Why was he a little upset? After working for a while, he was absent-minded. He kept thinking that Song Juhan had just left. I'm afraid he would ignore him for a long time, and he was someone who would not resolve disputes. Do not know what to do. He once tried to make up after Song Juhan was angry, which made Song Juhan even more angry.

After thinking about it, let's go to the company. He planned to give himself a day off because he was so tired yesterday, but now he needs to work to distract himself.

Before going out, he suddenly found a mobile phone on the sofa, and when he walked over, he saw that it really belonged to Song Juhan. Song Juhan doesn't care about most things and often gets lost.

He sent a text message to Komatsu: Komatsu, Ju Han's cell phone is with me - why.

Then he put on his phone and went out.

When he arrived at the company, assistant Chen Shan was surprised to see him: "Mr. He, aren't you feeling uncomfortable today?"

"Don't worry about something."

"Mr. He, you look so handsome today." Chen Shan looked him up and down and complimented: "I think your taste is getting better and better."

He Gu took a look at his clothes. It was the clothes that Song Juhan had given him by his sponsor last time. The pants were too long and he couldn't wear them, and the top still fit. Taste is something that is built with money.

"He has a good figure and looks handsome. What doesn't look good in what you wear is just too high-minded. My niece graduated from Oxford, so she doesn't like him." The executive director is a middle-aged eldest sister with a straightforward personality. She is one of the few people in the company who dare to joke about why.

He Ge pretended not to hear: "Let's all go to work." After that, he went to communicate with his subordinates about the progress of the project.

As soon as he graduated, he joined this well-known large state-owned enterprise. After six years of hard work, he became a middle-level leader. He knew that his career would almost stop here, because he was not good at communication and words, and could not manage, only Do your own profession. He is satisfied with the current position and income, but the workload is heavy.

After reading the project report of his subordinates, he picked a bunch of faults, probably because he was in a bad mood, and his tone was particularly severe.

It happened that Chen Shan came in at this time: "President He, President Gu is looking for you."

"President Gu?"

"Well, it's in the office. I'll let you go when you're free."

The subordinate breathed a sigh of relief.

"Got it." He Gu explained a few words and left the office.

The "President Gu" Chen Shan was referring to was Gu Qing Pei. He was a high-level executive of their company. He started production, and later he was in charge of personnel. Now he was in charge of bidding and procurement. He was only three or four years older than him. , which is unmatched. GuQingPei is the number one man in the company, his ability, knowledge and eloquence are only one aspect, the main thing is that he is too handsome.

He Gu and GuQingPei usually have a lot of business contacts, and President Gu takes care of him, and they have a good relationship.

Taking the elevator upstairs, He Gu walked through the long corridor and knocked on the imposing solid wood door in front of him.

The ninth floor and above are all executive offices. It was just renovated a few years ago, and the decoration alone cost more than 2 million. It would be hypocritical to say that I don’t envy it at all, but why do I know that I will never move into such an office.

"Please come in." A steady and magnetic voice came from the office.

Why did you push the door in.

In the spacious and luxurious director's office, a tall man in a white shirt was standing in front of the desk, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand writing.

"President Gu."

"He Gong, you are here." Gu Qing Pei raised his head and smiled at He Gu. He was in his early thirties, with an impeccably handsome face, with narrow cheeks, a pointed chin, two thick eyebrows that flew upward, and a pair of long and narrow eyes that always had an incomprehensible depth. Gold-rimmed glasses, her hair was meticulously pulled back, and the neckline of her white shirt was as sharp as a knife, exuding a finely crafted elite style all over her body. He raised his chin: "sit."

Why did you sit down on the sofa.

GuQingPei dipped in ink and continued to write something on the rice paper, while saying, "I've been practicing calligraphy recently. When I write, my mind will be very calm, which is helpful for thinking and decompression. You can try it when you have time."

"it is good."

GuQingPei put down his pen, gently put the small leaf red sandalwood paperweight aside, picked up the paper, faced He Gu, and said with a smile, "How is it?"

Two lines of words were written on the paper: Riding the long wind and breaking the waves, Ling Qingyun screaming nine heaven songs.

The word is vigorous and free, like a dragon swept away by the flow of water.

He Gu was taken aback, it seemed that the rumor that Gu Qing Pei was going to quit his job was true, he could probably guess the purpose of Gu Qing Pei calling him here. He nodded: "Mr. Gu, your handwriting is very good."

GuQingPei chuckled: "If others praise me like that, I'll sound like flattery, but when you say it out of your mouth, no matter how you listen to it, it sounds like you're sincere."

He Gu said: "It's really good."

GuQingPei rolled up the words and put them in the silk bucket, walked over, the tailor-made suit perfectly complemented his slender and tall figure.

Why did he stand up.

GuQingPei said: "Sit, sit." Then he sat next to him and handed him the words: "To you."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." He Gu politely accepted it.

GuQingPei looked at He Gu: "Have you not had a good rest recently? It looks quite tiring."

"Well, there are projects under pressure."

"Money belongs to the company, and your body belongs to you. You have to find a balance between these. People's energy is limited, so don't force yourself too hard."

"it is good."

GuQingPei picked up the purple sand teapot and poured tea for He Gu.

He Gu hurriedly said, "President Gu, I'll come."

GuQingPei smiled and said, "You're welcome." He poured two cups of tea: "Try it."

He Gu took a sip, but couldn't taste it, so he could only say, "Good tea."

GuQingPei smiled: "Why, you are really interesting."

He Ge didn't know what GuQingPei meant by being interesting, but he knew that it was wrong to ask the leader to pour the tea. After so many years, he still often exposed a lot of human inadequacies in details.

"Don't be nervous, let's chat casually."

"Oh."

"He Gong, how many years have you been in the company?"

"Six years."

