Scumbag regrets after divorce

On the first day of going to work at the company, Yi Huajin was late.

The reason is that he suffered from insomnia last night, and he may still not be used to sleeping in the bed outside, and Feng Ling's disturbing phone call.

It was already past noon in the company, when Yi Huajin entered the office, he found that many people were looking at him.

But the eyes are very cold, it seems that they don't know themselves, after all, most of this company are newcomers who have only been in the industry for a few years.

Others whispered to each other: "The newcomer is so arrogant, why is he absent from work for half a day on the first day?"

"The face is so pretty and the figure is good, isn't it a painter? I feel like a model,"

"You think too much, the company will hire such a good-looking model, this level can cost tens of thousands a day, does our boss have enough money to burn?"

"It's okay for a man to have long hair, but also wear tassel earrings...? Is it so coquettish?"

"I seem to have heard of a painter who likes to wear this, what is it called...?"

"I can't even remember the name, and I guess it's not very famous, so let's do that."

"But it's really pretty, maybe some [-]th-tier star changed career~"

Yi Huajin heard everything, he has excellent hearing, and the most important thing is that he can read lips, but he has long been accustomed to gossip, so he ignored it.

He strolled to his workstation, sat down and turned on the computer.

His workstation is the innermost row, and there are only two people in this row plus him.

"It's quite early." He Su sat beside him and gave a lukewarm greeting.

"It's okay." Yi Huajin stared at the startup screen without turning her head: "Director He is so close to the people, he doesn't even have an office, sitting next to a newcomer?"

"Absent from work for half a day, performance deducted, and your salary is gone today."

"Oh." Yi Huajin responded perfunctorily.

"Is this your attitude when talking to the director?"

"Then what attitude do you want?" Yi Huajin responded even more perfunctorily, he was tinkering with his hand-painted tablet, and he didn't even have the desire to look at He Su.

There was a brand-new hand-painted board on the table. Yi Huajin picked it up and looked at it repeatedly, connected it to the computer with a data cable, and drew a few strokes on it casually. The lines did not change in thickness, and they were crooked.

Is it so hard to use?Yi Huajin was a bit miscalculated.

But he soon discovered that this thing needs to install the driver to work, so he went to tinker with the driver again.

Seeing that he was so unfamiliar with hands, He Su sneered again: "Aren't you a master of drawing circles? It's unexpected that you're so laborious with a board."

"No, I'm a beginner in Banhua." Yi Huajin didn't bother to argue with him.

"Do you need to teach?" He Su asked coldly.

Yi Huajin stopped what she was doing, and gave him a look in the eyes: "Do you really want to repay the favor?"

He Su watched Yi Huajin look at herself, but turned her head awkwardly: "You think too much."

The two of them didn't say a word after that. During this period, Yi Huajin browsed some tutorials on the Internet and practiced by herself, and soon became familiar with the texture.

Because he was sitting next to He Su, he inadvertently caught sight of what He Su was doing in his hand, there were quite a lot of things, and he kept typing on the keyboard.

He Su is the art director, and he must be responsible for reviewing the drawings and internally controlling the quality, also known as internal auditing. Only when the drawings pass his level can they be shown to customers.

And the picture that He Su was typing to reply to looked like it was also Zhang Meixuan's CG, and Yi Huajin asked him casually, "What is this?"

He Su stared at the screen and replied, "It's the same picture as you took."

"Who else took this picture besides me?"

"The one across from you."

Yi Huajin tilted her body and walked around the monitor to glance at the man opposite, then glanced back at He Su's computer screen, and said faintly, "I thought Lian Hua specifically named me to post the pictures."

"It was you who called the roll call." He Su kept his voice down as much as possible, and explained: "But generally outsourcing companies will not only hire one person to draw for such a big project, at least two drawings are the rule."

"Does that mean that his picture is just a make-up?"

"Yes."

Yi Huajin has never been in this kind of workplace, let alone experienced the hardships of the lowest social animals, but outsourcing companies pay according to their work, as long as the client is not interested, no matter how much thought and time they spend, they will not get a penny. arrive.

This is the cruelty of the workplace, and this is why Yi Huajin doesn't want to sign with the company.

The pictures I have worked so hard to draw are just being picked up by people as commodities. As long as they don't suit other people's eyes, don't want them if you don't want them, and throw them away like a pair of shoes.

And Yi Huajin's idea from the very beginning was that it should not be a commodity, no matter whether it is a work or a person, it will not work!

So before "Feng Yi", he didn't listen to anyone, even if Feng Ling asked him to change the map or plan, he was not happy.

He asked again, "How long have you been painting?"

"Half a month."

Yi Huajin committed an old problem, and casually complained: "There is only one sketch in half a month?"

The two of them were whispering before, but this time they suddenly raised something. The man on the other side heard it and thought Yi Huajin was mocking him, and was obviously very upset: "You can do it?"

Yi Huajin also knew that his words and deeds offended others, but he was not in the character of apologizing to others, so he reluctantly rounded it up: "I just don't think this picture will take so long."

The man was even angrier: "What do you mean, you, a newcomer, what right do you have to tell me what to do?"

As a result, Yi Huajin hadn't spoken yet, but He Su suddenly growled, "What's the fuss? If you have the time to change the picture."

The man saw that the director had spoken, so he had no choice but to shut up disheveledly: "Yes."

Yi Huajin knew that He Su wasn't protecting her. He was a bit like her in character, he liked to be quiet and didn't like people arguing in her ears.

In this regard, the apprentice and the master are really exactly the same.

Seeing that He Su ignored her, Yi Huajin ignored him and continued to draw.

After staying up until eleven o'clock in the evening, Yi Huajin finished the sketch. He has always drawn very fast, almost 50 times faster than ordinary painters and 10 times faster than professional painters.

Stretching her body, Yi Huajin turned around and realized that she was the only one left in the company.

He used to work in "Fengyi", and it was common for him to stay up all night, but it was nothing to him until eleven o'clock.

Besides, I was indeed late in the morning, which delayed some work time.

He is not the kind of person who does not seek to make progress just because of his relationship. As long as it is the next job, he will definitely do his best.

He even felt that eleven o'clock was a bit early, and he had nothing to do when he went back, and he would think of that person for no reason, so he might as well work overtime here, and forget it all night.

Only in the process of painting, he will concentrate on without distracting thoughts, and don't think about any useless troubles.

This is another reason why I worked so hard before.

He never wanted to think too much about why Feng Ling didn't love him.

I don't want to think too much about how to curry favor with him so that he can take another look at me.