Ruan Cunyun's work performance has improved visibly recently.
In the first week after arriving at the company, although Ruan Cunyun showed perfect liveliness, he was still more or less restrained.
But Ruan Cunyun seems to have relaxed in the past two days and is more focused on his work.
Even Sister Rain praised Ruan Cunyun for completing his recent tasks quickly and well, which far exceeded her expectations for a newcomer.
Ruan Cunyun felt a little embarrassed because this was the result of his avoidance of social interaction.
Zhu Han looked at Ruan Cunyun taking out a lunch box as usual, feeling a little disappointed: "Xiao Ruan brought his own lunch again, won't you go out to eat with us? We are going to eat pizza today, it will be very lively!"
Ruan Cunyun smiled and said, "Well, I'm still used to eating what I cook myself."
Xiaomei pushed Zhu Han out and said, "Bringing your own lunch is so healthy! I plan to bring my own lunch next week too. Let's learn from Xiaoruan and live a healthy life together..."
Watching his colleagues gradually walk away, Ruan Cunyun let out a long sigh.
Sure enough, he was still not used to such lively scenes.
Ruan Cunyun resolutely chose to take a detour.
Ruan Cunyun not only cooked today, but also peeled a box of mango cubes for himself.
In the office area, Qin Fanglu watched Ruan Cunyun stand up, glance at him, and then walk towards the door with a lot of small movements.
The experience of being stopped when passing by Qin Fanglu's table last time was still vivid in Ruan Cunyun's mind. His scalp tingled whenever he thought about it.
After walking around the entire floor in a long circle, Qin Fanglu watched Ruan Cunyun quicken his pace in the last few steps. He was as agile as Jerry in Tom and Jerry, and his small body disappeared around the corner of the corridor in a flash.
There were not many people in the office, with a large number of empty seats, like a bare wheat field after being harvested. Ruan Cunyun was moving alone in the bare field, standing out particularly.
Qin Fanglu certainly knew where this corridor led to—his own lounge.
It feels good to be alone for a while, and it feels good to be alone all the time.
After a minute of agony, Ruan Cunyun finally completed the planned itinerary, ran under the cover of the wall, felt relieved, and lay down on the sofa in the lounge.
Damn, President Qin is usually not in the office at noon, why is he still here today!
There are two ways to get to that secluded lounge.
He looked around, sniffing left and right like a cat that had just arrived at a new home. He was obviously very curious, but pretended not to care.
He's not going to the lounge today? Why is he going outside
The first route is the shortest, but it must pass by Qin Fanglu's desk.
Ruan Cunyun suddenly became nervous.
The second route would require going around most of the office desks on the first floor and making a long detour. The advantage of this route was that it would not appear under Mr. Qin's nose.
But Ruan Cunyun didn't want to make the detour so obvious, otherwise it would be obvious at once that he wanted to avoid the boss.
So Ruan Cunyun carried the two small boxes and walked in the opposite direction without looking around. He walked in circles with a nonchalant pace, pacing in deep thought, looking outside the door and at the paintings on the wall, perfectly portraying a newcomer wandering aimlessly in a new company.
He stood up with two small boxes in his hand and suddenly saw Qin Fanglu still sitting at his desk.
Ruan Cunyun glanced at Qin Fanglu out of the corner of his eye. Fortunately, Mr. Qin was concentrating on looking at the computer and didn't seem to notice him at all.
Successfully bypassed the big boss! Ruan Cunyun cheered slightly.
This shows that Ruan Cunyun has a clear goal... So Ruan Cunyun is going around in such a big circle just to avoid me
Is he a hot potato
Qin Fanglu was puzzled. He was indeed a bit superior in the eyes of his employees, but they shouldn't be so scared, right
He tapped his pen, thinking back to Cheng Kai's ridicule and boasting towards him, and once again felt an urgent need to improve his management methods.
Ruan Cunyun has a BALLS album on his phone, which is filled with all of Teacher Dan’s paintings. He takes them out and flips through them from time to time, and some of the pictures have been polished to pieces by him.
While eating, Ruan Cunyun read with relish the comics that Teacher Dan had written a year ago. No matter how many times he read it, he still liked it and could always discover new little details.
Such a lunch break is so wonderful, I hope he can have countless of them!
There were sudden knocks on the door of the lounge. Ruan Cunyun was startled and subconsciously turned off his phone quickly.
Qin Fanglu stood by the door, casually raised the take-away box in his hand, and asked calmly, "Can I come in?"
Qin Fanglu never thought that one day he would need other people's permission to enter his own lounge.
Ruan Cunyun put down his chopsticks and stood up like a primary school student, as if looking up at the three good students on the flag-raising platform.
"Boss Qin... Of course, you can."
Qin Fanglu strode in and sat down next to Ruan Cunyun. The sofa sank softly, leaving a distance of two or three people between them.
He opened the lid of the takeaway, and aroma and steam came out, like white mist.
"The smell is too bad when eating in the office area." Qin Fanglu said, as if explaining why he was here.
Ruan Cunyun was still standing there stupidly, his legs a little stiff.
Qin Fanglu looked at him, and glanced at the sofa with his eyes lowered: "Don't you want to sit?"
"Sitting."
When Ruan Cunyun heard his own hollow voice, he bent his knees and sat stiffly on the sofa.
It's over, I'm sitting down, it's too late to run now.
God probably saw that he had been living too comfortably these past few days, so he sent his superior to torture him, Ruan Cunyun thought.
Qin Fanglu's voice rang in his ears: "What do you think of this lounge?"
Ruan Cunyun was stunned. He didn't expect that his boss would show concern for the lounge.
