Du Siqiu, who originally thought that her business trip was basically completed successfully, only realized that the real trouble had just arrived when she returned to Shenzhen with everyone.
When she was preparing to hand in the Xiamen location materials, she suddenly discovered that the series of photos she had taken, whether they were in the camera or backed up on a USB flash drive, had disappeared without a trace.
Du Siqiu didn't realize what was going on, so she had no choice but to tell Xue Yan the truth immediately. Xue Yan was almost driven crazy by her, and she was so surprised that she knocked over the tea on the desk.
What followed was a stern reprimand: "Du Siqiu! You said you, how do you want me to say hello to you? How long have you been here? How come your carelessness has not changed at all. Cloudy day! Cloudy day
The publication is about to be published, how do you want me to fix this loophole for you?!" The reproachful voice could almost resound throughout the entire studio, and the emotion mixed with it was particularly embarrassing.
Du Siqiu remembers clearly that even during the internship when she didn't understand anything, Xue Yan never scolded her so harshly even if she did a terrible job. Honestly speaking, as a boss, Xue Yan never treated her badly.
Perhaps it was because her personality was so similar to that of Xue when she was young that Xue was extremely tolerant of her.
Because of this, Du Siqiu felt more and more frustrated. Why was she so confused and why did she not confirm the work again and again after the work was completed? She did feel a little ashamed of Xue Yan.
After Xue Yan finished scolding, he finally tried to calm down and called Chen Jun. Jian Yin briefly explained the problem to him. The matter was finally resolved.
Du Siqiu stood opposite the desk with his hands folded, looking puzzled: "President? How can he help me solve this problem?"
"He happens to be on vacation in Xiamen right now, so I can only ask him to take a new set of landscape pictures and send them back." However, even with a mobile phone with excellent pixels, the results taken by a mobile phone are not as good as that of a professional photography machine.
All said and done, the problem was barely solved.
"Don't be too happy too early." Xue Yan said angrily: "President Chen went to Xiamen for vacation. For no reason, he had to make up for your little employee's work mistakes. Do you think it would be so easy for him?
Let you get away with it?"
Xue Yan's tone was quite stern, and Du Siqiu knew that she meant it as a kind reminder. She was right. How was Chen Jun going to settle the score with her when he came back?
Why did this mistake happen? Because of this "unjust case", Du Siqiu worked absent-mindedly all day long, and there was always a sense of grievance lingering in her heart. During lunch time, she finally couldn't resist the depression in her heart.
Emotionally, I called He Youdong and planned to complain to him. No one answered the first two times, but someone finally answered the third time. It was a young woman's voice. It sounded very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I heard it.
Been there.
The young woman said: "Youdong is still having a meeting in the conference room. If you need anything, please call me later."
"Oh, I know." Du Siqiu responded calmly, still wondering who this was and how he was so familiar.
But the other party suddenly recognized her voice, with an unpredictable temptation: "Are you... Du Siqiu?"
"I am. Who are you?"
"I'm Huang Ying." She said softly, with a faint smile.
I don't know if it was out of misunderstanding, but Du Siqiu actually heard a provocative meaning in this laughter that was as light as the breeze. She thought to herself that women's overly sensitive jealousy is really terrible.
Next, there were another few hours of restlessness, thinking about the business trip to Xiamen, and wondering why Huang Ying suddenly became He Youdong's colleague, but He Youdong didn't say a word about it.
Finally getting off work in the afternoon, she couldn't help but call He Youdong again. This time he answered quickly, but before she could say anything, he said: "Xiaoqiu, I'm not done with what I'm doing.
If you have anything to say, we’ll talk about it tonight. Let’s do this for now. Goodbye.”
Du Siqiu was furious. He was busy and busy with work. How long had they been together, and they had left her alone so quickly?
She returned home, looked at the empty living room alone, and went into the kitchen to cook tomatoes and egg noodles. The room was completely silent. She suddenly missed Feng Xue very much. Feng Xue, Feng Xue, are you okay? When can you come back?
Hou He Youdong called me when I was about to go to bed at night.
"what?"
"You have such an attitude that the first thing I did when I walked in was call you." He Youdong said dissatisfied.
"Say something quickly, I'm going to sleep."
It could be heard that she was a little upset, so He Youdong stopped teasing her, "Why, are you angry with me?"
"No." After Du Siqiu said this, he couldn't help but smile secretly. It was so pretentious.
"Okay, my eldest lady, please let me go. I have really sold myself to the company recently."
Du Siqiu immediately relented: "You are really crazy about work. You haven't eaten at noon or taken a shower."
"That's right. I just came in and ate tonight. Do you have anything to say to me?"
