Sunny after rain

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On a typhoon day, everything becomes inconvenient, even a taxi cannot be called.

I was very lucky, and within 2 minutes of standing on the side of the road, I stopped the car.

After a few intersections in the car, when the driver stopped at a red light, a tall woman appeared in my sight. She was standing under the arcade on the side of the road, and she must have stopped the car, but her luck seemed to be worse than mine. , ran in and out several times, was still half wet holding an umbrella, but didn't stop a car.

"Mr. Driver, please stop by the lady in front." I didn't know where the inspiration came from, so I actually said that to the driver.

"Okay. Are you friends?"

"No, but if you drop by, let's go together! It's not easy to stop cars in this kind of weather." I said.

The driver pulled the car up to the woman.

"Mr. Driver, please..." She opened the door and got into the car only to find that I was already in the car.

I smiled at her.

"What... what's going on?" Her puzzled expression carried the displeasure of being teased.

"Where are you going?" I asked first.

I thought in my heart that this woman is so arrogant, she must not be messed with, if I knew it, I wouldn't be so troublesome.

She said where she was going.

"By the way, let's go together." I said, the driver nodded.

It just so happened that she was going to the same place as me.

"Thank you." The proud she actually thanked me.

I couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I shook my head.

"Do you always 'talk up' passers-by like this? It's dangerous, don't you know?" Her tone was not very good.

"Uh... I saw at the previous traffic light that you ran several times in the rain and there was no car, so I wanted to see if the place you and I were going to was on the way... After all, it was the same direction..."

"I see." She stopped me before I could finish.

After the drive, we were all silent, without saying a word, I reviewed my resume and my autobiography repeatedly, thinking about the questions that might be asked in the interview.

Looking at the data she took out of her briefcase, she looked like a strong woman in a high-level executive.

I peeked at her from time to time, guessing her possible origin; she looked intently at the paper in her hand, as if I didn't exist next to her.

The driver parked the car in front of the building, and when I was about to take the money out of the bag, she moved faster and gave the driver a five hundred piece.

"You don't need to look for it." After saying that, he grabbed the documents at hand and got out of the car.

I stared blankly at her back, thinking that this woman... is too rich, obviously only two hundred and twenty...

Then the next second, I found that my resume was gone!

I must have slid to the other side when I leaned in to get the money, and then... yes, she took it with me.

"Miss, what's wrong?" The driver asked suspiciously when he saw that I didn't get out of the car.

"Oh, it's nothing, brother driver, thank you." After I finished speaking, I got out of the car and searched around for a convenience store that would allow me to print another copy.

I think I should be thankful that I threw the flash drive into the bag before going out, otherwise now...

Half an hour later, I stood at the gate of Yushuo Enterprise, took a deep breath, and prepared for the interview.

I was taken to a room where there were about a dozen "competitors" who came to interview like me. The atmosphere in the room was dignified. Everyone must be thinking about how to grab this job from others.

Not long after, it was my turn. After I walked into the meeting room and sat down, I took a few deep breaths before looking up at the row of interviewers in front of me. I was surprised to find that the one sitting in the middle was the one who had just been in the same car as me. woman.

Not sure if this is a "recognition" occasion, I choose to pretend not to know each other.

The interview went smoothly, but the questions were asked by a few people next to her. She sat quietly, sometimes leaning back on the back of the chair, sometimes resting her hands on the table to support her chin, always using an unfriendly expression Looking at me in the eyes made me feel like I was being watched like prey.

I can't help but think, does she just watch every interviewer in silence without saying a word?What a strange person.

Until the end, when the girl sitting on her left asked her if she had any questions, she just shook her head, ending our first "official" meeting.

The next day, I received the admission notice, and just like that, I got the job—special assistant to the general manager of Yushuo Enterprise.

On the first day of work, I woke up early in case something unexpected happened to me and I was late for work on the first day.

When I arrived at the company and went through the entry procedures, the assistant who was about to leave handed over everything to me one by one, and told me that being a special assistant to the general manager was not an easy task, and I had to be mentally prepared.

At the end of the day, I didn't see who my "boss" was until the end of the day...

"Come on, there is one last thing to hand over..." I was taken to the parking lot in the basement.

"This is the car assigned by the company to Mr. Fang. We are special assistants and drivers, and we are responsible for picking Mr. Fang to and from work every day... So I said, this is not an easy job. You basically have to follow Mr. Fang's schedule. ...Sometimes it is really tiring...but for the sake of the good salary, just bear with it!" She patted me on the shoulder.

"Ah, then..."

"I know what you're going to ask. I also asked when I first arrived at the job. The car is under your control. You can pay for the refueling, car wash and maintenance. As long as Mr. Fang is on hand, other...you can say It’s earning a good car. Let’s treat it as a reward for working hard!” She handed the keys to me.

I nodded to show I got it.

"Now, your first job is here. Boss Fang is on vacation today. It's actually convenient for the two of us to hand over, but she wants to find you for dinner tonight... Don't be nervous, it's the same on my first day here, so you just treat it like that. It's a rule! I'll take you on the way to Mr. Fang's house first, and then I'll leave the rest to you!"

