Jiang Yan left the company and got into a taxi.

For him, it was unthinkable to leave the company so early, and getting into a taxi was a terrible waste.

The car stereo is announcing a news: "This afternoon, an asteroid passed through the orbit of Jupiter, passed through the asteroid belt, and is about to come to Earth." At that time, residents of central China will be able to see the ...... Experts predict that there will be no major impact, so please don't panic and make a wish when you look up and see a meteor. ”

Jiang Yan looked at the sky, the scorching sun was hidden in the west, gilding the sunset with a touch of gold.

"If I see a shooting star," he thought, "what am I going to wish for?" ”

He naturally thought of Li Xiaoran, if he could make a wish for a meteor come true, then he wanted to see the meteor soon.

He got out of the car near the orphanage and used all the money he had on him to buy snacks.

Stepping into the small building, he saw Dafan and Er Hao playing with glass balls, and Jiang Xingruo and another little girl racing in a wheelchair.

The old dean was playing chess with another old man.

"Brother Jiang Yan!"

When the children saw him, they immediately gathered around.

"Oh roar!" Dafan jumped over, "Brother Jiang Yan bought snacks!" ”

Jiang Yan smiled and distributed the snacks to them.

"Brother Jiang Yan," Jiang Xingruo ran over pushing a wheelchair, "Have you been promoted?" ”

The children looked up at him and wanted to share the joy with him.

"Ho," Jiang Yan snorted from his throat, "No." ”

He felt a pain in his heart, and those few immature handwriting flashed in front of his eyes.

I let them down, he thought.

However, the children were not disappointed, they just nodded and were elated again.

"Brother Jiang Yan, have you eaten, come eat with us tonight."

"Brother Jiang Yan, let's play the glass ball."

"Brother Jiang Yan, I don't know how to do two arithmetic problems, you can teach me."

……

Jiang Yan suddenly realized that these children didn't care at all, whether he was promoted or not, it was just the "Brother Jiang Yan" they knew.

They will never be like their colleagues who have a pre- and post-meeting attitude.

He suddenly felt a sense of relief, the pain of not being promoted, the pain of trying to be ignored and trampled on, all disappeared in the laughter and laughter of these children.

What if you don't get promoted? He thought, I still have these kids.

He smiled happily for the first time since he came out of the conference room.

He played with the children for a while, and then walked towards the old dean.

Jiang Xingruo pushed the wheelchair over and said softly: "Brother Jiang Yan, don't be sad, it's just that you haven't been promoted, Xingruo will always be with you." ”

The little girl was very early and had already seen something.

"If you have Xingruo," Jiang Yan smiled and patted her little head, "Of course I won't be sad." ”

He kissed the little girl on the forehead, and the little girl hugged him.

The old dean is seventy years old this year, and his beard and eyebrows are white, like the legendary old fairy.

For as long as Jiang Yan can remember, the old dean has been in charge of the orphanage, and he has done countless things for these children.

Now, he frowned and stared at the chessboard, his expression solemn, and he tugged at his beard again and again.

"Dean," Jiang Yan walked up to him and glanced at the chessboard, "the car is drawn." ”

"Watching the chess is silent!" The other old man glared at him.

"Hey, I saw it!" The old dean let go of his beard and his brows furrowed.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yan. "They didn't give you a promotion?"

Jiang Yan nodded.

"What's going on?" The old dean looked at the chessboard and said.

Jiang Yan explained the situation again, and finally repented: "Dean, I'...... I couldn't control myself. ”

He unleashed the beast in his heart, and that was what he had promised the Dean that he would never release.

After graduating from junior college, the old dean agreed with him on three chapters of the law, asking him not to try to solve problems with violence in the future.

"It's nothing," said the dean, "and it's rare for someone to be in control all the time, let alone when something like this happens." ”

"I want to tear him apart." Jiang Yan said.

"Then you'll go to jail," said another old man, "and it's a society governed by the rule of law, where violence can give you pleasure, but it's short-lived, and with it long-lasting remorse." ”

"Yes," agreed the old dean, "indulge the beast in your heart, and it will surely devour you in the end." ”

If outsiders hear their conversations, they will definitely think that their brains are not very good, where is this like the barren and stupid way of speaking of modern people?

"What should I do?" This is the question Jiang Yan wants to ask the most, the two in front of him are his real teachers, and he longs for an answer, "How can I have a good result so that my efforts are not in vain?" ”

However, he was disappointed, and the old dean told him: "There is no way. ”

"Why?" Jiang Yan felt unwilling, and the pain of being trampled on returned.

