Chapter 8 Risha in the face of malicious evaluation

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The alarm clock emits a loud alarm when the hand stays at 7:30.

Shimatani grabbed the alarm clock and threw it into the bedboard drawer, then struggled under the covers for another four or five minutes before yawning and sitting up.

I just finished the weekend and weekend, and it's a new day to work. It's almost an hour and a half before the start of work.

Shimatani River brushed his teeth with his eyes half-closed, washed his face, and put on a black blazer with a white shirt and black trousers.

Then I brushed my hair with a comb, and although it would be blown away by the wind when I went out, it would look more handsome.

His home is located on the edge of the Moriyama area, and the drive along the straight arrow towards the city center will take you past Hisaya Odori Park, where there is a tall camphor tree.

The camphor tree plays an important role in Nagoya.

In the 47th year of the Showa era, it was selected as the "City Tree" among seven candidate trees.

If you drive a Toyota through Hisaya Odori Park, you can see the Nagoya TV Tower 180 meters in the distance.

This TV tower, the island's oldest completed and historic radio tower, is one of the landmarks of downtown Nagoya.

Of course, there are also pleasing sights, such as the "Pingzao Elementary School", where you can see the path every morning when you pass by this straight road.

At the school gate, there are many teachers and students going in and out at this time.

On the zebra crossing, two whitewashed schoolgirls hold hands, wearing white shirts and gray pleated skirts, and a matching small hat on their heads.

From a distance, under their gray pleated skirts are a pair of graceful round little long legs....

Belch....

'Sin, sin...'

Hurriedly throwing away the sinful thoughts that should not be there, Shimatani River gave a solemn attention salute to this group of youthful private school students on the sidewalk.

Wait for the group of elementary school students to cross the road before starting the car and continuing on.

When I arrived at the club, Risa Nagase, who had already come to the office in advance to check in, was sitting at her desk, chatting with her colleagues who had come early, and from time to time she let out a crisp laugh like a silver bell.

Before passing Mrs. Risa's exclusive workstation, Shimadanigawa habitually shouted, "Miss Risa, pour me a cup of tea." โ€

"Ah, good... Okay, please wait, Mr. Shimatani! โ€

When Shimatanigawa walked into the office, Risa Nagase, who stood up from the office chair, subconsciously breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat back in the chair with her legs bent, and the silhouette of her plump buttocks was tightly wrapped around the skirt, showing her roundness and fullness.

Waiting for Shimatanigawa to use LlNE and brush the timeilne dynamic circle for a few minutes, he suddenly paused.

His gaze stayed on a recent photo posted by Risa Nagase in the dynamic circle last night.

A photograph taken in a dimly lit room, with only a small cake lit with a candle lit, with the caption: "ๅฌขใฎ่ช•birthdayใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸ"

It wasn't until he heard a knock on the office door that Shimatani Kawa silently put down his phone.

"Master class, I've poured the tea, be careful of scalding it!"

It was Smiling Risa Nagase who came in with tea.

She was wearing a white shirt with a deep V neckline, a slender waist, and a round and full chest.

The lower body is a black straight skirt with evenly slender legs, wearing flesh-colored stockings and black stiletto pointed heels.

Walk to the desk, bend your back slightly, and lean down to put the tea on the table.

The neckline is a bit deep, snow-white, revealing a distinct 'ravine'.

This action was just enough for Shimatani River to see the snow-white scenery that was hidden by the collar.

'It's another day of facing the leprechauns!' โ€™

Seems to feel the gaze of the head of the class, Akakago, Nagase glanced at him, but he didn't care, and casually brushed the hair on his ear, which was really poking.

Shimatani retracted his bold gaze and landed his gaze on the computer screen.

He opened Google Mail and said, "Risha, I told you about the proposal you wrote last week, and the progress is very good." I asked you to send it to Minister Amuro, did she reply to you? โ€

Normally, the bola club implements Saturdays and Sundays, and the general staff rarely works through the mailbox during the holidays, unless it is an urgent matter.

However, as the middle and senior management of the club, Naami Amuro will ensure that she is always on call even if she has two days off.

The day before yesterday, that is, Saturday. Shimatani Kawa slept until noon and woke up naturally, and when she got up and looked at her phone, she received a line message from Risa Nagase.