"Yeah... it's good. I've been here for a few days and I feel very comfortable."
Qin Fanglu continued to ask: "Do you think there is anything that can be improved?" Ruan Cunyun thought seriously and said: "Maybe the location is too remote. Generally, people don't come here... It's a bit of a waste."
"It's nice to have no one around." Qin Fanglu lowered his eyes and used the tip of his chopsticks to pick the shrimp out of the celery. "It's quiet."
Ruan Cunyun's fingertips trembled, and the small fork pierced into the soft mango flesh, and the sweet and sour juice flowed down.
"Well, if no one is around, just be quiet."
Qin Fanglu asked: "What do you think if we add two sleeping cabins to the lounge?"
Ruan Cunyun's heart trembled, and he almost thought that he was seen sleeping here. He nodded hastily: "I think it's good. I think some colleagues will want to take a lunch break."
Qin Fanglu's expression was normal, and he said, "I plan to add a few new rest areas to the company, so I want to ask for your opinions."
So that's how it is. Ruan Cunyun felt relieved.
"Speaking of colleagues, what do you think of them?" Qin Fanglu asked every question directly and without any embellishment.
Ruan Cunyun said sincerely: "Everyone is very nice. They guide me in work and play."
“But the eating habits are different?”
Qin Fanglu's question was asked in a tactful way, but the meaning was clear. He was actually asking you why you never eat with your colleagues.
Ruan Cunyun could actually find countless excuses, such as healthy lifestyle, allergies to foreign food, or to be more sarcastic and say that his girlfriend insisted that he finish the loving lunch every day.
But he felt Qin Fanglu's gaze on him, which was somewhat heavy and hard to ignore.
Ruan Cunyun suddenly didn't want to make up excuses anymore.
"I'm not that familiar with you all yet." Ruan Cunyun promised, "I will have dinner with you all next week."
"How you eat is up to you," Qin Fanglu said quickly. "There is no rule in our company that you must eat with your colleagues."
Ruan Cunyun opened his eyes slightly: "...Okay."
Qin Fanglu changed the subject: "But I think it is necessary for colleagues to understand and work together with each other."
"Yes, that's right." Ruan Cunyun nodded vigorously and began to reflect on himself, "I really just arrived at the company, and many colleagues don't recognize me..."
"Many old colleagues don't necessarily know each other." Qin Fanglu interrupted him calmly, "Our department has always lacked opportunities for internal communication - what kind of group activities do you think young people like now? The department can try it."
Ruan Cunyun cried for help, "Boss Qin, aren't you a young man yourself? Why are you asking me?"
Ruan Cunyun gritted his teeth and copied and pasted from Xiaomei: "Karaoke, board games, bars, shopping..."
He doesn't like any of them!
Qin Fanglu shook his head slightly and rejected it: "It's all too casual."
Ruan Cunyun was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard his boss ask, "What do you think of group travel? I remember you said you like traveling."
Ruan Cunyun smiled and followed his boss's words: "Are you talking about team building? The effect should be good."
Qin Fanglu finally revealed a somewhat satisfied smile: "Okay."
Good, what's good about it! Ruan Cunyun was about to faint, as if he was pushing himself into a pit of fire.
Qin Fanglu did not ask any more questions, and Ruan Cunyun racked his brains but could not think of any topic.
The two of them ate their meals in an eerie silence, sitting at opposite ends of the sofa, like two migrant workers who were strangers to each other.
Boss Qin was sitting next to him, and even if Ruan Cunyun had a hundred guts he wouldn't dare to take out Teacher Dan's paintings to look at them.
Qin Fanglu is the kind of person who has a strong presence. He was only wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt today, and the smell of aftershave was very faint, but Ruan Cunyun could still clearly feel his pressure, which came from the huge difference in status and experience between them.
Ruan Cunyun felt like he was sitting on pins and needles and ate his meal as fast as he could.
Qin Fanglu suddenly said, "Eat slowly. Eating too fast may cause gastritis, gastric ulcers, and even gastric cancer."
After stopping chewing, Ruan Cunyun's cheeks puffed up slightly, and he turned to look at Qin Fanglu with some surprise.
The tone sounded like that of his old-fashioned yet loving father.
Qin Fanglu added gently: "There is still an hour before work starts, there is no rush."
Ruan Cunyun nodded mechanically and started chewing slowly again.
For some reason, he was suddenly no longer nervous and even felt like laughing.
The two of them finished their meal at a speed that wouldn't cause stomach problems, and then they each cleared away their dishes.
Ruan Cunyun stood up anxiously, holding the empty box, and said respectfully to Qin Fanglu: "Boss Qin, I'm done eating. I'll go back first."
Qin Fanglu showed some doubt: "You don't take a nap?"
Ruan Cunyun didn't understand the deeper logic behind these words. He just wanted to escape and said, "I'm still quite energetic now, haha."
"See you this afternoon, Mr. Qin."
When Ruan Cunyun left the lounge, there were only four words in his mind: as if he had been pardoned.
After Ruan Cunyun left, Qin Fanglu turned on his phone and pulled up his memo, which was filled with a whole page of plans.
[Battle Plan for Affiliative Leadership]
1. Chat with grassroots employees!
2. Use the sentence pattern “What do you think about…?” at least three times to show your listening skills!
3. You must care about your employees’ health, as health is the capital of work.
4. How about going on a trip with your employees? That sounds great ^-^
Qin Fanglu ticked the boxes after the first three sentences and wrote “in progress” after the fourth sentence.
He finally typed three words for himself: damn daddy.
Well, writing it down like this is indeed the only way to be motivated!
(End of this chapter)