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Zhong Qi frowned slightly, but stopped in his tracks: "Okay, tell me as soon as possible."
“This is it,” Vicky opened the file and leaned closer to Pan Yue. “Why is the company’s target market only these customers? I think our target market is not only young people, but also families and organizations.”
Pan Yue remained calm and leaned back slightly.
Zhong Qi smiled slightly: "Vicky has great insight, and this is also the direction the company is currently planning to develop. You'll find out the specific arrangements later."
Zhong Qi patted Vicky on the shoulder: "I'm in a hurry, so I'll be going now."
“Sorry, Sister Qi,” Vicky stepped aside to let you pass, “I’m just curious about this.”
"It's nothing." Zhong Qi walked towards the elevator and waved to Vicky.
Vicky turned to Pan Yue, tilting her head to one side: "Mr. Pan, may I ask you something?"
Pan Yue didn't answer directly. He took the document, glanced at it, and said, "Have you noticed the approval time for this document?"
Vicky was taken aback: "This... I didn't pay much attention."
“This is information from the year before last,” Pan Yue said, closing the file and handing it back. “In its early stages, the company was small, and MEETIN has always focused on only one niche market, right up until now.”
He turned to face Zhu Shiyi directly: "The company does plan to expand its target market positioning. The marketing department will be very busy in the coming period, and there will be a lot of work that you need to coordinate."
Zhu Shiyi was terrified and sat up straight in an instant, quickly looking directly at Pan Yue.
Yet something felt off, and his gaze began to wander.
Everything's fine. Why... is he looking at her?
Fortunately, Pan Yue turned his gaze back to Vicky and nodded slightly: "You'll have to work hard from now on."
Zhu Shiyi glanced at her again.
Vicky smiled brightly and said, "It's no trouble at all, Mr. Pan. May I add you on WeChat? I have some questions I'd like to ask you so we can coordinate our work."
Zhu Shiyi exhaled sharply, blinked rapidly a few times, grabbed the water glass beside her, and took a swig.
Vicky is so brave.
Pan Yue wouldn't refuse a capable and eager-to-learn employee, would he?
“Ask any questions now,” Pan Yue said in his usual calm tone. “If there’s work to discuss, the project manager will create a group chat.”
Zhu Shiyi was slightly taken aback, looking somewhat bewildered.
She turned her head towards Pan Yue.
Pan Yue wore a slight smile, maintaining his polite demeanor.
But the smile didn't reach his eyes.
His smile was filled with detachment.
Vicky's smile froze: "Okay, Mr. Pan."
Pan Yue suddenly turned his head.
A familiar gaze swept over me in an instant.
Zhu Shiyi felt inexplicably guilty. She awkwardly withdrew her furtive glances, staring intently at the computer screen while scrolling the mouse wheel, pretending nothing had happened.
Why are you looking at her? She's just a bystander.
"You've worked hard too," Pan Yue said, his voice slowing down.
Zhu Shiyi hesitated for a second, then couldn't help but glance in Pan Yue's direction again.
"Zhu Shiyi." Pan Yue's tone was soft, yet firm and clear, each word distinct and earnest.
Zhu Shiyi stared in disbelief, his mind going blank as if shrouded in a fog.
She forgot to look away and responded woodenly, "Eh."
“I remember you,” Pan Yue said with a slight smile, his eyes sparkling, “It was you who wrote the video script a while ago.”
The sense of alienation from the surroundings vanished.
Staring at the corners of his lips that were turned up, Zhu Shiyi felt as if she had been pulled away for a moment, perhaps... bewitched.
“Shiyi,” Vicky called out, “What are you daydreaming about? President Pan is praising you.”
Zhu Shiyi regained consciousness: "Thank you, President Pan, for remembering me."
"No need to be modest," Pan Yue said without adding anything further.
But it stirred up a thousand ripples.
......
Zhu Shiyi sat in his seat and it took him several seconds to catch his breath.
Pan Yue, in front of others...
Just like that, openly calling her that?
Although he didn't say anything.
“Oh my god,” before she could think about it, Vicky chimed in, “President Pan… is a little different from what I thought.”
"Um?"
