Compared with any previous assistant, Yang Qianye has worked harder, not only familiar with the workflow as quickly as possible, but also has a shallow understanding of professional design and copywriting.

She borrowed a lot of books on advertising and read them whenever she had free time. After work, I always stay in the office for a while to understand the next day's work schedule in advance.

This led to a phenomenon she discovered – there was a person in the company who used to work overtime, design director Steven.

There is no need to attend, and the freedom to come and go is the condition put forward by the director when he entered the company. Sometimes I can't see anyone all day, and sometimes I work late at night or even all night alone. His serious attitude and professionalism to his work touched Chiba a lot, and he inexplicably admired this "difficult to get along with" person.

Unfortunately, her affection for Steven did not translate for Steven's recognition of her, where she was just a fool like other employees who entered the company through connections.

"Director, here's what you're asking for."

Knocking on the office door, she handed over a stack of papers.

Steven didn't take his hands off the computer keyboard, glanced at the things in her hands, and said coldly, "Take them, I don't need these things." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing such a reply, Chiba retracted the thing he just wanted to put on the table, swallowed his saliva and asked in a panic: "Director, didn't you ask me to print out the customer's product packaging over the years?" ”

"I let you?" Steven asked rhetorically, as if she had taken advantage of those three words, "Are you working for me?" Why don't you give me the salary? ”

"I'm sorry I used the wrong words...... But if there's a problem, I've had a lot of trouble finding it. "Chiba is a little aggrieved.

Before gathering information, she had no idea that it would be so cumbersome. The Internet has made it easier to obtain information, but it is not easy to collect all the information of a certain attribute, you have to use various search engines, and even consult social software, a bit like a bowl of beans poured into opaque water, and then one by one to find back. The problem is, she simply doesn't know if there's anything missing.

"What are you, waste newspapers, where do you want me to read them?" Steven angrily grabbed the manuscript in her hand, which included text, pictures, and illustrations, all of which were relevant information, but they were not classified, "You are still a woman, women's nature should be more cautious and meticulous, don't tell me that your wardrobe is also so messy, socks and underwear are mixed together." ”

"I'm sorry." Chiba lowered her head and immediately realized that she had made a mistake. She did ignore the feelings of the viewer and just presented the things in one fell swoop, but did not categorize them.

"If you want to do it, do it well, or don't do it." Steven said, "Huanyu is not a small workshop, and every link needs to be treated with a professional attitude. Throwing a bunch of complicated and chaotic garbage at me not only takes up my time but also wastes my energy, and I can find it on the Internet myself, so why call you? ”

"Yes, I'm going to reorganize it, sort it out and send it to the director." Chiba bowed ninety degrees and sincerely apologized.

"Don't nod your head, give me a straight waist, and no one will look down on you if you show your strength. Although advertising is an emerging industry in the past 100 years, it is by no means possible to do well by relying on interpersonal relationships and assumptions. Look outside...... Steven pointed to the office area outside, "and there are so many job seekers rushing to each seat that you should come out with some real skills as soon as you sit on it." Not only you, but there are many people in the company who think that this line of work is just a trick, that is, to compare who has imagination, who draws well, and writes beautifully. Wrong! Miss by a mile! Every line is a discipline, and there are no shortcuts. When I first started in the industry, I read all the books in the bookstore, and I still have this habit to this day. Every time I make the last stroke of the design, I know that it is not the end, but the beginning. I hope you don't slander this business, please respect it and respect yourself! ”

"Director, I have written down your words, I will definitely get rid of the problem of superficial taste, please supervise."

Although Steven's words were a bit excessive, Chiba didn't mean to argue at all, and even felt lucky to have met such a strict teacher.

"I don't have time to supervise you." Seeing her sincerity, Steven softened down, "There is a long way to go from work to career, and only by taking every step steadily can you have the right to speak in this industry." I hope that when you do things, you can not only come up with planA, but also come up with planB, and it is best to collect competitors and similar products. Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. ”

"I'll go now!"

I took a lot of training, but I was very happy.

Steven is usually known for his arrogance, and people who don't like it don't say much, but today there are a lot of machine guns, so Chiba prefers to believe that this is a sign of importance, or at least a sign of slowly building a good feeling.

This has made her much more motivated to work.

……

On the other hand, Song Yingchen was not so lucky, he didn't want to magnify the suspicious things, but he repeatedly discovered some unknown details of Lu Meiqin.

Lu Meiqin smokes cigarettes, and he finds a box of matches in her bag. Cigarette shops and supermarkets mostly only sell lighters, and this matchbox caught his attention — the small box is a hotel-specific item.

The moon hangs high, and the night is quiet. He wanted to wake up his mother and confront him face to face, but he endured it, once the window paper was pierced, no one would feel good.

