I have nothing to do

89.

Yan Yu hasn't had a good time these past few days, it should be said that she is very bad.

There was a problem with a project I worked on overtime during the annual vacation last time. The final picture was different from the plan confirmed by Party A, and their team was responsible for the different part.

Yan Yu confirmed and affirmed that he completed his part according to the plan that the team leader communicated with him in the middle of the night. In fact, strictly speaking, it did not belong to his part, because he was on vacation and he was just helping.

But now something went wrong, and he had to take the blame.

This is not the first time he has taken the blame.

Yan Yu himself has a relatively soft temper, and he is not the one who stands out in the company on weekdays, just like when he was studying, he is stable, neither the best nor the worst, he will not cause trouble, but he will not cause trouble, so the team The director is okay with him, except that he always has to work overtime and occasionally ask him to take the blame. As a designer, who hasn't had the time to take the blame, and Yan Yu was a newcomer before, so he took the blame, so he can bear it.

But he is not a rookie now, and he has recited a little more times.

Yan Yu knows that he is a soft persimmon, but soft persimmon does not mean that he should be kneaded by others.Yan Yu thought over and over again, and decided to write the whole story into an email and send it to the mailbox of the department head. After two days of anxiety, he only received a slightly comforting email, and the team leader's sarcasm.

The team leader made insinuations about him at the team meeting, saying that he was short-sighted and ignorant of flexibility, and that they might not rush to explain or defend anything at work, even if this matter ultimately affected your performance It has nothing to do with salary, because things will pay off in the end, and it is the most stupid way to care about temporary gains and losses.

Yan Yu sat on the seat, his eyes fell on the notebook in front of him, his mind was like magma in a crater, bubbling crazily, as if it would burst out in the next second.

The team leader's mouth opened and closed, Yan Yu couldn't hear what he was saying, whether his colleague's eyes were on him, Yan Yu could feel it even if he lowered his head.

Yan Yu is a person with no sense of presence. He has known this for a long time. He is also used to staying quietly on the sidelines. Most of the time, praise and criticism have nothing to do with him. Others are okay with him, whether it is the school or the company, they all exist to relax his mind.

But at this moment, he really realized the four words of sitting on pins and needles.

He began to think about whether he had done something wrong, whether he should not have sent that email, and should have taken the blame without hesitation, just like before.

He shouldn't resist, because the result of resistance is to put himself in a more embarrassing situation. Like every time before, whether it's his cousin, mother or the leader at work, shouldn't he obediently obey?

But why?

Why do you have to bear all the mistakes by yourself, why are you not the one who is wrong, why do you have to bow your head, why do you have to obey, why?

Yan Yu got up suddenly. He supported the long table with both hands, and said softly, "I'm not feeling well, let's go first."

The team leader also stood up, pointing at Yan Yu's face and yelling loudly: "What's your attitude?! Do you think the company is your home? You can come and leave whenever you want?!"

Yan Yu had already walked to the door, holding his hand on the doorknob. He endured and endured, but he turned his head and looked at everyone in the meeting room and said, "I will hand over the leave note to the personnel. After all, the leave note given to me by the company I still have a lot of useless."

Yan Yu knew that he was impulsive when he walked out of the company's gate. This may be the most impulsive thing he did in his life other than writing a diary, but he didn't regret it, at least not as regretful as he was in the meeting room just now.

He went to HR to apply for leave, but of course the HR would not agree, saying that his request for leave was not in accordance with the procedure, although the leave note is an employee benefit given by the company, but it still needs to follow the leave application procedure. He was about to leave, he couldn't take it anymore.

He was always working overtime and overtime, and in the end he had to take the blame, was scolded, and his bonus was deducted for affecting his performance. Yan Yu's nerves, which were always tense, suddenly broke.

After Yan Yu left the company, he stood by the side of the street, suddenly he didn't know where he should go.

I don't want to go home, the house is always cold.

Although Yan Yu usually regards his home as the most solid harbor, but at this time, he still doesn't want to face setbacks and failures alone.

There are many pedestrians on the road. Although they have nothing to do with me, they are still a little popular. When I go home, I really only have myself.

Yan Yu pulled up the scarf, and now she is wearing the one given by Weng Chi. Speaking of this matter, Yan Yu always wanted to return the gift to Weng Chi, but always forgot to buy it. Why don't you just take advantage of it now? , buy a gift for Weng Chi too.

Yan Yu knew that the scarf was a luxury brand when she first checked the price. Poor Yan Yu has lived for 20 years. He has lived in Jiangzhou, a first-tier city full of big brands, for almost ten years, but he has never entered any luxury store. .

In the first two years when he first came here, when he passed by those luxury stores, he would still take a look at them, thinking that Jiangzhou is really Jiangzhou, so prosperous and so extravagant, but after a while, he will no longer be surprised. After all, luxuries belong to others, but life belongs to oneself. No matter how advanced and developed Jiangzhou is, ordinary people still live ordinary lives. It can only be said in those seven words: firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

Yan Yu squeezed the subway to Huhai Road, where the style of the old Jiangzhou and the style of the new Jiangzhou are all here. He walked to the pedestrian street with the crowd, but he didn't care about it. He just planned to buy a similar one for Weng Chi. A gift, but I haven't thought about what to buy.

