When Man Ningning put the bag in her hand on the passenger seat, she saw a familiar figure walking in her direction from the corner.
A layer of bitterness filled my heart unconsciously.
When the car started, Mrs. Ru knocked on the car window. Man Ningning hesitated for a moment before pulling down the window, looking elsewhere, and asked indifferently: "Mrs. Ru, what can I do for you?"
"Ning Ning." Mrs. Ru came in slightly with a faint smile on her face, "Ning Ning, this is the sweater my mother knitted for you. After so many years, my mother doesn't know if you will still like it. But, my mother knows
You like the sweater your mother knitted you best."
Man Ningning glanced sideways, feeling silent sadness in her heart. Her tone was still cold, "Mrs. Ru, can you stop being so sentimental? My mother has long since ceased to exist after my father died. And, you said
I don’t need that sweater at all. I have to go to work now and don’t have that much time to talk about this matter.”
When the car door was closed, a sweater slipped out of the bag packed by Mrs. Ru and fell on the passenger seat. Man Ningning glanced at it, took a deep breath, felt hard, and stepped on the accelerator.
A pair of clear eyes, with crystal clear water droplets on the faint fog, and a figure getting farther and farther away in the rearview mirror, gradually becoming hazy in the sight, until the figure completely disappeared when the car turned and drove out of the underground garage.
What flashed through Man Ningning's mind was herself crying, pulling her mother's wrist as hard as she could, trying to beg her to stay and not leave. However, her eyes were filled not with reluctance, but with disgust.
He watched helplessly as his mother actually opened her fingers, and watched helplessly as the man hugged his mother's waist and laughed coldly.
Why did you want to enter her life again now that you had decided to leave?
The look in my mother's eyes before she left seems to be still vivid in my mind, as if everything happened yesterday.
Even though I told myself not to cry, why did my tears still flow?
Man Ningning raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, her fingertips were wet. If she could, she really hoped that what remained in her mind was just a dream, just a dream, not a fact.
When the car was driving into the parking lot of Yipin Magazine Company, I saw Xing Yuanmi looking around anxiously. When the car stopped, she immediately ran forward and gasped slightly, "Why are you so late? There is a meeting waiting upstairs."
"Meeting?" Man Ningning raised her eyebrows.
Xing Yuanmi nodded, "Just get out of the car quickly, everyone is waiting for you, you are the only one missing."
"So suddenly." Man Ningning quickly picked up her bag and got out of the car.
The moment the car was turned off, Xing Yuanmi seemed to see something and said with a smile: "Ning Ning, how old are you? You are still wearing a sweater? Or that..."
"Stop talking." Man Ningning took Xing Yuanmi's hand and walked to the elevator.
When walking into the elevator, Xing Yuanmi looked at Man Ningning, raised her eyebrows and asked, "How was last night? Do you have any heartwarming romances? Share them with me?"
"Come on, just have fun." Man Ningning smiled and rolled her eyes, "By the way, why is there such a sudden meeting today?"
Xing Yuanmi sighed softly, "Who knows? Anyway, the general manager said that there will be a meeting. Of course, we little shrimp soldiers must be mentally prepared and wait for the general manager's call anytime and anywhere."
"Hey, there's a general manager on the left and a general manager on the right. Why weren't you so respectful when my family was eating that day?"
Xing Yuanmi pursed her lips and said, "Really? Even at that time I was not his employee, so naturally he could talk to me. But once I arrived at the company, it was different. We were just superiors and subordinates. No matter what I did,
You cannot do whatever you want with the earth."
"It's good if you can think of it this way." Man Ningning looked at the floor displayed on the elevator, and the door opened slowly.
When they were going out, Xing Yuanmi quietly took Man Ningning's hand and whispered: "Let me tell you, if you are late today, I think Abigail and Wenyou may be targeting you, so you have to be mentally prepared.
"
"Don't worry, I understand." Man Ningning smiled lightly, walked into the office, put her bag away, and followed Xing Yuanmi to the conference room.
The air in the conference room was a bit cold. When Man Ningning and Xing Yuanmi walked in, everyone looked over at them. Such a scene was really uncomfortable.
Wen Jiedi was wearing a crisp black suit and was sitting in the general manager's seat. When he saw Man Ningning, he coughed a few times and said in a low voice: "Since you are here, just sit in that seat."
Man Ningning nodded and sat silently in the last two seats with Xing Yuanmi.
"Mr. Wen, Man Ningning is late, don't you say something? As the general manager, you should make preparations for other employees. Moreover, her lateness has made us wait here for so long.
We don’t even have time to work overtime at night.”
Sure enough, Xing Yuanmi was right, as soon as we entered this place, bombers came over immediately.
