It's a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and in the afternoon the sky is drizzling and misty, and there are a few middle-aged men sitting in the conference room of a large furniture factory. In the center is a man with a short beard, about forty years old, and extremely handsome. I saw him turn slightly to look at the fashionable woman sitting next to him and said, "Manager Ding, how about you be responsible for the expansion of the mahogany furniture market in Suzhou?" ”

"Okay, no problem, Mr. Chen." The woman known as Manager Ding nodded.

"Manager Qu, you are in charge of the mahogany furniture market in Nanjing." Chen Xiang looked at a tall and thin man sitting across from him, with bright eyes and a man who was about thirty-five or sixteen years old.

"Okay, Mr. Chen." The tall, thin man surnamed Qu replied.

"Xiao Gao, you are still in charge of the Shanghai area." Chen Xiang looked at the man who was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old and looked a little chubby with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Okay!" Xiao Gao answered in a muffled voice, pursed his mouth, and wrote something in the notebook.

"Okay, then let's divide the labor like this. Xiao Xu didn't come today, he was still in charge of the Nantong and Taizhou markets. Chen Xiang paused, scanned everyone with his eyes, and said without anger: "You first start to investigate the market situation in the area you are responsible for, and each of you will hand over the planning plan to me this Friday." Just after the New Year, the furniture off-season, this month's target is set less, Suzhou and Shanghai markets are 5 million, Nanjing Nantong and Taizhou markets are 3 million. ”

After a pause, Chen Xiang moved his arm on the desk, raised his eyes and asked, "Do you have any questions?" ”

"Nope." Xiao Gao replied, Manager Ding wrote something in the notebook with a pen, looked up and asked, "Mr. Chen, is our Suzhou market going to add a new store this year?" ”

"Yes, we are currently negotiating." Chen Xiang paused, glanced at everyone and said, "Not only Suzhou, but also Shanghai may add a store this year, and they are all under negotiation." ”

"I heard that it was a rented separate building. Is it, Mr. Chen? Manager Ding asked.

"Yes." Chen Xiang nodded at Manager Ding, looked at everyone and said, "If there are no other problems, let's get busy." ”

The managers walked out of Chen Xiang's office.

It turned out that Chen Xiang and Wang Yan had returned to their hometown with their children. He has already applied for a job as marketing director for a mahogany furniture company. As if remembering something, Chen Xiang picked up his mobile phone and dialed Wang Yan.

"Hey." Wang Yan's neutral female voice came from the other end of the phone. I don't know why, more than ten years have passed, once the two are not in the same place, Chen Xiang still likes to listen to Wang Yan's voice.

"Has the child's school registration been completed?" Chen Xiang asked.

"Just called the teacher, and it's done." Wang Yan on the other end of the phone said.

"How's it going, are you still comfortable at work?" Chen Xiang asked Wang Yandao.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Wang Yan walked out of the office and said. This is a vocational college, and Wang Yan has realized her dream of being a teacher, where she teaches economics and management courses. "How are you?" Wang Yan paused and asked Chen Xiang.

"It's nothing, manage the market, do sales." Chen Xiang replied casually.

"Is it stressful?" Wang Yan asked.

"What's bigger? It's not like I haven't done it before. Chen Xiang said nonchalantly.

"The mahogany furniture you make now is different from the custom furniture we used to make, and the audience should be different." Wang Yan answered.

"It's all about the same, this company is big, there are stores, there are old customers, and the overall market is not bad." Chen Xiang said.

"Well, you work for others, don't make you look like the boss, be careful when you speak." Wang Yan admonished. She knew that Chen Xiang's tone of voice was accustomed to a commanding tone.

"It's okay, I know." Chen Xiang paused and said, "It's better to go to work easily, don't worry so much." ”

"Well, I'm going to class, hang up first." Wang Yan raised his wrist, looked at his watch and said.

"Okay, let's go." Chen Xiang said and hung up the phone.

Wang Yan walked back to the office, put her phone on silent and put it in her pocket. Pick up the textbooks and preparation materials and walk to the classroom.

In another middle school, Rong Rong was sitting in the classroom, listening carefully to the teacher's lecture.

In the kindergarten, Xiaomu is playing racket ball with other children.

It turns out that life is really more than just a style.

In this small southern city, there are no skyscrapers, Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City, but Chen Xiang and Wang Yan both feel that this slow life makes them feel grounded.