This hard-working wife actually stayed up two nights to complete the proposal for the sales reform plan, and sent it to her work email.

Shocked, Shimatanigawa simply read it, picked a few questions and returned them for the other party to revise again, and then sent a new one to Amuro Naami for review.

Normally, regardless of whether the amendment is approved or rejected, the workaholic woman will reply to the email within a normal working day.

Hearing the affairs at work, Risa Nagase's face returned to seriousness, but her tone of voice was a little 'weak'.

"Hmm.... replied...."

"What do you say about approval?"

While blowing steaming tea, Shimatani River leaned comfortably on the office chair and admired the graceful figure of the beautiful woman in front of him.

As a result, I saw Risa Nagase open her mouth to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

He put down the teacup, and his face suddenly sank.

"Risha, have something to say!"

He likes this beautiful woman to speak directly when she has something, and he doesn't like the way the other party keeps babbling underneath, which will make him very unhappy!

"Minister Amuro's opinion is that the approval has been approved, but the minister's approval authority is second-level, and there is a standing director above, and the project has been in the process of approval since yesterday...."

Shimatani Kawa stared at the aggrieved beautiful woman, and asked angrily, "The submitted proposal is stuck in the general manager's place, why don't you tell me?" โ€

"I want to wait.... Maybe the general manager was busy yesterday and didn't see it, and I'm going to wait a little longer...."

After all, she is just a small staff, and she can't directly send a private message to the senior leader to ask the other party if she has seen her email....

Thinking about it like this, Risa Nagase felt a little aggrieved in her heart, but she couldn't say this, which was disrespectful to her boss.

Perhaps guessing what Risa Nagase was thinking, Shimatani asked her to go back to her workstation first, while she sat in her seat and thought about it.

The "Managing Director" is a Managing Director, who holds a position higher than the "General Manager" and lower than the "Senior Director", and is mainly responsible for the management and execution of daily business and assisting the President.

There are many questions about the management and execution of the operations of the Division, especially the operational reforms, and the general opinion is very important in the adoption of opinions.

When it was time to eat at noon, Shimatani saw that Risa Nagase was missing from the workstation.

He looked left and right, only to find that the woman was holding an evaluation form in her hand and walked back from the elevator exit with a lost face.

"Risha, what's going on?"

"No...."

"Is it related to the business case?"

Risa Nagase is just a clerk, and most of the work can be completed on the main floor. The only thing that can let her run the floor to deal with is the one who has been the chief writer of the project recently.

Shimatani Kawa reached out and snatched the evaluation form in the other party's hand, and just glanced at it, he couldn't help frowning.

There are not many problems in the evaluation of the business case, and more of it is a "secret attack" against herself.

"Women shouldn't return to the family at this age, but they are still in the workplace, do they want to be leaders? Dream! โ€

"Who approved you for the project? A newcomer knows what business marketing is?! โ€

"I looked at it, it's too individualistic, narrow-minded!"

is full of comments criticizing her, and anyone who reads it will tremble with anger.

It's no wonder that when I first saw Risa Nagase, there was dissatisfaction and disappointment in her eyes.

In island nations at the beginning of the 21st century, it is not unthinkable or difficult for women to hold management positions or project leaders.

Being a lifelong employee and watching men of the same age rise step by step is the fate of 99% of professional women.

Therefore, Risa Nagase, who has always been very sensitive to money, is finally in charge of a project alone, and after completing it, she looks forward to a promotion and salary increase, which is of course very charming.

I worked hard to write a plan all night on the weekend, but not only was it not approved by my superiors, but I also received a malicious evaluation.

"Lesson... Section manager, can you give me back the evaluation form? Risa Nagase bit her lip tightly.

Her voice was so soft that only Shimatani River could hear her.

obviously looks pitiful, coupled with that gentle tone, it is undoubtedly provocative.

But at this time, Shimatanigawa didn't think too much, but returned the evaluation form and said with relief:

"You didn't say it was so unbearable, now that women are old, the old-fashioned idea of getting married and returning to the family has long been swept into the antique pile."

"I'll leave the business plan to me, so let's go to lunch first."

With that, he turned around and walked in the direction of the elevator.

Looking at the man who walked away, Risa Nagase came back to her senses, brushed the hair that fell from her ears, and showed a gentle smile.

"Thank you, Tutor."