126 Work Crisis
“It’s all in the past.”
Pei Zhen could not stand him sighing.
They had been acquainted for so many years and knew each other well.
He poured so wine into Lin Kanglu’s glass. “Drink this glass and we’ll forget about you not keeping in touch with us for so long.”
“Cheers?”
Lin Kanglu smiled and finished his glass of wine.
He grabbed a handful of peanuts and ate it to suppress the spiciness in his throat. “Do you two want to eat sothing else?”
“I can’t eat anymore.”
“I think another bag of peanuts will co in handy.”
Seeing him put the peanuts on the plate, Pei Zhen exchanged glances with Chu Kui. “When do you plan to et Hongyuan?”
“I don’t plan to.”
“Are you still angry with him?”
Lin Kanglu said nothing.
He thought of Lin Hongyuan, whom he had given a cold shoulder ti and ti again, and his heart did not soften at all.
“Old Lin, he’s your son after all!” Chu Kui saw through his emotions and quickly said, “No grudge between a father and a son is too big to be resolved.”
Pei Zhen chid in, “We can understand how you feel, but who hasn’t made mistakes when they were young? You’re already so old. Do you still want to hide in this village for the rest of your life?”
“Hongyuan has been married for so long, but you haven’t even seen his wife. If word gets out, how do you expect people to think about her?”
“That’s right, you’re being unreasonable!”
If not for Lin Kanglu waving his hand to interrupt them, they would have continued.
“Alright.” He wiped the corner of his mouth. “I’ll think about it. Give so ti.”
Feeling that there was a chance, Pei Zhen and Chu Kui sensibly changed the topic to talk about his birthday instead.
The laughter they let out was accompanied by a breeze that brushed past the ears of the three people in the courtyard.
Chu Yuzhou, who was leaning against the chair, had a blade of foxtail grass in his mouth. “What are they talking about?”
“Do you want to go in and listen?”
“Forget it. I don’t want to move.”
Lin Jiao looked at his flushed face. “Do you want so hangover soup? I’ll cook it for you.”
“No need.” He folded his hands behind his head. “I just get flushed easily, but I’m actually not drunk.”
“Is your heart beating fast?”
“Not at all.”
“That’s good.” Lin Jiao was relieved.
She yawned and leaned into Pei Zhi’s arms, the pleasant afternoon sun shining on her face through the leaves. “Uncle, I’ll sleep for a while.”
“You’ll catch a cold if you sleep here.”
“But I want to bask in the sun.”
Pei Zhi went into the bedroom to find two blankets.
He first threw one to Chu Yuzhou before carrying her to lie on the other recliner. “When should I call you?”
“In forty minutes.”
“Then I’ll set an alarm.”
“Yes.” Lin Jiao leaned against his chest.
She listened to his heartbeat and closed her eyes, slowly drifting into an undisturbed slumber.
The sound of insects and birds chirping lingered in her ears. The birds resting on the branches flapped their wings, casting a shadow over the sleeping face.
The golden egg hanging in the sky gradually fell from the west as ti passed, leaving only so afterglow to illuminate the mountains.
The rcedes-Benz parked by the field drove along the mountain path towards the bustling city as night fell.
#
Monday’s bustle began with the morning eting.
The employees sitting around the conference room listened to Pan Jun in front of the projector and pointed out a series of questions.
He looked at the employees and then at Lin Jiao. “There’s a big problem with the proposal you handed in last week.”
“In what way?”
“Your writing is too ponderous and easy to get tired of. There isn’t enough content for the clients to see.”
“I don’t think I have the problem you’re talking about.” Lin Jiao put down her fountain pen and retorted humbly.
She t Pan Jun’s gaze. “The clients we’re dealing with this ti are different. All the important details must be included.”
Pan Jun caught the gazes that others threw at him, and for the first ti, he felt challenged.
He said calmly, “It’s indeed necessary, but you included way beyond that is needed.”
“Have you really seen my proposal?”
“I’ve seen every single one of the proposals you guys submitted seriously. There’s no need to doubt that.”
Lin Jiao wanted to laugh.
She said calmly, “According to the procedure, the proposal I submitted will only be handed to you after Manager Wu approves it, right?”
Pan Jun understood what she ant.
He glanced at Wu Xiuwen beside him. “Your proposal this ti will not be used.”
“But there’s nothing wrong with it at all.”
“It’s good for young people to be confident, but from a professional point of view, you still need to improve and learn.”
Lin Jiao frowned.
She sensed a deep aning to his words and had a bad feeling. “What do you an?”
“From now on, learn from your colleagues for a period of ti. You don’t have to write anything for the ti being.”
Pan Jun’s words made the eting room fall silent.
The surrounding employees felt that it was unfair, but most of them had no intention of standing up for Lin Jiao.
Only Wu Xiuwen and Zheng Yi stood up.
The forr said in an impartial manner, “Lin has always been outstanding at her job. I don’t think she needs to learn.”
The latter said likewise, “I’ve seen her proposal too. I really didn’t find anything wrong with it.”
Pan Jun’s expression turned even uglier.
He put down the docunts in his hand impatiently and placed his hands on the table. “I asked her to learn for her own good, not to harm her!”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t accept your good intentions.”
“You…”
“Pan Jun!” A sharp female voice sounded.
A plump middle-aged woman pushed open the door of the conference room and glared at him angrily.
She took out a stack of photos from her bag and threw them on the conference table for all the employees to see. “Is this why you insist on divorcing ?”
“What nonsense are you talking about?!”
“The evidence is here, but you still refuse to admit it?”
Pan Jun hurriedly grabbed the photos, his eyes filled with panic. “Don’t fra with PSed photos.”
“Isn’t she in your company? Ask her to co out and confront ! Do you dare?!”
“Get out of here!”
“That says it all.” She crossed her arms. “Let tell you, Pan Jun, just wait and see how I ruin your life.”
Pan Jun was afraid that the matter would blow up, so he dragged her to the office next door and slamd the door.
After they left, the remaining employees picked up the photos. When they saw who the ho-wrecker was, they couldn’t help but exclaim.
“It’s actually Zhao Lan?”
“Oh my gosh!”
“How did these two get together? I never saw them talk with each other.”
“They hid it well.”
“I’m afraid he’s finished this ti.”
After watching the good show, Wu Xiuwen put away the photos and ended the morning eting early.
He called out to Lin Jiao, “Lin Jiao, everyone knows how good you are at your job. Don’t take what he said to heart.”
“I know.” Lin Jiao’s anger dissipated when his wife appeared.
She guessed what would happen to Pan Jun and said with a smile, “You’re more suitable to manage the planning departnt than him.”
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