Wang Qing didn't dare to hide it, and honestly gave Zhang Zongzhu's address, she hesitated: "...Are you going to visit Zongzhu?"
Wang Qing secretly mourned for Zhang Jianian in his heart. It would be too miserable for anyone to be blocked by President Chu.
Just as Chu Chu wanted to respond, she caught sight of Wang Qing's slightly embarrassed look, and suddenly had an epiphany: "Is it bad for me to come?"
Chu Chu thought for a while, if she asked for leave and was harassed by her boss, she would probably get angry.
Wang Qing wanted to say yes, but she couldn't hit President Chu so directly, she said smoothly: "You are concerned about the general assistant's condition, and he will definitely be happy too. You can send a message to greet him."
The subtext of this sentence is, don't make a special trip to the door to be scary.
Chu Chu thinks about it too, she is chasing Zhang Jianian every day to ask about her work, which is really impersonal, so she might as well survive this day. She played the abacus well, and after working for a while, she realized that many things were messed up and she was very busy.
There are many departments in Yinda Investment, not to mention the ongoing investment projects, the huge amount of information almost instantly overwhelms Chu Chu. Zhang Jianian's existence is like a knot on countless strings. He organized all the trivial matters and handed them over to Chu Chu for questioning. Now that the knots are gone, thousands of thin ropes are unraveling. Facing all kinds of irregularities, Chu Chu is completely clueless and feels like he has no idea what to do.
Just after noon, Chu Chu couldn't hold it anymore. She called Wang Qing and said with a headache: "Can you prioritize everything and give it to me in an orderly manner? I understand what needs to be done."
Everyone reported the work with a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west, and even did not pass the gas, making Chu Chu feel that the work was extremely difficult to advance, and it only made people upset. In the past, Zhang Jianian prepared all the materials, and placed the important tasks that required her decision-making at the top, and trivial matters were solved silently. The logic was extremely clear, and it was easy to see at a glance.
Wang Qing was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Okay, wait a moment."
Secretary-General Wang Qing was afraid that President Chu would get angry and hurriedly organize the work, but she was only the secretary-general after all, and did not have a deep understanding of investment and business, so the things she made were incomparable to that of President Zhang. Wang Qing's rank is not as good as Zhang Jianian's. It is difficult to have direct dialogue with the company's bosses, and his communication skills have declined, and he cannot solve the fundamental problem.
Zhang Jianian inspected the company from the perspective of the boss, and presented the most critical content to President Chu, saving time and energy for the boss. Others lack his vision and experience, and even if they paint a tiger, they cannot imitate the essence.
But this can't blame Wang Qing. If she reached Zhang Jianian's level, she would have been promoted and raised her salary long ago and not the secretary-general.
Chu Chu sighed, and fell back to the chair in despair. For the first time, he felt that the general assistant Zhang was too oppressed on weekdays, and suggested, "Can't we find another general assistant? If this goes on like this, won't it kill Zhang Jianian to death."
Wang Qing cautiously reminded: "...the company used to have other general assistants."
Chu Chu said in surprise: "What about them? Why haven't I seen them?"
Wang Qing: "...You said that it was not in line with the company's corporate culture, so they left." In other words, it was a disguised persuasion.
The original female supporting role hates others to control her will and thoughts. The chief assistant is actually a senior management position with a certain amount of real power. How could she allow someone to affect her power? Those who are incapable of being fired, those who are disobedient, and those who are not pleasing to the eye, only Zhang Jianian stayed behind and became a national treasure.
Chu Yanyin once invested many people in Yinda, but now Zhang Jianian is the only fruit left.
Chu Chu really didn't know the company's past history. She had a headache looking at the complicated affairs, and finally stood up and said, "I'd better go and have a look."
Chu Chu: Whether it's a real visit or a fake care, I don't want to stay in the company to handle my work anyway.
Chu Chu asked Wang Qing to call a car for him, then went to get the coat on the hanger, packed up and prepared to leave. Wang Qing hurriedly agreed. After arranging the vehicle, she couldn't help but secretly sent a message to Assistant Zhang, and tipped off privately. Mr. Chu's sudden visit will inevitably put a lot of pressure on people, so Mr. Zhang must be prepared.
Chu Chu didn't know the little actions of her subordinates. She took a car to Zhang Jianian's address, but the car stopped at a narrow intersection. The driver said apologetically, "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, it seems that we can't drive in ahead."
Chu Chu stared blankly out of the car window. Private cars were parked on both sides of the road, blocking the path so tightly that it was impossible to pass. The mottled residential buildings are covered with green creepers, the aunt with a grocery basket is standing on the side of the road chatting, strange little advertisements are posted on the walls, and the pictures with a strong sense of fireworks and life greatly impact her senses .