We went upstairs together and sorted out our respective things. After she once again told me the details that should be paid attention to in the work, we clocked in and left the company together.

"Okay, here it is, Fang will always show up on time! Just wait a moment! Come on!" After finishing speaking, she got off the bus handsomely holding her own things, waved to me, and walked to the bus stop.

Looking at her back, I can't help but worry about my future.

The eight words "as you pass on as you go" and "do as a cow or a horse" are very scary.

Not long after, "Boss Fang" got into the car. It turned out to be the woman who was in the car with me during the typhoon.

But I still don't know if I should recognize her...

Maybe she doesn't remember that day at all, then...

I decided that if she didn't take the initiative to ask, forget about it!

"Meng Qing...is that so?" she said.

"Yes, Mr. Fang." I replied.

She nodded, told me where to go, and the car moved to the destination she indicated.

At the dinner table, she gave a general description of my job content. Although I already knew it when I handed it over in the morning, I still listened quietly and silently wrote down some things that the previous assistant had missed.

Well, this job is indeed not easy.

She works fast, demands perfection, and is a strict boss; but she is not unreasonable, on the contrary, I think she is actually quite nice, but... well, there is a distance, and even caring makes people feel indifferent good man!

During the drive to send her home after dinner, she took the initiative to ask about taking a taxi together on the day of the typhoon.

"I didn't expect Mr. Fang to remember."

"This kind of thing is really impressive."

I laughed, indeed, few people would be so "kind".

"But that day, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, Mr. Fang, why didn't he have a car that day?"

"It just happened to be sent for maintenance, and the car will come back in the afternoon. I didn't plan to go to the interview, but the president called me temporarily and insisted that I must go, so it is what you see." She said helplessly.

I nodded, not knowing what to answer.

"Since you remember, why did you pretend you didn't know him during the interview?"

"First, because I don't know if Mr. Fang wants to "recognize" me. If you don't want to, wouldn't it be embarrassing? Second, it shouldn't be suitable for that occasion...I don't like being gossiped about." I answered honestly .

When I saw in the mirror, she nodded in satisfaction. This should be her affirmation, right?

"I forgot to tell you something. From now on, you are not allowed to hitchhike on the side of the road. It is very dangerous." I sent her home, and she got out of the car after saying this.

It seems that this is her way of expressing concern!

I ended my first day at work without incident.

It took me nearly two months to fully get used to the job.

When she was working, Mr. Fang was a strong woman. Everyone in the company said that she worked harder than men.

She often said that compared with the previous assistants who "don't make big mistakes, but keep making small mistakes", what makes me special is... If I make a contract, it's not a small matter.

"But there's nothing wrong with it. It trains your resilience. Also, you'll be more careful not to commit a second offense."

This is indeed the case.

The first big mistake I made at work: Missing a presentation in a meeting.

To be precise, it is not a missing tape, but an "unfinished" version.

And only found out 5 minutes before the meeting.

"I'll give you 15 minutes to deal with it, and I'll postpone the meeting by 10 minutes."

Mr. Fang's meaning is very clear, I only have 15 minutes to make up for it.

I didn't have time to think about how this error could have happened, so I immediately opened the file and started trying to make it as good as possible.

I should be thankful that my memory has always been a strong point that I can talk about.

But 15 minutes is not enough after all, I only completed [-]% of the presentation.

"It's time, let's go." In the company, her words are the imperial decree, and there is no room for discussion or change.

I can only bite the bullet and hand over the files to her.

"President Fang, I'm sorry..."

"Let's talk after the meeting." She interrupted me, took the flash drive and went straight into the meeting room.

During the whole meeting, I was fidgeting and watched her report to the supervisors of various departments of the company with my briefing, which was only [-]% complete. When a supervisor questioned that the briefing seemed incomplete, she responded without changing her face. One sentence makes the other party shut up obediently.

"The briefing is just an aid, and it is enough to focus on the key points. The details should be mastered by each department. If everything has to be posted, how much time will we spend in meetings?"

No one answered, and no one dared to answer.

Although I knew that General Manager Fang was strong and strict at work, I was silently shocked for a long time when I saw her speak so directly and mercilessly in a meeting for the first time.

Maybe she could "complain" when she got the chance, she didn't pause for too long and said again: "The data in everyone's hands should be read and understood in detail before the meeting. I always think that the efficiency of company meetings has been greatly improved. Space, the meeting should be a proposal discussion, not a time for everyone to get to know each other, I hope that the heads of all departments can set an example, start from the inter-departmental meeting to make corrections, improve the overall operational efficiency of the company, and avoid wasting employees' time, thank you." Finished , she glanced at all the supervisors present, although some people showed dissatisfied expressions, but because she was the "general manager", they could only nod.

With such an aura of "lord over the world", even the directors present were speechless and unable to intervene.

The only one with a slight smile on his face was Mr. Fang's husband, the president of the company.

It was obvious that he was very proud of his wife.

After lecturing those supervisors, she continued to report as if nothing happened just now.

