The design director skipped work

The Spring Festival is coming, and all aspects of the annual review have been completed in the overtime work after New Year's Day. For the staff of the Ninth Hospital, these two weeks are the most leisurely two weeks of the year.

At this time in previous years, the employees of the convention and exhibition center would line up for vacation. Anyway, Jiang Heng was sitting in the office, but this year everyone tacitly gave up the vacation.

Regarding this, Jiang Heng was moved and said helplessly: "Why do you act as if you want to say goodbye to me at the end of life."

In fact, the scene was a bit similar to what Jiang Heng said. Starting from the cake that day, all the employees of the department tried their best to get to the director's office.

At the beginning, they would find reasons such as "I don't know how to fill out this form", "There is something wrong with this report", "What should I do if my computer is broken, director?"

Later, it became "I just found out that the hand sanitizer in the men's bathroom has changed to a cherry blossom scent, which is great." "Director, I think the food in the cafeteria has become unpalatable." "Director, I am going to buy women's hair tonic. Do you want to bring some? ?”

"...There's no need for this." The corners of Jiang Heng's mouth twitched.

In short, everyone will waste an hour or two in the director's office. Sometimes one person comes in while another person comes in, so let's chat together. If it's not that colleagues in other departments see too much nonsense, Jiang Heng wished to move a small bench to the big office to hold a discussion meeting.

All the colleagues in the department wanted to hold a farewell party for Jiang Heng, but Jiang Heng was not very willing about it. It sounded too sad to say that it was too sad to have a breakup meal together, and he didn't want to see the little girls cry.

"I just changed my job, and I didn't go to a foreign country, so you don't need to make such a big show." Jiang Heng said, "And I still do exhibitions, maybe we can cooperate in the future."

The sad colleagues' eyes lit up blingblingly one after another, Jiang Heng smiled, and he didn't say the second half of the sentence:

My boyfriend is still here, maybe someday you will bump into me when you come to pick him up from get off work.

Although there was no unified break-up meal, at the upcoming New Year's party of the publicity office, colleagues in the department still made up their minds to have a sense of ceremony. This time, Jiang Heng had no way to refute. They all accepted with a smile.

Each department has to produce a program. Jiang Heng's successor director is Su Jin, so Su Jin is in charge of the program arrangement. In previous years, the employees for such activities were not very motivated. If Ruo has learned to dance, Xiao Song sings well, usually The two of them went to sing a song and dance together, and it was over.

Of course, this year is different. This year, we have prepared a cliché program, which is a mix of songs.A group of several people arranged several different songs, none of which were told to Jiang Heng, and Jiang Heng was arranged to be the finale.

Seeing such an arrangement, Jiang Heng's eyes twitched, and he asked tentatively, "Can Wu Zheng sing with me?"

Su Jin's eyes widened in shock when she heard this: "So...so what?"

She was joking at first, but later on she gradually felt that the relationship between the director and Wu Zheng might really be a little closer than ordinary friends, and when Wu Zheng ran over to ask them to help prepare a small surprise for Jiang Heng, this feeling was even more perfect reached the top.

But the most important thing for adults is to see through and not tell the truth, not to mention that there is no real hammer for this kind of thing.As long as she knows that the director is a good person and Wu Zheng is also a good person, Su Jin thinks that is enough.

Jiang Heng couldn't help laughing: "Where did you think of it? I'm just because...well, I'm tone deaf, and I really can't sing solo."

It’s okay if you don’t say this, but when you say it, everyone gets excited and coaxes them to listen to Jiang Heng’s song, but Jiang Heng’s attitude is very firm on this matter. Don't let go.

In the end, everyone could only compromise and let Wu Zheng and Jiang Heng sing the last chorus. The song selection was the most suitable song "Friends" at this time.

That night Wu Zheng pestered Jiang Heng with a deadpan expression, wanting to hear him sing, but even in front of Wu Zheng, Jiang Heng still had a firm heart, no matter how cute Wu Zheng begged him, he just refused to sing anyway.In the end, he was crushed by Wu Zheng, and Jiang Heng sang "Happy Birthday to you" to him.

