Nothing is closer to discouragement than arrogance. - Amiel
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If it were an ordinary person, being scolded by her boss might not be a big deal, but she, Qin Ruochu, could be said to have been praised all the time. From childhood to adulthood, no one had treated her so harshly, whether it was teachers, classmates or parents.
Pass her.
Most schools in China generally lack frustration education. All children are raised in greenhouses and pyramids. Once they enter the melting pot of society and face the cruelty of reality, the blow they receive will be extraordinary.
, and for some more vulnerable children, it can even be fatal.
Obviously, Ruochu has not adapted to this huge psychological gap.
In fact, in the workplace, it is normal to be lectured by your boss, not recognized for your work or even misunderstood. But Ruochu's problem is that she was only mentally prepared to work hard, and did not
Be mentally prepared to endure this content.
You can't blame her, but she needs to get over this psychological hurdle. If she can't get over it, she will never be able to truly integrate into this society, and she will never defeat herself.
She used her lunch break to draft a resignation application.
She needed to save her dignity and the pride she had accumulated over the past eighteen years, but regrettably she chose this extreme and childish way.
Maybe not in ten years, but in two years or even a few months, she will feel that what she is doing today is childish, but at this time, she is extremely stubborn in believing that this is the only way she can go.
I sent my resignation email to Editor-in-Chief Pei and silently started to sort out the things on my desk, although there was nothing.
A wooden pen holder that Ruoqi carved and gave to her on her fifteenth birthday; a photo frame with a family photo on it, and Qin Benru's smiling face on it, while Ruochu, a little girl, sat happily in his arms
; Suddenly there was an urge to cry. She originally thought it was a success. How could it happen? How could it become like this? It was really difficult for her to figure it out.
Is it not working hard enough?
Isn’t it because you haven’t worked hard enough?
She doesn't know why everything seems to have become difficult since she made the decision to give up graduate school and want to go out on her own.
I finally waited until the afternoon to go to work. Ruochu went to the editor's office to talk to Pei Hua about resigning, but couldn't find her, so he returned to his seat, but he couldn't do anything. He didn't drink any water at noon, and he didn't notice that he was hungry.
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While she was in a daze, the editor-in-chief called her and asked her to come over.
Ruochu took a deep breath. She must have seen her resignation application. Okay, let's make it clear now. Even if she leaves, she must be confident.
As soon as the front foot went in, Ruochu straightened his back subconsciously.
"Xiao Qin, are you American?" Editor Pei asked before Ruochu could stop.
Ruochu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"It has been decided from above that you will go to the Oscar Awards as a journalist and photographer to cover the Oscars. You can make your own arrangements." Pei Hua said slowly, sounding weak.
Ruochu stood there blankly, not knowing what to say.
"Do you have any questions?" Pei Hua looked at her expression and asked impatiently.
"Ah, yes, Editor Pei, I have already submitted my resignation application to you?" Ruochu said calmly. Going to interview Oscar on the spot was something she would never dare to think about, but she had already made a decision and regretted it.
It's impossible.
"That email, right?"
"Yes..." Ruochu lowered his head.
"Are you demonstrating against me?" Pei Hua raised the end of the question very high, which suddenly touched Ruochu's nerves.
"Editor Pei, I have no intention of protesting to anyone. The reason why I resigned is because I found that I can't adapt to your work requirements. It's that simple." Ruochu held his head high and replied coldly word by word.
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"Okay, but don't forget that according to the regulations of our magazine, resignation must be submitted one month in advance. Even if you leave, you must first finish the work assigned to me by your superiors." Pei Hua's tone was also without any hesitation.
room.
After a long while, Ruochu nodded, "If it's a rule, I will respect it, and at the same time I will complete my part of the job. Is there anything else?" After saying that, Ruochu no longer concealed her emotions.
, she found that if she was allowed to look at Pei Hua's face for a while longer, she might not have nightmares.
"Don't think that I can't do it without you. It's because the reporter who was originally scheduled was temporarily busy and it was too late for others to go through the formalities, but you just didn't need it." Pei Hua never forgot to hit her.
Ruochu nodded, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of her mouth, realizing that if she got used to her way of speaking, she wouldn't be able to hurt her. This discovery made her feel more comfortable.
"You must do an interview with someone when you come back. Don't go in vain. It's best to do a very popular interview with Monica Dawson. It is said that she just divorced a Chinese. Don't say I didn't remind you.
Don't you understand that I sent you out for an interview to let you go out for fun?" Pei Hua thought that she was guiding Ruochu very dedicatedly, even though she wanted to drive away the stubborn and ignorant child in front of her now more than ever.
Ruochu's eyebrows knit together and her hands clenched into fists unconsciously, not because of Pei Hua's attitude, but because of her tone and disdain when she mentioned Aunt Monica and her so-called "a Chinese",
She didn't know why Monica and Daddy separated, but she definitely didn't want their privacy to be discussed so openly.
