Class Flavor
The boss was indifferent.
The oxen and horses sat upright and solemnly.
The strategy guide states that this question tests the team's cohesion and emotional intelligence.
Zhu Shiyi recited the official response: "No matter what kind of person my superior is, I will complete my work tasks on time and with high quality..."
......
Push open the conference room door.
Zhu Shiyi let out a heavy sigh.
She took a big gulp of water to calm herself down before walking out of the company.
As I walked down the corridor, past several interviewees, I overheard a conversation between a few of them.
What school did you graduate from?
"I returned from studying in Australia."
"I'm a senior in college, and I haven't graduated yet..."
This young man, who hasn't graduated yet, is a student at a local 985 university.
Zhu Shiyi gasped.
Sure enough, these days, even finding a menial job really requires a high level of education.
It seems very likely that she will not be selected.
Zhu Shiyi sighed silently.
This was somewhat expected.
Regardless of the outcome, it's an experience, and it's always better than doing nothing and suffering.
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Two days later.
A job offer was found in Zhu Shiyi's inbox.
I received an email notification that my start date is tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM.
As for salary and benefits.
She was a temporary intern, and her salary was usually very low, such as a little over two thousand at her previous unscrupulous company.
But at MEETING, she earns a whopping 4500! She also gets weekends off, and overtime pay if she works overtime.
Zhu Shiyi's mouth was practically splitting open with laughter.
She sent Pan Yue a message to thank him: "Thank you, Boss Pan, for giving me this opportunity."
Pan Yue: [It's because of your outstanding abilities.]
Zhu Shiyi was overjoyed by the praise: "From now on, you're truly my boss."
In a great mood, Zhu Shiyi was quite talkative: "Boss, do you have any workplace experience you can share?"
Two minutes later.
Pan Yue: [Yes.]
Pan Yue: [Remember to bring a cup to work.]
Zhu Shiyi was dumbfounded.
It seems that MEETING is a green company that values environmental protection and doesn't allow the use of disposable paper cups.
My first day at work.
Zhu Shiyi got up early for the first time ever, in a good mood, and carefully dressed herself in an elegant gray dress.
Even on the subway, they would voluntarily give up their seats to a tall middle school student who was 1.8 meters tall.
The middle school student looked confused by the older woman's enthusiasm.
The morning mist dissipated, and the first rays of the rising sun appeared.
In front of the brand-new building.
Zhu Shiyi looked up, a wave of adolescent angst washing over him, and for some inexplicable reason, he wanted to raise his arm and clench his fist—
Zhu Shiyi, keep it up!
She believed that once she went to the company, she would transform into the heroine of a workplace idol drama, working diligently and striving for excellence every day!
Go for it, Zhu Shiyi!
Starting today, I'll be an inspirational little sun.
Zhu Shiyi learned this while completing the onboarding process.
A total of eight interns joined the company this time, and three of them were in her marketing department.
Besides Zhu Shiyi, there was also Vicky, who had returned from studying in Australia, whom she had heard about that day, and a boy named Fan Jun.
The veteran employee explained the company's departmental structure and organizational structure: "It will make coordination and communication easier when there are collaborative projects between departments in the future."
Head to the marketing department's office area.
The person in charge introduced the department's responsibilities and introduced the leaders.
The interns finally sat down at their workstations and realized the significance of their mentors.
The mentor assigned to Zhu Shiyi was a man in his thirties. He wasn't very tall, had a well-proportioned build, and a gentle smile.
At that moment, he was holding a black thermos in his right hand, with steam still rising from the rim.
Zhu Shiyi smiled warmly and said, "Hello, teacher, my name is Zhu Shiyi."
“Don’t call me teacher,” the man put down his thermos and extended his hand. “My name is Li Xuan, just call me Brother Xuan.”
"Okay, Brother Xuan." Zhu Shiyi shook hands naturally.
Li Xuan was also very tactful, only shaking hands symbolically.
Zhu Shiyi felt very lucky that she hadn't encountered any sleazy male colleagues.
He blew on the hot water, took a sip, and said leisurely, "Our company isn't big, but we have just as many tasks to complete..."
Zhu Shiyi nodded repeatedly.
Li Xuan rambled on for a while, but the gist of it was that the company had few employees, so the departments weren't very specialized, and the marketing department combined various tasks, including marketing, operations, and promotion.
After chatting for a while, the water in Li Xuan's cup was gone.
Zhu Shiyi was very perceptive: "Brother Xuan, you've worked hard. Let me get you a glass of water."
