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Meng Shuyu thought that Zhou Jun's words were just fake politeness out of human sophistication, but it happened to bring back her memories, causing her to suddenly be unable to look directly at Lin Shunzhi across from her.
Fortunately, there was nothing for her to do at the dinner table, and Meng Shuyu no longer committed the occupational disease of meddling around, and silently ate his own meal.
From the cafeteria to the office, this shift takes more than two hours.
After a report, it was not enough for Meng Shuyu to sort out Lin Shunzhi's information. He also had to follow Zhou Jun's questions, analyze his concerns and prepare for follow-up, and at the appropriate time, he had to put forward some opinions that were in line with the headquarters' position.
Such a brain serves three purposes. At 8:30, Meng Shuyu didn't realize it was raining outside until he walked out of Zhou Jun's office.
The sound insulation in the corridor was weakened, and the sound of pouring rain outside the building flooded into my ears.
Meng Shuyu looked out the window, and when she turned her head, she saw Lin Shunzhi, who had already left, still standing by the elevator, as if waiting for her.
Meng Shuyu almost turned around and rushed back to Zhou Juan's office.
Lin Shunzhi first stopped her with a smile: "Why are you going back so late? I'll give you a ride?"
Meng Shuyu shook her head without thinking: "I won't bother you. I can take the bus or take a taxi."
"What's the trouble with stepping on the accelerator?" Lin Shunzhi pointed out the window, "It's raining so hard that I can't even hold an umbrella to stop it. You'll get wet just walking out of the park."
I don't know if she was led astray by Zhou Jun, but Meng Shuyu always felt that Lin Shunzhi was testing the boundaries of getting along with her from time to time, which was indeed a bit wrong.
"It's okay. I just have to sort out the information. The rain will lighten up in a while. You can go back first."
Lin Shunzhi seemed to want to say something else. He glanced at the door behind her and said instead: "Okay, please pay attention to your own safety."
Meng Shuyu nodded and watched him enter the elevator, when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind.
When he turned around, he saw Zhou Juan walking out carrying a suit jacket.
"Still not leaving?" Zhou Juan glanced at her while putting on his coat.
As soon as Meng Shuyu said a decent answer, he looked around and saw that no one was around. He remembered Zhou Jun's face in the evening and said sternly: "I won't wait for you. I want to ask Mr. Zhou whether my performance tonight is enough." Not professional enough. Are you satisfied?”
Zhou Juan raised his eyebrows: "That's what you're asking?"
"How important this is," Meng Shuyu smiled and nodded, "Your satisfaction is my infinite motivation."
Maybe she was too angry, so Zhou Juan looked at her lightly, suddenly smiled, and raised his hand towards her.
Meng Shuyu was so frightened that he hid back.
He leaned back halfway but saw clearly what Zhou Juan was holding - a car key.
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It's not about being violent.
Zhou Juan glanced at the window in the corridor that was filled with rainwater, looked back and said, "There's still one point left."
"What?" Meng Shuyu moved slightly and repositioned his body.
"I said, I'm still one point away from being completely satisfied," Zhou Jun shook the car key in his hand, "Ren Xu is having trouble getting through, please ask Assistant Meng to drive a car."
"… oh."
Afternoon the next day.
The corridor on the eighth floor of the Moridai Industrial Park office building changed from its usual cleanliness. After a quarter past one, the elevator door opening and closing prompts sounded frequently.
The sound of leather heels hitting the porcelain floor was heard continuously, from light to heavy and then lighter again, gradually flowing into the conference room at the end of the corridor.
The three secretaries from the general manager's office were busy coming in and out in an orderly manner, and from time to time they asked Meng Shuyu at the workstation for instructions.
At three minutes to the hour, Tang Xuanxuan leaned into Meng Shuyu's ear and whispered something.
Meng Shuyu nodded, stood up and took a deep breath.
This is the first high-level meeting she has chaired in Moridai as the general assistant, and it would be a lie to say she is not nervous.
