Yu Bei sent me to Ji's, and I got off the car some way away from Ji's. I didn't want others to see me and him, which would affect my plan.
After I deposited my luggage at the front desk, the lady at the front desk immediately notified the Human Resources Department, but within a moment someone came downstairs and introduced himself as Liu, and asked me to call him Xiao Liu.
Xiao Liu picked up my luggage for me and drove me to the dormitory. I just knew that Ji's was a big company, so the staff's dormitory wouldn't be that bad, but it turned out to be almost the same as the hotel I stayed in before.
I was very satisfied with the single room, bathroom and balcony. The corners of my mouth curled up slightly, thinking it was due to Ji Minhao's concern yesterday.
Xiao Liu quickly took me back to the company, went through the entry procedures, greeted each department, and took me to the 16th floor, where he introduced me to Han Canxiu, assistant to the general manager. Han Canxiu nodded to me lightly and said that the general manager had not arrived yet.
Just as he was talking, Ji Minhao walked over. He was still wearing a suit just like yesterday, a little less chic as he was having fun in the bar that night, and a little more calm in the workplace.
"Mr. Ji, Miss Lu is here to report." Xiao Liu reported. I bowed slightly towards Ji Minhao.
Ji Minhao nodded and said: "Jun, oh, Miss Lu, do your job well. If you need anything, please report it to the Human Resources Department."
I bowed again and formally followed Xiao Liu to the office. My superior was Ruan Zhenxing, the financial director. A middle-aged man about forty years old, he was rigorous and unsmiling. I was also a "mute". He ordered
I will just follow the instructions given.
On the first day of work, I first learned about the company's organizational structure, and then the work content. My work content was very simple, mainly processing some documents and arranging the schedule for the director.
The work content is not too complicated. With a little effort, I can roughly memorize it in three days. It is impossible for an intern to gain too much trust from the director. Even for some past calendar accounts, I do not have permission to view them.
, what’s more, gaining the director’s trust is not something that can be accomplished overnight.
I put my hand on my chin, facing the sunshine outside the window, and stirred the coffee cup. Ji is very humane. From 3:30 to 4 o'clock in the afternoon, there is a half-hour tea time, and for
Let this afternoon tea time have a relaxing effect. The general manager forces everyone in the company to put down the work at hand, drink a cup of coffee and enjoy the sunshine at this time.
Xiaodong, the accounting specialist, said to me: "Siyu, you are so lucky. This policy was just formulated and you came here."
I looked at her doubtfully, and Xiaodong said again: "You don't know, the former general manager, ah, Mr. Hao's sister, Miss Ji, was a workaholic, oh, no, he should be a bloodthirsty capitalist, eager to exploit
Do our residual value. Fortunately, she is pregnant. It is said that in order to raise the baby with peace of mind, although she still has the title of general manager, she rarely interferes with the company's affairs. Mr. Hao is really a blessing to us employees. Not only does he look sunny
Handsome, fashionably dressed, and most importantly, without the dirty blood of capitalists."
It was the first time I heard this kind of gossip, and my impression of Ji Min'en became even worse. However, Ji Minhao was indeed a sunny man as they said. However, at the age of 25 or 26, he was an excellent hip-hop dancer and treated others well.
He is kind and sunny. No wonder like Xiaodong, wherever he goes, the eyes of female colleagues in the company follow him.
My thoughts wandered far away, so I picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. The bitter and mellow aroma lingered on my tongue, and the taste was great.
"Isn't it bitter?" asked a brisk voice, still speaking Mandarin poorly. I don't know when Ji Minhao arrived beside me. I was so surprised that I immediately stood up and nodded to him as a greeting.
Ji Minhao pulled out the chair next to me, sat down calmly and said, "Make me a cup of the coffee you just made. I want to try it. Is it really not bitter at all?"
Because I didn't like Ji Min'en, I didn't have any good impressions of Ji Minhao when I met him in the bar last time. But I didn't expect that because of his help, I joined Ji's. In the words of Ji's employees, he was still a good person.
A good leader. Should I look at him with admiration?
Nodding slightly, I left quickly, took out the coffee beans, and poured them into the coffee machine. Director Ruan has a unique taste and never likes to drink coffee ground outside. There is a big bag of coffee beans in his cabinet. According to Xiaodong,
He said that coffee beans come from Indonesia, and I immediately remembered the cat poop coffee that Jun Changqian once told me.
At that time he said, I listened and fanned my nose repeatedly, but I took the coffee brewed in front of him, took a sip, and said it tasted delicious. When he told me that it was cat poop coffee,
It almost didn't squirt out. It's undeniable that it tastes really good.
Xiaodong said that Mr. Ruan’s wife is Indonesian. Three years ago, they separated and Mrs. Ruan returned to Indonesia. She just sent the purest coffee beans every year, but every time Xiaodong and the others could not brew the purest coffee.
