woman wearing irish linen shirt

When I got home, I deleted all the video files on my personal computer.

On Monday I will try to resign from this job. If I always face Miss Pender with such a half-hearted attitude, sooner or later my hesitation will overwhelm me.

Unknowingly, my hand touched my lips.She is such a...

I forcefully opened my eyes, which I had closed unconsciously.

What a woman you can't forget.

The big boss showed mercy tonight and didn't @我 in the work group.While confirming the work schedule of each project team for next week, I quickly cleaned up the new emails, hoping to finish the work at hand before midnight and buy some time to send a message to Miss Pande.She must want to keep in touch on a daily basis, but my life is too barren, and the topics that can be thought of are almost forbidden between us.

What can we talk about?

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Miss Pender: "Dear customer: I'm sorry to disturb you at this time. I want to confirm that at nine o'clock on Monday night, will our online meeting still be as usual?"

"You sound like a customer service robot," I typed.

Miss Pender: "I thought you liked the dichotomy between public and private."

Miss Pender: "Still, you want me to..."

what?

My breathing slowed a beat.

She finally sent a third message: "Be stronger?"

Yeah, as I recall, when we talked about work alone, she always sounded like a boss.I didn't think much about this week's meeting, but I just vaguely felt that the degree of pressure from her had eased.I thought we were still in the post-mortem period when she blatantly rejected my proposal on behalf of BCG. Considering that both parties have been trying to create a detente atmosphere recently, I didn't think about our personal relationship.

Now that I think about it, she still treats me kindly.

I thought about it and said, "Maybe we can meet offline."

Now that I have decided not to collect evidence related to her, it would be very inefficient to stay in the online meeting.The amount of information in languages ​​other than human speech is often greater than the words themselves, and besides, I am better at obtaining information in person.

On the other hand, even though it's my turn to work from home next week...

Miss Pender: "Okay. Then as you wish."

I still want to see her.

I seized the time to deal with work matters, hesitated for a while holding the phone, typed a few words, felt inappropriate again, and finally dialed the phone.

It took a while for her to pick up the phone, and there was a brief noise when it was first connected.

"Is it bothering you?"

"No." Her voice was a little different from usual, "Did you just finish working overtime?"

I smiled slightly: "Yes. What about you, I seem to hear you taking a deep breath?"

"I'm doing yoga."

"Oh." I froze for a moment, "Uh, should I call you tomorrow?"

She seemed to be smiling a little, and just said: "Of course, you can call me tomorrow..."

I heard that there was more to come, so I didn't answer the call, and waited for her quietly.

Miss Pender paused for a moment, then said, "But now I have my earphones on. You don't want to interrupt me twice, do you?"

"Sometimes the way you talk is really bossy." I laughed. "I don't mean at work. Working with you, generally speaking, is quite pleasant. This kind of scene is more common in private. "

"Maybe it's because I like being in control."

"I didn't think that way." I leaned against the window, held a glass of water in my hand, and took a sip from time to time, "It's more like, you hate being rejected by me."

She was hit by me.There was a rare silence on the other end of the phone, and then Miss Pender said: "So this is a private call?"

Ask knowingly.

I felt that my facial muscles related to laughter were slightly fatigued, but I still couldn't stop laughing, I just said: "I will call you tomorrow too. When are you usually free, can I call you during dance practice?" not very convenient?"

She took a deep breath: "Well... I'm free before lunch. I usually don't have any arrangements for the evening, but you know, it's just been unblocked..."

"I can understand." I didn't ask any more questions, but instead asked, "Are you having a good time today?"

She was silent again.After a while, Miss Pender said, "You are different."

"what?"

"It's just different from before. I thought you were more..." Before she could finish her sentence, she lost her voice again. It seemed that she had changed to a skill-testing action. I could hear the subtle sound of the cloth of the clothes rubbing against the microphone.After a while, the other end became quiet, and Miss Pender said, "But it's very close to the first impression you left on me."

"You know, now I'm really glad you first met me in 09," I said, "otherwise I'd have a hard time imagining that I'd be able to date you one day—considering the first time we met, I was clearly not well-fitting orange T-shirt, and you are sophisticated, sophisticated, and laid-back."

"Excuse me for having a hard time agreeing with that last word. Before I met with you, I worked about... eighty hours the week before? I don't know. It was chaotic, busy, and confusing. I'm grateful now That's when the kill came out."

