The correct way to wash a female ghost's hair
After eating and drinking her fill and cleaning up, Nan Yehe went to the company ahead of time.
After working for a while, she asked Hao Yuan to bring her a glass of water.
Hao Yuan went out for a while. When she came back and put down her cup, she glanced at Nan Yehe and tentatively said, "President Nan, I remember your birthday is on Saturday, right?"
Nan Yehe raised an eyebrow, her eyes still glued to the screen.
"There's a great movie having a preview screening this week, and I figured you haven't had a break in a while, so I brought you two movie tickets." Hao Yuan placed the two movie tickets on the table, revealing a cautious yet warm smile.
Nan Yehe didn't even look up, coldly asking, "What is it?"
Hao Yuan took a deep breath and smiled, "I'd like to ask for leave on Saturday. My brother is getting married, and I don't want to miss it."
Nan Yehe was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Then you can just ask for leave directly. Why bring movie tickets?"
This isn't a big problem, but it makes her seem like a perverted person who bullies her subordinates and only releases them if she accepts gifts from them.
Hao Yuan smiled mysteriously: "You've been having a lucky streak with your love life lately, so I figured going to the movies would be a safe bet. Plus, this movie has a respectable theme, and I even managed to snag some premiere tickets. You two can go together and maybe even get some unexpected surprises."
Um?
Nan Yehe looked at the two tickets: "Premiere tickets are hard to get. Did you buy their stock?"
Hao Yuan glared at her: "No way, this is one of my birthday gifts for you. I'm going to work now, please continue."
She quickly turned around, closed the door, and left, leaving the position to Nan Yehe.
Nan Yehe glanced at the movie tickets on the table. The movie title looked familiar; she felt like she had seen it somewhere before.
“Tales from both sides of the strait… Isn’t this a film we produced?” Xu Jiu picked up one of the films. “This is Yang Lai’s first time on the big screen. You investigated her before.”
No wonder she looked familiar. Hao Yuan is really interesting. She talks about having good luck in love, but the film she chose is about cross-strait relations. She really put a lot of thought into it.
"It's your birthday the day after tomorrow, how about we go out and have some fun?" Xu Jiu sat on the table, raised his hand and waved the movie tickets, tilting his head to look at her.
Nan Yehe decisively refused, "I don't celebrate my birthday, and I work on Saturdays."
However, her birthday is quite similar to hers, Xu Jiu thought of that unlucky dress.
Since that painful birthday experience, I don't think I've celebrated my birthday much anymore.
"How boring must I be, stuck in your office like this?" Xu Jiu pouted.
Oh.
Nan Yehe sneered: "You weren't like this when you went to scare Ding Jingyi last time."
She estimated that she could have floated this far long ago, but she just hadn't told her.
Xu Jiu put down the movie ticket: "I was just saying, after all, it is really quite boring. My problem right now is that I am alive, but I can't do anything."
After all, her matter cannot be accomplished by one person alone; it requires the cooperation of many people, but she cannot go directly to them now.
She might enjoy a day or two of leisure, but too much leisure would be torture for her.
Nan Yehe couldn't bear to see someone idling around while she was working, so seeing her like that, she decided to find her something to do.
“Well, it’s not a good idea for you to just stay here. You should wander around outside and tell me what those people are doing, then come back and report to me.”
"Hmm?" Xu Jiu asked skeptically, "You want me to tattle?"
Nan Yehe typed on the keyboard, her tone indifferent: "Wasn't your previous job similar? Making the most of everything."
Xu Jiu felt that Nan Yehe was always mocking her, so she had to show her what she could actually do, and readily agreed.
Nan Yehe was a little surprised, but she was too busy to pay attention to her.
At noon, Nan Yehe was about to go out for lunch when she passed by the elevator and saw Xu Jiu standing in front of an employee, writing something in a notebook.
Nan Yehe shook her head, unsure of what it felt like to be watched by a ghost, and went to eat.
It was afternoon again, and Nan Yehe went to a meeting. While in the meeting room, she noticed that Xu Jiu had already started taking notes on the president. She was now really curious about what she was going to come up with.
Around 10 p.m., Xu Jiu stopped and came back to find her.