Good thing I'm here.
This is what Xiaodong said when he taught me this difficult task on my first day of employment, with a worried look on his face. But unexpectedly, Mr. Ruan did not break the coffee after drinking it.
cup, but asked me to cook another portion.
Since it is cat poop coffee, the coffee cup is also good. At this time, I was walking to the window sill with the cup in hand.
Ji Minhao looked at the sunshine outside the window and said, "I really want to go out!"
Looking at his side face, his longing eyes have never been far away from those bright sunshine. The autumn sun is the most refreshing and warms the heart.
I put the porcelain cup in front of him, and at his signal, I sat back to my original position. I still subconsciously glanced at my phone. There were still ten minutes left.
"I have never liked dealing with company affairs since I was a child." He didn't even look at me. He picked up the cup and stirred it. He looked at the sugar cubes on the side and said to himself: "I like to walk around. I have visited many places in China.
Traveled all over.”
I listened quietly, what does this have to do with me? Maybe I thought I couldn't speak, but I was someone who could listen.
He picked up the cup and took a sip. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he stuck out his tongue and said, "Wow, it's so bitter!"
There was a hint of naughtiness and cuteness in that look. I arched my eyebrows and pointed at the sugar cubes placed aside.
Ji Minhao leaned over and looked at my cup, and asked doubtfully: "Is yours really without sugar?"
I nodded, picked it up and took a sip. I liked the mellow and bitter taste, which stayed on the tip of my tongue and slid into my heart. The first coffee I drank, Jun Changqian drank the bitterest one. He didn’t like adding sugar.
, some of his original words at that time were, when you have endured all the suffering, you will realize that the suffering in your heart is nothing.
I couldn't understand what he said at that time, but I was only thirteen or fourteen years old, so naturally I didn't want to drink bitter food. I added sugar cubes piece by piece until the coffee overflowed the edge of the cup. I still didn't think it was enough. Jun Changqian shook his head with a smile, his eyes sparkling.
He caressed my hair gently and said, "Forget it, since you don't like suffering, don't eat it. As long as I'm here, how can I make you suffer?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on my lips. No one can accompany someone until old age. The person who promised to grow old together may also watch love turn into hatred. With his dependence and promise, he will not have to endure hardship.
Already broken.
Ji Minhao looked at me, and actually reached out to take my cup. He watched helplessly as my cup reached his lips, and the rim of the cup, which still had a faint lipstick mark, was pressed against his lips.
I was stunned, and it was too late to stop me.
"It is indeed bitter!" Ji Minhao put down the cup and announced his identification results very seriously. At the same time, he frowned very tightly and waved to me: "No, I have to rinse my mouth."
Looking at his back, which was almost running away in panic, I smiled again. Can Ji Minhao manage the Ji family well? Oh, if the management is not good, it is better! If you want to avenge your parents, you can save it.
Many things.
I didn't expect that after drinking my original coffee that day, Ji Minhao's assistant came downstairs and asked me for coffee beans. The coffee beans were not mine, but the director's. I just took the opportunity to make coffee.
I poured myself a cup. When Ji Minhao came that day, he was thinking of his status as the general manager. Out of hospitality etiquette, I made him a cup.
I looked at her in embarrassment, and the director happened to come out, thinking that she wanted to see the director for something. After asking, I found out that she wanted coffee beans. The director asked me to give her a small bag and taught her some techniques for making coffee.
Method, when sending her away, Mr. Ruan gave me a thoughtful look.
I didn't understand this look at first, but half a month later, Mr. Ruan actually taught me some tasks other than the work of the intern assistant, and even did not shy away from some of the company's accounting records that he had done well.
I actually gained his trust through a strange combination of circumstances. This was beyond my expectation, but I couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
Ji Minhao would visit the finance department every once in a while during tea time. The reason was simple. His assistant couldn't make bitter and fragrant coffee, and even took away the precious bag of cat poop coffee given by Mr. Ruan.
The beans were wasted. Speaking of this, Ji Minhao looked like he hated the iron.
There was only one window in the Finance Department that faced the sun. After Ji Minhao came down to drink coffee for the fifth time, he made a call to his assistant. After the assistant ran down in a hurry, Ji Minhao pointed to the side that faced the sun.
Window: "Find a way to make a terrace here! Set up two round tables, a set of rattan chairs, and green plants!"
The assistant didn't dare to neglect, so he immediately agreed and went. So a week later during afternoon tea time, this terrace became General Manager Ji Minhao's private space, and I became his full-time barista.
Rumors began to spread quietly in a large company like Ji's, so one day during afternoon tea time, this ordinary terrace welcomed an extraordinary guest.
