"Sushi, sushi, fragrant and slippery sushi......"

Mu Hanxia hummed an out-of-tune tune in his mouth, and put the freshly kneaded sushi into the saucer.

Daylight is bright and shelves are plentiful. It was still early, there were not many customers in the supermarket, and it seemed empty and silent. Mu Hanxia wore the red salesman's uniform, stood behind the counter, idle, and picked out a few sushi that she felt were the most beautiful and satisfying, and put them on an empty plate for posing.

When it comes to photography technology, although the quality of her mobile phone camera is average, the photos she takes are always praised.

In the background of light and shadow blurring, every grain of rice looks crystal full, green seaweed, red fish, clear and beautiful color. She posted the photo on Weibo, accompanied by a literary and artistic phrase: "Salmon sushi with tuna hand roll, a day soaked in the aroma of food - by wood cold summer." ”

Soon there were a bunch of comments and likes.

High school classmate A: "It's beautiful! ”

High school classmate B: "Is it really good to pull hatred in the morning?" I was still on the subway to go to work, and I didn't have breakfast! ”

High school classmate C: "Mu Hanxia is pretending to be literary again, sweat." ”

Cosmetics salesman girl: "Xia Xia is shooting so well!" ”

The young man of the meat department salesman: "Hehe, pork is king!" ”

High school classmate D: "Asha is doing well in the supermarket." I have time to come to Hainan to play, our lychees are almost ripe. ”

……

Mu Hanxia leaned on the counter, looking at it happily, and He Jing passed by with two big durians in his hand. She is a salesperson in the fruit department, and she takes a deep breath and throws the durian on the shelf. Then he came to Mu Hanxia's side, looked at it twice, and muttered: "You know that you are poor and happy!" ”

Mu Hanxia put down his phone: "Can't I be happy if I'm poor?" ”

He Jing sneered, glanced at the decent sushi she made, and couldn't help but sigh: "Why do you always apply for a change of department, in exchange for a change." ”

Mu Hanxia had a straight face: "Don't you know? My career goal is to master the seventy-two stunts of the supermarket......"

"you!" He Jing interrupted her, smiled, and said in a low voice, "Don't think I don't know, you want to climb up." Your self-examined undergraduate diploma has come down, it's still Jiangcheng University. Hmph, you're beautiful. In the future, if you climb up, don't forget me......"

Mu Hanxia was embarrassed: "However, as the saying goes, all wives of chaff have to go down to ......"

He Jing was rewarded on her head.

——

The general manager of the Jiangcheng Second Ring Road store of Leya Supermarket is called Meng Gang, 35 years old, single and divorced.

He always arrives at the office early every day and starts to take charge of the supermarket's operations throughout the day. I often work late and leave work with those salesmen and cashiers. Although the salespeople did not dare to talk to him, everyone knew that it was under his leadership that this supermarket could rank first in operating income in Central China for many years.

On this day, Meng Gang, as usual, convened a weekly meeting of management cadres from various departments. The morning sun was still warm, and everyone sat around the table in the large conference room. Meng Gang sat in the main seat, holding a cloud of cigarette between his fingers, smoking unhurriedly. The sun fell on his square brow, and his already tall figure gave him a slightly rugged majesty.

The atmosphere was originally calm and serious. But when it was the marketing manager's turn to speak, someone smiled faintly.

Because the marketing manager brought a piece of news: Cheng Weiwei, the chairman of the board of directors and marketing director of Yongzheng Supermarket, the rival of the competition, had a car accident last night. Although not life-threatening, the injuries are serious.

"Yongzheng just announced that he was going to face us1. 5 kilometers to open a new store, they took the land on the second ring road, but the marketing director who was in charge of the preparation of the new store had a car accident. The director of the office said indifferently, "I think their new store is going to be delayed." ”

The purchasing manager was a little hotter and sneered and said, "To be honest, I don't sympathize with them." We are doing a good job here, and Yongzheng sees that our performance is good, so we have to open a store across the street, fight with us, and steal business. Say something you shouldn't say, you deserve it! ”

Everyone was gossiping, and they were all a little gloating. Meng Gang sat on the main seat, although he did not speak, he was never a benevolent and kind person, and the corners of his mouth occasionally showed a smile.

"Mr. Meng." The marketing manager said thoughtfully, "I heard that Cheng Weiwei was in a car accident this time, and a friend of hers was a helper she hired back from the United States to help her run her new store." ”

"The United States?" Someone asked, "Who is it?" ”

"It seems to be Cheng Weiwei's college classmate, a young man in his twenties."

"Heh......" someone laughed and said to Meng Gang, "Mr. Meng, Miss Qianjin brought her college classmates back to fight, Yongzheng is really a bad hand this time." ”

Everyone laughed, Meng Gang also smiled slightly, and said: "Don't take it lightly, Yongzheng's operation has always been stable, and several new stores opened in other cities have recently performed well." When they open their stores, they still have to be fully prepared to beat them down. By the way, what is the name of the helper Cheng Weiwei invited back? ”

The marketing manager thought for a moment and replied, "It seems to be called ...... Lin Mochen. ”

——

Near noon, Mu Hanxia saw off a customer and sat down behind the counter to take a nap.

She slept so badly last night, and it was only natural for her to be sleepy. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she yawned heavily and closed her eyes with tears in her eyes.

After a while, her head jerked down and she woke up. When he opened his eyes and looked around, he was about to continue sleeping, but he saw a few rows of freezers at a glance, and Meng Gang and his assistant were standing there.

Mu Hanxia woke up suddenly, immediately sat up straight, looked serious, and reached out to tidy up the sushi on the counter. It was as if it was someone else who was napping just now.