"It's also an old employee. I remember that when I was still in charge of personnel in the past two years, I gave you an evaluation every year. How about I give you an evaluation today? Let's talk about your views on the current situation, position, work intensity, Salary, environment, anything."

He Ge hesitantly nodded.

GuQingPei asked about his latest project, and he was testing whether he was satisfied with the position, workload and salary.

The two chatted for about ten minutes before GuQingPei got to the point: "You have probably heard that I am in the process of handing over the job, and I will be leaving the office next month."

He Gu nodded: "I heard that, where is Mr. Gu going for a high school?"

"A friend's company mainly deals in real estate." GuQingPei leaned on the sofa and looked around: "I've only used this new office for half a year, so I'm really reluctant."

"You have been working here for ten years. You must have made a great decision for such a big change."

"Yeah, that friend of mine poached me two years ago. I evaluated it for more than two years. In fact, I have no dissatisfaction with our unit. The leaders are highly valued and the subordinates are competent. It's a big responsibility, and after sitting in my position, work is very leisurely, and most of the time is bragging and drinking, but..." GuQingPei smiled: "It is because of this that I feel that I have no passion for living my life. , I'm still young, I still like a challenging life, and I'm here to stay and join the board is the end of it, but I think I'm much more than that."

He Gu has always admired GuQingPei, GuQingPei is not only a beautiful appearance and a three-inch tongue, he has a resolute and decisive leadership style, and also has an easy-going, amiable and gentle gentleman's temperament, and is more rigorous, professional, and irresistible. Picky academic precipitation, and GuQingPei, like him, is also an engineer, but the development of the two is completely different.

When he was a few years younger, he also had the idea of ​​climbing up in the past, and also wanted to try to communicate and develop relationships. Because after leaving the campus and entering the society, he realized that the gap between himself and Song Juhan was a gulf. He used to naively thought that he could shorten the distance through hard work, but every time he started, he was tired and afraid. . GuQingPei is like a mirror, as long as he looks at it, he will get rid of those tiring thoughts and work on projects with peace of mind. As he grows older, he will know more clearly what he can and cannot do, such as that The gap between Dao and Dao is something that he has never been able to fill all his life.

He Gu suddenly realized that he was in a daze, and immediately came back to his senses, just in time to meet GuQingPei's half-smiling eyes, he nodded awkwardly: "President Gu's ability can indeed have more room for display."

GuQingPei laughed twice: "Why, I didn't tell anyone in the company these words, I've always seen people very accurately, we both have similar experiences, every time I see you, I feel like I've seen the past. Myself, it's just that we have different personalities, and you are more stable."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." He Gu thought to himself, he was really good at speaking, and he said not seeking to improve as "stable", every time he finished talking to Gu Qing Pei, he could learn a thing or two.

GuQingPei said with a smile: "Okay, I know you are busy with work, so I won't go around the corner. You are always smart, you should be able to guess what I want to say. How about you, would you like to come with me?"

He Ge had guessed it for a long time. He originally wanted to refuse, but his brain just swelled up. Thinking of the tiredness and staying up late for a long time these days, he suddenly changed his mind. Why don't you listen to what GuQingPei has to say and give yourself one more choice. So he asked carefully about the situation.

GuQingPei briefly described the situation of the company he was about to leave, and gave He Ge a good prospect. But after listening to He Ge, he found that it did not meet his expectations. Although his annual salary was much higher, he would only be more tiring and stressful than he is now to lead a project independently. Moreover, private enterprises are no better than state-owned enterprises. . Of course, it's not easy for him to refuse directly, he just said that he needs time to think about it.

GuQingPei naturally understood that he had a lot of concerns, so he chatted about something else and said that he would be invited to dinner another day.

When he came out of GuQingPei's office and took the elevator downstairs, the phone rang suddenly, because the sound was a bit unfamiliar, he didn't react at once, but he was the only one in the elevator, he immediately realized that it was Song Juhan's phone.

He quickly answered the phone: "Hello, Komatsu."

"Why, you brought my cell phone." Song Juhan's lazy voice rang on the phone.

"Okay, address."

Song Juhan didn't speak anymore, why did he say "hello" twice, only to realize that the signal in the elevator was too poor and the line was disconnected, so he dialed again after getting out of the elevator.

As soon as the call was connected, Song Juhan said angrily, "How dare you hang up my phone!"

He Gu said indifferently: "I was in the elevator just now, and the signal was not good."

Song Juhan took a deep breath, and after a murmur, the voice changed to Xiaosong's: "Brother He Gu, we are in Dasheng Studios, I'm sorry, I really can't leave today, when can you deliver it?"

"It's okay, I'll let the assistant send it over now."

"Okay, when your assistant arrives, call me first, and I'll give her a work card..."

"Let him do it himself! Are you kidding me to give my cell phone to some unfamiliar assistant!" Song Juhan's angry voice came from afar on the other end of the phone.

Komatsu smiled bitterly: "He Gu Ge..."

"Well, I'll go over there." Hanging up the phone, He Gu shook his head helplessly. Dasheng Cinema is on the North Sixth Ring Road, and he rushed across the entire capital. He just hoped that there would be no traffic jams at this point.

After explaining a few words to his subordinates, why did he take his mobile phone and left, thinking about Song Juhan's claws and claws, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Song Juhan is so elegant and unrestrained in front of the media, but he is so arrogant in private. He has known Song Juhan for so many years, and Song Juhan has only changed four of his assistants. The clever and good-tempered Komatsu is the one who persists the longest.

Of course, no one lasted as long as him. In every sense, he was more tolerant than Song Juhan's parents.

In fact, it is not difficult to get along with Song Juhan. After all, Song Juhan doesn't eat people, as long as he tries his best to follow his heart.

Others can't do it, just because they are not afraid of losing him.