Lu Meiqin has taken on too many responsibilities for this family, whether she is a successful businessman or not, she is definitely a hard-working mother. If the son tore a hole in his body, the wound would definitely suppurate and fester, and even hurt the flesh and bones.

But shouldn't the image of a mother be bright, gentle, and kind?

She dresses fashionably, and even among her peers, she is quite avant-garde, what denim, lace, silk, chiffon...... But leather items are not her usual style, and leather products have been frequently added recently, which makes Song Yingchen very worried.

And what looked like sex toys found in her clothes.

At first, Song Yingchen only guessed, guessing that her mother was just contaminated with these things because of loneliness and emptiness, and she also comforted herself that things stopped at objects and would not involve people. But the hotel matchbox destroyed his wishful thinking of self-comfort. Lu Meiqin sits in a mansion and returns home every night, without any reason or need to stay in a hotel - there must be someone hidden behind her.

He hated the man, no matter what kind of emotional comfort and spiritual satisfaction the other party gave his mother, he couldn't accept it. Thinking about what a sleazy and ugly face it would be, maybe bald, maybe with a hairy black mole, hooked nose, mouse eyes...... He was faintly gaggy.

The matches were lit one by one and discarded on the coffee table......

Lu Meiqin got up early, and as soon as she entered the living room, she found the matchbox with "hotel only" written on it, as well as a bunch of black and withered matchsticks, and she was shocked.

But she didn't panic, she was a woman who had seen the world, and the best way to deal with this kind of thing was to pretend that she didn't know anything.

She and her son had the same idea, so that the window paper was pasted, and whether it was a faint and pulsing glimmer or a raging fire, it could not be easily punctured.

Smeared the matchdust into his palm, put the matchbox into his coat pocket, and was just about to turn around, Song Yingchen walked out of the bedroom.

"Get up." She took out a tissue to wipe off the remaining powder on the table, and greeted casually, "If you want to eat something, Mom can accompany you for a long time today." ”

"Don't you go to the company?" Song Yingchen's first action after rubbing his eyes was to cast his eyes on the coffee table. The matches he had placed last night had been taken away, and he believed that his mother had known about his illegal act of rummaging through his satchel.

"Mom has to rest, too, and it's not iron." Lu Meiqin pulled his face like when she was a child, but Song Yingchen suddenly avoided it, and both of them were a little embarrassed.

"Besides, I haven't been with you well for so long, so let's have a meal together at noon and buy you a few clothes."

"What clothes to buy...... Song Yingchen didn't appreciate it, but he also felt a little surprised, "I have enough clothes." ”

"Son, come and sit." Lu Meiqin politely asked him to sit down on the sofa, and then leaned over, "Mom wants to talk to you." ”

"What are you talking about?" Song Yingchen put up his guard, and suddenly realized that he had overreacted.

"Whatever you want." Lu Meiqin decided to give him the initiative, "For example, tell my mother about my foreign experience." ”

"It's not like I haven't heard of that early in the morning."

"In that case, you can say whatever you want, and your mother loves to listen to whatever you say."

"Suddenly, I really don't know what to say, or you ask, I'll answer whatever you ask." He was also going to play dumb.

"It's not an interview, what kind of questions and answers are like, those paparazzi who dig into privacy do this." Lu Meiqin suddenly said such a sentence, Song Yingchen glanced at it at a very fast speed, her expression was calm, "Besides, when you grow up, your mother will not ask about your privacy." You are a good boy, you know in your heart, you will support your mother in whatever you do, as long as you don't hurt nature and violate discipline. ”

"I can't even tell you?" Song Yingchen had something to say.

"Yes." After a two-second pause, Lu Meiqin replied, "That's your right." ”

"Well, thank you Mom, thank you for respecting me."

"Then if there is anything you want to ask Mom, Mom definitely knows everything."

"You respect my privacy, so how can I not respect you?" Song Yingchen sneered slightly and moved his gaze to the side.

"Mom doesn't have any privacy, Mom only has you with this family and business."

"I, faith." He said word by word.

"Mom is just too busy, and there is a lack of strength around her, so many times she can only do it herself, so she goes out early and returns late, goes home and sleeps, and rarely communicates with you. I want to say sorry to you today, don't blame me. ”

"How so." Hearing the word sorry, Song Yingchen's heart softened.

"Mom will communicate with you more in the future, communicate with you more, and I hope you don't have a misunderstanding with Mom."

"Okay, as much as possible."

"If you can help me, that's the best, Yingchen, the gold and silver mountains will be yours in the future, mom starts a business, and you have to rely on you to keep your business."

"Let's not talk about that, so far I have no interest in the construction industry...... Go take a shower first. ”

"Okay, pack up and let's go out."

"Hmm." Song Yingchen walked to the aisle and asked with a side face, "There is no lack of communication between us, I know you and you know me, so don't think too much." ”

Lu Meiqin tried to make herself smile naturally and cheerfully, and watched her son enter the bathroom before letting out a long breath.