Last night, I drove Zhou Juan back to her apartment, which saved her from having to wait for the rain to stop, so she could go back to bed early. Unfortunately, it was a waste of time, and she still couldn't sleep for half the night thinking about what would happen today.
Meng Shuyu closed her laptop, walked to the office door diagonally opposite and took a look inside.
She had been thinking about it for a long time, but Zhou Juan was fine. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand in his pocket and looked at the scenery, as if he had nothing to do.
"Mr. Zhou, everyone is here in the conference room." Meng Shuyu said inward.
Zhou Juan said "hmm", turned around and walked out.
Meng Shuyu stepped out of the way to follow him. When he arrived at the door of the conference room, he opened the door and entered. He slightly bent his back and made an invitation gesture.
The noisy room suddenly became silent.
A circle of people around the conference table looked over.
Meng Shuyu quietly raised her eyes and saw the same choked expressions on the faces of several department heads as she had this morning -
Because she had a premonition that today would not go well, and because of Lin Shunzhi's reminder yesterday, Meng Shuyu was afraid that she would not be able to control the situation, so she deliberately wore a very formal dark-coloured OL suit.
As soon as he arrived at the company, he saw Zhou Juan wearing a white shirt that was more casual than yesterday, a pair of light brown trousers, and not even a suit jacket.
It is said that the more people lack something, the more they want to make up for it on the surface, but the result is to cover up the problem.
There was no comparison and no harm in the first place, but Zhou Juan acted like this casually. Looking at the excessive exertion on his body, Meng Shuyu immediately felt timid.
At this moment, when I looked at the dark conference room, which was filled with formal attire, I saw the same high and low opinions.
The scene fluctuated after being still for a moment.
The middle-aged man closest to the head of the conference table stood up first and said with a smile: "President Zhou is here."
Then the department heads who were originally motionless also stood up and greeted Zhou Juan one by one.
Zhou Juan glanced at Zhao Rongxun with a faint smile, walked to the front seat and sat down: "Everyone, please sit down."
Meng Shuyu sat down next to Zhou Jun, but saw the department heads under Zhao Rongxun standing motionless.
"Why, you didn't hear what Mr. Zhou said?" It wasn't until Zhao Rongxun smiled and scolded that everyone sat down.
A subtle atmosphere spread in the conference room.
The smile on Zhou Juan's face became deeper.
Like something interesting happened.
As long as Zhou Juan is not embarrassed, Meng Shuyu will not be embarrassed either.
As long as Zhou Juan finds it interesting, Meng Shuyu can also find it interesting.
Meng Shuyu didn't notice the power of Zhao Rongxun, the supply chain director, and cleared her throat with a smile: "Then let me read out the meeting procedures-"
"This business analysis meeting is divided into four stages. In the first stage, the Finance Department will report on the overall operating situation of the business unit this year. In the second stage, each business department will conduct implementation analysis. In the third stage, representatives from the Supply Chain Purchasing Department will report on the first to eighth of this year. The monthly achievement rate of key indicators such as cost reduction, production scheduling, turnover rate, and finally the management support organization will report on the current organizational structure, staffing and echelon construction.”
"Mr. Zhou," Meng Shuyu turned to ask Zhou Jun, "Do you have any questions about the meeting process?"
"No," Zhou Juan raised his hand towards Zhao Rongxun, "Where is Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Rongxun: "Mr. Zhou is a returnee elite personally appointed by Mr. Cai. He must have many new ideas in business management. Of course I will follow Mr. Zhou's arrangements."
Zhou Jun: "Mr. Zhao is being humble. In the past six months, as the acting general manager, you have led all colleagues in the business department to work together. At least half of the business results displayed at today's meeting are due to you..."
Meng Shuyu blinked slowly, and the hand hidden behind the laptop screen quietly pressed the remote control.
The report ppt from the Finance Department was displayed on the big screen.
Everyone looked around and saw a shockingly bleak deficit.
Zhou Jun glanced at Meng Shuyu, with a faint smile floating in his eyes, and then said to Zhao Rongxun, whose expression changed in the room, "I should learn more from you."
