Chapter 13 [13]

work overtime

Mingyue meal vouchers can be redeemed for cash, but very few people do so.

Firstly, the application process is cumbersome, requiring multiple levels of approval; secondly, the cash discount is only half, making it far from a good deal.

However, Luo Qingyue is different.

Two days into her new job, with nothing assigned to her, Cheng Wang told her about it and immediately filled out and submitted the application form.

She didn't care about the amount of money; she just wanted to work for Lu Mingxiao and squeeze every last drop out of him.

Of course, not going to the cafeteria also has its drawbacks.

Being separated from the main group meant less interaction with colleagues.

Luo Qingyue's office has twenty people, and each workstation is surrounded by four walls, making it independent and private.

The L-shaped wooden tabletop is flanked by storage cabinets of varying heights on both sides, creating a spacious interior.

However, the rapid, dense typing on the keyboard and the clicking of the mouse still made the atmosphere seem monotonous and dull.

That afternoon, Luo Qingyue looked at the materials Xu Jie had given her for a while, and then went to the tea room for the third time.

Standing by the window, breathing in the fresh air, I finally felt reborn and started chatting with Jingxi on WeChat.

【Crescent Moon】: As expected of Lu Mingxiao's soldiers, each one is like a high-speed rotating machine.

【Crescent Moon】: Working overtime until 9 or 10 pm, yet still appearing energetic the next day, as if injected with chicken blood.

【Crescent Moon】: Moreover, according to my secret observation, they actually do not slack off. In fact, there are two or three of them who seem to be welded to their chairs. I have never seen them leave the office.

Enjoy going to work. This is the principle that Luo Qingyue adheres to.

Therefore, when she opened the Western restaurant, she paid special attention to the physical and mental well-being of her employees.

Even during the later stages of a business downturn, she personally organized card games and led everyone in playing board games, aiming to create a joyful atmosphere.

In contrast, Mingyue can only be described as lifeless.

Luo Qingyue returned to her office with her water glass in hand, tiptoed through the corridor, returned to her workstation, pouted, and quickly put on her headphones.

Three days of leisure passed.

On the fourth day, Luo Qingyue had just arrived and put down her bag when Xu Jie called her over and assigned her a task.

"Here is the sales and channel data fed back from 100 stores nationwide in May, including multiple dimensions such as vehicle sales, test drive conversion rate, color preference, and supply and demand matching. What we need to do now is to upload this data to Mingyue's self-developed big data analysis platform."

Luo Qingyue sat next to Xu Jie, listening to her talk while taking notes in her notebook.

Xu Jie clicked the mouse and opened the blue platform icon on the computer desktop: "Enter your username and password to log in, click the upload button, select the category, and then subdivide it to the store. Let me do it once, and you can take a look."

Luo Qingyue watched Xu Jie operate the machine intently.

Finally, I heard her say, "Just submit it before noon tomorrow."

Uploading data is a foolproof operation with zero technical requirements; all that's needed is to be meticulous and patient.

Finally, she had a chance to shine. Luo Qingyue confidently declared, "I'll get it done before I leave work tonight."

Xu Jie paused for two seconds: "Okay."

After saying that, she added, "Print out the document; it will be more convenient to read the paper copy."

Xu Jie's workstation is to Luo Qingyue's right, across the aisle.

Luo Qingyue moved her office chair back, put down her notebook and pen, and dragged the folder Xu Jie had given her into the computer in the printing room via the local area network.

The printing room was a glass partition behind the office area. Luo Qingyue got up and walked over.

Xu Jie had already taught her how to use the printer step by step. Now, she stood in front of the computer and opened a folder.

One hundred PDF files, each from one hundred stores.

Luo Qingyue clicked on each one, pressed Ctrl+P, and the printer started running, making a hissing sound.

She bent over and clicked the mouse very quickly, but because of the large number of clicks, the soreness in her fingertips gradually became apparent.

