Meetings can and must be constructive and useful. However, one should also take into account the risks it may face in order to actively avoid them.

Here are nine examples of the possible consequences of a bad meeting: wasted time, wasted money; distraction from more important tasks; Slowing down the process, delaying behavior; demoralizes and becomes a stage for rhetoric and strife; breeds the politics of the office; Cause noise and confusion.

The end result is that no good decisions are made (or bad decisions), or crying, costing money, time, and manpower.

While bad meetings can be a disaster, good meetings are more than just useful in practice – people need them.

Too many or too few meetings are wrong. For most people, meetings are beneficial (and this doesn't necessarily include the business motivation for meetings).

For example, meetings can: keep people up to date; create a harmonious atmosphere of coexistence with others; provide opportunities to be heard; become a social gathering; Provide opportunities for contact with people from other functions in the organization; Establish useful informal communication before or after formal work; increase the number of times people appear and expand opportunities for social connections; Expand the range of experiences and become an opportunity to learn.

But remember, it's easy for people to complain about meetings. But it just means that the meeting they're attending is bad or irrelevant to them. Good meetings are good for their own benefit as well as for overall morale.

Although this is a congress that cares about the future development trend of the whole of China, it is still not very attractive to Ning Xiao. At this moment, her mind was full of thoughts, when will Lingwu return? If he doesn't show up again, she'll have to search for his tracks.

It was an afternoon of idleness – and yet many of the last few afternoons have not been spent like this. Ning Xiao sat in the auditorium, listening to another report meeting that was far away, and his hands and feet gradually weakened and atrophied.

The speaker is more like a pump, or something like a water frog, hepatitis B virus, or something like that. He spoke diligently, his voice buzzing, and he bombarded the unsuspecting rabble below.

All can only endure. The deepest patience, abandoning the bitter expression, turned into trivial movements—from the table to the back of the chair, the eyes chasing the needles or dust, the sense of hearing was morbidly acute, and the pores of hundreds of people could be heard opening one by one.

It's the speaker's big and inappropriate topic, driving people into all the subtleties that are left to instinct.

Listening to a lecture in this auditorium always gives the impression of walking on a dusty road in the middle of summer, or in the southern June when the floods have inundated the towns, and people are sitting on the rooftops with a dead chicken or a few in the turbid yellow water

Vegetable leaves float by. Countless whirlpools continued to disappear and regenerate, the sound of water gushing endlessly, and the people who occasionally met their eyes held the last family treasure, silent......

But people have to be thankful for the flood. Because it always realigns the neighborhood with its own borders – it breaks down the barriers between homes and drowns a few children who are messing around and ignorant and ignorant. The mothers howled a few times, then held their throats and stood on the roof on their tiptoes. This time, she saw the fate of more people.

Divided by the flood, some tender love welled up in their hearts, which manifested itself in waiting, praying and crying.

This kind of love that stands above death is like a beam of light that illuminates the boring and trivial years—occupied by cumbersome materials and ideas

Time to crush.

A catastrophe, if not a turning point in Cheng Ming's life, is at least a monument – a fate that turns into a heavy one

, redundant, brilliant......

Just as people have to thank for a flood, they have to thank for such a long report as long as a century.

There is no end to consumption, but they are aware of its inevitability. It inevitably appears as a metaphor of life, mocking them, a counterattack from boredom to boredom.

At this time, there were a lot of noisy voices in the audience.

A speaker excitedly and prudently holds the arm of the person next to him, shakes it gently, awakens the other's attention to his every word, and can't wait to pour his life into the whispers of this moment, to make a selfless and enthusiastic delivery, although one can imagine how prosaic those few words are, his gesture is so dynamic and thrilling that it is impossible for others not to be concerned—or at least sympathetic.

His desire for expression was more than his judgment, so that he could not detect the calm indifference of the listener, who was half-asleep and hummed with satisfaction that he had become the object of attention, and he heard every wrong nasal voice of the person on stage, the whirring of the fan, the sound of the opposite sex scratching his legs and stomachs.

The syllables of the illegal speaker pass by in a hurry, and other cacophonies merge into a hoarse and out-of-tune erhu outside the listener's tranquil heart.

The noisy sound comes and goes, the mouth is the ink who loves at the same time, and the ear is the Taoist who does nothing. The people in the auditorium seem to have been complicit in a good afternoon, but since they are in the auditorium, they might as well deal with it in a way that fits the atmosphere, and this meaning can be summed up as-

People have to be bored to the point where they don't feel bored, otherwise it's too boring.

