I want to be my ex-boyfriend's aunt every day

"It's hard to say, but it's also easy to say." Someone glanced at Fu Yufan and said, "The benefits and treatment are not as good as what you give, Mr. Fu. The salary is not based on seniority. In short, I'm starting from scratch."

"I don't mind starting from the grassroots level," said a loud-voiced man with a smile. "That's how life is. When the environment is bad, you have to adapt to the situation."

"Overseas," he said in a tactful and pleasing way, his eyes swept across everyone, but he said in a cliché tone: "People in their seventies and eighties have just started their lives, and they are still running for prime minister and governor. But in China? People in their sixties are eager to sentence themselves to death. This is not right."

Everyone nodded in approval.

A young man interrupted, "You really sing better than you speak, but it was not easy for us young people to enter the Fu Group."

"Yes, studying hard... 30% depends on fate, 70% depends on hard work."

Everyone was talking about it.

As if going around in circles, the topic finally converged on a certain point.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. “I thought I was a founding father, and she wouldn’t optimize me, but I didn’t expect that I was the one who was called in for a talk.”

"And I……"

In the end, it was met with a wave of doubts and complaints.

Xia Yunshu turned a deaf ear to all this.

She moved closer to Miao Cuilian secretly and lowered her voice.

"Did you hear that person's voice?"

Miao Cuilian glanced at the female colleagues present, "That person is not there."

"you sure?"

"It's too noisy now, it affects people's judgment." Miao Cuilian held the water cup nervously, Xia Yunshu smiled sweetly, "This is not easy to deal with, wait a minute."

Xia Yunshu went to contact the foreman.

A microphone was sent over and she clapped it, and everyone looked at her.

"What is Team Xia doing?"

"Come on, you bunch of dull people are so bored. You come out here and complain about everything. If you want to optimize, then optimize. If you can't stay here, there will be other places for you, right?"

In fact, everyone has long accepted the current situation.

After hearing Xia Yunshu say this, everyone just smiled.

"Let's sing a song. After all, the chances of reuniting together will become fewer and fewer in the future."

Someone suggested singing Auld Lang Syne. This song was not only well-known, but also suited today's atmosphere in terms of both tonality and melody. Xia Yunshu sang it right away, and she unnoticedly moved the microphone to the side.

Everyone sang a line and the three-minute song was over quickly.

After Xia Yunshu turned off the microphone, he looked at Miao Cuilian. She had just been listening and analyzing attentively. When Xia Yunshu leaned closer to ask, Miao Cuilian quickly shook her head.

"There is no such person."

"Really not?"

Xia Yunshu was half-believing and half-doubting.

It was because of the other party's suspicion that she gathered everyone together.

But based on her understanding of Miao Cuilian, she is a person who does things in a meticulous manner. "Shall I listen to another gay song?" She also felt a little embarrassed and looked at Xia Yunshu anxiously.

Xia Yunshu turned on the microphone, "Don't be so dull, let's have some fun."

There were microphone masters and newbies in this group of people, but the atmosphere was generally good. When the song ended, Miao Cuilian pulled Xia Yunshu and they went to the bathroom.

"No." Miao Cuilian said firmly: "That person didn't come today."

Xia Yunshu had just taken a photo of the roster at the sign-in place. She opened the photo on her phone and looked at it. "It's all here. There is only one possibility. That person is still in the company."

Miao Cuilian nodded, and the two of them seemed to have entered a crop circle.

When the two returned to the banquet hall, they heard someone singing a Cantonese song with lively intonation. The loud and clear voice attracted several millennials in the private room next door.

The little girls kept looking over here, and some even took out their cell phones to prepare for recording.

It was a classic Hong Kong song from the 1990s. It was very popular in the streets and alleys at that time.

That person is creating classics, and judging by the public's level, he is already a king.

"Does our company have such a talented person?"

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon," Xia Yunshu couldn't help laughing, "Maybe he's an idol trainee."

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the banquet hall, the girls asked with twinkling eyes: "Which star is it?"

"How about getting an autograph for me?"

Xia Yunshu waved his hands hurriedly, "Grassroots, there are no stars here, it's a company team-building event." The girls were still skeptical and stood at the door listening for a long time before leaving in disappointment.

When the two entered, Xia Yunshu saw that the person singing immersively was actually Fu Yufan. Everyone stood up slightly and surrounded him like the moon surrounded by stars.

She was so absorbed in the activity that she didn't notice anyone coming in.

Miao Cuilian was surprised, "Is Mr. Fu so powerful?"

"Me too..." Xia Yunshu's throat slid open, "I just found out."

When Fu Yufan finished the song, everyone spontaneously applauded, "Mr. Fu is really a man of hidden talents."

Fu Yufan felt a little embarrassed. Someone looked at the two of them and said, "Those who slandered you all liked to make up gossips behind your back. Now that President Fu has come down from the altar, the more I see you, the more I think you are a good-looking couple."

Fu Yufan just smiled faintly.

He hugged Xia Yunshu tightly, now he was truly free of worries. The two of them embraced each other intimately, Xia Yunshu leaning on his shoulder like a little bird. He stretched out one hand to hug her shoulders, and the incomparable happy smiles overflowed on both of their faces.

Someone raised a small wine glass, "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. Today we are all gathered together. What a rare opportunity. We won't leave so easily unless you drink a cup of wine together."

Fu Yufan didn't pretend to be nice and took the two glasses of wine from the man.

The two drank a glass of wine.

Xia Yunshu's face turned red, and she felt that the poisonous dragon made her blood boil from inside out.

The onlooker was obviously not happy, "Come on, big cup exchange."

The two hugged each other face to face and drank another glass.

This was probably the most lively gathering in the company, but similar opportunities in the future were nowhere in sight. Fu Yufan got along well with everyone.

Perhaps, now that classes and identities have been completely blurred, everyone is more relaxed.

Halfway through the banquet, Miao Cuilian said goodbye.

Many people were toasting Fu Yufan. He was in high spirits today and accepted all the toasts. During these ten minutes or so, many people were drunk.

Xia Yunshu felt sorry for Fu Yufan.

Through the convex lens of time, all the scenes related to his entrepreneurial days came flooding back.

Of course, all these scenes were imagined by Xia Yunshu.

She seemed to see him vaguely, the one who lingered on the wine table in the past, and the one who fawned on others in the early days to get orders.

It turns out that it wasn't that his edges were rounded off, nor that the skill disappeared.

Under certain circumstances and atmospheres, those memories hidden in the deepest parts of our lives can be easily activated.