I squinted my eyes.Has there been a bid for this project?

And Miss Pande continued: "...otherwise I won't be able to see you again."

My instinctive curiosity nearly left me scratching my head, but the promise bound me in place as a tender lover.I restrained and changed the subject: "Did you recognize me at first sight? And I'm still wearing that company T-shirt?"

She laughed: "Let me have a little secret of my own."

Monday's convention was nothing short of an execution ground.This week we will decide on the first batch of lists that the R&D team will "integrate" into, and make a phased summary of the optimization of cross-departmental communication channels in the early stage. There is also no internal support for our work.

The European department frequently criticizes me, and it’s okay for me to speak, but the manager below will be interrupted almost as soon as he speaks: it’s not uncommon at times like this, but at that time, BCG hadn’t settled in, so some people would come out to make peace, Or pretend to uphold justice, but in fact pull sideways.It's very different now. Our two departments are forced to pretend to be good brothers, and when we really encounter disputes, there is not even a buffer zone.

Now that the boss is being watched by people from all sides, it is impossible for him to speak rashly.All the pressure is on my shoulders, and Kevin and I are already torn apart, so it is conceivable how we will be treated.

If I don't come to the company for this meeting today, I'm afraid we will be eaten alive by them on the spot.

After the routine report, the big boss left me alone again, which seems to be a custom.Before he did this, he would avoid the two of Kevin and the others. Usually, I would wait in the tea room for a while and return to the office after receiving Jocelyn's notice; Yes, obviously Kevin.

But today, he let me stay on the spot.

Jocelyn isn't here, and the Big Boss made me wait for a while.I originally wanted to take advantage of this gap to speak, but after thinking about it, I have mentioned the idea of ​​declining this job to Jocelyn before, and she will definitely give a little hint to the big boss.The big boss asked me to wait today, there must be a deep meaning.

Therefore, I did not speak hastily, but quietly read the mail aside, and noticed that the big boss was free, so I took the initiative to report the progress of Vietnam affairs.

The projects over there are getting smoother and smoother. Because the plate is small, it has not been too affected by the epidemic. It can be regarded as a relatively bright project team in our department recently.Regarding Xiao Ding's work arrangement, I also mentioned a few words. Even if this matter is cleared by the big boss, taking an amulet that may not be of much use.

As for the fact that this matter is actually arranged by the boss, I dare not say.He listened to reports about Vietnam, and his mood has just improved. I don't want to touch his bad luck during this critical period.

Jocelyn is back.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Jocelyn greeted me with a smile, and stood behind the big boss.

"Sit down." He raised his chin towards the chair next to me.

I just felt like a nerve jumped in my head and my whole body was tense.But people shouldn't feel that kind of movement, right?After all, nerves don't jump, only muscles.But it was just that weird: Jocelyn sat down next to me.

This is something that has never been seen before.

There is a kind of interrogation technique commonly known as "good cop, bad cop", which is well known.Jocelyn always stayed by the big boss's side, either standing or sitting, but she had never heard of her being on the same side as anyone else.I couldn't help being vigilant in my heart, it seemed that they had seen the opportunity, and I was unprepared and fell into a passive position.

"About what you mentioned last week," Jocelyn, who was sitting next to me, said, "Those concerns are obviously worthy of reference. I mentioned it to Li Song afterwards. Li Song feels that it is still necessary to ask your thoughts carefully. Would you like to Do you want to talk?"

My heart tightened, I nodded to Jocelyn, then turned to the big boss and said, "Before I formally took over this job, I talked about my own views: I don't think that under the circumstances at that time, it would be difficult to have a relationship with Sonia." Or any BCG personnel to reach a private cooperation is safe. The risk of doing so is high, and our ability to resist risks is not strong, because it is equivalent to fighting the enemy internally. At that time, because of the trust of the company, I took got the job.

"It's been a while now. Frankly speaking, I did get some information, but the price was very high, and the company gradually fell behind in the game with BCG. I think my ability is not enough, and I will continue to fight with Pan Miss De's keeping in touch will do more harm than good."

"Yao. We know that if there is a problem, it should not be your ability. I am very assured of your business ability, and I believe that any wise person will reach a consensus with me." The big boss praised me without hesitation.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"So, it's more like...a question of attitude, a question of position." A sharp flash of sharpness flashed across his harmless face, "I'll give you another chance: why do you want to quit? "