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Even the good-tempered fat guy looked at the schedule made by Chen Wanyan and kept shaking his head. As a result, it was impossible for him to hand it in. This was ruining his own job: "This is not just talking about it." It’s okay to say, but to reserve time in advance.”

Chen Wanyan lowered her head a little aggrieved, not knowing why the other party lost her temper so much at her.

It's just a mistake of one or two names, and a mistake in time. As for being angry with her?

"Chen Wanyan, although your current job is not a very important job, such a basic thing needs to be done seriously. I can't agree with the results of your work, and I can't allow you to waste time like this. , in addition to ordering this schedule, please also sort out the information over there for me."

Fat Brother's attitude also became severe, and he turned and left her desk after leaving this sentence.

Chen Wanyan followed the other party's instructions and looked to the side, only to find that there was a pile of materials that were twice as high as before, waiting for her.

When had she ever done such a heavy and boring job, she couldn't even complain, and she was almost wronged to death.

She felt that Sheng Mingzhu was embarrassing herself by introducing her to this company, and she had no intention of finding a place for her to stay.

Chen Wanyan can't bear hardships or work hard, so it can be said that staying in Xingxiang Economic Company is miserable.

She sorted out the paper materials with full of dissatisfaction, her movements became slower and slower, and her efficiency became lower and lower.

When Fat Brother finished his work and turned to look at her, he realized that she was lazy and hadn't finished half of the work.

Seeing that it was time to get off work, Fat Brother sighed helplessly in his heart, and he couldn't harden his heart to let her stay and work overtime on the first day.

These things that should have been completed within two hours, Chen Wanyan did it all afternoon without any intention of ending.

"Okay, let's stop here today," the fat guy looked at the messy materials and papers on the floor, and swallowed the word "overtime" into his stomach, "Come back tomorrow and finish the rest of the work." .”

tomorrow?Where is there tomorrow?
Chen Wanyan rubbed her sore waist and legs and stood up, wishing she could immediately roll her eyes in front of the other party.

She even wanted to quit the job right away, how could she come back to work hard the next day and continue to work hard.

"Understood," Chen Wanyan reluctantly agreed with lowered eyes, turned around, picked up her coat and purse, and walked to the gate of the company, "Then I'll go back first, fat brother."

Seeing her running faster than a rabbit, Fat Brother felt helpless in his heart, picked up the form on the table and walked towards his office.

Chen Wanyan walked out of the company's building, feeling as if she had been liberated, and she was finally able to breathe a little bit of relief.

She beat her shoulders and walked to the bus stop heading towards Bao Sicheng's apartment, only to find that it was already crowded with people, and there were several times more people waiting for the bus than she had imagined.

Her previous job was either in a supermarket or a shopping mall, and she was only ten minutes' walk away from her home. She had never worked for a big company like Xingxiang, and she had never experienced the crowded commute in a big city.

Chen Wanyan frowned, enduring the smell of sweat from the crowd, mixed with those inexplicable smells, and stepped on the black high-heeled shoes Sheng Mingzhu gave her to wait beside the bus stop until her feet were sore. Only then did I see a bus driving slowly towards here from afar.

The car finally stopped in front of her, but when Chen Wanyan was about to raise her legs to step up, she was immediately pushed aside by the people swarming over.

She was so crowded that she almost stepped on a heel, and was staggered and left on the bus platform.

Chen Wanyan stood there and waited for almost half an hour before finally squeezed into the second bus and wandered back to Bao Sicheng's apartment.

When she got home, Sheng Mingzhu was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Chen Wanyan flicked her high-heeled shoes to the side, threw her purse on the ground, walked straight into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Sheng Mingzhu heard the movement from outside and came out, she immediately put on a downcast look, and tears poured down her mouth, and then poured out again.

"What's wrong, Wanyan?"

Sheng Mingzhu was very concerned about her situation. Before she had time to call and ask how the fat brother Chen Wanyan was doing in the company today, she put aside the matter in hand and sat beside Chen Wanyan and asked softly: " Did you encounter something in Xingxiang today, you can tell me first."

Chen Wanyan's tears were pattering down her knees, and there was a hint of crying in her voice. She sat there without saying anything but kept crying.

Sheng Mingzhu persuaded her for a long time, and then she answered with sobs: "Brother Fat asked me to do this and that in the company, but I'm slow to learn and can't do things quickly, and I always fail to meet him." Standard, he seems to be very unhappy with me."

"You have just been on the first day of this internship, and there will definitely be some discomforts. After two more days, you will get better."

Sheng Mingzhu didn't think it was a big deal. People who lack work experience would find it difficult to do such a job for the first time, but this was not a reason to give up.

This is just a necessary link that every young white in the workplace needs to go through. Only when Chen Wanyan has passed these tests can she live more smoothly in this fast-paced society.

In that case, I would be repaying the life-saving grace for Bo Sicheng's mother, Qi Lanjun.

It's a pity that Sheng Mingzhu thought a lot about her, but Chen Wanyan herself didn't think so at all. She had had enough of the hard life before, and she couldn't bear to temper herself to adapt to this fiercely competitive big company.

All she wants is a rich and generous life, without worrying about food or clothing, and enjoying superior treatment.

Rather than getting up early every day to catch the bus and go to work in the company, and busy with a bunch of drudgery that she didn't even want to do, she would rather stay at home and be a nanny for Sheng Mingzhu and the others.