“It’s just that I feel like there’s a distance between us, even though he’s very charming and I’m just standing in front of him,” Vicky frowned slightly, sighed, and shook her head with a pout. “It feels like he’s hard to win over and not very interesting.”
"...Is there?" Zhu Shiyi thought back carefully.
Yes, there are.
When I first met him, he seemed very serious.
But it seems... there isn't one.
Once she considered Pan Yue a friend, his image never became distant from her.
“I think President Pan is quite thoughtful,” Zhu Shiyi said.
"How did you figure that out?" Vicky wrinkled her nose, looking puzzled, and lowered her voice. "He's like a polite block of wood. I don't know if he's even romantic."
"Indeed, a man's greatest charm comes from my imagination of him!"
Zhu Shiyi's ears burned: "How did this turn into a topic of romance?"
"Fun is very important!" Vicky said, lowering her eyes.
Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, Vicky leaned closer to Zhu Shiyi, her brows relaxing and a hint of amusement creeping into her expression: "I smell gossip in the air."
Zhu Shiyi shrank back, instinctively denying, "No."
Vicky stepped back and chuckled softly, "Nothing much, I haven't said anything yet."
Zhu Shiyi forced a smile and said, "I knew what you wanted to say."
"Then tell me what I want to say?" Vicky tilted her head and pressed for an answer.
"..." Zhu Shiyi's lips moved slightly, "Well... anyway, don't worry, we didn't."
Vicky chuckled and shook her head helplessly: "Why should I worry, you idiot."
Zhu Shiyi: ?
She looked up and joked, "Why are you cursing at me?"
"I'm not insulting you," Vicky said, putting down her documents and pouting. She then tossed her bag over her shoulder and said, "Fine, whatever, whatever!"
Zhu Shiyi's eyes held wisdom: ?
Vicky: "It's fine if you like him too, I just like him because he's handsome."
Zhu Shiyi was struck dumb, his eyes widening: "What is that?"
Vicky chuckled and patted her head: "Little girl, I'm a good judge of character."
Zhu Shiyi blushed, her cheeks burning, and her tone became a little harsher: "Vicky, don't say that."
“Okay, let’s put it another way,” Vicky said casually, “He likes you.”
"How is that possible!" Zhu Shiyi exclaimed in astonishment.
“Didn’t you two know each other before? There must be a story behind it,” Vicky said, straightening her expression and sighing. “Anyway, I guess I’ll never be able to win over Mr. Pan.”
“Actually, you’ve misunderstood…” Zhu Shiyi pursed her lips. “Of course you can pursue him.”
"What's the point of having a man who can't hold me in his heart?" Vicky said nonchalantly. "I like more than just him."
Zhu Shiyi's eyebrows twitched: "When did you fall in love with someone else?"
“There have always been, it’s just that you don’t know the others,” Vicky shrugged, looking indifferent. “There aren’t many handsome men, but he’s not the only one. I’m not going to put all my eggs in one basket.”
Zhu Shiyi had no rebuttal and gave Vicky a thumbs up.
“Besides,” Vicky continued, “there are plenty of philandering men out there. Before they change, why should women be expected not to be philandering? The world needs more philandering women like me to stand up to men, so that society can be balanced.”
"I won't be a mistress."
"I support you." Zhu Shiyi nodded sincerely.
She learned to seek common ground while respecting differences.
Although Zhu Shiyi doesn't think being a womanizer is right.
But as Pan Yue said, there's no need to change others, nor can you change them.
Everyone has their own values. As long as it doesn't violate morality or infringe on her interests, and she can justify her actions, then let her be.
"I'm leaving." Vicky waved her hand with her back to Zhu Shiyi, without turning around.
"Bye-bye." Even though they had different opinions, Zhu Shiyi still thought Vicky was cool and stylish.
......
Pan Yue texted her five minutes ago: "Are you done with your work?"
Zhu Shiyi quickly replied, "Yes, I'm done."
Pan Yue replied instantly: [Waiting for you in the garage]
Zhu Shiyi quickly grabbed her bag and went downstairs.
Zhu Shiyi got into the passenger seat as usual.
Pan Yue glanced at her, then turned to her and handed her a sandwich: "It's a bit late today, have something to eat."
......
Today's strength training focused primarily on the chest. This was Zhu Shiyi's first time doing it.