After Wu Zheng finished listening, he was silent for a long time, and said to Jiang Heng: "You lip-sync on the day of the party, and I will sing alone."

Jiang Heng: "..."

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The time for the party is the day after the New Year's Eve. In the morning, all the staff gather in the small auditorium of the publicity office to report and summarize the annual work, and the afternoon is the time for the party.

There is even a dress code, and everyone must have red elements on their bodies.

The night before the party, Wu Zheng insisted on styling Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng didn't think it was necessary, but Wu Zheng said seriously: "This is your last party!"

Jiang Heng didn't refute anymore.

Of course, Wu Zheng has another reason. Although it has been a long time since I mentioned it, red is his favorite color.

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Wu Zheng dragged Jiang Heng to the mall, and chose a dark red and black printed suit jacket for him.

"No...it's...right?" Jiang Heng looked in the mirror after trying it on, "I think it's too fancy."

"No, he's handsome." Wu Zheng patted Jiang Heng's shoulder happily.

"I didn't say he wasn't handsome." Jiang Heng said calmly, "I just think it's a little too fancy."

Wu Zheng: "..." What's the matter with your sudden narcissism.

In the end, Wu Zheng said, this is the last time you will participate in the party. Don't you have to shock everyone and leave a chic legend for everyone?

In fact, Jiang Heng felt that this passage did not convince him at all, but it may be that Wu Zheng said it too seriously, or it may be that the enthusiasm in Wu Zheng's eyes was too contagious. Jiang Heng finally bought the suit jacket, anyway. Pants with black, it will not be too exaggerated.

When it was time to check out, Wu Zheng swished over to check it out, and he deliberately blocked the price tag from showing Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng thought that the first thing I saw when I got this dress was the price tag, okay?

But this dress is not so expensive that he can't accept it, and Jiang Heng still knows that Wu Zheng received a big red envelope from entrepreneur Mr. Wu Suowei on New Year's Day and birthday, so he wants to pay the bill, so let him settle it .

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The style of the publicity party is different from the annual meeting of many companies. It is more like a school party. There is no big screen or hotel auditorium, but it is held in a small auditorium similar to a large classroom.

After a noon decoration by the young staff in the institute, the small auditorium changed its serious style in the morning. The wine red velvet curtain on the front of the auditorium hung down, and the balloons with the words "HAPPYNEWYEAR" were stuck on the curtain, and some gold and red glitter powder were pasted on it. There are some balloons with ribbons beside each table, floating high and beautiful.

The process of the gala is very simple. Each department performs a program, plays a game to draw a prize, performs a program, makes a game to draw a prize... After all departments have their turn in this circle, it is the New Year's Eve dinner session.Of course, the New Year’s Eve dinner in the office cannot be very rich. The content is that all the employees of the department will make dumplings together. The dumpling fillings and skins are provided by the cafeteria. classic show.

Although this kind of annual meeting is not foreign enough, it has the warm taste of a family gathering.

Each department of the Propaganda Office was allocated a big round table, and the convention and exhibition center was in the inner corner. They did not and did not plan to publicize Jiang Heng's resignation. Director's party.

However, Jiang Heng, who was wearing a dark red suit, still naturally attracted the attention of everyone when he entered the door.Xiao Wang, the new person in charge of taking pictures in the administration department, carried the camera on his shoulder, and the camera kept sweeping towards Jiang Heng.

Wu Zheng and Su Jin came in together with Jiang Heng, one on the left and the other on the right, like two little attendants, Su Jin wore a red knitted skirt, Wu Zheng wore a white sweater, white jeans, and a sea blue shirt on his back. A white cross-body canvas bag, the whole person looks like a little angel.

Everyone in the exhibition exchanged puzzled looks.

"Didn't they all have to wear red?" Liang Ziqing asked puzzled. She even painted her nail polish red, which showed her concern for this party.

