After passing through the office area, which is not particularly long, there are several independent offices in the corner by the window.
Most of the contents on the computer at the work station are small public buildings, such as schools, not too complex large buildings.
The people at the workstation were all young and mostly male. Jian Anran looked around and saw almost no other girls except the woman in front of her who looked like an HR.
There are constant sounds of keyboard typing and mouse clicks in the office. Even if a stranger walks by, no one has time to pay attention.
"Please give up!" A quick voice came from behind, and Jane Anran leaned against the wall subconsciously. A boy clutched his work badge tightly on his chest and flew past her.
He was still holding his mobile phone in one hand, as if he was making a call, "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment, I will send you the documents right away."
The girl with Jian Anran smiled at her, "There is a project being submitted for approval recently, and everyone is quite busy."
"We're here." The girl suddenly stopped at the door of the large office in the corner. The words "General Manager's Office" were hung on the glass door. The girl knocked on the door first, and after hearing "Come in" from inside, she opened the door.
Come in.
The girl came in with Jian Anran, "Mr. Liu, this is classmate Jian Anran who is here for the interview today."
The girl said as she walked forward and pulled out a document from a pile of documents in the corner of her desk. From a distance, it looked like Jian Anran's resume.
"Have you brought your portfolio?" The middle-aged man at the desk raised his head and carefully looked at the cautious Jian Anran in front of him.
She nodded, took out a thick portfolio from her bag, and placed it on the desk in front of the man.
This office is very large, with heavy mahogany furniture as far as the eye can see. There is no computer on the huge desk, only a half-open volume of calligraphy works.
The pen next to it was a brush with ink dripping from the tip. It seemed that the general manager was still practicing calligraphy before they came in.
The white smoke from the incense curls up from the table, and the sound of running water from the Feng Shui ball is heard next to the desk. On the wall is a huge ink painting of "A Galloping Horse", and below the painting is an emerald-green lucky bamboo, all of which highlight this person.
Mr. Liu’s usual tone.
He put down the walnuts that were still being plated in his left hand, carefully folded the rice paper with calligraphy works on it, and then pulled over Jian Anran's portfolio.
Jian Anran and this HR sister were standing in front of the desk, and the only sounds in the office were the running water of the Feng Shui ball and the turning of pages in the portfolio.
"Swish, swish, swish", the other party flipped through all of Jian Anran's works in the past four years with just a few clicks.
"Hmm..." The other party seemed to be about to comment when he heard a rapid knock on the door behind him.
Jian Anran subconsciously looked back and saw that the person who poked his head half way through the door was the tired boy just now.
As soon as Mr. Liu spoke, the groove on his face moved along with his facial expression, "What's the matter? Come in and talk."
The boy first glanced at Jian Anran in front of him, then hurried forward, "Mr. Liu, Mr. Chen just called and said that their plan was rejected by the General Engineering Office, and the other party said..."
The boy's words were a bit stuck. Mr. Liu in front of him seemed a little displeased. He said "tsk", but his tone was still very calm: "What did you say?"
"At this stage, there are still so many things that have not been changed. The project has been rejected so that we can follow the modification opinions from the previous two stages and send them to them after we have made the changes."
Mr. Liu first exhaled a deep breath and paused, "So?"
The boy looked a little embarrassed, and his momentum was instantly weakened by half, "We have another project behind us that is about to start its first report. Now it has been stuck for us to make changes. It may conflict with our behind-the-scenes projects. You
Look what's going on here..."
"Xiao Zheng," Mr. Liu slapped the cover on Jian Anran's portfolio, "this project of yours will be very difficult for us to handle in the future."
The boy in front of him put his hands respectfully in front of him and did not speak.
"The cycle of our projects must strictly follow the prescribed time. Otherwise, the later stages will be delayed and two or three projects on hand will be carried out at the same time. Then it will be you who will have to work hard."
The boy nodded several times, then saw Mr. Liu wave his hand, "Okay, go and do your work, I have something else to do here."
The boy raised his head in surprise at first, but it seemed that he was not too surprised and walked out of the office with his head lowered.
After hearing the door slam shut, Mr. Liu opened the pages of the portfolio that he had not finished reading just now.
Are you going out now? Although Jian Anran didn’t understand, she was greatly shocked.
The boy who just came in not only clearly explained the problems he was encountering at the moment, but also clearly requested instructions from the leader.
But the Mr. Liu in front of him not only did not give any decision-making advice, he also openly pointed out his employees' mistakes in front of outsiders, and launched a long speech around this mistake, which seemed to have no clear content. She had to recall that Zhou Yun's roommate found an internship at a rendering company just after the Chinese New Year.
If the owner of the project is Party A, and the designer is Party B who is entrusted with the design, then the role of the rendering company who is entrusted by the designer is Party C in this link.
Designers have been humbled to the point of dust in front of Party A, with almost no right to speak, not to mention the status of the rendering company.
Party A's words will break Party B's legs, not to mention that Party C will make changes in conjunction with Party B's changes.
Therefore, the design institute often works overtime to draw pictures until three in the morning, and the rendering company will continue to work hard until six o'clock, or even until noon, on the basis of their work. As soon as they get to work in the afternoon, the design institute rushes to Party A's company with the renderings.
Report.
These are the stories that Zhou Yun’s roommate shared with everyone after one month of work. Only then did everyone understand why the predecessors in the architectural field tried every means to discourage them, young seedlings who had just emerged from society——
Never go to Party C’s company! It’s better to go to Party A’s company!
Ning Beibei was very disdainful when she first heard about it: "Is this something I can go if I want?"
Mr. Liu finally finished flipping through Jian Anran's resume, closed it and looked up at Jian Anran again.
After a long while, he suddenly asked: "With your body... you should be in good health? Do you often catch colds and fever?"
Jian Anran hesitated for a moment before shaking her head, "Everything is fine."
"Very good...very good..." Mr. Liu repeated what she said, "Let me tell you this, I am a talent-cherishing person, and I don't want to miss any talent, do you understand?"<
