Qingqiu [Transmigration Book]

When the lunch break was coming to an end, Mu Qingqiu knocked on Wan Jianwen's door.

"Enter."

"Oh, it's Xiao Mu? What's the matter? If you still want to resign, I can't help it."

"No, I'm here to apologize. Secretary Kim said that I was too pampered when he brought the card just now. I offended in the morning and slandered the old man without actual evidence. I was young and frivolous and ignorant. I hope the minister Forgive me for offending your right-hand man."

Mu Qingqiu crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, lowered his head, and kept his posture very low.

"Oh, no. I didn't take it seriously." Wan Jianwen waved his hand, then raised his chin and said, "However, what you said is true. Fan Yuanxian, he has also worked in the company for so many years, you plagiarized, If Mr. Bai really believed it, wouldn’t he be wronged? You should apologize to him in person. Oh, by the way, you probably don’t know where he is yet, right? I’ll take you there, just as you know the way. Take time to learn from him."

what to studyPlagiarism?

Know how to delete files, but don't know how to change them manually?

Mu Qingqiu complained in his heart, but the play was still enough.

"Okay. Delayed your lunch break. Sorry to trouble you."

"Oh, it's a trivial matter." Wan Jianwen waved his hand.

"I'm afraid this old man wants to go to the theater?" Yu popped up and complained.

"If he wants to see it, let him see it. If he has seen enough, he will pay you back twice in the future."

"Yo, I thought you wouldn't care." The mechanical voice's complaints were less bitter and mean, but more funny.The tone is a bit like talking about cross talk.

Mu Qingqiu: "Didn't you always say 'If someone offends me, I will surely offend him'. Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. In fact, I hold grudges quite a bit."

Yu: "I can't tell..."

"Here it is. 1438."

Wan Jianwen knocked on the door twice, then turned the handle and went in.

Between the cracks in the door, Mu Qingqiu saw Fan Yuanxian was listening to his subordinates' report with his legs crossed, with a somewhat impatient expression on his face.

However, the moment he caught sight of Minister Wan coming in, he immediately put his feet away from the table, and he sat upright and smiled in one go.

It seems that it has been tempered.

"Wanbu? What's the matter?" Fan Yuanxian stood up, leaning forward a little, with a respectful look.The report in his hand didn't know when he put it down, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Mu Qingqiu saw the disgust on the face of the person who gave the report just now.

Ah.

old man.

"It's nothing. I asked Xiao Mu to come over and apologize to you. I had a meeting in the morning to slander you for plagiarism. Let's just finish it today. After all, I'm a colleague, so I don't see you when I look down. Of course, it's up to you to decide how to forgive you." "Wan Jianwen winked at Fan Yuanxian.

"Well, in front of so many major shareholders, I also feel quite embarrassed to be accused of plagiarism. Fortunately, Boss Bai trusts me, otherwise I might even lose my job. There are old and young, and the children will The college entrance examination is about to take place, and those who are planning to study abroad, when the money is officially spent..." The more I talked, the worse it became, as if I was going to be a beggar on the street tomorrow.

"Well, I don't ask too much. It's not about honoring with me. You just kneel down and kowtow to apologize." Fan Yuanxian looked as if the request was not too much.

This is exactly what Wan Jianwen wants to see.

Fan Yuanxian's superficial generosity should actually be a guilty conscience.

When Mu Qingqiu saw him talking about his request, he took a peek at Wan Jianwen.

Mu Qingqiu clenched his fists, knelt down slowly, and kowtowed: "Senior Fan, I offended you, I'm sorry."

"Okay, okay, that's all right, Xiao Fan. Then this matter is over." Wan Jianwen saw Mu Qingqiu's forehead hit the ground firmly, and hurriedly helped him up.

"Yeah, it's over, it's over. Xiao Mu is quite talented, and I'm quite optimistic about him." Fan Yuanxian echoed.

Back on the 13th floor, Mu Qingqiu suddenly asked: "Yu. Originally contacted the private detective, right? They can find out everything, right?"

"The memory of the original body is like this. What are you doing?"

"Of course it's to check Fan Yuanxian and his family. It's so pitiful, why not let him experience what it feels like to be down in a few days."

"Didn't you say before that you only targeted people? Why check his family members?"

"So check it out. If you haven't committed anything, forget it. If you have committed a crime, then expose it."

"Then what are you going to do with them?"

"Give it to the police."

"Tch, I thought you were going to tie him up and chop him up."

"Idiots do this, what if the police find me and lock me in?"

After get off work, Mu Kui suggested that everyone go out to eat and get together as a farewell party.

"What are you getting together for? As long as you want to have a chance to work together in the future. Zhou Xiaoqing and I have other things to do. If you want to relax, you can get together."

Mu Qingqiu drove the car, took Zhou Xiaoqing to the Spensierato Cafe, said hello to Guan Yanqing, and found a corner to sit down.

Mu Qingqiu didn't wait for the coffee to come, and after taking his seat, he said, "I'll take you here. First, this place is quite close to your school. Second, you won't usually meet Bai Yu's colleagues here."

Mu Qingqiu: "I just asked directly, haven't you been submitting resumes all the time? Have you received an offer recently?"

"No." After Zhou Xiaoqing answered, he lowered his head and said, "Maybe my requirements are too high, but someone asked me that there is still a lack of a front desk for me to go."