"I don't know." Wang Yingying was also at a loss. She was wearing a light red dress. Usually, Wang Yingying's dress was very simple, but today she was quite stunning.

Yang Xiaowei violently tugged at the wool on the collar of her red turtleneck sweater: "I bought this sweater last night. If I find out that Angkor himself doesn't wear red, heh heh."

The last three sneers made the other two little girls tremble.

After Wu Zheng sat down next to Yang Xiaowei, he was beaming, and suddenly felt someone poked his shoulder.

"?" Wu Zheng turned his head, only to see Xiaowei blinked and asked, "Angkor, didn't you say that everyone has to wear red elements? What about the red on your body?"

Wu Zheng smiled and opened the canvas bag, and took out a red scarf from it: "Here, this is it."

Xiao Song, who was forced to wear the red sportswear issued in the last tug-of-war competition, Xiao Liu, who was chased by dogs on the way to work because he was wearing fiery red sneakers, and Wang, who had to snatch his daughter's red sweater because he usually wore very plain clothes. sister:"……"

Can I still use a scarf?

Speaking of this scarf, Jiang Heng actually asked Wu Zheng last night if he wanted to buy a new dress as well, because buying new clothes for the New Year seems to be a very common thing.

But Wu Zheng said seriously that in order to avoid suspicion, he didn't want to wear the same style as Jiang Heng, so he didn't need to buy new clothes, just buy a red scarf and just wear it casually.

Jiang Heng understood very well that after Zhao Suo's problem that day, Wu Zheng felt a little bit afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years, so he also agreed with Wu Zheng's idea of ​​"don't dress too similarly".

But it wasn't until Wu Zheng wrapped this dark red scarf around his neck carefully that Jiang Heng realized that wearing the same style looked like he was going out to sell goods together, but he was wearing it like this now, and his CP feeling went straight to the sky.

What Jiang Heng can discover, the little girls can naturally discover too. Wu Zheng, who is wearing a soft white sweater and jeans, stands beside Jiang Heng in a suit, like a cat relying on its owner. The most important thing is Wu Zheng The scarf and Jiang Heng's suit are almost exactly the same dark red color - this is simply because Wu Zheng thinks this dark red color is more versatile - whether it matches his face or not.

Yang Xiaowei turned her face away with difficulty, and wiped her nosebleed with the back of her hand. The gum was a bit sloppy, so let's not bother with Angkor this time.

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The party started soon. It happened to be a Friday afternoon. Primary schools and kindergartens were on holiday, so many people picked up their children to play with them. It will be very lively.

Occasionally there was the sound of balloons popping, and the colleagues in the exhibition center drank peach juice, ate candied chestnuts that Ding Ran bought from a dry fruit shop outside, and sugar oranges that Xiao Song bought from the cafeteria supermarket, chatting.

It's been like this every year before.

Jiang Heng suddenly felt an extremely strong reluctance.

He seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream at this moment.

It's over.

Although he successfully guarded this big family, as the "pillar" of the family, he finally had to go far away.

He wiped his eyes in the candlelight that day, but the tears didn't really flow down. When he sat in the office and chatted with his colleagues, he was always in a relaxed mood, because he liked staying with this group of people.And it's not the end, it hasn't been the end.

But it was indeed the last time for everyone to sit together and eat this dumpling at the Spring Festival Gala.

At this time, Su Jin stood up and patted her hands. Jiang Heng was taken aback, and heard the host on the stage say: "Now, please invite colleagues from the Convention and Exhibition Center to bring us "Song Skewers."

Jiang Heng was still in a daze, Xiao Song walked by him and patted him on the shoulder, and he just woke up as if from a dream, standing shoulder to shoulder with Wu Zheng, and went up to the stage at the end of the team.

This is a pre-rehearsed formation. After taking the stage, the music started. The first to sing was Su Jin and Sister Wang. They sang a short chorus of "Wishing You Peace". Su Jin's voice was clear and melodious, and Sister Wang's voice was elegant and gentle. It sounds great together.