After the tense opening remarks, Meng Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief and watched the football match with Zhou Jun.
Seeing that more than a dozen department heads sitting here took turns on stage to analyze the root causes of substandard profits, each one kicked the ball to the next one.
After listening for a long time, Meng Shuyu finally understood. It was just that the sales department thought it was a problem with the quality department, the quality department thought it was a problem with the production department, the production department thought it was a problem with the technology department, and the technology department thought it was a problem with the purchasing department. …
It was the turn of the last player from the purchasing department, and there was no one to catch the ball. Zheng Shoufu was also a talented person, and he started talking about market issues.
“In the first half of this year, the prices of upstream raw materials continued to rise. When the overall cost of the glass and steel markets increased by more than 40%, the purchasing department achieved a result of focusing on advance procurement and achieving a 4 percentage point increase in the cost of main materials lower than the market increase. This is This is a great victory for our purchasing department in decision-making... ”
After Zheng Shoufu finished boasting, Zhou Jun nodded appreciatively: "Four percentage points is indeed a gratifying achievement, but Director Zheng, are you missing the cost data of the benchmark company?"
Zheng Shoufu choked and laughed confidently: "The market environment is like this. When we go up, they go up, and everyone is the same. Mr. Zhou was abroad before, so he probably doesn't know much about the national conditions, right? Let's talk about this three-level 25 mm diameter For rebar, when the previous wave of price increases came in May, the average price per ton rose by almost 400 yuan a day. Those are bloody figures... "
Meng Shuyu listened for a long time, but could not discern even half of the answer to the question, and couldn't help but feel angry for Zheng Shoufu.
Sure enough, Zhou Juan listened for five minutes and only replied: "Is it my problem that embarrasses Bu Zheng?"
Zheng Shoufu turned pale and glanced towards Zhao Rongxun.
Zhou Jun followed Zheng Shoufu's gaze and looked at Zhao Rongxun: "Or are you talking about Mr. Zhao, we haven't done cost benchmarking in the past?"
"How is that possible?" Zhao Rongxun smiled and glanced at Zheng Shoufu fiercely, "Go back and quickly send this year's cost benchmarking analysis report to Mr. Zhou."
During the afternoon meeting, Zhou Juan only found fault with the purchasing department.
But this alone is enough for Meng Shuyu to stay and work overtime.
There was no news about the report that he thought would be sent soon. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and Zhou Jun seemed to be not getting off work until he waited for the report, Meng Shuyu resignedly went to the canteen to finish dinner.
I didn't sleep well last night, and I didn't catch up on any sleep to prepare for the meeting at noon today. Not long after dinner, Meng Shuyu fell asleep at his workstation.
It wasn't until half past eight o'clock, when the shortcut keys for sending and receiving emails were almost exhausted, that a new email finally entered the mailbox.
Meng Shuyu immediately opened the attachment and looked at it.
The further he looked down, the tighter his frown became.
After browsing back and forth twice, she dialed the internal phone number of the purchasing department: "Secretary Wu, is Department Zheng still in the office right now?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and there was a vague whisper, and then the answer came: "General Assistant Meng, Department Zheng has gone off work. What do you want to ask him about? I will convey it to him later."
"Then I'll come back tomorrow, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Meng Shuyu printed out the report and walked to Zhou Juan's office. He hesitated in front of his door for a minute, then let out a sigh of relief and turned around and entered the elevator.
Arriving at the first floor below, the elevator door moved open, just in time to catch Zheng Shoufu.
"Bu Zheng," Meng Shuyu stopped the person with a smile, "I just read your report, and I have a few questions that I would like to ask you. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to spare ten minutes now?"
Zheng Shoufu turned around and looked at her sideways: "Did Mr. Zhou ask you to come?"
"I haven't given the report yet..."
"So Assistant Meng actually knows about procurement?" Zheng Shoufu interrupted her impatiently.
Meng Shuyu smiled without changing his expression: "Of course I'm not as professional as you, so I just want to ask you for advice."
