This "unparalleled joy" of the visual department finally ended with Ms. Qiu Mang, the director of human resources, splitting a file rolled into a stick on Director Zheng's head.
After a while, the din was quiet, and Zheng Yi also pulled away; when he obediently sat back to his workstation, he found that Chen Gong had long since disappeared.
"What about the others?"
"I don't know, go to the toilet or smoke..." After guessing, Qiumang went back to the topic: "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
Seeing Qiumang seriously asking for a 1V1 conversation, Zheng Yi beat a drum in his heart and followed silently with coffee.
Entering the conference room, Qiu Mang found a place to sit down and organize the documents in his hand: "You have a new recruit from the Vision Department today, I have already found someone to clean up the workstation - Chen Gong is going to see the client at noon, I'll leave it to you to take care of the newlyweds."
Zheng Yi patted his chest and slurped his tongue: "No problem—is the newcomer good-looking? Male or female?"
Annoyed by Zheng Yi's never-positive attitude, Qiumang said with a "tsk": "Why are you like this, eating what's in the pot and watching what's in the bowl! - Do you still want to chase my senior? already?"
"I'm eating what's in the bowl and watching what's in the pot..." Zheng Yi corrected her, and became more distressed: "I'm a 'scumbag' now deeply rooted in Chen Gong's heart - I guess it's okay to be a friend, I really want to be My lover Chen Gong will not even think about it... The food in this bowl won't give me a chance to eat it at all!"
"Don't you deserve it yourself?"
"Well… "
"Now I've created a chance for you - you try your best to show your whiteness lately, don't make a fuss all the time!"
Zheng Yi's eyes suddenly brightened: "...what chance?"
Qiumang is mysterious: "I drew your name - I am your 'little angel'!"
Zheng Yi was stunned: "So... what?"
Qiumang continued to be mysterious: "But I exchanged the envelope I drew with my senior's envelope!"
Zheng Yi continued to be stunned: "... So what?"
Qiumang patted the table: "So now you are Chen Gong's 'master'!"
Only then did Zheng Yi slowly come back to his senses, and he also excitedly slapped the table: "Good sister, you are really my little angel!"
The two finished discussing "confidential information" in the conference room, and when they were about to leave, Zheng Yi's mobile phone alert sounded.
[Qiu Erdan]: Wife, I have something to call you, give me ten minutes when it is convenient.
Zheng Yi waved his phone to show Qiumang the message from Qiumang, sipped his coffee and laughed softly, "Is my status as 'Qiu's son-in-law' confirmed now?"
Qiumang rolled his eyes and said, "That's the handicap of autumn!"
My brother-in-law, Sister Mo Ru—surely, three seconds later, the message was withdrawn. [Qiu Erdan] corrected the typo and re-sent the message: Lao Po, I have something to ask you, give me ten minutes when it is convenient.
"Old Po" was the name given to Zheng Yi in the autumn of high school. Because at that time Zheng Yi was not called "Zheng Yi", but "Zheng Yiyi"; so people gave him the nickname "Dash"...
So autumn calls him "Old Bro"...
Of course, the name of this "shameful degree" is almost the secret that Zheng Yi doesn't want to be known - it's just like the eldest son of Qiu who refuses to let others call him by the nickname "Qiu Erdan".
But that's how simple, stupid friendship between man and man is - evidenced by torturing each other.
Regarding the strange name "Zheng Yiyi", there is actually an "allusion".
It is said that Zheng Yi's parents had been separated for a long time before Zheng Yi was born. It was not until Zheng Yi was born that his father came to the hospital to visit the mother and son. As a result, the mother did not see the "guest" at that time, so she just wrote a sticky note: "Zheng" and two underscores were written on it, and she asked the family to hand it over to Zheng Yi's father, who was waiting outside the ward, to indicate: This child is your child. , with your surname, you are responsible for him. However, Zheng Yi's father would have misunderstood, and took the note and went to apply for the registration of the newborn's household registration - so Zheng Yi was called "Zheng Yiyi" so casually.
Zheng Yi, who was in high school at that time, finished this allusion in a witty tone, but Qiu's mother on the other side of the table burst into tears.
"Eh... Isn't it funny? Why is mom crying... I'm sorry, sorry... "
"No, no, let's eat!" Qiu's mother wiped her tears and smiled, and kept adding vegetables to Zheng Yi's bowl.
Zheng Yi likes the Qiu family, all of them are gentle and lovely.
At the door of the conference room, Qiu Mang said goodbye. Zheng Yi touched the cigarette case lighter in his trousers and walked to the smoking room. Qiu's phone also called: "Hello, Erdan?"
"Want to die, you!" The other side responded with threats.