Colleagues from other departments in the audience followed suit, and then sang "Gong Xi Fa Cai", "Happy New Year" and a series of joyous songs that are often heard when visiting supermarkets during the Spring Festival. Jiang Heng sang along a little while there was no microphone After a few words, Wu Zheng next to him sounded like a ghost face.

At this time, the accompaniment of the last song "Good Luck Comes" stopped, and the melodious wind music sounded, and the prelude was slightly sentimental. The atmosphere was suddenly pulled back from the joyous Spring Festival eve to the summer afternoon, and Jiang Heng was stunned for a moment. , this song is a bit familiar to him, but he can't remember what it is.

He probably knew the track of the skewer before, but he didn't remember this song.

Wu Zheng picked up the microphone and sang: "The day I knew you were leaving, we didn't say a word..."

Then all the colleagues sang together, this song is called "Best voyage to you".

The audience seemed to have fallen into silence, or maybe Jiang Heng didn't pay attention to other people's reactions at all. He was listening to the song with all his attention.

When other colleagues sang the phrase "deeply bless you, my dearest friend, I wish you a smooth journey", Jiang Heng originally thought that he would cry or something, but when he heard the lyrics, he felt a little A trance-like beauty.

Jiang Heng remembered that when he first walked into the publicity office three years ago, it was at the turn of spring and summer, the sun was shining brightly, there was a corridor between the publicity office and the cafeteria, countless wisterias were hanging down from the white stone, and the petals looked like scenes from anime The same bright light.

He remembers meeting his colleagues for the first time, and he was very nervous at that time, because he was a "airborne", a very young airborne with no qualifications, and he was even ready to be excluded.

But when I walked into the big office and said hello to my colleagues, someone among a dozen unfamiliar faces said "wow" and said "so handsome".

The colleagues who were a little nervous were all amused at once, and even Jiang Heng's own tense heartstrings relaxed following these words.

Jiang Heng followed the voice a little curiously, it was a boy who looked very young, and no one would find it strange that he was a college student. He smiled at Jiang Heng, his eyes were crooked when he smiled, and people couldn't help it Want to laugh with him.The young man said, "Hi Director Jiang, I'm Wu Zheng, the director of the design department."

Then one of the crowd laughed the happiest, and the lively and outgoing sister gave Jiang Heng a box of cookies. She said that she was the supervisor of the customer department, and her name was Su Jin.

Another girl who looked gentle and quiet also greeted Jiang Heng with enthusiasm that did not match her appearance, saying that she was the head of the Propaganda Department, her name was Ding Ran, and she could be found if she needed to quarrel with someone in the future.

Then there were exhibitions where we fought side by side again and again, and team building activities where all members voted to participate. Once something went wrong with the project, Jiang Heng treated everyone to a hot pot at his own expense, but everyone secretly received red envelopes and returned all the money to him. Counting his share of money, they said, "If there is a problem with the project, it should be the director who suffers the most."

The cake by candlelight in the big office that night suddenly appeared in Jiang Heng's mind.

It has been three years, and each of them has added some traces of time on their faces, but their smiles are still as clear as when they first met. They have more and more memories, and they are inseparable like friends and family.

At that time, Jiang Heng regretted it for a moment. If he wanted to, I would not leave, and if I broke the contract, I would break the contract. I was reluctant to part with these partners.

But they rushed to persuade Jiang Heng to leave, you are a roc bird, the small world of the Ninth Courtyard is not enough for you to spread your wings, they said Director Jiang, come on, they jokingly told Jiang Heng, don’t be rich Forget each other.

……

A microphone was suddenly stuffed into Jiang Heng's hand.

He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. There was a good-natured smile from the audience, followed by applause like a tide.

Wu Zheng beside him held a microphone in his left hand, and handed a microphone to his mouth in his right hand. He sang the first half of the whole song along with the music, and now it was time for the chorus.

Jiang Heng resolutely turned off the microphone, and when the chorus sounded, in Wu Zheng's clear and gentle voice and the chorus of all the members, he sang along: "Friends walk together for a lifetime, those days are no longer..."