It's April in City B again, the spring grass in the pond, and the day when the city is full of smoke and willows, which is also the most beautiful season in City B.

But my life, from that day on, became tortuous and no longer peaceful.

Early in the morning, I was still boiling porridge for my daughter, and Yao Qinglian's phone chased over: "Qingyang, come to the company." Damn, we've been tricked by those officials again. ”

I was shocked, told my mother-in-law to feed Nuan Nuan porridge, and hurried to the company. At nine o'clock, it was the usual time to clock in at work, and the company held a general meeting of all staff in the hall on the second floor and announced the decision to be acquired by "Silk Heng". Everyone was in an uproar. Only a few of the company's top management and department heads close to the top showed a calm smile.

The rumors of the company's mergers and acquisitions have not been a day or two, the company has always refuted the rumors, and the senior management has repeatedly depicted a beautiful blueprint for the future at various meetings, and the market operation department has released a few inspiring data from time to time, so that everyone can work with peace of mind.

However, just as all rumors are often prophecies, this rumor that has been repeatedly refuted has also been confirmed, and in the competition between the previously rumored "Silk Heng" and "Silk Road", Silk Zhiheng finally won the company. But it caught us employees who were stupid enough to listen to official information by surprise.

"Isn't this a play with people?" Yao Qinglian beside me muttered, "It's easy to mix from a palace maid to a concubine, the emperor has changed, and all the sons have been laid off." At that time, Yao Qinglian was studying the biography of Zhen Huan, and she spoke in a pinched tone, "If I don't feel good about it, I won't -------do it here."

Before she finished speaking, Yao Qinglian's eyes lit up, and following her eyes, I saw a man about forty on the stage, dressed in a black suit, tall, with three-dimensional facial features, but the distance was too far, my 1.0 vision couldn't see clearly, but looking at Yao Qinglian's expression, I couldn't be wrong.

That person is the executive director of the company appointed by Si Zhiheng, Zhao Yijing. The tone of his voice is low and calm, but there is a kind of steadiness that makes people feel calm. He didn't say a few words before the uproar below fell silent. He didn't say much, but he choked his throat, roughly meaning three points, first, everyone comes and goes freely, but welcome to stay; second, the original position remains unchanged, and the salary is increased by 5%; third, a very small number of posts are fine-tuned, hoping to understand and support.

I heard that the second point has not yet come to the fun, and the third point has made my heart fall to the bottom, this "individual post", needless to say, everyone knows it. In every business that encounters this situation, the first to bear the brunt is the executive. And I happen to be a small clerk in the general office.

After graduating from my bachelor's degree, I applied to work as a R&D assistant in this silk company. Within two years of getting married and having children, my husband Gu Jun's career was on the rise, but the R&D assistant worked overtime more frequently than eating, so I had to apply to be transferred to the administration, but fortunately, the director Lao Deng was my senior in the same school, and I had a good relationship, so I was transferred to the general office without much effort. Although the salary is a few notches lower, at least most of the time I can work from 9 to 5.

But now, my bowels are green. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, this sentence is most applicable in the administrative department. The key to the work of the general office is not in the technology, but in the eyes of the leaders. But now that the leaders have changed, will the skin be attached if there is no hair?

I was uneasy, a mess, looking at Yao Qinglian's two eyes almost staring at the rostrum like two big peach hearts, I had the strength to ask her, "Are you still going to do it?"

Yao Qinglian didn't say anything, continued to stare at the stage, and only said to me in a low voice for a while: "Wait until I investigate and investigate." ”