"Assistant Meng, do you think I took Mori Dai's salary to give you a layman to answer your questions?" Zheng Shoufu sneered, turned around and left.
Meng Shuyu suppressed her temper, forced out a smile again, and caught up: "Bu Zheng, if I wasn't absolutely sure, I wouldn't bother you at this point. A layman like me can see the data problems in five minutes, and Mr. Zhou only needs a glance." , If you don’t answer my questions, it will be difficult for me to explain, and it will be difficult for you to explain, don’t you think?”
"Assistant Meng is used to living comfortably in the headquarters, right?" Zheng Shoufu looked Meng Shuyu up and down, "Yes, this is young, beautiful and well-spoken. Who in the office building can't help but agree? But it's different here. We old men don't know how to cherish a beautiful woman. Damn it, Assistant Meng has the time to find fault with me, why not show off to a gentle man like Mr. Zhou, maybe it will be easy to explain."
Meng Shuyu was so angry that she didn't even react when she saw Zheng Shoufu ditching him and walked away, taking a mouthful of car exhaust.
During her internship as a senior in college, she was just a subordinate at Moridai. She didn't have much opportunity to deal directly with senior management, and she never experienced the arrogance of these department heads.
Later, when I went to the headquarters, I found that people in the office building really liked to do superficial things. Even if they were dissatisfied, they would only talk behind the scenes.
This was the first time that Meng Shuyu was pointed at the nose and ridiculed in front of his face.
After forcing herself to work overtime to this point due to sleepiness, and recalling Zheng Shoufu's unpleasant words with some hints, Meng Shuyu wanted to give up and get off work for a moment.
When he returned to the eighth floor, he saw that the lights in Zhou Juan's office were still on, so he endured it and rang the bell.
The double doors moved away, and Zhou Juan's smiling voice came out: "Why am I angry?"
Meng Shuyu stopped and looked inside, seeing Zhou Juan leaning against the back of his chair and holding his cell phone.
Judging from his relaxed posture, it was probably not a work call.
Zhou Jun glanced at her, pointed to the chair opposite, and motioned for her to sit down first, while continuing to talk on the phone: "I think these people are still so simple-minded at their age. In a meeting, they will write down who belongs to which group. On the face, isn’t it cute?”
Meng Shuyu pulled out the chair for a moment, guessing that Zhou Juan was chatting with someone about Zheng Shoufu and the others.
Zhou Juan did not shy away from her, but when he heard these words, Meng Shuyu felt a little uncomfortable.
Zhou Juan doesn't care about those hermaphrodites, not only because of his excellent psychological quality, but also because he is in an absolute upper position.
When people stand tall, they naturally focus on the overall situation and consider the long-term plan, so they are less likely to be emotionally shaken by trivial matters at the moment.
But for an ordinary migrant worker like her, whether her life goes smoothly or not is very important.
What Zheng Shoufu said just now is right - she really hasn't suffered any big hardships at the headquarters.
After all, Mr. Cai, who is backed by his words, as long as he has a little bit of interpersonal skills, someone will buy him face no matter how difficult the communication is.
But now that he is a living target like Zhou Juan, even if he has three heads, six arms and all the talk, it is of no use and he will only suffer.
Just tonight, Zheng Shoufu could take out all the anger he suffered from Zhou Juan on her, but he couldn't talk about the grievances she suffered.
Telling Zhou Juan about Zheng Shoufu's difficulties will only make her boss think she is incompetent.
Zhou Juan was still smiling and talking to others, and Meng Shuyu had no intention of listening anymore. He stood aside with his eyes downcast, holding the report that weighed more than a thousand kilograms and thinking: Pretending not to discover the data problem, or truthfully telling himself and Zheng Shoufu Negotiation failed—which one would be less cold-eyed by Zhou Jun.
Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Zhou Juan stop smiling and say, "Stop talking, hang up first."
Meng Shuyu raised her eyes and looked at him.
Zhou Juan's gaze fell directly on her face: "There is a little girl here who seems to be bullied."