stay in the column. If Mr. Ma knew that she was pregnant, he might even use this as a favor, because he could be transferred away from the front line and would not have to travel. Who knows?
Yue Changhong really considered this matter from her perspective, and vaguely sensed her indescribable resistance to this matter.
Of course, Lu Beicen also thought of another possibility. There were too many major directors in the department resigned this year. People in the channel may know why Wei Ye and Wen Mengran resigned, but the leaders in the station just
It may not be clear. If Yue Changhong wants to move up in his current position, it is not the channel leader who has the final say. It has to be decided by the channel.
Compared with Mr. Ma, Yue Changhong has a natural disadvantage in front of the leaders in Taili. Moreover, both Wen Mengran and Wei Ye resigned shortly after Mr. Ma came. Yue Changhong's defense was reasonable, but now he is just
After half a year, another person wanted to resign, and he couldn't explain it clearly. Mr. Ma wanted to put the blame on her, Yue Changhong, for being a bad leader and forcing her subordinates to resign one after another. She was arguing.
Indefensible.
Thinking of this, Lu Beicen suddenly realized that it was impossible for Yue Changhong to sign for her resignation under any circumstances.
After a moment of silence, Yue Changhong saw that Lu Beicen didn't say anything and didn't know what to think. He suddenly pushed back the resignation letter: "Well, I don't dare accept your resignation letter. You go and write a leave letter first."
Come, let me grant you a period of leave, okay?"
"Uh..." Lu Beicen was choked up by Yue Changhong's words. He didn't know what to do for a moment, but Yue Changhong showed her usual style of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife: "Okay, let's just say this.
You go and write a note first, I still have a few manuscripts to read."
A little confused, Lu Beicen looked at the resignation report that Yue Changhong thrust into his hand, and why he came out of the leadership office inexplicably.
"Hey, Xiaolu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you reporting to the leader?" A gust of fragrant wind carried Xu Mei closer and closer.
Lu Beicen turned to look at her. The man had a proud and bright smile on his face. After she came back, everyone he met looked like a victorious general. Lu Beicen was a little speechless.
The strong fragrance suddenly reacted, and my stomach began to twitch, as if after smelling rice, acid water was about to pour out of my stomach.
Lu Beicen suppressed the feeling of vomiting, greeted Xu Mei politely and distantly, and was about to turn around and go to the bathroom, but Xu Mei still had more to say: "Hey, Xiaolu, I don't think your face looks good, no.
They say newly married women are the prettiest. What’s wrong with you? It’s not the handsome guy in your family who is bullying you, right? Or he just doesn’t like your job, but haha, there are several big bosses who are willing to find you.
My wife, who is a director, said that all directors, regardless of gender, are treated like animals..."
What the hell, Lu Beicen couldn't help but cursed in his heart. This was a blatant curse. Our director himself said that male directors and female directors are treated like animals, and that's okay, but Xu Mei didn't mean what she said.
If it weren't for his own cultivation, Lu Beicen would have wanted to spray the acidic water that had reached his throat directly onto Xu Mei, but he couldn't care less at this time and rushed to the trash can at the corner, whereupon he vomited.
Seeing Lu Beicen's appearance, Xu Mei quickly raised her hand and waved it under her nose. With a look of disgust on her face, she stepped on her high heels and left in a hurry. As she walked, she said, "Oh, you said you had a cold."
Why didn't you tell me earlier? What if you were to infect me? It would have delayed my recording of the show..."
"Xu Mei, come to my office!" Yue Changhong's voice floated out at the right time.
Lu Beicen finally got out of the fragrant wind. When he was walking to the office, he heard the voice coming from Yue Changhong's office: "The program you recorded the day before yesterday had three wrong accents, and there was another one you
I gave you a C for all of the two words you used casually yesterday. If you continue like this, your salary will be deducted again this month..."
"Can you blame me? The director doesn't care. Sister Changhong, why don't you scold the director..."
"How do you know that I didn't criticize the director? The same manuscript written by the same director, but Xiaoxiang recorded it, had no problems at all. Why do you have so many problems? The director got scolded less because of you? What the director said
Do you listen? Before you speak to others, you must first examine your own problems. If you continue like this, you won’t get paid even if you stand in this studio..."
"I'm telling you Yue Changhong, don't bully me too much. Don't you just want to squeeze me away? If you have the ability, go to Mr. Ma to challenge me. If I can't leave, it's not your turn to say anything. I'm afraid you'll leave.
I can still stand in the studio, hum!"