"You actually called me 'wife'... You're a thief!" Zheng Yi started running the train again: "Or did you finally reminisce about the benefits of your brother and decided to abandon your boyfriend and go to my arms? - If so As for your words, it's not impossible for my brother to play the role of a 'wife' with tears in his eyes to win the favor of Qiu Gongzi..."
Speaking of these rude words, Zheng Yi pushed open the door of the smoking room, but when he raised his head, he faced Chen Gong who was smoking in the corner, so frightened that he immediately stopped his tongue - fortunately, Chen Gong was also wearing headphones. Talking on the phone with others, I didn't notice my "uninhibited" remarks.
Realizing his panic, Zheng Yi thought it was really funny: he was obviously not together, but he was cowardly like a "ear raking" man who was almost caught by his daughter-in-law.
Zheng and Yang Yi had been thirsty and courageous; but Zheng Yi really had no other thoughts about autumn. Autumn is his good brother and half of his family and "Spiritual Oxygen Bar". The two grew up together for many years when they were young. If there should be a relationship, it has already sprouted; In this compartment, it is very clear.
Autumn has a simple personality and is not a quick-witted person. He couldn't deal with Zheng Yi's rhetoric, so he just scolded him "Don't talk nonsense!" After that, he talked about the business neatly: "Our brand's autumn and winter ready-to-wear Now that it's all set, I want to do an interactive exhibition or a show during the summer vacation for the students - what is the budget for something like this?"
In the autumn, I worked in an original clothing brand company, positioned close to the student group—similar to Zheng Yi, who were tired of the atmosphere of a large company with a mature system, so the mentality of "going to the front-line battlefield" in a startup company.
Zheng Yi summed it up: "If the scale is not large, renting a venue and setting up Jingfa media... The total cost of 800,000 can't be avoided. Of course, if you find an event planning company to do it, they will definitely double the price of the publication."
"It's so expensive..."
"Almost - if there are media channels, HALO has it. If you need it, my brother will lend you resources: 10 or so portal sites, and 50 or so self-media people. The cost of this is the travel fee, media red envelopes, reception and so on..." After Zheng Yi counted this, he helped Qiu sum up the hardware costs: "If it's an interactive show... the set shouldn't be too expensive, but renting a suitable venue is a big expense—what kind of one are you looking for? venue?"
"It's better to have a relatively simple and fresh life scene, but with a little bit of aesthetic concept. If you are targeting a student group, it's not too luxurious or too simple - but I only deducted 300,000 from the profit of the last quarter... "
Zheng Yi calculated the account, but still couldn't help laughing: "Baby... The mere 300,000 yuan can actually tie the eldest son of Qiu's hands and feet - my brother feels distressed when he hears it!"
Autumn fights back: "You're not the same, your HALO budget is usually lower!"
"It's the same... Startups, it's all the same." Zheng Yi breathed out a smoke ring: "The budget of 300,000 is really impossible to do, and the media will spend it all - not to mention models and venue sets."
After a "tsk", Qiu took a few seconds to think about it: "Okay, then let me think of another form - a weekend date?"
"Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Gong was no longer in the smoking room. Zheng Yi looked out of the glass door, but did not see Chen Gong's figure. After scribbling the last few puffs of cigarettes, Zheng Yi also hurried out of the smoky smoking room. come.
Before he walked back to the Vision Department, Zheng Yi heard loud voices and a burst of wailing.
He stepped up his steps and walked back, and saw everyone surrounding a girl who was sitting on the ground crying... This scene made Zheng Yi see his forehead burning hot.
Chen Gong, the deputy director, did not intervene in this matter. He leaned indifferently on the workstation and looked at the center of the incident, hugging his arms without saying a word.
"What's going on?" Zheng Yi pulled away and reached out to help the girl sitting on the ground.
The girl was crying profusely with sweat and tears, her wet hair knitted vertically and horizontally on her face, sticking into a black spider web.
When Zheng helped her up, he tried to identify who this girl was.
"Huang Jiaojiao?" Qiu Mang, the head of human resources, also came over after hearing the news, exhausted: "Why is your vision department always... Senior Chen, what's the situation?"
"I was scolded and cried." Chen Gong explained concisely.
Qiumang stepped forward and handed a tissue to wipe the tears of the girl who was being supported by Zheng Yi. Looking at the girl's "tragic state", he didn't know whether to ask "Chen Gong, did you hit someone?", and only turned around. Come: "Why scold her?"
"She dresses too casually."
"Just because of this?" Qiu Mang and Zheng Yi asked in unison.
Facing the confusion of the two, Chen Gong still had an indifferent expression: "Yes."
