The programmer and his woman

I heard that someone from an insurance company came to our company today to further communicate with the new manager Ma who is in charge of the insurance project. Since taking office, this manager Ma has been mysterious. He has been studying something with his assistant every day, but has never discussed this system with us in detail. This made me worried. I don't know how he will introduce this project to the visitors from the insurance company today.

In the meeting room, people took their seats one after another, looking forward to what Manager Ma would do. Manager Ma stood on the stage and began to explain his views. The slides played on the projector were the materials that I and the previous project manager "Monk" had sorted out and archived about this project. However, as the meeting progressed, everyone found that Manager Ma seemed to have prepared a long speech, from the insurance industry all the way to informationization. His majestic momentum was like a big leader making an important work report. But what he said was completely unrelated to what was shown on the slides at this time.

The visitors from the insurance company looked at each other in bewilderment. They probably thought they had come to the wrong company. They whispered to each other, obviously not satisfied with the content of Manager Ma's speech. At this time, someone finally couldn't help but interrupted Manager Ma's speech, "Wait a moment, we came here to understand the overall function of our system and the current implementation. We have been sitting and listening for almost an hour, and you haven't talked about what we want to know. We are in the insurance industry, and I think everyone here knows more about the situation of this industry than you do. Can you tell us something we are concerned about?"

This question made Manager Ma very embarrassed. He looked at the previous project manager "Monk" hoping to get some help, but "Monk" obviously didn't want to help him out. Manager Ma scratched his head helplessly and had to start reading the script according to the slides. However, the insurance company staff in the audience interrupted his explanation again, "Sorry, I interrupt. Can you explain each function in detail? Don't just read the text above, we can see these words too. What we want to know is what functions you have implemented now, and what role these functions can play for our insurance company staff."

Manager Ma stared at the function names on the slide in a daze. He obviously didn't know much about the project. He knew that the project was originally in charge of "Monk", but "Monk" didn't want to help him now. So he asked loudly to the audience: "Who can explain this system to me?" At this time, the audience was silent, as if you could hear a pin drop.

I watched this embarrassing farce and couldn't help but sigh. I thought the "monk" must be resentful because the company changed its leader at the end of the project development. But the current situation is too embarrassing. The insurance company's people came from afar, but they couldn't find a person in charge who could explain the project in detail. This is really unacceptable.

Considering the overall situation, I decided to take over the conversation: "I am the developer of the client of this project. Let me briefly introduce this system to everyone." So, I explained the system in detail from beginning to end to everyone present. When it comes to the backend logic part, I invited the "monk" to give everyone a further explanation. Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

However, the person who just interrupted Manager Ma said again: "I understood what you two said. One of you is working at the front desk and the other is working at the back office. I would like to ask, who was the person who spoke at the beginning?" "He is the person in charge of our project and is currently the project manager of this project." I replied.

"That's strange," the visitor asked curiously, "Can't the project manager even give a detailed introduction to the functions of the system he is responsible for?" This question once again plunged the scene into silence, and the only sound that could be heard was the friction of the pen on the paper as the female assistant next to Manager Ma took careful notes.

At this time, Manager Ma's anger, which had nowhere to vent, finally found an outlet. He angrily yelled at the female assistant beside him: "Are you stupid? You even remembered this! Get out of here!" The female assistant was so scared that she quickly packed up her things and left the meeting room.

The people in the audience laughed and shook their heads. One of them joked, "I've been to many companies, but it's rare to have a dedicated meeting recorder for this kind of meeting." He glanced at Manager Ma and continued, "You coaxed your meeting recorder away, so who will do the meeting record work later? In my opinion, you should just do it. Anyway, you don't understand your company's system, so you can take this opportunity to learn more about it." After that, everyone laughed. They stood up and said goodbye to us and walked towards the boss's office. Manager Ma stood on the stage awkwardly, at a loss.

In the following days, the atmosphere in the company became noticeably more relaxed. Manager Ma and his female assistants seemed to have disappeared overnight and were no longer in our sight. And Heshang, the project manager I was familiar with and trusted, returned to his post, and everything seemed to be back on track.

I'm already looking forward to the upcoming business trip to S City. Business trips have become a habit for me, and the location of this trip makes me even more excited. When Xiaoxia heard the news, her reaction was always so direct and enthusiastic. She was full of curiosity and yearning for the fashion atmosphere and beautiful women in S City, but unfortunately, I couldn't take her with me.

"I heard that S City is the most fashionable international metropolis and the beautiful women there are all dressed very fashionably. I really want to see it for myself." Xiaoxia's words were full of longing and yearning.