…
The quarrel between Xu Mei and Yue Changhong has probably happened every month since she came back, especially at the beginning of the month when the tasks for the previous month were tallied up. Both of them disliked each other and knew each other.
Whatever I was thinking, if it had been in the hands of Mr. Yang in the past, such a thing would not have happened. He would have respected the views and decisions of the column manager.
But now, in the hands of Mr. Ma, no one knows whether Mr. Ma is completely motivated by interests, or whether he wants to use Xu Mei to beat Yue Changhong. In the face of this kind of chaos, he never expresses his position.
Xi Ni was too lazy to talk to him. Sometimes when the three bosses were in a meeting, Mr. Tang said that Xu Mei was not good, but he just laughed and said, "Xu Mei is also an old man in the channel..."
This is so true that even Mr. Tang can’t answer it. What Mr. Ma means is that Xu Mei didn’t just come in under his control. She turned out to be an old employee of the channel. If you say that she is not good in this or that way, then she didn’t do it in the first place.
Is this the same person you use? And you have been using it for so many years.
Lu Beicen returned to his seat. The channel looked like this now. It no longer had the calmness it once had. There seemed to be a depressing atmosphere and inexplicable decadence everywhere.
This year's wave of resignations at channels is by no means limited to those in the special department. Many people in the news department also resigned. Some went to other places to find a way out, some went out to start their own businesses, some went to companies for publicity, and even worse, some A university opened a second-level college and directly poached an entire media department's professional teachers from the provincial TV station.
Regarding this matter, Lu Beicen only felt that it was a bit ridiculous. It is said that the media industry is dying, and a second-level college was specially opened to establish a media department? What is the significance?
During the recent period, Lu Beicen has increasingly felt that there is nothing to learn in the media profession. In today's era, as long as there is a clear consciousness, everyone can become a self-media that spreads news. It is said that this industry is dying, but it seems to be getting more and more More and more people are joining the media army. Public accounts, Moments, blogs, and social forums are all distribution centers for news release. Nowadays, there are also some websites that make short videos...
Sitting in the still somewhat empty office, there were fewer and fewer familiar faces and more and more young and unfamiliar faces. Lu Beicen was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and understood what Yue Changhong meant. .
After taking a sip of water, Lu Beicen decided to go to Mr. Tang with the resignation letter. If she hadn't been afraid of making it difficult for Mr. Tang, she would have even wanted to go directly to Mr. Ma. She was resigning anyway, so she couldn't say anything. What’s the perk of saying something when you order something?
But this was just a passing thought, because if Mr. Ma could really listen to what others were saying, he wouldn't still go his own way after so many people resigned.
In Wen Mengran's words, Mr. Ma's eyes always look upward, and he doesn't care what's underneath.
There was no one in Mr. Tang's office, and Lu Beicen was also very single, so she simply stuffed the resignation letter through the crack in the door. Anyway, she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't hand in the resignation letter today.
As soon as I returned to the office, I received a call from Jiang Zhongze: "Are you done?"
"Well, you can go."
"Okay, I'll come pick you up and call you when I get there."
Lu Beicen had to go home for lunch and take a healthy nap. Jiang Zhongze was not busy these days, so he simply acted as driver and nanny. Anyway, he would accompany him when he had time. Grandma was quite satisfied with his performance and always said that this was right. When you are pregnant, your parents need to talk to each other frequently so that the child will feel more secure.
No matter whether there is any basis for this statement, it sounds reasonable anyway.
Jiang Zhongze watched Lu Beicen get into the car, and the smile in his eyes became brighter: "How are you? You didn't feel uncomfortable this morning?"
"I vomited once and met a host. The smell of her perfume was too strong and I couldn't stand it," Lu Beicen reported truthfully.
Jiang Zhongze stretched out a hand and shook Lu Beicen's hand, as if he was feeling her temperature and comforting her: "There are hosts everywhere on your station. I'm afraid there are very few who don't wear perfume."
Lu Beicen pouted like a child: "I know what you mean. I have already handed in my resignation report and am waiting for approval from the boss. Anyway, the work is done. If the boss doesn't shout, I won't go. "
Jiang Zhongze then nodded happily: "Good boy, you can walk around after the first trimester of pregnancy. Then I will take you out to play, so that you won't be bored at home every day."
"I'm not bored. Besides, there are still a lot of things to do."
"It's not that you can't do things, but you still need to pay attention to rest. If you continue to write manuscripts like you did a few days ago, I won't agree..."