Foreword: The reason why there is a miasma in the workplace is not because there are many people who are not capable, but because those who are not capable still have to fight for what they don't deserve.

Huaxia, a neighborhood in the city of Beijing on the sixth floor of an apartment. Yang Fan was lying on the bed in his bedroom, holding a dark green college graduation commemorative book with white corners, flipping through the messages of his classmates on each page.

"Haha... Hehe......"Yang Fan looked at the contents of the commemorative book, recalling the "stupid things" they had done in college, and let out bursts of smirks from time to time.

He couldn't remember the faces of some of the people in the memorial book, and some of them had completely disappeared from his memory. However, he can always feel the most sincere friendship from these messages that he can almost memorize, full of language problems and those immature and innocent faces.

That kind of feeling is something that Yang Fan has never experienced since he left the campus.

The more time you spend away from school, the more you miss campus life. There must be nothing wrong with this sentence, at least, Yang Fan feels the same way at the moment.

In August 2011, Yang Fan graduated from the University of Technology with a major in psychology for two years. After the recommendation of his adoptive father Yang Lin, he has been working in human resources for a large biopharmaceutical group in Beijing for the past two years.

Yang Lin's family are all from Binhai City, and since Yang Fan and his sister Yang Yan have stayed in Beijing to work, Liu Wen, the adoptive mother who retired from public institutions early, also moved to Beijing in order to take care of their family.

Yang Fan has the same straightforward temper as Yang Lin, and they both have a passion and want to do some business. But the workplace is not as good as Yang Fan imagined, more than two years of work have made Yang Fan understand a lot of truths, which are not experienced on the university campus, and they are also things that university teachers will never tell you.

Among these truths, one of the most impressive experiences for Yang Fan is that talent and enthusiasm are far less important than he imagined. Before entering the workplace, Yang Fan always felt that talent is the foundation of success, and enthusiasm is the catalyst for success. With talent and passion, you will definitely be able to make a career.

After entering the workplace, he found that talent is actually a burden, and enthusiasm is poison.

School and the workplace are two completely different worlds. In school, you can express yourself to your heart's content, or you can decide to only associate with people who like you and who you like. Even if no one appreciates it, it doesn't matter if you are a "lone ranger" with a personality.

In the workplace, "the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it" is the eternal unspoken rule, and "harmony" is particularly important. Of course, people prefer to call "harmony" "team spirit". If you're not careful, you'll be different.

In this world, no matter what industry it is, excellent people are a minority. Therefore, under the guidance of this concept of "harmony", the workplace is destined to be a world of mediocre people.

In the workplace, most people don't want to see people around them surpass them. Talent is far less important than power. Enthusiasm is far less real than relationship. It is precisely because of this that in most workplaces, the power is in the hands of mediocre people.

This is especially true for Yang Fan's Huaxia central enterprise.

In the past two years, Yang Fan has never felt any warmth in the workplace. Talent and enthusiasm not only did not give Yang Fan the opportunity to do a career, but brought jealousy, grievances and pressure. And he is unwilling to turn himself into that kind of sleek and sophisticated egoist, so it can be said that he has hit a wall everywhere in the company, and he has no less strength and no less work, but he can't get promoted by the leader.

According to his temper, he had long wanted to resign and leave. But under Liu Wen's bitter admonition, he couldn't bear to let his adoptive father and adoptive mother worry and could only stay temporarily. It can be said that his days were spent in patience and repression. Whenever he is unhappy, he likes to pick up the commemorative book of his college days and reminisce about his carefree life.

"Haha... Hahahaha. Looking at the ideal career column of the commemorative book, when almost half of the people wrote "be a rich man", Yang Fan couldn't help laughing.

At that time, he himself thought so, they were so naïve and naïve. Those who stand at the foot of the mountain can often only see the brilliance of those at the top of the mountain, and those who are very close to the top of the mountain can see the pressure and risks to bear when standing at the top.

