After going out, Nan Haoran still cherished the ink like gold, and walked in front of the meteor.
Qian Mai had to secretly speed up a little bit to keep up with him.
The indoor office of Huayang Building has a "back"-shaped structure. At the second corner, Nan Haoran stopped, pushed open the glass door of the design department, and made a "please" gesture to signal Qian Mai to go in.
Qianmai doesn't know how other employees of Avril started to work on the first day, but it is not difficult to imagine that there will definitely be a training evaluation period, or a trial period. The situation like her is undoubtedly special, not to mention that it is directly airborne. The report object is the chairman and his wife. There have been well-informed employees biting each other's ears, and now they are protected by the general manager. OK, it's really hard not to be noticeable.
Qianmai lamented, his class is really gorgeous and high-profile.
The large open office area is a bit messy. There are seven or eight people sitting sparsely in the grids next to each other. The computer is on and everyone is busy. On the side against the wall, a number of garment molds and fabric ready-made garments were also placed.
At this moment, seeing the rarely seen general manager leading an unfamiliar woman walk in, everyone was curious and flew at the corner of their eyes. In the glass single room on the innermost side, a delicate woman who was thirty years away saw the situation outside and immediately greeted her.
She was wearing a set of white professional women's clothing with black edging, curly hair turned into a bun and pinned behind her head, her expression was gentle, but her eyes were shrewd and capable.
Qian Mai smiled friendly at her, guessing in his heart that this might be the director or chief designer. Later, Nan Haoran's introduction confirmed that her judgment was completely correct. This woman was Lin Li, the director of the design department.
After handing Qianmai to Lin Li, Nan Haoran nodded slightly at everyone, then turned and left.
Everyone made a simple introduction to each other, and the atmosphere in the office area became lively and noisy.
Qianmai followed Lin Li into the single room. When she turned to cover the door, she heard a tall woman in a rose red dress jokingly saying, "Axuan, is this your master?"
The woman in red is called Wang Na. When she introduced herself, Qian Mai immediately remembered. Her characteristic is that she has a strong Suixian accent in Mandarin.
Looking in the direction where Wang Na was talking, sitting next door was a boy wearing a blue plaid shirt, he was looking down and sorting out information. Like Qian Xiaohai, although he always tried to pretend to be prudent, he was somewhat immature and childish, presumably a graduate who had just left school.
"Dian designer, please sit down casually." Lin Li enthusiastically greeted Qian Mai to sit down, with a pair of eyes comparable to radar, looking at her carefully, refusing to let go of any facial expressions.
"Director Lin, call me'Mai', so be more casual." Qian Mai said with a smile. Although she was thinking about Nan Weiwei's affairs and was very anxious and emotional, she still had to do all the etiquette she should have.
Lin Li was very accommodating, nodded, and agreed: "Then you call me'Sister Lin' too. In this office, I and Chen are the oldest. He took the designer to the factory today. You go first. HR Xiao Zhang will go through the entry procedures, and when he goes to work tomorrow, I will introduce you to you."
"Okay, no problem." Qian Maiqiang smiled.
"Wheat, are you from Jintian County?"
"No, I am from Jintian Nanjiang."
"Nanjiang is good, I've been to that place once, and the scenery is very nice... Then you are a fresh graduate of Beijing F University?"
"Yes it is."
"It's unbelievable. Old Chen and I have seen your resume, especially the award-winning work attached at the end, and felt very good. We all appreciate your design talent, bold colors, and full of creativity. It doesn't seem to be just coming out. Newcomers to the school. Apart from participating in some design competitions, what design experience do you have?"
Lin Li is really suitable for the role of the eldest sister. She speaks eloquently, and makes people feel like spring breeze.
Unfortunately, Qian Mai is not in the mood to accompany her today, and he succinctly replied: "I don't have a special design experience. It's just that I like Tuya in my spare time. Sometimes inspiration comes up, and there will be a few works."
"Then... it doesn't matter. Now when you come to Avril, you have a special design experience... You must work hard. The chairman value you very much, and he designed a studio for you specifically, and is equipped with an assistant and a special car. ."
Lin Li can sit in the position of director of the design department, and naturally has no shortage of housekeeping skills. For example, her "recognition of people" is extremely accurate. Years of work experience tells her that the airborne character in front of her is not easy. Once she enters the company, she has more equipment than her veteran. But even though she had many questions, she did not continue to inquire. Instead, she reached out and took the internal phone.
Qianmai continued to smile, but felt powerless for the complicated interpersonal relationships in the workplace. After dragging for a long time, whether the new boss is deliberately or unintentionally tentative, it is better for her who is not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships to show her "loyalty" quickly.
While Lin Li dialed the call, Qian Mai took a sigh of relief, playfully made a big Yali expression, and muttered in a small voice, "Uncle Nan is too much fanfare. It's only a year. Do you need a design office... ”
Immediately afterwards, she saw Lin Li's hand paused, and then she continued to dial casually. The phone was connected, and immediately, someone outside got up and walked over here, it was the boy in the blue plaid shirt.
"Mai, this is your assistant, a fresh graduate of Huayang University majoring in administrative management, personally selected by the chairman." Lin Li introduced.