I smiled and replied, "Yes, S City is indeed a charming place. However, I am going there for work this time and cannot bring you with me. However, I can promise you that I will bring you some gifts when I come back."

"Really? That's great! Then you must buy me some sexy clothes. I heard that the women there dress very sexily." Xiaoxia said excitedly.

"Okay, no problem. I will definitely find a gift that suits your taste." I promised.

The day of departure finally arrived, and the monk and I boarded a flight to City S. This was my first time on a plane, so I was a little excited. I always travel light, with only a change of clothes and necessary items. But the monk was different, he brought a big box filled with various necessities and spare items.

When checking in, I realized that the monk's big suitcase needed to be checked in, so I accompanied him to check in his luggage.

After getting on the plane, the first thing I did was to look for the stewardess. It is said that stewardesses are the most beautiful scenery in the sky, so I naturally couldn't miss this opportunity. However, when I stepped on the plane, the first person who caught my eye was a steward. Although the steward was also very handsome, I was still a little disappointed.

However, I soon saw the long-awaited flight attendants. They were wearing the same uniform, flesh-colored stockings with hip-hugging short skirts, which made them look elegant and professional. One of the flight attendants caught my eye. She was tall, well-proportioned, and had a pretty face. Although her appearance was not as stunning as I imagined, her temperament and confidence made me fall in love with her.

Just as I was concentrating on looking at the beautiful stewardess, the monk nudged me from behind and whispered, "Xiao Wang, stop staring at the beauty and quickly find your seat. After you sit down, you can enjoy her slowly."

After he said that, I came back to my senses, smiled awkwardly, and nodded in response. I continued to walk forward, looking for my seat. The seat arrangement was not bad. The ticket reserved by the administration department was a window seat, which gave me the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window.

However, as the plane took off and continued to rise, I began to find that flying was not a very pleasant experience. Although flying does save time, my eardrums began to feel uncomfortable as the altitude increased. At this time, the flight attendant also reminded us in time how to relieve the discomfort of the eardrums. But before I could fully adapt, the plane began to shake. If it was a bumpy car ride, I might not be too scared, but this was my first time on a plane, and I couldn't imagine that the plane would be so bumpy, and the magnitude of the bumps was quite large.

As the plane kept shaking violently, I even felt that the plane was falling downward like a free fall. I nervously grabbed the monk's arm and asked, "Monk, monk, we can't be so unlucky, right? We have an accident on our first ride on this thing?"

"Shut your bad mouth now." The monk glared at me and cursed angrily.

"So what do you think is the situation now?" I pressed, with undisguised nervousness in my voice.

The monk looked at me seriously and said, "I don't know either. This is my first time on a plane, too."

Hearing him say that, I became even more nervous. I thought: It's over, two newbies, not even one knowledgeable person. Can anyone tell me what's going on?

Just when I was so nervous that I didn't know what to do, the broadcast on the plane suddenly sounded: "Dear passengers, the plane is temporarily turbulent due to strong air currents. We are adjusting the flight altitude to relieve your discomfort."

After hearing this, I finally felt relieved. Fortunately, the plane was no longer shaking so violently. However, the next appearance of the flight attendant made me feel relieved again. He stood in front and gestured, introducing how to use the escape equipment in an emergency. I asked the monk anxiously: "Monk, monk, don't sleep, listen to why the flight attendant is introducing escape again? Could it be that the plane was shaking so violently just now and it broke down?"

"Oh, what?" the monk said impatiently, "This is a routine briefing, it will be given on every flight. You don't have to worry."

Although the monk said so, I still couldn't let go of my worries. However, at this moment, all the lights inside the plane suddenly went out. I immediately felt panic, "Monk, why are all the lights out? Is there something wrong with the plane again? Is the fuse burned out?"

"Hey, please stop getting so startled. I haven't sat here before, but others have. Look, no one else made a sound, so turning off the lights must be normal."

Although the monk's explanation made me feel a little relieved, every change on the plane made me nervous. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my excitement. At this time, I suddenly realized that I hadn't seen the beautiful stewardess since I sat down.

"You're the one who forced me to sit down first." I complained, "I did sit down, but since then I haven't seen the flight attendant. I've only seen the flight attendant a few times."

The monk laughed and said to me mysteriously, "It's easy to see the flight attendant. Just press the call button above your head and she will respond immediately."

"Is this true?" I looked at him with some confusion, not quite believing that such a simple method would work.

The monk looked confident and said, "You will know if you try it. Why ask so many questions?"

