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Before joining the company, I made a precise plan for my career. That plan was almost accurate to the second. Every tick of the second hand on the clock would be the cornerstone of my brilliant future. But…
I never expected my career to start like this.
Of course, I thought about resigning, but Su Lenglen said, "You still owe last month's rent" and completely stopped my thoughts. Look, this is the difference between "home" and "living under someone else's roof". When the wind and rain come, your home can protect you from the wind and rain, but other people's homes may leave you outside when the storm comes and run away.
Now my daily work process is very simple. I clock in downstairs in the morning, make a nest for myself in the corner of the sofa in the president's office, sit all morning, eat lunch, and then sit all afternoon. On the way, if someone comes to talk to the CEO, I will move myself to another corner. Lunch is an activity that only occurs in these two days.
On the first day, when it was lunch time, the president went out. I didn't receive clear instructions and didn't dare to act rashly. Later, when I was so hungry that I went downstairs to look for food without permission, I was surprised to find that I was locked inside! After struggling for a while, knocking on doors and smashing windows, I gave up and sat on the sofa wholeheartedly waiting for the CEO to come back.
He didn't come back until lunch break was over and went straight to his desk to look at his files.
The unsatisfactory "gurgling" sound in my stomach reminded him of my presence.
"Didn't have lunch?"
"Yeah." I nodded weakly, waiting for his pardon and going down to find some leftovers.
"Oh, that's a pity. AC's lunch has always been famous for its delicious food, and today there is a welcome dinner at noon, and the catering department has specially prepared extra meals."
My stomach growled unsatisfactorily again.
But he continued to look down at the documents and said nothing. He had no intention of letting me go down to eat.
I am silly.
On Thursday morning, I sat on the sofa in the president’s office on time.
The president passed by me, looked down at me for a while and said, "Ms. Guan seems to have lost weight, and she is not as energetic as when we first met her."
I looked at the cold light flashing through his rimless glasses, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. I was 10000% sure that he did it on purpose!
When it was time for lunch again, I collected the ham, biscuits, and yogurt that were hidden everywhere on my body and laid them out on the table provocatively.
The CEO looked at me with a half-smile: "Miss Guan is so amazing. She can conjure a bunch of food out of thin air, just like Tinker Bell."
Humph, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. I have been hungry for three days and if I continue to starve in your shabby room, I am just out of my mind!
But he came over and said, "However, Miss Guan's things can be put away. I will take you out to eat today."
Just like that, I followed the CEO without any prospect and got into his car under the suspicious eyes of my colleagues in the company.
The car came to the most famous five-star hotel in the city in a zigzag manner.
The doorman diligently opened the car door, took the key, and went to valet parking. The waiter didn't even need to ask, he directly led him to a table for two people: "Mr. Yi, please reserve a seat for two guests."
The president sat down, took the menu, and began to read it carefully.
I sat down opposite him at a loss, with my butt only halfway up the chair. When I took the menu, I showed a sinister smile to the waiter standing nearby, then lowered my head and pretended to study the sky-high prices. menu.
“Two special steaks, one medium rare and one medium rare. Red wine.”
“What about the side dishes and desserts?”
"as usual."
"Okay, please wait a moment. You'll be back in a moment." The waiter took back the menu and turned to leave.
I'm a little unhappy. After all, you're inviting me to dinner. You should ask for my opinion. Even if I'm not familiar with this place, I'm not completely free to make my own opinions. But then I thought about it, in a five-star hotel, you can make money just by coming in for a cup of tea, let alone a meal, so I felt relieved again.
Someone came over to pour wine, first the president’s glass, and then the glass in front of me. Just when I was about to reach out and prepare to taste the first glass of French wine in my life, I heard the president say: “Ah, Miss Guan, I’m sorry. I invited a customer to eat, and I invited you to eat at another table. I was negligent, and I'm really sorry." After that, he flicked his fingers, called another waiter, and took me to the table next to him. The waiter stuffed another menu under my nose and left.
Depend on! Damn you Jinhua ham!
I cursed in my mind. This guy definitely humiliated me on purpose! How could he have realized it if I had been sitting across from him for so long
I glared at him, and he picked up the wine glass, made a toast gesture to me, and sipped the wine leisurely.
I threw down the menu card and planned to leave.
A waiter came over and stopped me: "Miss, this table is reserved. If you don't consume it, you still need to pay 20% service fee."
I was just about to say: Go find the pretty boy next to you with the sinister smile, but I immediately thought: Yes, he is the one who pays the bill anyway, and if you don’t eat, you will get nothing. Today, girl, I will eat you up! So I opened the menu and ordered everything in it from beginning to end.
Hum, if I can’t finish it, I’ll pack it away! Then I sneered at him across the table.
After a while, the president's guests arrived, and at the same time, the waiter brought me my first dish.
Looking at the waxy white rice grains and golden eggs, the more I looked at it, the more I thought it looked like the legendary Yangzhou fried rice.
"Excuse me... is this the wrong dish? I don't think I ordered this dish." I asked the waiter next to me.
"The gentleman who came with you ordered this for you. He said that your stomach is not good and you are not suitable for eating greasy food. He specially asked us to make this golden egg fried rice for you."
Sure enough, it is Yangzhou fried rice.
"You fool me with fried rice, I won't eat it! Give it to me instead, I want to eat...steak too!" I raised my voice and said forcefully.
My voice attracted dissatisfied looks from other diners, and the waiter quickly explained: "Miss, although this fried rice is traditional, it is also carefully prepared by our special chefs. It uses exquisite ingredients, is delicious and healthy, and only requires At 198 yuan, it’s absolutely worth the money.”
Yangzhou fried rice for 198 yuan... As a child from a poor family, I succumbed to the idea of "earning money by drinking a cup of tea" and decided to sit down and accept the mercy of fate. I grilled the fried rice depressedly, thinking: No matter how expensive the fried rice is, can it taste like beef? !
An hour later, I got into the president’s car again.
"Is Miss Guan eating well?" he asked me.
"Don't talk about the fried rice in five-star hotels, even plain water is good." I said sarcastically.
"Just eat. I've always been worried about Ms. Guan's psychological burden. Because our company has regulations that only managers above the department manager level will be reimbursed for meals when they eat out on business. Other employees have to pay for their meals when they eat out. Pay the bill. Even though Miss Guan’s lunch today is paid in advance by the company, it will also be deducted from the salary in the future.” The president calmly completed the popular education on the company’s system to the newcomers.
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…Yangzhou fried rice for 198 yuan… pay for yourself…
My heart ached.