Although it is finance, in fact, many messy things are in her hands, she manages it in an orderly manner, and from the perspective of her style and level, she should also be a good hand in the company when she is young.

No one knows how old Aunt Hu is, that is, the age of most retired women, not the little girls in the office who are chattering, but Aunt Hu looks rich and pleasant, dignified in appearance, but you can know that she was also a character when she was young, she dressed fashionably every day, of course, it was the fashion of an old woman, and there were a lot of jewelry and headdresses, after all, she represented the people on the boss's side. She speaks in a nice voice that will make you forget her age, and she always greets anyone with a smile and seems to be easy to get close to. But you must not be really close to her like this, everyone knows why.

According to the grapevine, Aunt Hu's husband seems to be in the pharmaceutical business, and the family is also very wealthy, of course, she came here to do finance purely to kill time, the children have grown up, and staying at home and doing nothing will accelerate aging.

Aunt Hu is quite talkative, and it is conceivable that she was also a comfortable figure in the company back then. Because as soon as you get along with her, you will feel that she has a set of means of communication with anyone, which will neither make you find her annoying nor difficult for you to get along with. Of course, when your office is busy like a wheel, she quietly retreats to her office and is not seen all day. It's enough to make you forget that she exists.

In front of Aunt Hu, the butterfly never dared to slack off, let alone offend. Always be humble to her when you speak and do things.

But Aunt Hu is not bad, most of the time she always stays in her own financial room, there is something to reimburse her and she needs to solve it quickly, and she always helps you solve it quickly, unless the boss goes abroad, or she hasn't come for a long time, she has no choice.

Today, Aunt Hu is wearing a royal blue suit, wearing a jade ring on the ring finger of her right hand, and the earrings are also jade, her hair seems to have just been made, and her hair is dyed brown, and the strand in front of her forehead is also dyed with some dark red, which gives her a new feeling.

"Aunt Hu, you are so beautiful today, have you dyed your hair?"

Aunt Hu smiled, and subconsciously brushed her hair and said, "Yes, yesterday a friend's child got married, and he went to eat wine, this color is beautiful?" ”

"It's good-looking, and it's younger."

"Really? I'm also worried that the color is too ostentatious. But people say it's good-looking. She smiled even sweeter.

"It's really good-looking, and it suits you perfectly." This is not a compliment, it is the sincere words of the butterfly.

Aunt Hu smiled, and the butterfly had already come to her seat. Because of the high floors, the rising sun fills the office early, and it is bright and golden. Butterfly turned on the computer and took the bag of green tea from the chest of drawers, and she wanted to drink some green tea today.

The editors came one after another, and suddenly the deserted office became lively, and they didn't have time to put down their bags and began to discuss clothes, celebrities, Taobao, and where to go. Although these topics were discussed for a week last week, they will continue today, apparently forever.

At this moment when they were chatting, Butterfly had already skimmed through all the manuscripts handed in and sorted them into folders in the computer file bag for sending to the editor-in-chief for review. Of course, before sending it to the editor-in-chief, she needs to filter the manuscripts that do not meet the requirements, and return them with notes so that the editor can revise or re-edit them. Some articles that only need minor revisions, she will make their own changes, but of course this is limited to small changes.

The editors would come to Butterfly's desk, greet her, and then cautiously ask Butterfly if there was anything wrong with her manuscript.

Every editor wants to be OK the first time, after all, no one wants to spend any more effort to write again, it is a painful thing, which means that they have to work overtime today. If you are not very close to the butterfly, you sit sullenly at your desk, waiting for the butterfly to find her on QQ, it is best not to look for her, looking for her means working overtime.

Butterfly also chats with these editors, but not for long, after all, it is office hours, and there is another eye in the office. Butterfly has to take into account her identity, she is the chief editor, and she can't do what she wants, so she just chats casually, laughs, and immediately returns to her place to work. Besides, there are many things to do with butterflies after all, she doesn't want to spend more time in the office because of chatting, and when everything is done, she has to leave quickly, and there is more work outside the office, and of course, more freedom.

Butterflies like to be free, uninhibited, and don't like the feeling of being silently watched by another eye.

Lin Motian's studio is located in a residential area, a high-rise residential building with a small square in the center, a flower path, a children's playground, and a central green space for residents to soak up the sun. On one side of the garden is a wisteria trellis that has climbed all over the trellis, and I don't know who has planted grapes, and now the grapes are beginning to occupy the wisteria trellis dominantly, and every summer, there are many grapes densely produced. The residents of the community will pick it back, saying that it is a gift from God, how can they not want it?

Butterfly likes it very much, although it is not necessary to go through the square to go to the studio, but she still deliberately walks this road, and likes to walk under the wisteria trellis, the flowering season has passed, there is no fragrant wisteria flowers, but the lush green leaves, still very eye-catching, the butterfly sees that there are some grapes in the high places that no one picks, that is because it is too high, it has become a delicacy for the birds.

The sun is excellent at noon, and many people are basking in the sun. Some even took out the quilt to dry, and some simply led the dog here, watching the residents passing by, basking in the sun while walking the dog, because the dog was too hot, and walked around a few times, so they simply found a place to lie down and nap.

Butterflies like these ordinary people, just like themselves, ordinary people, who live carefree, not arrogant, and enjoy everything that nature has given them, although insignificant, but also satisfied.

Sometimes in her free time, she will miss the situation when she lives with her father Xiao Gao and Auntie, although there are a lot of worries, and her father always cares about her head and feet, but after all, the kind of life when the family gets together makes people feel warm and satisfied. No matter what you've been through outside, there's always a pair of caring eyes watching over you when you get home. Now, alone, I really know what it means to be alone. At this time, she would think of the diving bird, who lived a lonely and single life in this city like herself, but fortunately, there was a mother in Sichuan, thousands of miles away, who was worried and worried, and he could make a phone call.

But the diving bird always said that he couldn't spend more than a day with his mother, or he would argue over something. His mother was a hot-tempered woman.

Raising a child alone for so many years, only she knows what it is not easy for, and if she has a long-term backlog, her temper will naturally not be good. It's just that the butterfly doesn't understand, why can't the diving bird tolerate it, she is your mother after all, what can't be tolerated?