Li Xuan held out his hand to refuse: "The company hired you young people, not to have you serve me tea and water."
Zhu Shiyi was on the verge of tears.
Brother Xuan is such a good person!
It's a little wordy.
However, she couldn't escape being bossed around.
Printing contracts, serving tea and water—he did it all.
Li Xuan would occasionally ask her for help, but he always spoke to her politely, so Zhu Shiyi didn't feel wronged.
It's normal for low-level employees to be ordered around to do these kinds of things.
They do one thing here and another there.
The sun sets.
Six o'clock, time to get off work.
But no one from the department went out.
Zhu Shiyi didn't dare to leave either.
Even though she could only sit there and do nothing.
The same thing happened on the second and third days.
Every day at work, the thing I do most is odd jobs.
At most, I'll just reorganize the files.
On the fourth day, Zhu Shiyi escaped to the bathroom to slack off.
While washing her hands, she casually glanced at herself in the mirror.
A dead face, ashen-colored, just like the ashes in his heart.
The initial glories have long since vanished.
Is this what class spirit is all about?
Dragging his feet in despair, Zhu Shiyi returned to his workstation.
Li Xuan glanced at him, then moved the mouse and clicked a few times: "Little Zhu."
“Hey, Brother Xuan,” Zhu Shiyi quickly composed himself, putting on a formal, fake smile, “I’m here.”
One cry of "Xiao Zhu," and a sigh of despair—trouble is on its way.
Fortunately, after several days of calling out to her, she had become numb.
"Check WeChat."
She answered crisply.
I opened WeChat and Li Xuan sent me a series of documents.
"I'm going to print now." Zhu Shiyi prepared to get up.
“No need,” Li Xuan called out to her. “You can take a look at these materials when you have time and study them carefully.”
Zhu Shiyi was taken aback.
Opening the files one by one revealed internal company documents and industry analysis reports.
“The company is working on a new marketing plan,” Li Xuan explained. “Interns can’t participate in core work, but if you follow me, I will assign you some tasks so that you can learn something.”
Zhu Shiyi was overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Xuan!"
Finally, something serious to do!
It's time to show off your real skills!
She wanted to show the company what drive and youthful energy truly meant!
With a tired, office-scented face and a mind just starting out in the workplace, Zhu Shiyi plunged into a sea of data.
During her learning process, she saw the company's strategic goal: to establish the MEETING brand as the number one undisclosed brand in the campground industry.
I learned this term in a brand management course.
Zhu Shiyi finally understood.
So this is the answer to Pan Yue's interview question.
That was truly what she really meant.
Next Monday.
Zhu Shiyi attended the first departmental meeting.
"The new marketing plan has been approved," Minister He Qiong announced.
Although He Qiong spoke gently, she acted without hesitation and quickly assigned tasks.
Li Xuan was assigned the task of promoting articles through distribution channels.
As for the interns, they naturally continued to do odd jobs.
Vice Minister Zhong Qi then spoke up: "I won't say much more."
She tapped the table and spoke very quickly: "Who wants to come up and report first?"
Within two seconds, no one responded.
A deathly silence.
Zhu Shiyi quietly shrank his head, trying to make himself less noticeable.
“Then I’ll order,” Zhong Qi said decisively. “Qin Yu.”
Zhu Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief and then dared to peek out quietly.
Qin Yu, a veteran employee in the department, resignedly stood up and stepped forward with his computer.
Unless there are special circumstances, the marketing department's regular meeting is held on Monday mornings, and every employee in the department must come forward to report on their work progress and results, which is called a "weekly report".
Zhu Shiyi did not report his experience.
Last week I was just doing odd jobs and had no idea what kind of reports I could produce.
She devoted her entire life to painstakingly crafting the weekly report PPT all by herself.
Organizing documents? Wrong—Assisting with the statistics and progress of important project contracts.
Printing documents, serving tea and water? Wrong—You're responsible for the physical management and logistical support of the conference.
Having put in a lot of effort, Zhu Shiyi felt that what he had done shouldn't be too bad.
Qin Yu's report is complete.
Zhu Shiyi listened attentively throughout.
Hahaha!
Suddenly, she realized that what she had done was just a mess.
"What about competitor analysis?" Zhong Qi frowned. "You should know how well you've done in risk prediction."
Qin Yu pursed his lips and lowered his head: "I will definitely correct it today."
“Things that should have been done last week shouldn’t have been left to be done this week,” Zhong Qi said sharply, pointing out several other issues.
Zhu Shiyi felt a chill run down his spine.