The air was thick with the unpleasant smell of ink, and Luo Qingyue frowned deeply. Even with the air conditioner blowing blasts, her forehead was still covered in sweat.

Half an hour later, after finishing the last document, she stood up with a sigh of relief, shaking her arms with a serious expression. Turning around, she walked to the upright printer, picked up the stack of printed papers, and her wandering gaze suddenly focused and stopped.

The top page was blank, so she quickly flipped down, but it was still blank.

Luo Qingyue couldn't help but question her life until the last dozen or so pages when the document's contents were finally revealed in black text.

She immediately sought help from Xu Jie, but the problem wasn't that the printer was out of ink; it was beyond Xu Jie's understanding. She had no choice but to contact a technician through the company's group chat.

The deliveryman arrived ten minutes later.

After checking, we told Luo Qingyue: "The toner cartridge contacts are not making good contact with the printer. It's a minor problem; just replace it."

He worked quickly and efficiently, then showed the printed test page to Luo Qingyue: "Perfectly solved."

Everyone has their own expertise, Luo Qingyue thanked the young man.

After working for half a day, only a dozen or so pieces of information were valid, and the rest had to be reprinted.

After seeing the people off, she opened the documents one by one with a grumpy expression and repeated the previous steps.

Just as she opened the tenth copy from the bottom, He Jiale walked in.

Luo Qingyue was so tired that she had no strength to speak and didn't want to talk to him, but she heard He Jiale's incredulous question.

"Don't you know such a simple common sense that individual PDFs can be combined into one file for printing?"

People can make themselves laugh when they're speechless.

Luo Qingyue slowly turned her head to look at He Jiale: "Silence is the best cosmetic procedure for men."

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After the worst comes the best.

A good mindset determines a good woman's life.

Anger from work will inevitably become a breeding ground for nodules.

Kapibala...exhale...inhale...

During her lunch break, Luo Qingyue lay on the table, constantly trying to mentally prepare herself.

When the time came, though reluctant, she didn't waste a moment, sat up, unlocked her computer screen, and began her afternoon tasks.

However, misfortunes never come singly; just as one wave subsided, another arose.

"I have just experienced another dark moment."

During a break from work, Luo Qingyue went to the break room and sent Jingxi a WeChat voice message: "My computer crashed halfway through data entry, and after the screen went black, I realized I forgot to save it."

Jingxi sent a horrified emoji: "Do we have to redo it again?"

"I was completely stunned."

Luo Qingyue placed the water cup on the water dispenser and pressed the dispensing button. "Luckily, Sister Xu told me that the software automatically saves every five minutes. If it weren't for this setting, I would definitely rush to Lu Mingxiao's office and smash his head in!"

"Walls have ears, keep your voice down."

After reminding her, Jingxi changed the subject, "So, do we need to work overtime today?"

"How could it not be necessary? I originally thought this job was easy to do, but I didn't expect the data on the spreadsheets to be distributed in such a mess, with each one different. My eyes were almost blinded, and I completely misjudged the workload."

Luo Qingyue screwed the lid on the cup and sighed deeply, "Every tear I shed tonight is the result of the water that got into my brain when I made that promise this morning."

Once a promise is made, it must not be broken. Luo Qingyue adheres to this principle.

Late at night, she walked out of the office building. The bleak wind lashed her face, and her head was foggy and she couldn't think straight.

The bright moonlight poured down, and Luo Qingyue stood on the steps in a daze for a while, waiting for her childhood friend to arrive and call her.

Because it was too late, taking a taxi was unsafe, and my childhood friend's home wasn't far away, I had no choice but to ask for help.

In the past, Luo Qingyue would read a few pages of comics before going to bed.

She was utterly exhausted tonight, both physically and mentally. After taking a shower, she lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and didn't even reply to the messages on her phone.

The alarm clock rang on time the next morning.

Luo Qingyue turned off the first sound, then turned to her side and continued sleeping.

She ignored the next three sounds, pulling the blanket over her head for physical isolation.