Mu Qingqiu: "Then you go to Woke to try it. Next Monday, Woke will interview the secretary. I will email you the specific information at the weekend."

"Woke, is it the Woke Group next door to Baiyu?" Zhou Xiaoqing asked cautiously, a little in disbelief.

"Correct."

"Then... what preparations do I need?" Zhou Xiaoqing raised his head and asked, smoothing the corner of his clothes.

"You don't need to make any special preparations, just do it as usual. Show some confidence. Xiaoqing, sometimes you are too careful."

Since the apology last Friday, in the new week, Mu Qingqiu has a breakthrough in his work in the marketing department.

Wan Jianwen started asking Mu Qingqiu to attend the dinner.

When preparing to leave work on Monday night, Rui Zhi called her to have dinner together.

Mu Qingqiu was secretly happy, but when he arrived at the dinner table, he found that they were all Bai Yu's colleagues. Mu Qingqiu was a little disappointed, and was ready to be drunk.

Before the dinner started, Mu Qingqiu turned on the recording software on his phone.

Having struggled in the workplace for so many years, Mu Qingqiu knows that many times, some problems can be heard in the conversation between colleagues.Especially in the case of acquaintances, it is easier to let down your guard if you are not on guard.

"Come, come, let's celebrate today. After working overtime for a weekend, Manager Fan finally came out with the annual plan, which was highly appreciated by Director Bai." Wan Jianwen began.

The food has not been served yet, but the wine is already full.

As soon as the minister spoke, all the staff did it.It was hard for Mu Qingqiu to refuse, so he could only feel bored.

"Yu, what's your drinking capacity?"

"It's still okay in memory. You won't get drunk after drinking a bottle of white wine, and it's not a problem with beer. But you can't mix alcohol, once you mix it, you will get drunk."

"What happens when you're drunk?"

"I don't know, the original owner has never been drunk."

Mu Qingqiu didn't know what to do, so he had to give himself a hint - try to stay sober, don't get drunk, don't get drunk, don't get drunk.

As soon as the dishes were served, the six bottles of Wuliangye were gone.

Rui Zhi, who was wearing glasses, ordered beer.

Mu Qingqiu's stomach was already aching a little at this moment, but he still pretended to be smiling on the surface.He knew in his heart that if he looked bad, he would be squeezed by Wan Jianwen: Everyone is happy, why are you making a fool of yourself?

After drinking a glass of beer, Mu Qingqiu felt like he was on top, and his temples began to bulge after he hadn't eaten a few bites of food.

In my previous life, when I first went to an office, I just didn't like this kind of dinner table culture.

He did it without saying a few words; just picked up the chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and then began to toast in turn.Although there was a dinner in Qingzheng later, Mr. Gu always helped to block it; later, when the position was higher, he could say that he would not drink if he didn't drink.

However, fate always seems to want him to experience the taste of being drunk.

In the second half of the dinner, Mu Qingqiu relied on his willpower to hold on.

On the surface, it looks like a thousand cups can't be poured, but in fact, the brain has begun to be confused.

No one knew who was smoking in the private room, and the table was filled with smoke. It was hard to tell whether it was the heat from the dishes or the burning nicotine.

The red wine is particularly dazzling under the refraction of the light, like agate.

Voices of conversation came from all directions:

"This year's year-end summary, I can..."

"Hey, what you said is not a big deal. I'll have a meal with Minghua's general manager tomorrow and just mention it..."

"...Last night I had dinner with the boss of Huangyue Media. That little star is so good-looking, his face can be pinched with water, and he's a man, so I like it..."

"Room 2301, room 2301, why is Dongpo Elbow not available yet? Customers are waiting..."

"The boss of Wanchuan called me this morning..."

"...Don't dare, my wife is watching closely."

"The place west of the city..."

……

Mu Qingqiu could only feel his ears buzzing, the voices of waiters outside the door, conversations in the room, the crispness of wine glasses colliding, the ignition of a lighter...

Mu Qingqiu couldn't help but glanced at the watch on his wrist.

nine o'clock?ten o'clock?

It seems to be 10:30?

"Nine forty-seven. You're drunk." Yu said.

"En." Mu Qingqiu hummed in a low voice.

The people next to him thought that Mu Qingqiu agreed with his idea of ​​the annual report, so they continued to talk endlessly.

"It's not too early. Let's do this today. You have to go to work tomorrow, so don't be late." Wan Jianwen said, "Today... let the younger generation pay. Qingqiu, you have the shortest time to come, today is the time You are responsible. Everyone will take care of him in the future. Remember to □□.”

"Yeah. I'll definitely do it well." Mu Qingqiu said Qingming, but only he knew how drunk he actually was.

When Mu Qingqiu returned to the apartment, he went straight to the bathroom and vomited up and down.

He couldn't remember how he settled the bill, whether he paid Wan Xiaoren the money, or how he got a taxi.

Mu Qingqiu was half-sitting next to the toilet, already exhausted from vomiting.

In a daze, I remembered when I was in elementary school, my father always went out to party with his good buddies, and when he got home at night, sometimes he couldn't speak clearly, and his mother would pour him a glass of honey and lemonade.

From the crack of the bedroom door, Mu Qingqiu saw his mother scolding and drinking so much, while wiping his face and hands with a wet handkerchief.

If at this time, there are such people around.

How nice it would be...

Yet he was alone.

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