Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

After returning home, I deleted all the video files on my personal computer.

I must try to quit this job on Monday. If I always face Miss Pan De with such a half-hearted mood, my hesitation will one day overwhelm me.

The hand touched my lips without knowing it. She is really...

I forced to open my eyes that I closed unconsciously.

Really a woman who can't be left behind.

The big boss was very compassionate tonight and was not in the workgroup @我. While confirming the work arrangements of the various project teams next week, I quickly cleaned up new emails, hoping to finish the matter at hand before zero o'clock, and gain some time to send messages to Miss Pan De. She must want to keep in touch normally, but my life is too barren, and the topics that can be thought of are almost all forbidden areas between us.

What should we talk about?

The phone shook suddenly.

Miss Pan De: "Dear customer: I'm sorry to disturb you at this time. I want to make sure that our online meeting is still as usual at nine o'clock on Monday evening?"

"Your tone is like a customer service robot." I typed.

Miss Pan De: "I thought you liked this kind of public and private wording."

Miss Pan De: "Or, you want me..."

What?

My breathing couldn't help but take a beat.

She finally sent a third message: "More powerful?"

Yes, I recall, when we talked about work alone, she always kept her boss's tone. I didn't think much about the meeting this week, I just faintly felt that the degree of her pressure was lessened. I thought that we were still in the post-remedial period when she blatantly rejected my proposal on behalf of BCG. Considering that both parties have been working hard to create an atmosphere of relaxation recently, I did not deliberate on our personal relationship.

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

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

Since I have decided not to collect evidence related to her, the efficiency of staying online for a meeting is very low. Languages ​​other than human words often have more information than words themselves. Besides, I am also better at obtaining information in person.

On the other hand, even though it is my turn to work at home next week...

Miss Pan De: "Okay. That's as you wish."

I still want to see her.

I took the time to deal with work matters, held the mobile phone for a while, hesitated for a while, typed a few words, and felt inappropriate, and finally dialed the phone.

She rang there for a while before picking it up, and there was a brief noise when it was connected.

"Is it bothering you?"

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

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

"I'm doing yoga."

"Oh." I was taken aback, "Uh, should I call you tomorrow?"

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

I heard that there was still something to be said, so I didn't answer the call and waited for her quietly.

Miss Pande paused for a while, and then said: "But now I have put on the headphones. You don't want to interrupt me twice, do you?"

"Sometimes the way you talk is really bossy." I laughed, "I'm not referring to work. Normally working with you is usually quite enjoyable. This kind of scene is often seen in private. "

"Maybe because I like to control everything."

"I didn't think like that." I leaned against the window, took 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 Pan De said, "So this is a private call?"

Asked knowingly.

I feel that my facial muscles related to laughter are slightly tired, but I still can’t stop laughing. I just said: "I will call you tomorrow. When do you usually have time, do you call you during the dance practice? not very convenient?"

She took a breath: "Well... I was very free before lunch. Normally there will be no arrangements for the evening, but you know, it's just unblocked now..."

"I can understand." I didn't take this to ask anything more, instead, "Did you have a happy day?"

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

"what?"

"It's different from before. I originally thought you were more..." She didn't finish her words, and she lost her voice. She seemed to have changed a more skill-testing movement. I could hear the slight movement of the cloth of the clothes rubbing against the microphone. After a while, the other side was quiet, Miss Pan De said: "But it is very close to the first impression you left me."

"You know, now I'm really glad you saw me for the first time in 2009." I said, "Otherwise I can hardly imagine that one day I can date you-considering the first time I met, I was dressed obviously not fitting. The orange T-shirt, and you are sophisticated, sophisticated, and leisurely."

"It is difficult for me to agree with the last word. Before meeting with you, I probably worked...80 hours the previous week? I don't know. Anyway, the situation is very chaotic, with a lot of things, and everything. I am very grateful for that now. When he came out of his head."

I squinted my eyes. Has this project ever been bid?