"Knock-knock" There was a knock on his door, Liu Wen pushed the door open, and greeted: "Xiaofan, what are you smiling at?" Come out, come out... Tomorrow is such an important meeting, don't always take it seriously, hurry up and discuss it with your dad. ”

"Okay! Mother. Here it is! Here it is! Yang Fan sat up from the bed in a motion similar to that of a carp, and casually put the commemorative book in the drawer.

He went out to the living room, sat on the couch, took out his phone and watched the NBA news he was interested in, waiting for his adoptive mother to start her good-natured "nagging".

Today is destined to be a busy day, because early tomorrow morning, Yang Fan and his son will go to meet their common leader, a vice president in charge of personnel administration at the group headquarters, Li Shipeng.

This could be a turning point in their father-son careers and a major event for their family.

In the living room, Yang Lin sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, thinking about something. Liu Wen took out two suits and prepared clothes for Yang Lin and Yang Fan to wear for tomorrow's meeting.

Liu Wen hung a navy blue suit on the garment steamer, carefully sorted out his clothes, glanced at Yang Lin sitting on the sofa, and said: "Old Yang, you should have a good attitude when you see your leader tomorrow, don't always make you that bullish temper." People are leaders, so don't always act like you do at home and at work. There are some things that you have to endure and even more so to accept your fate. No matter what people say, they are also the ones who control the future of you and Xiaofan, especially Xiaofan, you must pay attention! ”

Yang Lin waved his hand and said impatiently: "I know, I know, you old woman has been nagging me for decades." It's the same every time, so it's annoying! After saying that, he picked up today's newspaper casually, unwilling to continue this topic that had not been debated for decades.

"You're impatient again, I'm going to say it if you're impatient! You usually can't tolerate sand in your eyes, and there are so many people in the union, big and small, because you are iron-faced and selfless. Everything you do is so serious, over the years, you said that you have offended a lot of people!

It's just you yourself, the loess is half buried in the body, but you also have to think about it for our Xiaofan! How capable is our son, and his popularity is good, why can't he be reused? It's not because of an unkind dad like you. Liu Wen said with a complaining face, but the work in his hands did not stop.

Yang Lin put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Liu Wen, his face was gloomy, and said, "Then what do you want me to do?!" I am a party member, and the enterprise is also an enterprise of the state! Do you want me to give up my principles, give up my face, and go to the same thing as those villains who only care about their personal interests? ”

After saying that, he picked up the newspaper again and covered his face, as if he felt that if he didn't read or listen, he could end the topic.

"Mom, my dad that's justice! How can a person who practices martial arts not have a little blood! The waist board is so soft, how can it be worthy of the identity of the kung fu heir of our Yang family! Isn't it, Dad? Yang Fan, who was fiddling with his mobile phone on the side, suddenly answered.

Yang Lin got Yang Fan's support and seemed to come to his senses immediately, put the newspaper aside, puffed up his chest, and said, "Yes, my son is right!" Those of us who practice martial arts should not only practice the body, but also maintain a righteous heart, which is the purpose set by our ancestors! ”

Yang Lin's words were righteous, and his voice was much higher. Then he turned his head to look at Yang Fan and asked, "By the way, have you practiced your breathing today?" This is the foundation of internal kung fu, and it cannot be stopped! Also, did you practice breathlessness today? ”

"Oh... Practice, practice..."Yang Fan suddenly felt that he was on fire, but fortunately he was not lazy today.

"Dad. Today's breath-holding is 3 minutes and 28 seconds, and it's steadily rising! Yang Fan hurriedly added.

Yang Lin nodded, and said with a look of relief: "Well, it's not bad!" Reaching this level after practicing for a few years shows that you really have talent in this area. ”

After Yang Lin finished speaking, he picked up the newspaper again and looked at the newspaper in a daze, but there was obviously nothing in today's newspaper that he was interested in.

"3 minutes and 38 seconds is something remarkable, I've been over 4 minutes today!" With a gentle female voice, there was a "creak", and the door to the house was opened.

When the three of them heard the sound, Yang Yan walked in with a satchel in her hand, which would have changed her slippers at the entrance. Yang Yan walked to Yang Lin's side, threw the bag on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa like a free fall.