Until the last sound reached her ears, Luo Qingyue sat up abruptly in bed and took out her phone to send a message to Director Lin.

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After the mid-to-senior level meeting ended in the afternoon, Lu Mingxiao and Cheng Wang walked out of the conference room first, followed by a group of department directors.

Director Lin was positioned to the right rear. Cheng Wang suddenly seemed to remember something, turned to her, and asked, "What problem did your department's printer have yesterday?"

Luo Qingyue contacted the tech guy by tagging him in the company's group chat. Not only him, but Lu Mingxiao also knew about it and his attention was drawn to it.

Director Lin told him the truth, and then said, "Xiao Wu handled it very quickly, so don't worry, it didn't affect the work progress."

"That's good."

Cheng Wang said, "These kinds of facilities need to be maintained regularly. If something goes wrong when you need to use them, it's easy to get flustered."

It was a trivial matter, but it received special "attention" from the president.

After a moment's thought, Director Lin realized that Luo Qingyue was recruited by General Manager Cheng. He praised her in front of him, saying, "The girl you arranged is so outstanding. I heard from her mentor that she worked overtime until 11 p.m. last night and was the last one to leave the entire department."

Cheng Wang thought he had misheard, his face full of surprise: "Overtime? Luo Qingyue?"

Director Lin hummed in agreement, his eyes filled with pride.

"Luo Qingyue is hardworking, down-to-earth, and quick to learn. Our marketing center has truly struck gold."

Cheng Wang glanced at Lu Mingxiao, his expression blank, making it unclear whether he believed him or not.

A fraction of a second later, he spoke: "Is it possible that she's working overtime because she's not familiar with the work process, or that there was a mistake that needs to be fixed?"

The deep male voice that entered the ear was not as gentle as President Cheng's, but carried a hint of coldness.

Director Lin immediately realized that it was President Lu who had said those words, and his breathing faltered slightly.

Fortunately, there was a turning point: "However, these are all normal for newcomers. We need to be more patient with them and provide timely guidance. Simply praising or suppressing them is not enough to help them grow."

Director Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "What President Lu said is right. I will have a good talk with Luo Qingyue next Monday."

Lu Mingxiao glanced at his watch: "There are still two hours until I get off work. I don't think it's necessary to drag it out until next week."

He has never liked procrastination, nor does he like others to procrastinate.

Director Lin thought for a moment and said, "Luo Qingyue has taken the day off. I'll send her a WeChat message when I get back."

Lu Mingxiao: "Taking leave? What's the reason?"

Director Lin: "I'm not feeling well."

Lu Mingxiao: "Where do you feel unwell, physically or mentally?"

Mr. Lu cares about his employees, which is why he asked such detailed questions.

However, Director Lin clearly did not have such a deep understanding, and approved the leave for her after accepting the red envelope.

When his phone rang, Director Lin made an excuse to go to the stairwell to take a break.

Back on the twentieth floor, Cheng Wang followed Lu Mingxiao into his office: "Working overtime instead of abandoning your work and leaving others to clean up the mess, makes me look at Luo Qingyue with new respect."

Lu Mingxiao walked straight to his desk, recalling the events of the past.

"She has always had a sense of responsibility, but she is also quite good at catching people off guard."

"Taking leave right after starting the job sounds outrageous, but it makes perfect sense when it comes to Luo Qingyue."

As long as the reason is valid and approved by superiors, taking leave is the right of every employee, including Luo Qingyue, regardless of her start date.

Cheng Wang followed in his footsteps: "Should I send her a message to express my condolences and show Mingyue's humanistic care?"

"Anyone asking for leave still wants to see a message from the boss."

Lu Mingxiao sat down in his office chair, opened his laptop, and said without looking up, "It's nothing to be proud of. Perhaps she doesn't even want us to know."

[Author's Note]

Moon: The printer broke down and the computer crashed as soon as I arrived. This company definitely has feng shui problems!!!

Xiao: ? ? ?

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The copywriting is due tomorrow night, hehe~~~