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

My instinctive curiosity almost made me scratch my head, but promised to tie me in place and be a gentle lover. I refrained from turning off 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."

The meeting on Monday was basically an execution ground. This week we have to decide on the first batch of lists that the R&D team "integrated" into, and make a phased summary of the optimization of the inter-departmental communication channels in the early stage. It was not a laborious task, but let alone the BCG side, even the company. There is also no internal support for our work.

The European department is constantly picking me up. It’s okay for me to speak. The manager below is almost interrupted whenever he speaks: It’s not uncommon at this time, but at that time BCG hadn’t moved in, so how many people would come out to make peace. Or pretend to be fair, but in fact pull it sideways. Now it is very different. Our two departments were forced to pretend to be good brothers. We really encountered a dispute and we didn't even have a buffer zone.

The boss is being stared at by people from all sides, it is impossible to speak rashly. All the pressure is on my shoulders, and Kevin and I have torn apart their faces. You can imagine what kind of treatment we can get.

If I don't come to the company for this meeting today, we are afraid that they will be devoured by them on the spot.

After the routine report, the big boss left me alone again, which seems to be a common practice. He would avoid Kevin and the two of them before doing this. Usually I wait a while in the pantry, and then return to the office after receiving Jocelyn’s notice; considering that the boss knew about "this", I really avoided it. Yes, obviously Kevin.

But today, he let me stay on the spot.

Jocelyn was not there, and the big boss asked me to wait for a while. I originally wanted to take advantage of this gap to speak, but then I thought about the idea of ​​quitting this job. I had mentioned it to Jocelyn before, and she would definitely give a hint to the big boss. Today the big boss asked me to wait, it must have a profound meaning.

Therefore, I didn't speak rashly. I quietly read the email from the sidelines 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 better and smoother, because the plate is small, but not too affected by the epidemic, it is considered to be the brighter project team in our department recently. Regarding the work arrangement of Xiaoding, I also mentioned a few words. Even if I crossed the clear road on the side of the big boss, I took an amulet that might not have much effect.

As for the fact that this matter was arranged by the boss, I dare not say. He listened to the report from Vietnam and his mood just improved. I don't want to touch him during this critical period.

Jocelyn is back.

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

"Sit down." He pressed his chin toward the chair next to me.

I just felt tight in my head like a nerve jumped. But people shouldn't feel that kind of movement, right? After all, nerves don't jump, only muscles jump. But my feeling is so weird: Jocelyn sat down next to me.

This is unprecedented.

One of the interrogation techniques commonly known as "good policeman, bad policeman" is well known. Jocelyn has always stayed next to the big boss, standing or sitting, but she has never heard of her being on the same side as anyone else. I couldn't help being vigilant in my heart, and it seemed that they had seen the first opportunity, and I fell into a passive state without preparation.

"About what you mentioned last week," Jocelyn sitting next to me said, "Those concerns are obviously worthy of reference, and I mentioned them to Lisong afterwards. Lisong feels that it is necessary to ask your thoughts carefully again. Are you willing? Talk about it?"

I felt tight, nodded to Jocelyn, and turned to the big boss: "Before I officially took over this job, I talked about my own opinion: I don't think that under the circumstances at the time, it was with Sonia. Or any BCG personnel to reach a private cooperation is safe. The risk of doing so is very high, and our anti-risk ability is not strong, because this is equivalent to fighting the enemy internally. At that time, because of the trust of the company, I took it Got this job.

"It's been a while now. Frankly speaking, I did get some intelligence, but the price was high. The company has gradually fallen behind in the game with the BCG side. I think my ability is still insufficient, and I will continue with Pan. It will do more harm than good for Miss De to keep in touch."

"Yao. We know that if something goes wrong, it shouldn't be your ability. I am very relieved 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... attitude question, a position question." A sharp flash suddenly flashed across the harmless face of the other animal, "I'll give you another chance: Why do you want to quit?"