"The investigation is complete. Do you want to see the data? Those that violated your company's regulations." Xu Jiu tossed the notebook over, his expression flat.
Nan Yehe took a look and realized that the laziness wasn't actually that serious, it was just... crying? The number of times she cried was actually quite a lot.
"Is the person crying an intern?" Nan Yehe asked subconsciously.
Working here is stressful and challenging, and it's normal for newcomers to struggle at first.
"No, there was only one person crying today, it seems to be someone from the marketing department, who seems to have encountered some relationship problems," Xu Jiu said meaningfully.
When Nan Yehe was in the marketing department, Liu Wuyao was the first person she thought of.
“He went to the bathroom and cried all day today. He looked so pitiful.” Xu Jiu sighed as if she were saying, “You know, a perfectly good person, and then he acts like this because of a little relationship trouble. It’s really pathetic.”
Wait a minute, Nan Yehe realized the crux of the problem: "You went into our company's men's restroom?"
Xu Jiu retorted confidently, "So what? Did the surveillance cameras record it? It's useless without evidence."
Nan Yehe was helpless and speechless: "You're ruining the reputation of ghosts. It's not easy for someone to seek justice now, saying that ghosts are also clean and don't want to guard the toilet. If you do this, you probably won't be able to clear your name in the future."
Anyway, that's how it is. Xu Jiu didn't want to explain any further and continued, "I was thinking, how can a big company like yours not pay attention to the mental state of its employees? I've been running to the toilet to cry eight hundred times a day, and no one has come to care about me."
"By the way, that person seemed to be Tao Qiong's husband. I saw him crying while making a phone call, he was crying so pitifully, but the other end was heartless and actually hung up on him." Xu Jiu couldn't help but laugh as he said the last sentence.
"It really is Liu Wuyao," Nan Yehe chuckled inwardly. "I've already said that I'll have to wear this hat properly sooner or later."
By the way, no one comforted him. I guess it's because he usually offends too many people, and nobody wants to get involved with him.
“Our company provides psychological counseling for its employees,” Nan Yehe decided to explain first.
"All in all, it was a pretty interesting day, especially the last part..." Xu Jiu brushed a strand of Nan Yehe's hair aside, "and managed to fool you."
There were really no surprises.
Nan Yehe finished her work expressionlessly.
"So what's the point of you making up that paragraph?" She started packing her things.
Xu Jiu shook his head: "I didn't make this up. For us in the media, the most important thing is to be honest."
"You're talking nonsense," Nan Yehe couldn't help but rudely retort.
"You don't believe me? I'm telling the truth. Manager Liu did cry all day—but it was because of an eye problem. Besides, I'm not the one who brought up this topic; you're the one who wanted to know."
That was indeed the case; she noticed the crying first, and then Xu Jiu began to explain.
Xu Jiu picked up a pen: "Those who do news are the same. Indeed, who doesn't want to make a big news story? But it's not good to be too straightforward. If everyone is making headlines, then the audience will lose interest. Anyway, it's all fake, so who will watch it?"
"So, you have to learn to let the audience grasp the theme themselves, instead of always trying to read it for them." She started twirling her pen, her expression vivid: "But the theme can't be too deep either. Nowadays, people don't want to read if there are too many words or too long explanations. It's best if the theme is a bit far-fetched, related to reality, but not too cliché."
Crying is actually quite common among a variety of phenomena, and the numbers behind it are not as high as those that are lazy, but when the two are combined, the effect is stronger than others.
"So, it's not me who's indulging me, it's you."
Xu Jiu put down his pen, moved closer to Nan Yehe, and looked into her eyes: "I just want to tell you that no one does their job because they have nothing better to do. Today I can spread rumors about a sick person being troubled by love, and tomorrow I can spread rumors about you being a piece of trash that everyone hates."
Nan Yehe looked at her calmly.
“Of course, all I can do is expand on a certain part.” Xu Jiu pinched Nan Yehe’s cheek. “I can make black seem white, but I can’t turn black into white. Without factual basis, I can’t do anything.”
After all, professional competence is paramount, and core strengths cannot be erased.
She said a lot of things, but in the end, she got a beating from Nan Yehe.
Who told her to pinch her cheek!
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