"Sister!"

In the midst of this boring sound, Ning Xiao still caught a familiar voice. She looked up and found that it was Ning Jixiao.

"What's the matter?" She asked quietly.

"Sister, I heard that the third child walked out of the secret room," Ning Jixiao also responded quietly. "He should have made the cut. Shall we go over and have a look? ”

"Oh-" Ning Xiao listened with some emotion. However, as soon as she saw Cheng Ziyang sitting on the rostrum, she had to shake her head. Lingwu's guard Cheng Ziyang can be described as dutiful. She can't differ too much from him. "I'm going to have to finish it!"

"That's good, sister," Ning Jixiao didn't have to drag Ning Xiao there. Therefore, he replied like this: "I won't listen to this, let's go see the third child first!"

"Go ahead!" Ning Xiao waved his hand in agreement.

At this moment, the noise of the audience swelled at the same time, and the orthodox speaker was left with only a floating head, rising as hard as he could, struggling to open his mouth wide to breathe in the air—just a silent image.

After a pause, I don't know whether it was out of unanimous sympathy or sudden confusion, the voice of the audience converged cleanly, and the speaker's tone doubled with confidence and clarity.

So, it was the people in the audience who were surprised that they looked at each other and sprayed! Faces that are suddenly paralyzed,

Like asphalt in a funnel, dripping down at an almost indiscernible speed – nothing new. The silent auditorium was like a beach where the tide had just receded, and the shells were not happy to find each other's crowded, lonely, and ugly existence. The tide is coming up again, drowning everyone into a sense of oneness.

It is in these ups and downs that the design of salvation is urged. If a person who floats on the waves catches a lifebuoy, that is, his own strong, independent fantasy, then he can be called a man who has been out of danger in the flood.

Everyday topics and objects are as ugly and insignificant as garbage in a torrent. In addition, if he flicked his head at this time and found another look of utter despair, then the despair of the two men would be able to bring hope.

Indeed, the man on the roof did not throw water because he saw the man sitting on his knees on the other roof......

On many mediocre, hepatitis B afternoons, people listened to the same speech, and their heads were always blown by the ceiling fan and made a little drowsy. Gradually, however, there was some confidence. The emergence and disappearance of faith is difficult for people to grasp. People are holding back their actions just to preserve this tiny, seemingly pure faith, and we want to see another pair of desperate eyes......

Day after day, people walk with a light, pleasant sense of precaution and anticipation, and who's to say it's not a change – or a hint of change?

This may be the ultimate goal of the conference!

"Ning Xiao!" Ning Xiao, who was forced into the darkness by the meeting, suddenly heard a voice calling for her again.

Even though the sound was familiar, it was enough to lift her spirits. She glanced over her shoulder and whispered in surprise, "Lingwu, you're finally back!"

"Ahh Lingwu stood on Ning Xiao's shoulder and responded quietly. "I'm back!"

"How's it going?" Ning Xiao took out the ice seed and let Lingwu peck. "Don't be in a hurry to make it clear. Eat something first, then take your time. ”

"Uh-huh!" In this regard, Lingwu expressed his strong approval. So, he enjoyed the ice seeds heartily.

"Alas," as a result, Lingwu, who had eaten enough ice seeds, still sighed. "It's a very bad situation!"

"I've been searching in the abyss of the deep sea for a long time, and I found that although the seal laid by the Lord (the Creator) is still powerful, I can't help but keep harassing the guys over there!"

"Oh-" Ning Xiao seemed to understand what Lingwu meant. "It's a pity that my ability level is too low to cut through the void and go to the deep sea abyss to find out!"

"There's no rush for this!" Lingwu flapped his wings, responding to Ning Xiao. "What I am most urgent about now is to get in touch with the Divine Realm, Yin Si and other interfaces, and ask whether this seal laid by the Lord is permanently sealed, or will it be automatically unsealed after a certain number of years?"

"You know, permanent storage means that after a certain period of time, there will be guys who will automatically seal it. If it is not permanently sealed, it means that the war of destruction is likely to be rekindled. ”

"I tried it several times, and found that the passage to all walks of life in the world is still closed! Ning Xiao, dredging the passage with all walks of life will be the most urgent thing for us to solve at present!" Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Last Days: The Fairy Wife Rampant Claw Book House" for free for the first time.