"Oops, I'm tired today!" Yang Yan rubbed her waist, then turned her head and raised her forehead at Yang Fan, which means that my breath-holding kung fu is stronger than yours.

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders, with an indifferent expression on his face.

"It's the girl who's back! Why is it so early today? Have you eaten? Liu Wen stopped what he was doing and asked with a concerned expression.

"I've eaten it! Mom, I know my dad and brother are going to see them tomorrow. , At such an important moment, I knew that you would have to quarrel with each other if you didn't do it well, so I came back from work early to solve the siege. ”

"You girl, don't talk nonsense! I'm too lazy to quarrel with that old man, if it works, your dad won't be in his current position a long time ago! Liu Wen was angry, hung up the sorted clothes, and took out a black suit and hung it on the garment steamer.

Yang Lin didn't answer Liu Wen's words, folded the newspaper and put it away, and said to Yang Yan: "Girl, you are two years older than Xiaofan. Practicing our family martial arts is also earlier than Xiao Fan, and it is normal to hold your breath longer than him.

Our family's kung fu is based on Tai Chi, which is a real internal boxing, and your grandfather has re-improved it in combination with contemporary fighting techniques, which has greatly improved its actual combat ability. As for me, I carefully studied the characteristics of Wing Chun and Jeet Kune Do, and made some optimizations in the moves, and now this kung fu can be said to be impeccable in defensive counterattacks and close quarters short fights.

However, internal kung fu is easy to learn and difficult to master. And it takes years of uninterrupted hard training, and your brother's talent in this area is really better than yours. Hey, if it weren't for his weakness, I'd be going to let him be a combat athlete.

It's normal for you to start early, hold your breath and breathe better than your brother. But you can't be proud, 4 or 5 minutes is nothing, and you can't even touch the side of the master! ”

"Alright. How long can you hold your breath, old man? I watched the Guinness World Records for more than 20 minutes! Can you? Liu Wen suddenly interrupted Yang Lin's words, because the topic of martial arts is usually their grandfather's business, and Liu Wen generally can't interject.

Yang Lin immediately put on a serious expression, as if something he was proud of had really been questioned, and said sharply: "Can that be compared?" What is the record for? That's all scientifically measured in advance. What environment, temperature, and human body state must be the best, and there is a team behind the support, in order to have such a result, what use can this be! ”

Liu Wen saw that Yang Lin was about to get angry again, so he silently continued to do the work in his hands, too lazy to entangle with him again.

"Okay, my brother's martial arts talent is better than mine, who told our brother to be naturally smart! Right. Your proud two-pole sword technique, didn't our brother quickly comprehend it.

Moreover, my brother's art talent is no worse than mine, and if he had studied art, I might not have been able to be rated as an excellent teacher in our art academy. Yang Yan is always keenly aware of changes in the atmosphere of conversation at home and changes the topic in a timely manner.

Yang Yan glanced at Yang Fan, and Yang Fan made a triumphant gesture at his sister. This trick of diverting the subject could not have been more tacitly agreed between the sister and brother.

Yang Lin also put away the expression of wanting to fight with others, and said in a deep voice: "The Liangyi Sword Technique is originally a real battle, and it is not difficult to learn. This is a set of knife techniques that are specially designed to deal with emergencies and silent battles, which is the same as the concept of our martial arts that focuses on killing the enemy with one move. Xiaofan has a foundation, and he naturally learns quickly.

I heard that when your Uncle Chen taught this sword technique in the special operations brigade of our military region, he was still very popular. This knife technique seems simple, but you have to understand our family's internal kung fu to truly appreciate the changes in the moves, and Uncle Chen teaches some basic moves. Don't be sour with this girl, this knife technique is not taught to you, it is really not suitable for a girl. ”

"Got it, Dad. I don't want to learn such a domineering thing, I practice martial arts just to strengthen my body and protect myself, and I don't want to be a hero. ”

Yang Yan sat up straight and asked with a serious face, "By the way, Dad." What do you think will happen when we meet tomorrow? Is there any hope for that martial arts exchange and promotion project of yours? Is it possible to go further in the position of the younger brother? ”