Perhaps because he saw something wrong with Ruochu's expression, Pei Hua stopped saying anything and said, "It's okay. You can go out first."
Ruochu immediately turned around and left, not caring about being polite, because she was really afraid that she would quarrel with this woman.
"Wait a minute, that special plan is based on your original plan and can be edited by an artist." Pei Hua said reluctantly behind her.
Ruochu didn't even look back and walked out directly.
Pei Hua was left furious in the office. When she went to see the editor-in-chief in the afternoon, they praised Qin Ruochu for her specially planned meal, which made it difficult for her to say anything.
The interview reporter was also replaced by Xiaochuan. The original interview reporter was a niece of Pei Hua Yuanfang. She went on all the overseas interview missions in the past few years. Of course, only the two of them knew about their relationship, and Pei Hua's niece
He also knows how to deal with the world, and every time he comes back from abroad, he brings very nice gifts to Pei Hua. But this time he was replaced, and Pei Hua also had his front teeth knocked out and could only swallow them in his stomach.
I originally wanted to follow Qin Ruochu's example and write a resignation letter to make the editor-in-chief take my opinion seriously, but after much consideration, I couldn't make the decision.
First, I can’t figure out the new editor-in-chief’s temper. If the lie turns out to be true, the gain will outweigh the loss.
Second, she really doesn't want to leave now, especially after seeing the editor-in-chief. Although he has been against her, such a man will make people happy even if they work for him by his side.
At least, as soon as Pei Hua entered the editor-in-chief's office, all his persistence easily turned into compliance. She didn't have the strength to refute anything he told her. She didn't know why, but this man just made people tolerant.
Can’t hold back the aura of surrender.
When Ruochu returned to his seat in a daze, it felt like he was in a dream. When he entered, he was still reluctant and determined to leave. No one expected that it would turn out like this.
Going to the Oscars to do on-site reporting, this is okay, just write a press release. The key is the exclusive interviews. Would those big stars who are attracting world attention pay attention to the editor of a small magazine? It is a joke. Besides, the previous Oscar album,
There are no interviews with celebrities either, because it doesn’t mean that you can get interviews if you want. Even if it’s CCTV, you have to look at the mood of the celebrities, right?
It was obvious that he deliberately made things difficult for her, but since he agreed, Ruochu must do it with his character. There was no way out. He could ask his father for help and ask him to go to Monica for an interview. However, how could she bear to do it at this time?
Let daddy beg that person for her again?
Forget it, there will always be a way. Let's talk about it then. The problem now is how to go to the United States without letting my family know.
When he was about to get off work, Rousseau called and asked Ruochu to have dinner together. Ruochu directly asked Rousseau to come to the magazine to find her.
When Rousseau saw Ruochu coming out of the elevator, he couldn't help but be startled. He took a few steps to meet her and frowned at her face.
"Why are you so listless and looking so bad? Are you sick?" He said and stretched out a hand to explore Ruochu's forehead, then put it on his own head to try.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Ruochu forced a smile. It was a very warm thing to be worried about by someone. This was the warmest moment of the day. Ruochu was suddenly moved and wanted to cry.
"Isn't that tiring? Now you have to prepare a paper and work..."
"I'm hungry. I forgot to eat at noon, so I asked you to treat me." Ruochu interrupted Rousseau and cheered up to joke with him.
Rousseau sighed helplessly, forgetting even about eating, "Let's go to the old place and eat your hot pot." After saying that, he naturally put his arm around Ruochu's shoulders, and Ruochu's body stiffened for a moment.
Thinking about how I was often hugged by him like this when I was a kid, I didn't refuse.
Seeing Ruochu eating differently than before, Rousseau put down his chopsticks and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?" He knew her so well, everything happened on her face since childhood.
Ruochu struggled to swallow the food in his mouth and looked at Rousseau, "Is there any way I can hide this from my family for a few days? I want to go abroad."
"how long?"
"At least three days."
"do what?"
"Interview assignment."
"give it to me."
"What can you do?"
"Once your father checks you, I'll tell you to go to social practice, and then go to your house every day to eat. If anything happens, I'll report it to the head office in time, right?"
"..."
"Can you eat well this time, miss?" Rousseau glared at Ruochu, who smiled gratefully, but tears flowed out unconsciously. Too many things happened on this day.
"Well, if I tried my best to prevent you from finding a job, wouldn't you be so unhappy now?" Rousseau handed the tissue box at hand to Ruochu. Ruochu did not accept it, but shook his head with tears and laughter.
"Okay, then we will persevere and never fall down until the last moment." Rousseau said as if coaxing a child, and clenched his fist vigorously.
Ruo Chu looked at him, and finally imitated his movements and clenched a small hand into a fist. Yes, he must not fall down until the last moment.