Qian Mai was extremely surprised, what happened to Uncle Nan? I found myself a professional assistant who was not right. But when she first arrived, she couldn't say anything. It's better to have an assistant than no one.
"Ouyang Xuan, this is the new designer of Qianmai. From today, you will officially assist her in product design matters. Now take her to the office."
"Okay, Sister Lin." Ouyang Xuan immediately responded.
Hearing that Ouyang Xuan did call Lin Li "Sister Lin", Qian Mai also followed the "hometown": "Sister Lin, can I start work tomorrow? I didn't bring any tools today."
"Yes. You go to the office first, and just come over and tell me what you are missing."
Lin Li complied with kindness and readily agreed. These post-80s employees are all able to read, be good at textual research, and have a lot of various PASS when they graduated. They are really proficient in all kinds of martial arts. Compared with their prestigious university background, she no longer has any advantages in terms of age or education. It is really hard to manage them based on work experience. Since Qian Mai is a relative of the chairman and only exercises for a short period of time, it is better to let the sheep graze as she pleases instead of trying to please.
Qianmai's office is close to the leftmost wall, and the small space is divided into two blocks. Outside is Ouyang Xuan's assistant room, and inside is her studio. I took the key to open the door and took a rough look, and I found everything I should have, so I immediately locked it back.
Filling out the form non-stop, completing the entry formalities, and raising the form to see that the time was close to the end of get off work. Qian Mai declined Ouyang Xuan's pick-up, and Fei also ran out of Huayang Building, stopped a taxi, and went straight to Huayang Hospital.
All of Liu Feipeng's mobile phones are turned off, and it is the same now.
Looking at the surgical clinics one by one, there was no one. I ran to an acquaintance and asked. It turned out that there was an accident in an operation this morning. Now the experts and doctors are still working together to rescue. Surgical interns should watch and learn rescue measures in the audio-visual classroom.
Qianmai listened and walked silently back to the door of the surgical clinic, with a heart stumbling, praying secretly for the patient who was being rescued, and worrying about Nan Weiwei in a foreign country.
Time ticked by, and after an unknown period of time, a group of young interns in white medical robes came up from the stairs.
From a distance, looking at the energetic figure of Ping Ting at the entrance of the clinic, like a summer tree, Liu Feipeng's heartbeat speeded up inexplicably, and his eyes became hot. Slowly approached, and finally couldn't help but ran over the classmates.
"Wheat... is it really you?" Liu Feipeng stretched his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes full of surprises from a long-awaited reunion.
"Oh..." Suddenly the person who wanted to meet appeared in front of him, and Qianmai was in a momentary trance, waiting for a thousand words that he had thought up and disappeared, leaving only a soft onomatopoeia.
"Silly girl, dressed so beautifully today." Looking at the person in front of him, Liu Feipeng couldn't help but stretched out his hand, messing up the black bangs on the forehead of the submerged wheat.
A long-lost touch rushed to my heart, and Divine Wheat's throat choked, his eyes became hazy, something slowly infiltrated the corners of his eyes. This is the difference between colleagues and classmates. Obviously, they have been separated for many years, and they rarely meet each other. But as long as they come together, the familiar and cordial feeling will come to life. There is no separation, no suspicion, as if never Never separated.
"Huh? Become a crying cat?" Liu Feipeng's face snapped closer, and he scraped Dianmai's nose with his fingers.
"No." Qianmai smiled with tears, snapped a picture of his evil fingers, stared at this stiff, angular face, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I haven't seen you in half a year, you have become handsome again. Wear. The appearance of the medical gown is very similar to Zhang Dongjian in "Brother Doctor"."
"I'm not handsome as Zhang Dongjian." Liu Feipeng smiled and not ashamed when he heard the praise from others, and touched his chin narcissistically.
One sentence made Qian Mai chuckle, and the feeling of joy and play when he was studying was back.
"Oh, buddy, girlfriend?..." There was a nasty paw on Liu Feipeng's shoulder.
Before Liu Feipeng took the photo, there was another one who entangled him and said: "There are such beauties in my hometown. No wonder you are not interested in Wang MM..."
"We are junior high school classmates." Upon hearing this, Qian Mai's face rose to a tomato.
The two culprits ate Liu Feipeng's two crutches separately. Seeing that there was no excitement, they went to the surgical clinic.
"Is that person rescued in the morning?" Qian Mai asked suddenly.
Liu Feipeng was taken aback, and then understood: "Don't worry! That person is very brave. The Ji people have their own visions, and there are so many experts to rescue them. Finally, they survived. Wait, there will be a special meeting in the courtyard to discuss the next. Diagnosis and treatment plan."
"Study medicine is very hard, right? On the operating table, the doctor's every move is vital to his life."
"It's a little bit, but it's very meaningful. As long as you are in awe, concentrate, and do it carefully, you should be able to succeed." Liu Feipeng is confident in his studies.
Over there, the interns filed out again, calling Liu Feipeng to the meeting room on the top floor to listen to the experts to discuss the diagnosis and treatment plan.
