After Yang Yi and Wen Qianyi were trapped in the elevator, it didn't take long for them to be rescued by the staff who managed the elevator, although the process was not thrilling.

But quietly planted a trace of fetters in the hearts of girls and boys who originally belonged to the two worlds, waiting to break the ground, to sprout, to grow, but I don't know if this bond will be like the wallpaper picture, the last flower withered and withered, and there is no life at all? Like that lonely shadow facing the sea, sighing silently.

Fortunately, Yang Yi and Wen Qianyi did not spend too much time when they were trapped in the elevator, Yang Yi looked at his mobile phone, it was now half past seven, and there were still thirty minutes before the start time.

Since Yang Yi is going to work for the first time today, the company has not yet allocated an office location, and Yang Yi can only sit in the company's living room at this time and wait for the other personnel of the company to assign him an office location and the specific content of the work.

"May I ask if you are Mr. Yang Yi?" a man in his thirties with glasses walked up to Yang Yi and asked with a smile on his face, looking gentle and elegant, with a warm smile on his face.

Yang Yi immediately stood up, responded to the other party with a smile, and said, "Hello, I am Yang Yi." ”

"I am the director of the project department, named Xiao Jing, today the personnel department informed me that there will be a new person to report, let me arrange it. Xiao Jing patted Yang Yi's shoulder and said.

After Xiao Jing finished speaking, Yang Yi understood that he was divided into the project department, and Xiao Jing in front of him was his supervisor, that is, the person in charge of Yang Yi's work in the future.

"Hello Director Xiao, I'm sorry for your trouble. Yang Yi responded politely.

"It's not troublesome, everyone will be colleagues in the future, so there's no need to be so polite. ”

"I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the working environment first, assign an office location, and wait until everyone is here, and then introduce you to everyone, and everyone will get acquainted with each other. Xiao Jing continued.

Yang Yi nodded after listening to Xiao Jing's words.

So Yang Yi followed Xiao Jing, went to the project department, and sat in front of his own office desktop under Xiao Jing's arrangement.

Yang Yi reached out and touched the office desktop, his fingertips were not stained with a grain of dust, it looked very smooth, and Yang Yi, who was sitting alone, was slightly empty of the desk, and for a while he was full of emotion, and his thoughts were like a tide, and he muttered to himself: "I haven't escaped after all, and I have to take this step in the end." ”

Yang Yi's words are a little difficult to understand, maybe he uses words that he can understand, and softly appeals to himself for his own story.

The rain in Shanghai is coming, the raindrops are floating leisurely in the morning when the sky is clear, Yang Yi sat down and had nothing to do, so he came to the window, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, lightning and thunder, and pedestrians on the street were looking for shelter.

Sometimes the rain is not only smellable, amiable, but also audible, listening to the cold rain. Listening to the rain, as long as it is not a shocking typhoon and rain, it is a kind of flexible beauty in hearing, but whether it is a raindrop sycamore, or a shower hitting the lotus leaf, it always sounds a little desolate, desolate, and sad.

"Yang Yi, the meeting is over. Xiao Jing's voice came from not far away, instantly interrupting Yang Yi's thoughts in the rain.

"Okay, Director, I'll be right here. Hearing Xiao Jing's words, Yang Yi immediately set off and followed Xiao Jing.

To Yang's surprise, he originally thought it was just a small meeting of their project department, and the people from all departments who knew the whole company walked towards the conference room.

Yang Yi sat down next to Xiao Jing, and Xiao Jing said to Yang Yi: "I am also going to introduce you to you, but I suddenly received a notice from above that today's regular meeting was changed to a company-wide meeting." ”

When Yang Yi heard Xiao Jing's words, he thought about it, and muttered to himself in his heart: "Could it be the meeting held by Wen Qianyi because of the elevator accident this morning?"

After all, Wen Qianyi, as the general manager of this company, was "miraculously" trapped in the elevator on the way to work, and what is even more intolerable is that when Wen Qianyi was trapped in the elevator, the person on duty in the elevator monitoring room was completely unaware and even asleep.

"But it stands to reason that even so, it should only be Wen Qianyi who convened a meeting of the heads of various departments, and there is no need for a small role like Yang Yi to attend the meeting. This made Yang also a little puzzled.

As Yang Yi thought before, Wen Qianyi's figure appeared in the main seat of the conference room after a while, and her beautiful cheeks were as cold as frost, adding to her the momentum of a superior person, with the appearance of a domineering cold president.

The crowd that was still whispering in the original meeting was silent the moment Wen Qianyi arrived, only Wen Qianyi's Gao echoed in the empty conference room, feeling this scene, Yang Yi secretly smashed his tongue, it seems that Wen Qianyi's prestige in the company is not ordinarily high.

The meeting did not last long, and Wen Qianyi did not say much, Wen Qianyi reflected through the elevator accident that some of the people in charge of the company were lazy and irresponsible, and pointed out the company's current problems, and issued a warning at the end of the meeting: if she noticed that someone was slacking off her work, she would be fired directly without mercy.

The colleagues around her seem to have become accustomed to Wen Qianyi's resolute style, but Yang has also changed some of her views on Wen Qianyi.

Because if he could not be so conceited, not so unthinking, and not so familiar with turning a blind eye back then, maybe today is another ending for Yang Yi, but unfortunately time is difficult to go backwards, people do not look back, everything has already settled and cannot be changed.

After the meeting, Yang Yi also entered the work state under Xiao Jing's arrangement, and the work was not as difficult as Yang Yi imagined, perhaps because he was more proficient in computers, Yang Yi also seemed to be handy in doing things, and there was no sense of strangeness at all.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the rain in Shanghai had already stopped, and Yang Yi had also finished his first working day in his life, and the next thing was to look for Yao Feng and prepare to start another job today.

After Yang Yi got off work, he crowded onto the subway with the flow of people and dialed Yao Feng's phone.

"Hey, Brother Yang. After a while, Yao Feng's voice came from the other end of the phone, but Yao Feng's side was very noisy, and Yang couldn't hear it clearly.

"Are you busy? I'm off work now, and I'm on my way to your company now, are you free now?" Yang Yi said quickly.

"Okay, Brother Yang, you can just come over, if I don't arrive in a while, you will wait for me at the old place last time, I will finish delivering the takeaway order in my hand, and I will rush to the company." Yao Feng seemed to be busy, and replied to Yang Yi in a hurry.

After Yang Yi finished communicating with Yao Feng, he hung up the phone, because it was the rush hour after work, and the subway was crowded with people, even a trivial matter like making a phone call seemed extremely inconvenient at this moment.

Yang Yi's body swayed up and down with the rhythm of the car, undulating with the inertia of the crowd, a bit of a taste of drifting.

Sometimes, when fate comes one after another, when the flower of life begins to wither, people will also go with the flow, maybe real life is like this!

Often going with the flow is also a way of life, and people who go with the flow do not need to think about the east and west of life, north and south, and do not need to distinguish between right and wrong.

The prosperity of the world is just a phantom of displacement, and the life of a mortal is just a drift, those vows that have met will eventually be diluted by time, and going with the flow is a kind of helplessness? or is it an escape, or is it a kind of pain?