However, just as Mr. Fang "cursed", this meeting, where no one had done their homework beforehand, took more than two hours to end.

It was already lunch break at the end, she simply told me to pack up my things and take them back to the office, and then left with the president and directors.

"Wait for me in my office after dinner." Before leaving, she left this sentence that made me uneasy.

"Xiao Qing'er, are you okay? Why is your face so ugly?" Just stepped into the office, my good colleague Xiao Ling noticed something was wrong with me.

I briefly told her what happened this morning.

"Oh my god, you really have a big deal...you were summoned by Fang Meiniang alone, tsk tsk...you take care."

"Fang Mei Niang" is their general address for each other.

That's right, when it comes to work, she does compete with the Meiniang who dominates the world in TV dramas.

"Wish me luck! I'm not even in the mood for lunch." I said weakly.

But the loyal Xiaoling still dragged me to dinner.

"Only by filling your stomach will you be able to face your next serious challenge."

I would really be dumbfounded by her.

In the afternoon, I "stand" in Mr. Fang's office waiting on pins and needles.

Thinking about my possible ending.

I'm not an optimistic person. I always think the worst about the outcome of everything. If it really happens, that's what it is at most.

And now, the worst situation would be getting fired!

Alas, the first job in my life, it won't be just two short months...

"Sorry, I'm late." President Fang's voice pulled me out of my own world.

"Boss Fang." I nodded to her.

"Sit down, I just want you to wait for me, and I don't ask you to stand." She pointed to the chair in front of the table.

I obediently sat on the chair, my heart was beating so fast, I was even more nervous than during the interview.

"Meng Qing, how old are you this year?" She asked, but it was a question that I couldn't figure out.

"Me? I'm 25 this year." I said honestly.

She nodded and didn't say much.

"What happened today, I don't want it to happen again." When she spoke again, her tone was stern.

"Yes, I understand."

"You have nothing to say?" She seemed a little surprised.

I shook my head, what else can I say if I did something wrong?

"No explanation? The computer is broken? Too late? Or what?" She seemed incredulous.

I still shook my head.

"You're very special, and I'm sure I saw the right person." She leaned back in her chair and looked at me with her hands crossed on her chest.

I was sitting in front of her, trying to maintain my superficial calm and hide my inner panic.

What did she mean?

As if seeing through my doubts at a glance, she smiled and said, "Although something went wrong in today's briefing, in the end I still want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to train those people well and become a supervisor. Do you feel that you can just dawdle easily? There is no such thing. With the supervisor’s salary, you should do what the supervisor should do and take on your own responsibilities. If you feel tired, just go back and be a small employee.”

It could be felt that she had been upset with those supervisors for a long time.

I waited quietly for her to continue.

"The above are my complaints, just listen to it. Although you made a mistake today, I appreciate your crisis management and resilience. Under the tight time pressure, you can do that to that extent, at your age As far as I'm concerned, it's the best," she said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang."

"You know why I chose you?" she asked.

I shook my head.

Seeing my reaction, she was still smiling.

Just smiling, sitting across from me, looking at me.

I suddenly understood, so I asked, "Could Mr. Fang tell me?" I said.

"Know that I'm waiting for you to ask?"

I nodded.

"Meng Qing, you have many special qualities, many of which I rarely see in young people with your education..."

When she said this, she paused, as if to check my reaction.

I still listened quietly, without changing my face.

"And what really makes you stand out is that you faced my "gaze" for nearly half an hour, but turned a blind eye from the beginning to the end, continuing your interview as if I didn't exist."

I nodded, but still didn't understand what the point was.

Maybe because I didn’t ask any more questions, she continued: “Being stared at all the time is also a source of stress. For some people, it can even feel oppressive or threatening. I just want to test everyone response in this situation."

I showed a surprised expression.

Knowing that I understood, she smiled and took out a book from her bag and handed it to me.

"Next Friday, I will go to Taichung for a meeting. Before Tuesday, I will familiarize myself with the data in it, highlight the key data, and report to me on Wednesday."

"Okay, Mr. Fang."

"Also, let's go down one day in advance and book the high-speed train after work on Thursday at about [-] o'clock. Remember to make reservations for the car and room when you arrive. This is what you should do on business trips in the future. Please write it down." She quickly explained to me .

"I see." I said.

"Then go get busy! I'll pass on tomorrow's schedule to you later." She turned on the computer, and I seemed to be an air that didn't exist.

I stand up and go back to my desk.

"Meng Qing," she suddenly stopped me when I reached the door, "I am very optimistic about you, don't let me down." She said.

I didn't know how to respond to such a sudden affirmation.

"At times like this, just say 'thank you, I will try my best'." She saw through my embarrassment and told me with a smile.

"Thank you Mr. Fang, I will try my best." I said with a forced smile.

Unexpectedly, she was amused by my clumsy appearance.

And I could only stand by the door in a daze, the way she laughed was so pretty.

"It's okay, let's go back." After she finished laughing, she waved to me.

I returned to my seat, thinking of her smile just now, the corners of my mouth relaxed unconsciously.

She smiled and was really pretty.

That was probably the first time I fell in love with her!