Yan Yu didn't buy many gifts for others, and he rarely received gifts. Most of his gifts came from people who participated in class activities.Or engage in gifts distributed during activities. When he was young, he liked to receive gifts, especially gifts from classmates. This made him feel valued. He would also carefully select gifts for classmates, using his few pocket money money.

But his pocket money is really too little. Yan Yu's mother thinks that children only need to maintain basic survival. They don't need snacks, toys, and of course they don't need to socialize. important.

Therefore, Yan Yu can only get pocket money occasionally. It is said to be pocket money, but in fact it is basically meal money, one yuan or even a few cents. Yan Yu saves it and uses it to buy greeting cards and small gifts for exchange.

Later, no one gave him these things anymore, and even though his piggy bank gradually increased and he was able to buy better gifts, no one cared about him anymore.

At this time, he was standing on the bustling street, his mind was blank, and there was almost no past experience for him to refer to. He didn't know what to buy for Weng Chi, so that Weng Chi would be happy and like him.

Although Weng Chi looks very casual, he wears clothes that are visible to the naked eye. Yan Yu starts to think of Weng Chi's head.

a hat?Ke Wengchi never wears a hat.

Scarves are out of the question, sending one back would seem a little silly.

He doesn't need to look at the clothes and shoes, he doesn't know Weng Chi's number or Weng Chi's preferences.

So what else?table?He simply can't afford to be worthy of Weng Chi.

What about a bag?Do men use bags?Computer bag?No, Weng Chi is different from himself, he doesn't need to carry a computer bag, so a handbag?wallet.

Yes, buy a handbag or purse.

Yan Yu suddenly became happy. He finally knew what to buy for Weng Chi. The next step was to go into the store, choose a stable model, and buy it.

Yan Yu chose the nearest one, and after entering, the clerk greeted her and looked at Yan Yu with eyes that she thought no one else would notice. She asked Yan Yu politely and distantly what she needed, but before Yan Yu could speak, she was dismissed. Put your arms around your neck from behind.

"Yan language!"

Yan Yu hurriedly turned around and saw Xiao Hanrui smiling at himself.

"Xiao Yanyu, what a coincidence."

"You are younger than me." Yan Yu reminded Xiao Hanrui that he also learned from Cheng Xinyuan and Weng Chi, calling himself "little" Yan Yu.

"You are short."

"..."

Xiao Hanrui always talked a lot, and when he learned that Yan Yu was here to buy bags, he said that he was the SVIP of this store.

"There are many benefits." Xiao Hanrui blinked at Yan Yu, "I'm also here to buy bags, let's take a look together."

Thanks to Xiao Hanrui's blessing, Yan Yu quickly chose a handbag that suits his heart, and it is a limited new stock this year. Although the price is much higher than the budget, Yan Yu inexplicably thinks that Weng Chi will like it.

Xiao Hanrui also chose two types. After the two of them bought the bags, Xiao Hanrui said that it was rare to meet them today, so why not have a cup of coffee together.

Yan Yu had no objection, since he had nowhere to go anyway, he was worried about whether Xiao Hanrui could go shopping freely.

"Don't worry, I'm wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a hat." Xiao Hanrui said, "I promise that no one will suspect me. If you're really worried, we'll open a room near here. It's very convenient and secretive."

"...or a coffee shop."

Fortunately, it was a working day, and it was working hours. There were not many people in many restaurants. Xiao Hanrui took Yan Yu to the one he often went to. After entering the door, he went straight to the private room. After the two sat down, Xiao Hanrui took off the body equipment.

The location of this coffee shop is very good, under the floor-to-ceiling windows is Huhai Road, Yan Yu looked at the people hurrying below, thinking that he would miss work one day.

"What are you in a daze for? I wanted to ask just now, is there something wrong with you? I see that you are not in a good mood and your face is not good." Xiao Hanrui said a little worriedly, "Are you in good health?"

"It's nothing, just... a matter of work." Yan Yu said helplessly, "I'm a little troubled."

"Unhappy?"

"um, yes."

"I mean, why did you show up here on a weekday." Xiao Hanrui had a clear expression, "Can you tell me about it?"

Yan Yu thought about it, and it seemed that there was nothing he couldn't say, so he told Xiao Hanrui the ins and outs of the matter and his own actions.

"I don't know how to deal with going to work tomorrow, I really don't want to do it here." Thinking of going back to the company, Yan Yu felt a headache.

"Then resign and change places."

"It's not easy." Yan Yu smiled wryly, "At least you have to find a horse by riding a donkey. If you resign rashly, you will be in trouble if you can't find a new job."

"What does Xiao Yanyu do?"

"Design something like that."

"Then do you want to consider working in our company?"

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