Pan Yue demonstrated for her.
The black workout clothes he wore were only slightly tight when he was relaxing.
But as the arms expand backward toward the shoulders, the chest rises forward, the workout clothes come into close contact with the skin, and the firm pectoral muscles are covered by the thin black clothing.
"Gulp."
Zhu Shiyi quickly looked away and swallowed some water.
It's so hot.
I feel like my nose is about to bleed.
I feel hot and bothered, Mom. I want to drink some herbal tea.
......
My eyes wandered aimlessly.
Super glue got the better of him, sticking to his pectoral muscles again. Zhu Shiyi pretended to scratch his eyebrow to block his eyes.
Wow! What a sexy man!
I couldn't bear to look away.
I really want to touch it.
Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony...
Zhu Shiyi constantly hypnotizes himself.
It's still a climb to the end.
Zhu Shiyi was preoccupied with something, and she didn't even want to play games today.
She glanced furtively to her side.
Today, Pan Yue finally dropped his iPad, which he always carried with him. He only wore headphones and didn't look at his work.
Zhu Shiyi just wanted to chat with Pan Yue.
She proactively searched for awkward conversation topics: "Pan Yue".
The man turned his head to the side and took off his headphones with one hand: "Hmm?"
Zhu Shiyi smiled affectedly: "Do marketing department employees have to know SPSS?"
"You don't know how?"
"How could that be!" Zhu Shiyi said, slightly louder. "I'm sure I am!"
“Yes, definitely,” Pan Yue said with a slight smile, “Your resume says you are proficient in this.”
Zhu Shiyi was put in a bad mood.
That sounds sarcastic and doesn't sound like a nice thing to say.
“What I mean is,” Zhu Shiyi added, “could we do it this way, where whoever is good at something can do it? For example, I might be good at writing creative plans, while some colleagues are good at data research.”
Pan Yue frowned slightly: "That's generally how it's arranged. It's just that the company isn't very big right now, so the division of labor can't be that precise."
His tone changed, becoming more relaxed: "If you had come to intern two years earlier, you might have had to do product planning, marketing and promotion, and data analysis all at the same time."
"A hexagonal warrior." Zhu Shiyi put his hands to his forehead.
“Small companies have fewer people, so you have to do everything, and it’s easier to learn things,” Pan Yue said, sincerely suggesting, “Of course, large companies have well-established systems and clearer promotion mechanisms, which are also a good choice. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can also try interning at a large company.”
“Then I hope the company will grow bigger and stronger as soon as possible,” Zhu Shiyi blurted out.
She just wanted to meet.
She knew that this idea was naive.
Very few people do only one job their entire lives.
But that's what she thought.
At least now, she is certain.
Zhu Shiyi's heart pounded wildly.
This heartbeat is due to the aerobic uphill exercise with a slope of 15 degrees and a speed of 4.5.
Of course, it could also be due to other reasons that are currently unclear.
......
A blessing that came out of nowhere.
Pan Yue didn't know what to feel: "Hmm?"
“That way I can just relax and wait to graduate, then come to the company for a specialized position, and I won’t have to learn SPSS anymore,” Zhu Shiyi pursed her lips and looked at him. “I still have more than a year until graduation. At that time… will you still hire me?”
Pan Yue's heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly chuckled: "Welcome."
Just as he expected.
She will be a loyal employee.
“There’s just one thing,” Pan Yue said.
"What?" Zhu Shiyi's arm movement suddenly stopped, and he realized what he was doing.
When did she start doing the arm-swinging exercise?
It looks just like elementary school students doing gymnastics, so silly.
"You can't afford not to study; your graduation thesis requires SPSS," Pan Yue bluntly stated the reality.
Zhu Shiyi opened her mouth, utterly astonished: "I don't know."
......
Finished exercising.
Zhu Shiyi went straight to the bathroom, but Pan Yue stopped him: "You forgot something."
Zhu Shiyi habitually touched his pocket: "...No, right? My phone is still here."
In modern society, as long as you don't lose your phone, it's as if you haven't lost anything.
Pan Yue shook his head, somewhat helplessly: "Wait."
Before Zhu Shiyi could ask any more questions, he walked into the men's shower room.
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