"Oh." I responded, and with a little curiosity and nervousness, I pressed the call button. Not long after, I saw a stewardess walking slowly from a distance. As she approached, my heartbeat gradually accelerated and I began to get nervous. I didn't really have anything special to ask her, but out of curiosity I wanted to verify whether the monk's words were true. But now that she was really here, I didn't know what to say.

I nudged the monk and asked nervously, "What should I do now? I don't actually have anything to ask her."

The monk looked at me in confusion, "Didn't you want the stewardess to come over? Didn't you want to see her?"

"I can't just say I just want to see you," I retorted anxiously.

While we were talking, the flight attendant came to my seat. She smiled and turned off the call light above my head, then asked politely, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

I didn't dare look her in the eye, I lowered my head and thought about how to answer. I was so nervous that I almost wanted to flee the scene, so I said quickly: "I... I want to go to the toilet." As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the monk next to me couldn't help laughing. I glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, thinking that it was really not nice of him to gloat over the misfortune at this time.

The flight attendant patiently pointed me to the toilet. When I came back from the toilet, I said to the monk in dissatisfaction, "You taught me to press the pager, but you didn't help me out just now and laughed at me."

The monk looked at me with a smirk on his face and said, "This is my first time on a plane too, so I don't have much experience. But when you left just now, I discovered the correct way to use a pager. Watch out." After saying that, he confidently pressed the call button.

Not long after, the flight attendant came over again. She still kept smiling and asked the monk if he needed any help. I thought I would see how he would respond this time. Then I heard the monk calmly say, "Please give me a cup of tea."

"Yes, sir." The stewardess politely agreed and left.

I sincerely admired him: "What a great monk! Can I order something to drink?" Seeing him drinking tea leisurely, I suddenly felt thirsty. So I pressed the call button and said to the stewardess: "I want some water, too." Then I waited expectantly for her to bring me some water, wondering if the water brought by this beautiful lady would be even more delicious.

At this time, the stewardess asked politely: "Excuse me, sir, what kind of water would you like to drink?"

"Oh, by the way, the monk just asked for tea, but I only asked for water without saying what to drink." I realized my negligence with embarrassment. So I pretended to be calm and continued to ask: "What kind of water do you have here?"

Then the flight attendant enthusiastically introduced me to a lot of drink options, including cola, juice, coffee and milk. I was very happy when I heard it, because these are all my favorites! So I asked excitedly: "Are all these free?"

"Yes sir." The stewardess replied with a smile.

I nodded with satisfaction. "Great! Then give me a glass of each." I said proudly.

At this time, the monk who was drinking tea suddenly choked and coughed. He touched me while coughing and whispered to me: "You should choose one, don't go too far."

"Why? She said it's all free." I looked at him with some confusion and asked.

"Can you please pay more attention to your manners when you are outside? Especially on this plane, don't let the flight attendant laugh at us." The monk advised helplessly.

After hearing what he said, I had to say regretfully, "Well, I'll just have a Coke." Although I was a little reluctant, I still respected the monk's opinion. Soon after I finished drinking the Coke brought by the flight attendant, lunch time arrived. The flight attendant pushed a dining cart and brought a sumptuous lunch. I excitedly asked the monk, "This plane also provides lunch? That's great!"

The monk nodded in satisfaction and said, "Yes, the service on the plane is still very thoughtful."

Great! I excitedly said to the flight attendant: "I want one portion of this beef, and one portion of this chicken." I said while greedily looking at the delicacies on the dining car.

However, the flight attendant looked at me blankly and replied cautiously: "Sir, I'm sorry that we only provide one lunch per person." She explained with some embarrassment.

"Ah? How could this happen?" I sighed in disappointment and said, "Then let's have the beef one. Although the chicken looks good, the market price of beef is more expensive." I made the choice helplessly, and then added, "But your lunch box is too small. How can I be full with this portion?" I complained.

The flight attendant handed me the meal with an apologetic look on her face and explained, "I'm sorry sir because the portions of airline meals are strictly calculated to ensure that every passenger gets a balanced nutritional intake." She explained patiently and then left with the meal cart.

At this time, the monk said to me with disdain: "I don't want to go on a business trip with you next time. It's so embarrassing to sit next to you!" He turned his head away with some dissatisfaction and no longer looked at me.

"What's wrong with me? The rice is so little to begin with, and I'll definitely be hungry in the afternoon if I eat so little!" I defended myself a little aggrievedly, and suddenly I thought of something and continued, "By the way, her water is free, I can order a few more glasses of milk to fill my stomach!" I suggested excitedly, but at this time I saw the monk turned his head away, as if he didn't want to talk to me anymore.