That's it, everyone else is doing so well and they're still getting criticized.
Can I still apply for sick leave now?
The Khan mustered his troops.
After round after round, it was their turn to become interns.
All three of them, the interns, did absolutely nothing last week.
They'll probably all get criticized.
Vicky gave her report first.
Vicky spoke confidently: "This week is my first week of internship. Apart from the business data organization and project information collection tasks assigned to me..."
"The most important thing I did was understand the company and department's business," the PowerPoint slide flipped, "By understanding the business holistically and combining it with the company's organizational structure, I clarified my position within the company..."
Zhu Shiyi was dumbfounded.
Vicky's reporting approach was quite different from hers.
Vicky started by discussing business understanding, then moved on to matching personal skills, and finally summarized her takeaways.
Vicky focuses on the personal value of the internship.
Zhu Shiyi, like other veteran employees, learned online and focused more on the individual's value to the team.
After listening, Zhong Qi nodded: "Work hard under the mentor's guidance, assist the team in the new project, and make the most of your strengths."
Zhu Shiyi suddenly understood.
How could the manager not know that interns are here to do odd jobs during their first week?
From a superior's perspective, no matter how fancy the words used to describe someone doing odd jobs, the essence is still still doing odd jobs; as for their contribution to the team, no matter how you describe it, the effect is the same.
Instead, you could do what Vicky did: explain the value of the internship to yourself, help your supervisor understand how the team's development can be applied to her, and what kind of work to assign her to maximize her value.
“Timely,” Zhong Qi said casually.
Leaders always address people using affectionate terms.
Zhu Shiyi, however, only felt a sense of unease.
The King of Hell is calling roll.
She took the steps toward her death and went up to report.
Even if her mind is in complete turmoil, Zhu Shiyi will not show it on stage.
She stood up straight, her voice steady, and delivered the impressive report she had prepared for her assistant.
Did Zhu Shiyi glance at Zhong Qi next to him a few times?
Every time Zhong Qi frowns, Zhu Shiyi loses his life.
Zhu Shiyi decided to put what he had just learned to use. Amidst a bunch of made-up words, he slightly expanded on the work process, improvised his own understanding, and even forced himself to claim that he was capable of doing this.
"I studied and reflected on the department's previous event planning schemes, and from them I grasped the copywriting style and planning outline required for the business..." She herself didn't remember what she said.
Fortunately, Li Xuan gave her some study materials, otherwise there would have been no point in arguing.
After listening, Zhong Qi remained noncommittal: "Hmm."
A leader's mind is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Zhu Shiyi slunk off the stage.
Finally, Fan Jun reported that he seemed too nervous, and his speech was slightly stammering.
Zhong Qi took a deep breath and said nothing.
......
Meeting adjourned.
Stepping out of the conference room, Zhu Shiyi felt as if he had been reborn.
Thank goodness, we escaped unscathed.
On the bright side, thankfully, Fan Jun is there for them.
—To be at the bottom along with her.
He might even be in a worse situation.
Once your perception changes, your mood immediately brightens.
Zhu Shiyi sat happily at his workstation, created a new document to slack off, and prepared to secretly check what takeout to order for lunch.
"Little Zhu," Li Xuan's voice rang out.
Zhu Shiyi immediately hid his phone and looked up to respond.
Li Xuan remained as gentle as a spring breeze: "Why don't you write a post too, just as a practice? Send it to me when you're done, and I'll take a look at the problems."
Zhu Shiyi agreed, pretending to be happy.
After a week of honing her skills, she was no longer the excited and motivated female lead in a domestic drama who would get excited at the mere mention of a mission.
In her opinion, doing nothing is fine too.
Whether you do any work or not, you can still get an internship certificate.
But as a low-level employee, Zhu Shiyi could only take on tasks.
Looking at the newly created document, meant to cover up his slacking off, Zhu Shiyi's mind went blank.
Tweet? I can't write a single word.
There was a rustling sound in the office.
She put on her headphones, trying to block out the noise and find some inspiration for her copywriting.
Only then did he manage to squeeze out a few lines of text, as if he were constipated.
"......"
A small disturbance arose in the office area.
Zhu Shiyi was engrossed in writing and didn't notice.
A shadow was cast beside him for a moment.
Suddenly, a swordsman appeared.
Zhu Shiyi glanced sideways, his well-defined fingers tapping silently on the table.
She looked up and glanced behind her, instinctively taking off her headphones.
My eyes were drawn to a familiar face, and the long-lost magnetic voice reached my ears.
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