Entrusting the girl leaning in his arms to Qiumang, Zheng Yi took a few steps and frowned and asked, "Why did you scold her?"
Chen Gong realized that Zheng Yi was angry, but Chen Gong didn't want to be entangled in this stupid emergency, he thought hard about the words, and then justified: "When I said 'scolding', I meant reprimand, not What I said - I didn't swear, I just said she couldn't get out in this dress."
Zheng Yi was puzzled: "Where do you take it? What are you doing to humiliate other people's clothes when you're just at work?"
Qiu Mang saw that sparks had begun to splash between the two, and he wanted to step forward to ease his cheeks, but the crying intern fell into his arms and refused to get up. In a hurry, I had to shout from the air: "Zheng Yi, calm down! It is HR's responsibility to resolve disputes - Deputy Supervisor Chen, can you explain why you have to make demands on her clothes? Is there any reason?"
Zheng Yi stood relatively close to himself, and he could feel the anger of Chen Gong, who was eager to stand up for others when he saw that he was wronged.
To be honest, Chen Gong is also a little empty at the moment, not because he is afraid of Zheng Yi's impulsiveness, but because he does not want Zheng Yi to be impulsive. Chen Gong looked past him and replied to Qiu Mang, "I want to take her to see the client."
Qiumang looked at the intern with pear blossoms and rain in her arms—the neckline of her yellow-yellow white shirt was the closest to her line of sight: "Hey... If you meet a client, you really need to pay attention to your dress."
Zheng Yi also looked back at the girl, and then turned to ask Chen Gong: "She doesn't dress properly, you can just not bring her, do you need to humiliate her in public?"
Chen Gong was also a little impatient when asked: "I didn't humiliate her, I just said 'I can't take you out when you wear it like this'."
"You didn't humiliate her why did she cry like this?"
"I know what?! I'll go alone!" Chen Gong slapped the table violently, then packed his things in his bag and left.
The intern was also frightened by the loud noise and stood up and stopped crying.
Qiu Mang took the opportunity to run away from her and stood between Zheng Yi and Chen Gong, holding Chen Gong's hand in packing his backpack: "Didn't you and the client make an appointment for noon? It's still early, so don't worry - unless Say you say hello in advance and let her make a special trip to prepare, otherwise who will come to the company every day delicately and beautifully... "
Chen Gong took a deep breath: "I said hello yesterday."
— "Who is free at noon tomorrow? Go see a client with me."
- "Deputy Supervisor Chen! I can!"
— "Okay, it's up to you. Be careful about your dress tomorrow."
— "I said hello yesterday."
Yes, I said hello... Only then did Zheng Yi recall this small clip, and after standing there for a long time, Zheng Yi turned around and asked, "What's the matter with you little girl? Repeatedly..."
This is for the intern.
"Eh..." The girl who had just burst into tears is now stunned—Director Zheng, who was originally on her side, also defected and went to Deputy Supervisor Chen's side. The family is very poor and can't afford any cosmetics and good clothes…”
Zheng Yi shook his head: "No, no—I wasn't drunk this time, I remember it clearly—Deputy Supervisor Chen didn't say yesterday that he wanted you to put on makeup, and he didn't say that he wanted you to wear beautiful clothes? Paying attention to dress is a euphemistic reminder that you should Clean yourself up, your hair... this cuff... how do you represent HALO's image to meet clients?"
When Zheng Yi was talking, Chen Gong raised his eyelids and looked at Zheng Yi's back - he really had the attitude of a director when he lectured.
The no-iron shirt was taut on the sturdy torso, and the masculine fragrance wafted out from the back of the neck.
The palm that just slapped the table angrily was out of Chen Gong's irritability about his indefensible arguments and his anger when he was questioned by Zheng Yi.
But Zheng Yi was speaking with his back to himself when he testified for himself, and those emotions quietly dissipated in an instant.
Chen Gong also couldn't understand why he was stabbed to the bottom line by Zheng Yi every time, but why did he forgive him so easily every time...
The intern who was questioned by Zheng Yi really had no reason at this moment - how tragic the crying scene was, how embarrassing the silence at the moment was.
So I turned the conversation around and started crying about my misfortune: "I know you all look down on me... I'm from the village, and you all look down on me... I haven't even seen makeup, and I don't even know what lipstick is for. …”
"Stop, stop..." Zheng Yi reached out and interrupted her. Just keep your clothes neat and tidy, and Zheng Yi doesn't know what it has to do with the villagers or where they came from; she just thinks she's messing around.
Just wanted to comfort her with a few words to dismiss her, but heard a sudden sneer from an unknown corner.
Then, there was another joke: "Lipstick, I will teach you - as the name suggests, it is of course used for underarms."
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