She didn't know how long she hadn't seen such a place. It seemed that she was insulated from the world after she wore a book.
Chu Chu was wearing a high-definition suit with a famous bag on her shoulders, standing at the door of the unit building out of place. A bunch of retired old men were playing chess gathered under the tree. When they saw the uninvited guest with a peculiar painting style, they asked curiously, "Girl, who are you looking for?"
"Hello, which side is the third unit?" Chu Chu asked politely, not having stage fright.
The enthusiastic gentlemen pointed her in the direction, and couldn't help but gossip: "Oh, I haven't seen you before!"
"Well, I'm here to find friends."
"Boy friend?"
"… no."
Obviously, the retired gentlemen neither likes the Internet nor understands the net comprehensive, and no one recognizes Chu Chu. Chu Chu followed the instructions and found the third unit. There was no elevator in the residential building, and the newspaper boxes on the side were covered with thick ash. Chu Chu climbed the stairs, full of doubts in her heart, how could Zhang Jianian live here
Even if Chu Chu doesn't understand the structure of the fund company's department, she is not a fool without common sense of life. Zhang Jianian is the same as the vice president, and his annual salary must start in millions, and he will even own a certain equity and participate in dividends. He was still transferred from Qisheng Group to Yinda Investment. He had worked for Chu Yanyin, and he probably took the equity of Qisheng.
Wang Qing can rent a room and a living room near the company, and Zhang Jianian's income is absolutely no problem to buy a house. In Chu Chu's imagination, the financial elite will never live in old residential buildings, which is completely inconsistent with human design.
Zhang Jianian worked and handled hundreds of millions of projects during the day. At night, he went home and slept in a dilapidated residential building. He was almost crying and sad. Chu Chu felt a burst of sadness thinking about it, and wanted to give him a raise in anger.
Chu Chu found Zhang Jianian's door according to the address. She wanted to ring the doorbell, but found that it was broken, so she could only knock on the heavy iron door helplessly. Before she could open the door, a strange sound came from behind her. When Chu Chu turned her head, she saw that the neighbor on the other side opened the door vigilantly, glanced at her secretly, and then closed the iron door.
Chu Chu was taken aback by the sneaky behavior of the opponent, and only felt inexplicable.
The sound insulation of the old residential building is not good, and it didn't take long for her to hear the neighbors yelling at home: "Oh, hey, that bitch next door didn't lie! She really has a daughter-in-law!"
"Why are you arguing again, it's not that you don't want to mention it, or that the matchmaker has failed..."
"I'm just not angry, but I have a good son, look at her eyes above the top! If her son is really promising, why don't you buy a house or a car? Apart from being able to see, what other conditions are good?"
Chu Chu stood in the narrow aisle, listening to the short and trivial parents, like falling from a high-end and delicate Korean drama to an extremely earthy family ethics drama, and felt that the painting style was very different.
The heavy iron door was slammed open, and a middle-aged woman wearing an apron appeared on her hips, scolding in Chongqing dialect: "He who is surnamed He, you know a hammer!"
"Zhang Yafang, don't be rude!" The neighbor heard a familiar voice and immediately went out to scold him.
Zhang Yafang pushed the door aggressively and came out, wanting to come forward to reason with the other party, but the neighbors refused to give in, and the two sides were about to confront each other. The fight between middle-aged aunts is the most terrifying, and no one dares to persuade them for a while.
"Stop—" Chu Chu couldn't stand it any longer, and made a pause gesture to mediate.
Zhang Yafang wondered, "Which one are you?"
Chu Chu said lightly: "Mediator of the neighborhood committee, the two aunties should say a few words less to build a civilized community together."
Zhang Yafang: "???"
Seeing this, the neighbor gave Zhang Yafang a blank look: "Seeing that there are guests in your house, I'm too lazy to care about you today!"
After the neighbors finished speaking, they closed the door and left. I don't know if they really didn't care, or if they were afraid of Zhang Yafang's sturdiness.
Chu Chu reminded in a timely manner: "Hello Auntie, I am Zhang Jianian's colleague. I heard that he is ill, so I will come and see."
Zhang Yafang heard the words, looked up and down Chu Chu, who had an extraordinary temperament, and wiped her hands on the apron in a panic, losing the majestic style she had just now. She didn't say Chongqing dialect, but changed into awkward Mandarin, and said anxiously: "Ah, please come in quickly, Jia Nian is out... He will be back soon!"
Chu Chu nodded and handed the bag to Zhang Yafang: "Auntie, this is a little thought..."
Zhang Yafang quickly reached out to pick it up, and said politely, "Come here, why do you still bring something!"