The old dean pointed to the chessboard: "If you participate in the game, you must follow the rules of the game." Horses walk the day, like the field, this is the rule. ”

"Then the supervisor broke the rules, he used the public for personal gain, let his nephew, who had just joined the company, be promoted, and he should be punished." Jiang Yan followed the old dean's train of thought and said.

"Wrong, he didn't break anything," the old dean shook his head, "because the biggest rule of your company is that there are no rules." ”

This sentence made Jiang Yan stunned.

The old dean smiled: "You see, how simple and clear is the horse walking the sun, like walking the field?" What are the rules of your company? Who can be promoted? Is there an explicit rule? No, the supervisor has the final say, and there is no one to check and balance him, and no one to supervise him, so he can let whoever he wants to be promoted, and this is the rule of your company. ”

"So I went into this company," Jiang Yan said, "just a wrong decision?" ”

"Not really," the old dean began to pull his beard again, "Generally speaking, there are no rules on the surface, and there are unspoken rules behind the scenes. According to the unspoken rule of your company, you should be promoted, but someone broke this unspoken rule. ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Jiang Yan: "Where did that one come from?" ”

"I don't know," Jiang Yan thought for a moment, "what's wrong?" ”

"You have to be careful with him," said the old dean, "you must be careful." ”

He then explained: "You think, if the supervisor doesn't want you to be promoted, according to the unspoken rules, he won't use you casually. Since he uses you, he must have the intention of getting you promoted. It just so happens that in that company with a school of salted fish, you have no competitors, so he can only promote you. But someone changed all that, an alien force, and he changed the perception of the director. Who is this person? Whoever has a vested interest is who this person is! ”

"Yes, He Dao is his nephew."

"No, no," the old dean stroked his long hair, "According to you, this He Dao has been in the company for a week." If he wants his nephew to be promoted, this week, he will deliberately suppress you and assign things to his nephew, right? But he didn't, why is that? It seems that this decision to change the promotion staff appeared as if it happened last night! ”

"Won't it?" Jiang Yan scratched his head, "If there really is such a person, his energy is so huge, he can influence the opinions of the supervisor in a short period of time, why should he compete for the position of this team leader?" ”

"That's why I want you to be careful," the old dean looked at him, "It seems that what this person is doing is not for profit at all, but only to hurt you." It is this that explains why this change came so suddenly, because it hurts you the most. ”

Jiang Yan had a "buzzing" sound in his head.

That's true! That's true!

He had to admit that if the man's purpose was to hurt him, he had succeeded.

Because, in the morning meeting, when the boss announced the promotion, the huge contrast made him feel that his whole person was about to crack.

However, is there really such a person? He was suspicious, he didn't remember any enemy of his own, and he wanted to hurt him like this.

The old dean went to play chess again, leaving him alone to think.

Jiang Xingruo pushed the wheelchair over, pulled Jiang Yan, and shouted excitedly: "Brother, look, meteor!" ”

Jiang Yan looked up.

The clouds are scattered, the sunset is eclipsed, and in the twilight clouds, a golden meteor pierces the sky.

The old dean smiled: "The pawn has crossed the river." ”

The other old man looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, the pawn crosses the river and races the cart." ”

"It's okay," the old dean was full of confidence, "don't say that you can race big cars, and you are not afraid of big cars." ”

Jiang Yan watched the meteor fade away, driving away the unwarranted enemy in his mind, and Li Xiaoran's face appeared in front of him.

He secretly made a wish in his heart: "Meteor, meteor, let me get my love." ”

"Brother, what wish did you make?" Jiang Xingruo asked him.

"There is such a thing as a wish, which cannot be said." Jiang Yan said with a smile.

"Who said that?" Jiang Xingruo pursed her lips, "I can say it." ”

Jiang Yan was a little curious: "What wish did you make?" ”

The little girl smiled and said, "I want Brother Jiang Yan to hug me and turn around twice." ”

Jiang Yan picked her up from the wheelchair, the little girl had no legs, and the hug was very light.

"You see," the little girl grinned, "there is such a thing as a wish, not only to say it, but also to do it immediately." ”

When Jiang Yan heard this, his heart jumped violently.

He stayed at the orphanage for dinner that night, but not as long as he did yesterday.

Before leaving, the old dean reminded him again to be careful of the scar-faced young man named He Dao.

When Jiang Yan's figure disappeared into the darkness, another old man walked out.

"Who would want to hurt him?" The old man said, "His identity is revealed? ”

"If anyone knew who he was, and understood what it meant," the old dean looked at the darkness, "he would not dare to hurt him." ”

"So, is it a mortal who wants to hurt him?"