Abigail's voice was not very loud, and her tone was delicate. However, other employees saw and listened.
Especially a company will have a certain system. Fines are a trivial matter. If you are late many times, you will voluntarily leave!
Wen Jiedi clenched a fist with one hand, put it to her lips and coughed lightly, "I already knew that Manning Ning was late today. Moreover, she had called me last night and asked for leave.
. Since all the people needed to be present for today’s meeting, I immediately called Man Ningning and told her to go to work even though she was sick.”
He paused and continued, "The rules and regulations of Yipin Magazine have existed since its establishment, and the rules and regulations have been constantly revised in the development of society for the sake of humanization and rationalization. Nowadays, Man Ningning is sick.
Coming to the meeting can only show her sense of responsibility for her work."
When she finished speaking, Wen Jiedi's sunny eyes were already covered, and she glanced at Man Ningning with a vague look.
Man Ningning was sitting in the back seat. When the eyes looked at her, she looked subconsciously, only to find that her eyes had already fallen elsewhere.
Ask for leave, get sick!
Man Ningning knew that those were just words Wen Jiedi used to defend herself. Today, she was indeed late. But she never dared to imagine that he would actually speak for her.
In other words, I have never seen Wen Jiedi look serious, and she seems a bit stern.
Abigail was sitting in the third seat. Her long orange hair looked dazzling under the bright lights of the conference room. Her eyes crossed Wen Jiedi's face and stared hard at Man Ningning, "Mr. Wen
, it can be said that Man Ningning has asked for leave. Then I just want to say that the photographer of Yipin Magazine should be replaced. Think about it, since she joined Yipin Magazine, has she asked for leave every three days? What if, all our employees are
In this case, isn't that Yipin magazine a mess?"
"Abigail..." Wen Jiedi was about to say something when Wen You's voice sounded faintly, "I think what Abigail said is right. Employees are actually the ones who look up to role models the most. Especially Xing Yuanmi.
..”
When Xing Yuanmi heard her name, her whole body trembled. She looked at Wenyou, her eyes just passed from Man Ningning's face to Xing Yuanmi's face, and she sneered in her heart: "You don't have to
Staring at me in such surprise, since you started working, I ask you, have you arrived at the company at the time specified by the company? No? You have been late every day since you came to Yipin. And, look, you know
My good friend and classmate. I don’t know if she is following your example or what, it only takes three or two days to get sick."
"That's enough." Wen Jiedi said in a low voice.
Wenyou didn't want to pay attention at all and continued to talk about herself: "And..."
"What else?" Xing Yuanmi glanced at her disdainfully, who the hell is she?
Man Ningning lowered her eyes. It was undeniable that since she went to work, she had really asked for leave every three days or two. Even if their words were always intended to be directed at her, she had nothing to say to resist.
Because, she did ask for leave after going to work.
Now, their topic has led to Xing Yuanmi. If she had never appeared in Yipin Magazine Company, wouldn't this happen?
When she was hesitantly standing up to explain something, Xing Yuanmi took her hand, looked at Abigail and Wenyou, and smiled lightly: "Yes, I am often late, I cannot deny this. But,
I would like to ask you all, are you satisfied with your daily work tasks?"
Xing Yuanmi's heart was already full of anger, and her tone was a little bit aggressive, "Since you don't speak, it means you acquiesce in my work ability. However, I have always been very confident in my work ability. I work at Yipin Magazine
This must be something everyone has witnessed in the past few months."
She suddenly smiled, "At least I won't be like Abigail, who dresses up alone during work hours, as if wandering around at midnight to do whatever he wants. Oh, by the way. I forgot such an important thing. How did Abigail say it before?
Our future young lady from Yipin Magazine will naturally want the general manager to change her mind if she dresses beautifully, I can understand this."
"Xing Yuanmi, please pay attention to what you say." Abigail stood up, pointed at Xing Yuanmi, and glared fiercely.
"Have you said enough?" Wen Jiedi frowned slightly and scanned everyone's face lightly, "If you haven't said enough yet, the door is over there. Slowly say enough."
."
Abigail looked slightly embarrassed, "I have nothing to say to her.
After that, he sat down.
Wen Jedi coughed lightly again and said: "I asked everyone to come here today just because I want to tell you something. In three weeks it will be Christmas. This time, whether it is the cover or the pictures inside, I
I hope everyone can be prepared as soon as possible. I want to hear everyone’s opinions. It’s okay if I’m wrong.”
Perhaps it was because of the quarrel just now, but at this moment, there was silence.
Wen Jiedi looked at Sister Ning: "Sister Ning, you might as well talk about it first. How should this Christmas cover and the pictures inside make it look different from the past?