In the morning, when you were still asleep, you heard complaints in the dormitory again.

"I have to get up early to go to a meeting when I work the night shift, I don't want to get up, can you let me sleep until noon......" were all kinds of complaints.

Tranquility, who was also on the evening shift, looked at them, and then thought carefully about their conversation, she said suspiciously, "Are you going to a meeting?"

The colleague replied, "Didn't you receive the text message?"

She took out her mobile phone and only looked, the screen did display the leader's unread text messages, she clicked on it and looked, "eight and a half collective meeting room" a few big words flashed dazzlingly.

She sighed meaningfully, threw her phone down on the bed, and began to scramble to get dressed and washed.

In a hurry, I felt that everyone in the conference room had arrived, and to see that the leader's position was still empty, it was estimated that he had not yet arrived.

She bent over, lowered her head, found a place to sit in the back, put her hands on the table, and prepared to continue dreaming about Zhou Gong.

Hearing the door creak, she subconsciously looked up, only to see the leader holding a laptop in his hand, a meeting notebook, wearing a khaki windbreaker, and a white scarf around his neck into the conference room with a serious face.

Colleagues are whispering about the content of the meeting, and you ask me, I ask you about your guesses.

She is the only one who has nothing to do with herself.

There was a loud bang, the leader's heavy notebook, and the sound of falling on the table interrupted all the head-to-ear discussions.

She looked around at her well-behaved colleagues, and she pouted and looked at the leader sitting in front of her seriously.

The "Tranquility" leader suddenly called out her name, and she hurriedly replied "to" as if she was shocked.

The leader, who had originally lowered his head, looked up at her who was sitting casually, stared at him with wide eyes for almost a minute, and said to her: "I'm not naming you, where are you going." ”

"How do I know if you're named," she muttered as she looked down below.

"Sit down to the front," the leader patted the position closest to him.

Flattered, she didn't know what she meant by this, she sat in place, and didn't dare to move her feet.

Her eyes were still around, and her mind kept thinking about what she had done in the past few days, and it seemed that she had done nothing wrong.

"Hurry up," the leader began to speak again.

"I'll just sit here and hear you. "I silently thought in my heart, even your high-decibel voice can be heard outside the conference room.

"I want you to come up and see something," he said, turning on the computer in front of him with his right hand.

"Eh" Tranquility replied simply, dragging heavy footsteps to where he was.

He placed the open laptop in front of her, and the footage of the computer playing on the computer was a video of his colleague cleaning up the inventory of goods.

She suddenly reacted, turned her head and looked around, only to find that she didn't see any of her colleagues.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly realize what the content of today's meeting was in her mind.

She dragged her lower jaw with one hand, her eyes rolling around the long.

Just trying to escape the problem in front of her, she thought to herself that her colleague would not be fired for this.

She kept thinking that if she was expelled for me, she would be guilty.

"Why didn't you explain at the time," the leader asked, looking at her.

"You didn't give me a chance to explain, I wanted to explain, but it's been a few days now, and it's long gone. She came back with a look of indifference.

He said to all the employees below: "Work is a huge machine, employees are every part of the machine, only each part is condensed into a force, the machine can start normally, which is also a kind of work spirit or professional ethics that colleagues should follow"

He briefly recounted what had happened, and asked each employee to learn from it, do their job well, and protect their personality.

After the meeting, everyone was talking about it, but the tranquility of the party was unusually calm, and she was still cleaning and putting her own milk as usual.

Still smiling and communicating with every customer who asked forward.

There are very few really good and bad people in this world, and most of them are ordinary people.

Life goes with the flow, and at critical moments, it will show its fangs out of self-preservation, but it is precisely because of this that people feel scared.