Before the sun rose, the dormitory for single employees of the unit began to chirp. Who said it wasn't that? The excitement of going to work was not there yet. When it stopped, I started to communicate quietly with the new interns. Everyone summarized their experiences and hoped that
You can leave a good impression on your colleagues when you enter the department.
No, early in the morning, Ear has been fully dressed. Today Ear is very excited. Today is the day to go to the department to meet with colleagues. Ear's heart is filled with all kinds of little rabbits, all kinds of greetings, all kinds of things.
Curiosity, all kinds of freshness. Whenever I think of this, my ears are also wondering whether every new intern thinks like this. I feel happy but also uneasy.
The person who led Er Er into the department was the thin housekeeper. The moment the door opened, Er Er's heart was in his throat. He had rehearsed the politeness and greetings countless times in his heart, and had completely forgotten them all in an instant. He was still the same.
The employee was experienced. As soon as the thin housekeeper entered the door, she cleared her throat to symbolize her status. Then she glanced at her ears and said, squinting her head and eyes into a corner of the office and said: Old Mo, I will bring you someone.
Come on, you can arrange the rest.' He said, and stepped back out of the department very wisely. He quickly opened his eyes and looked, who is Leader Mo, please get to know him quickly, don't lower the price and make others laugh.
At this time, Er Er saw a dark-looking little old man, wearing a pair of faded clothes from the 1980s, walking towards him on foot. He walked slowly and slowly, wearing a pair of old Beijing cloth shoes with worn leather, and grinned.
He looked like he was afraid that his ears would not be able to see his big yellow teeth, his ears and head were buzzing, and all the handsome European bosses in his Korean dramas were mentioned, and even the resolute and resolute manager in Chinese TV dramas was completely missing. This
Wearing old Beijing cloth shoes, with a shriveled appearance and a little old man, who is the leader? My ears and head are almost sweating, which song is this?!
Just when Er Er was at a loss, suddenly a eldest sister walked into Er Er's eyes. The old lady looked like she was in her early 40s and had a pair of big eyes. She immediately covered Er Er behind her and said, "What are you looking at? You are so serious. Don't treat me like a kid."
The girl was frightened. As soon as these words came out, Ear immediately felt like the elder sister next door, and a sense of intimacy arose spontaneously. Ear glanced at the elder sister secretly. They said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. This is true at all. The elder sister is a tall person.
Not only must he be dignified, but his temperament is also very good. They say that after the age of 40, you have to judge a person by his temperament. This is true. With the comfort of the eldest sister next door, the atmosphere in the department became lively. A man in his 30s
A middle-aged man who never left his cell phone also caught up, nodded politely, and said, "Now the wording is better, the atmosphere in the office has become more youthful." There was also a tall man with a bit of majesty.
The man with thick eyebrows also nodded.
Ear took a look and found that there are only 5 people in the office plus me. There are advantages to having fewer people and more people to have more people. Each has its own pros and cons and cannot be forced. However, Ear still doesn’t understand why. He has a leadership style.
This dignified man has not become a leader. According to the narration of the eldest sister next door, this dignified man should be called the calligraphy uncle with thick eyebrows. He also often participates in calligraphy competitions in the province or other units and has won many awards. Such a talented person,
It's so unbelievable that my ears don't understand, and this leader Mo, who wears old Beijing cloth shoes and looks like a shriveled old man, has become the supervisor here. It's really wonderful. There will always be some stories in the future.
Er Er's heart was relieved. It was good to have a few well-intentioned colleagues actively communicate with him. At least he didn't worry about being rejected. Er Er suddenly thought of Lotto and the glasses man who were interning with him. I really don't know.
How are they doing now? Have they made new colleagues? (To be continued)