Seeing that Liu Feipeng is so busy, coupled with the special nature of his profession, Qianmai didn't want him to be distracted, so he took the time to lightly and asked: "Has Weiwei contacted you recently?"
Speaking of Nan Weiwei, Liu Feipeng said in a good mood: "She, she must be mixing the oil with honey and reluctant to think about it. Where can I contact us. It's Alaska and Hawaii. I said, it's necessary to run like that. Is it far? It’s better to go back to Huayang. The weather here, SPA every day, and sauna every day..."
Hearing that, Qianmai's heart gradually cooled, and the last glimmer of hope was also lost.
Seeing that the intern in front had disappeared at the top of the stairs, he hurriedly pushed Liu Feipeng to go there: "You hurry up and study. I will text you when I have something to do, and I will often come to see you. My home is in Huayang, and you rest. Come to my house when you want to play, and just tell me if there is any inconvenience and help you need..."
"I see. When did you become such a mother-in-law?" Liu Feipeng joked funny.
Watching Liu Feipeng and others take the elevator to the top floor, after parting ways, Qianmai went straight back home.
Turn on the computer, E-mail, MSN, QQ, and keep sending out short messages one by one. Nan Weiwei's cell phone had been turned off long ago, no matter whether she could see it or not, Qianmai sent text messages one by one as usual.
"Nan Weiwei, have you eaten too much bread and your mind becomes silly? If you read too much English, don't you know the Chinese characters? You don't even know the way home. If you don't know you, just scream and I will fly right away. I will take you home..."
"Nan Weiwei, is your friend a fake? You laughed before and cried, and all the pain and complaints are borne by yourself. Are you afraid that I will threaten you when I find out?"
"Nan Weiwei, what's so good about Ji Jinping's iceberg? When I was studying, it was not a few times that I became my subordinate defeater. I had a black face all day, as if the whole world owed him bitterness and hatred. You come back, I I promise to find you a better one..."
"Nan Weiwei, you idiot, you spent ten years chasing a beautiful relationship, is it not enough? Do you want to continue to be sad? Do you want to create miracles and be the Wang Baochuan of modern society? You idiot, Wang Baochuan spent 18 years in the cold kiln. What was waiting for her husband to make a new love in a different place. After the husband and wife reunited, she died only 18 days later. Is there anyone worse than her in the world? You learn a ghost... "
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One afternoon, Qianmai spent his brains writing short messages in the room. Until the beginning of Hua Deng, Qian Xiaomo and Qian Xiaohai came back from work and prepared meals and asked her to eat.
Qian Xiaohai apparently had just taken a shower, his hair was dripping, his upper body was naked, his lower body was wearing colorful men's summer shorts, with a sauced duck neck in his hand, walking eight steps away, humming and eating while walking comfortably.
Latent Wheat looked at it, took a sip of coffee in his mouth, and almost sprayed it on the computer screen: "Where did you find such BH shorts?"
Qian Xiaohai chased the copper wall and iron wall with thick skin: "It looks good, doesn't it feel like Hawaii?"
Qianmai didn't want to hear the name of the place today, so he sipped his brother: "Go, put on your shirt, there are two girls in the house."
"Hot, let me show you a good figure occasionally..." Qian Xiaohai slowly refused to walk away, but instead looked up and looked at the computer screen.
Suddenly, he was furious: "Sister, you are going to give me away. What are you talking about?" Nan Weiwei, come back soon. If you can't find anyone, and don't like Liu Feipeng, I will reluctantly give Xiaohai to you.'"
Qian Mai sighed, got up and pulled out a new T-shirt from the closet and threw it to him: "Your sister Weiwei, she has encountered Waterloo in her life, and her prospective fiance regrets it on the eve of her engagement. She ran without a trace in the UK and hid Licking the wound alone."
Qian Xiaohai suddenly chewed wax, and stopped chewing duck necks. He muttered, "What are these things..."
"Sister, what do you have to tell me? You are injured. Don't run and hide like Sister Weiwei." Qian Xiaohai blew out a few words thoughtlessly.
"Huh?" Qianmai was confused.
"Sister, don't lie to me, if your boyfriend treats you badly, tell me, I'll run to beat him right away."
"I'm so touched. But who said I have a boyfriend?"
"You are still hiding it from me, others have seen you hugging your boyfriend on the street." Qian Xiaohai was unhappy.
"What are you talking about? Who ruined my reputation?" Qianmai was inexplicable.
"The news has spread abroad. Brother Peng listened to it and came to ask me."
"Then how do you answer?"
"Of course you must resolutely refute the rumors. If you have a boyfriend, do you still need a blind date?"
Qian Mai fainted, stroking his forehead and couldn't laugh or cry: "If you guys are good, you guys are good. Don't talk about me."
At this time, Qian Xiaomo's voice urged dinner in 601. Qianmai was about to turn off the computer, but was pulled by Qian Xiaohai: "Sister, help me add a sentence, you tell Sister Weiwei, there is no barrier to getting over, so she doesn't wander outside. If you don't want to go home, just come Our house is coming. I will be back to school in a few days. I will live in my room for her. You two will have a good chat." (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, chapter More, support the author, support genuine reading!)