Chu Chu: "I really don't know what to send, so I brought two pounds of work materials..." Waiting for Zhang Jianian to deal with it.
Zhang Yafang: "Okay, you are too polite!"
Chu Chu followed Zhang Yafang into the house. The floor of the room was a very old-fashioned floor tile, and the decoration style was quite ancient, revealing the style of the last century. The house was cleaned very cleanly, making Chu Chu feel like returning to her hometown during the Chinese New Year.
Zhang Yafang looked at Chu Chu, who was wearing an expensive suit, and felt uneasy for a while, not knowing how to arrange her. Chu Chu's style of painting is completely different from that in the house. Zhang Yafang finally suggested enthusiastically: "Otherwise, you can go to Jia Nian's room and sit, he will be back in a while!"
Zhang Yafang only knew that her son worked in a very powerful company, and that her colleagues were either rich or expensive, and they were of great value. Naturally, she did not dare to neglect Chu Chu, and tried her best to make her feel at home. Zhang Yafang was obviously very concerned about Chu Chu's visit. She was as busy as a bee, and said in confusion, "I, should I make you something... coffee?"
"Thank you, auntie, you're welcome." Chu Chu declined embarrassedly, not expecting that she was here at the wrong time, let alone that Manager Zhang was staying with his family.
Zhang Yafang was a little distressed, and looked at Chu Chu with expectant eyes: "Then what would you like to drink?"
Chu Chu couldn't refuse the love of the elders, so she could only say: "It's good to be cool and white."
Zhang Yafang successfully fed President Chu a cup of cool white Kai, and finally left with satisfaction.
Chu Chu wandered around in Zhang Jianian's room, and finally found some traces of Zhang's life. Various materials are neatly placed on the simple and elegant computer table. There are several rows of heavy foreign books on the bookshelf, clean shirts and dark single beds are placed on the hangers. Other than that, there are no other furnishings in the room, everything is minimalist.
Looking at this scene, Chu Chu remembered her luxurious community and the Chu family mansion, and felt like a vicious capitalist.
Chu Chu: Deli's subordinate's family is poor, yet she still has the face to spend a lot of money.
Chu Chu waited boredly for a while, and then heard the sound of chopping vegetables from the kitchen. Chu Chupa watched from the door, Zhang Yafang noticed her arrival, and quickly asked in awkward Chongqing Mandarin, "Do you have any taboos?"
"No, auntie, let me help you." Chu Chu smelled the aroma of the dishes and was actually a little hungry. She hadn't eaten home-cooked food for a long time.
"No, no! Go and sit!" Zhang Yafang said quickly.
Downstairs, Zhang Jianian carried a plastic bag slowly upstairs, not realizing that today was different from usual. He forgot to bring his mobile phone when he went out. He was a little uneasy at this time, and he felt anxious about missing information. It is estimated that this is a common problem of modern people. Zhang Jianian thought of taking sick leave today, and it should be fine to leave the communication device for a short time, so he comforted himself in his heart.
During this time, Zhang Jianian was exhausted. To be precise, since he came to Yinda Investment, not a day has been easy. President Chu used to be irritable, irrational, and unreasonable, giving people a lot of mental pressure and forcing back countless confidants of the chairman. Now, her character has improved and she has begun to reason, but she is always speaking in a wrong way, which still gives people a lot of mental pressure.
Zhang Jianian thought of President Chu and what happened yesterday, and suddenly felt powerless. He hasn't thought of a solution yet, and no one can talk about this kind of thing, so he can only hide at home and stay away from the company temporarily.
Zhang Jianian thought to himself, but staying at home is also not good. At the company, he is oppressed by President Chu, and at home, he is oppressed by Ms. Zhang Yafang.
Zhang Jianian took out the key to the house, and when he opened the door, he saw the most terrifying scene in his life.
Zhang Yafang and President Chu gathered together and were happily communicating. In the familiar Sichuan-Chongqing accent, Zhang Yafang excitedly said that his parents were short, while Mr. Chu, who was rich, was rolling his sleeves and squatting aside to choose dishes. There was an air of joy in the house, and the two terrifying women were talking and laughing.
Zhang Yafang saw Zhang Jianian with a stiff expression at the door and greeted, "Hey, I'm back!"
The next second, Zhang Jianian resolutely closed the door, facing the iron door, he just hoped that he had just read it wrong and tried the wrong way to open the door.
Zhang Jianian: How can two devils appear in hell at the same time? It's as unreasonable as having two suns in the sky!
Zhang Jianian hoped that this was a dream, but he heard the voice inside the door in despair.
Zhang Yafang: "What tricks does he play? He's really sick and confused..."
Chu Chu: "Maybe it's too happy to go home, and I want to reopen the door and reminisce."
Zhang Jianian: "..."