"It's okay, I just...miss you." Yes, it turned out that I didn't want to complain to him, I just missed him suddenly.
He Youdong was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he said, "Why don't you move in with me?"
Du Siqiu's ears felt hot.
He Youdong burst out laughing: "Okay, I'm just teasing you."
In fact, what she didn't have time to say was: OK.
On the morning of the third day, Du Siqiu met Chen Jun downstairs in the company. Chen Jun didn't say much about the loss of the photo for no reason. He only told Xue Yan to figure it out and convince his colleagues who were waiting to see the show.
Even so, Xue Yan did not make things difficult for her. He just turned around and asked her to hand in a self-criticism and nothing more happened. Du Siqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Xue Yan from the bottom of his heart.
Unexpectedly, Xue Yan didn't appreciate it, rolled his eyes and said: "Don't stare at me with such grateful eyes. Go and thank President Chen. He said it himself. How can I not give him face?" The subtext is: If Chen Jun didn't give it to you,
If you beg for mercy, then just wait for your bonus to be deducted!
"Good morning, President!" Du Siqiu hurriedly forced out a smile.
"Good morning. Editor Xue didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Chen Jun smiled gently, his eyes seemed to be filled with the warm spring breeze.
"She didn't make things difficult for me. Thank you for being accommodating. I was indeed too careless."
"Since we are all friends, let's stop saying polite words. But what I don't understand is that you look confused, but you are not careless enough to make fun of your work. I didn't think you would be like this."
Hearing this, Du Siqiu was speechless for a long time. This reminded her that the Yin Yin photos were stored in the computer. In addition, there was also a USB disk backup. How could it be possible that all of them were missing by such a coincidence?
Could it be that someone deliberately framed her?
Although she is a bit mean-spirited, it is true that she only suspects one person at the moment, Xiao Song. Among the three people traveling with her, only Xiao Song has a grudge against her, and that was the only one who had a grudge against her male colleagues that day.
The material was so picky that the day Du Siqiu took the initiative to go out with them created an opportunity for her to open her computer privately and delete her USB disk files.
All the reasoning is flawless.
However, it is just a shocking guess with no evidence, so what right do you have to doubt another person casually? It is absurd and boring.
Du Siqiu suddenly hoped that these speculations were really just her insecurities. If she had wronged Xiao Song, she would be better off.
One evening, Du Siqiu's father suddenly called. Du Siqiu was surprised when he heard his voice, even though it was in a casual tone. On weekdays, unless there was something urgent, the father and daughter rarely communicated by phone.
Father Du casually asked her about her work situation, and she answered absentmindedly. She always had a vague feeling that her father had something important to say to her, but it seemed that he could not express it.
After countless detours, he finally mentioned He Youdong and asked if they were still dating. In my mind, He Youdong and her father had not met each other a few times, and it was the first time Youdong visited Du's house.
At that time, my father was still on duty in the hospital and did not come back. Later, it seemed that he did not have much in-depth conversation, so Du’s father did not pay much attention to Youdong, the future son-in-law, or it can be said that he rarely cared about their relationship development.
.Now that it is brought up, Du Siqiu is a little overwhelmed.
"Do you and Xiao He have any plans to get married?"
"Hmm...not necessarily." She said this, of course out of shyness.
But Dad Du took it seriously as if he didn't understand, "That's good, Xiaoqiu, what Dad wants to say is... marriage is a major matter that should be carefully considered."
"Dad, what do you mean by that?"
He pondered for a moment and finally told the reason: "Xiao He's father has been in prison. Did you know...Dad hopes that you...will marry a boy from a clean family in the future."
"Who did you hear this from?"
"Xiao He said it himself. That time he was injured in the leg and was hospitalized. I saw him in the hospital and asked about his parents, and he told me himself."
Du Siqiu had a bad premonition and suddenly became a little anxious: "Then what can you say about the evil? Why can't you be clear about it?"
"You are still young and don't know that marriage is not a matter of two people, but a matter of two families. Dad really does it for your best." He said sincerely.
But Du Siqiu couldn't listen at all, and blurted out unpleasant words: "It's for my own good again, for my own good! Dad, when have you ever listened to my opinion when you are doing good for me? Just like you lecture your uncle's son all day long,
It's for his own good, is he willing to accept your favor? He's not willing!"
With a bang, Du Siqiu hung up the phone. Tears flowed down her fair face. The words she and her father had held in their hearts for many years were finally spoken out, but they were still too uncomfortable to control themselves.
It turns out that this thorn is still difficult to remove after all. It just sticks into the flesh, getting deeper and deeper. If it is touched accidentally, it will cause an unbearable dull pain.