She didn't look up, only felt that Meng Gang's gaze seemed to be still in this direction. The scorching, like his man, is deep and deep. After a while, she raised her eyes and saw that they were gone.

Mu Hanxia breathed a sigh of relief. I thought that Meng Gang visited the store every day, and he had to see so many counters and so many waiters, maybe he didn't even look at her.

As a result, it didn't take long for Meng Gang's assistant Xiao Chen to go and return, standing behind the counter, smiling amiably: "Mu Hanxia, Mr. Meng asked you to go to his office." ”

——

The offices of the leaders and cadres are just above the supermarket. And Meng Gang's office is at the end of the fourth floor of the top floor.

It's not the first time Mu Hanxia has come.

The last time, three years ago, she was recruited into this supermarket as a salesperson. Among the more than 20 people in the same period, Meng Gang only summoned her alone.

At that time, Meng Gang's appearance and dress had hardly changed from now. Flat-headed, tall, wears a short short-sleeved shirt and trousers, and wears a good watch. His eyebrows and eyes are dark and hard, and he often has a cigarette between his fingers. The first time Mu Hanxia met, he noticed his fingers, which were full, hard, and dark, with thick calluses.

And Mu Hanxia still remembers the brief words he said to her that day: "Little girl, I have read your resume." Although you only have high Chinese, you are the best sixth high school graduate in the city. Do a good job with me, and there will be opportunities in the future. ”

……

Meng Gangqi, graduated from secondary school, has no background. It's all on his own, all the way up, from a supermarket salesperson, to a regular employee, a supervisor, a manager, ...... In the end, he became the leader of this supermarket.

He is the goal of many people in this supermarket.

It's also woody and summery.

Gently pushing open the hidden door, Mu Hanxia looked up and saw Meng Gang sitting behind his desk, and in the goldfish bowl next to him, the water pump was bubbling. He held a teacup in his hand, and the room had a light smell of tea and smoke. Seeing Mu Hanxia knocking on the door and coming in, he only smiled slightly: "Sit." ”

Mu Hanxia sat down a little embarrassed, thinking that the big boss would not bring her up just because she was napping. For this kind of thing, just notify the supervisor to reprimand her.

Her heart raced a little abruptly.

As a result, Meng Gang asked in the first sentence: "Didn't sleep well last night?" ”

His voice was low and gentle, and it sounded without reproach. Mu Hanxia's face turned a little red, but she heard the splash in the fish tank very clearly in her ears, she lowered her head and replied softly: "Well, Mr. Meng, I won't next time." ”

She was still wearing a red uniform, but she was just going upstairs to see Meng Gang, taking off her hat and revealing a supple ponytail. Xu was in a hurry, or because she was nervous, a layer of fine sweat soaked her forehead. And because of the white complexion, the face and neck are all as delicate as ivory, slightly soaked, revealing a little moist red. She kept her head down, her plain dark eyes drooping, but her eyelashes looked thick and long. The same white hands fell to his side and clenched lightly into fists.

After a while, she heard Meng Gang say, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Meng doesn't want to blame you for this today." Just pay attention to it later. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Meng." The corners of Mu Hanxia's mouth secretly curved, and he immediately put it down again, looking up at him with a straight face, "Then Mr. Meng is looking for me......"

Meng Gang stared at her: "Your self-examination undergraduate diploma has come down?" ”

Mu Hanxia smiled embarrassedly: "Well, I got it a few days ago." ”

Meng Gang also smiled, picked up the tea and took a sip slowly: "What are your plans for the future?" ”

Mu Hanxia looked at his expression and replied tentatively: "I applied to the human resources department before, and I want to work in the marketing department......

"I've approved it."

Mu Hanxia was stunned for a moment, and the great joy, but mixed with a little sweet and bitter joy, suddenly came out of his heart.

"Mr. Meng, I'm ......" she paused and bent down deeply to him, "Thank you, thank you." ”

"Usually you can talk a lot, but today you stuttered?" Meng Gang's deep eyes also had a little smile, and he nodded at her: "Little girl, do a good job." ”

Mu Hanxia's whole person was still in a happy mood, but he replied: "Mr. Meng, I am twenty-two years old, not a little girl." ”

"So young, not a little girl in front of me?" He said.

——

A month later.

Because the work at hand needs to be handed over, and the fresh food department has been busy recently, Mu Hanxia has to stand guard in the supermarket for a few more days before he can go to the marketing department.

It was a sunny and quiet morning. In the past few days, Mu Hanxia has been working at the pastry counter and is very idle. However, she was an idle person, and soon began to learn how to make biscuits from her master.

At this time, there are still very few customers in the supermarket. The loudspeaker above the head plays Eason Chan's "Ten Years". Mu Hanxia hummed softly, her singing was very unpleasant, in He Jing's words, "I can't find a tune like a child".

The glass of the counter reflects the soft light, and the thick and warm aroma drills into the nose. Mu Hanxia bent down and put a plate of freshly baked cookies into it. As soon as he sang "Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you don't belong to my ......", I saw a pair of straight long legs appear in front of the counter.

The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he stood there motionless.

Mu Hanxia's biscuits hadn't been put away yet, and he wasn't in a hurry to get up, so he said happily: "Sir, what do you want to buy?" This is a freshly baked cookie, try it? ”

The biscuits were just learned to be made, and although they looked a little plain and square, they tasted good.

"Such ugly cookies, will they poison me?" The man said.

Mu Hanxia was slightly stunned, raised his head, and bumped into a pair of dark and gloomy eyes.