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Today's meeting did not include a discussion session; its main purpose was to inform the company of its development direction. The content was very rich, but Zhu Shiyi only understood a small part of it.
She tried her best to summarize, writing down meeting minutes in her notebook.
The first development direction is to research and develop new types of products;
The second development direction is to expand the target market.
"The business plan for the end of December is to expand the target market for B2B..." Pan Yue said on stage.
Zhu Shiyi scratched his head in the audience.
What were you just saying? Was that something from the world of anime/manga?
She poked Vicky with the tip of her pen and asked in a low voice, "What did that 'tu bi' you just mentioned mean?"
“To Business,” Vicky quickly scribbled a string of English words in the corner of her notebook, “meaning that our company provides services to other non-individual organizations, such as hosting team building activities for other companies.”
After saying that, Vicky looked up attentively and listened intently, her pen never stopping.
Zhu Shiyi thanked them, but felt embarrassed to bother them any longer, so he continued to listen attentively, silently jotting down his questions in his notebook.
torment.
For a fleeting moment, Zhu Shiyi dreamt of returning to his middle school English classroom.
She was like a lucky student who was called up to the podium to do a classroom dictation test. When she encountered a word she didn't know, she could only make up a word based on the pronunciation of the pinyin.
Zhu Shiyi sighed inwardly and looked at the eldest brother in the main seat.
Pan Yue speaks fluently with a relatively flat tone, yet his speech is still nuanced and deliberate. He pauses deliberately when he encounters key words, making it easy for the listener to follow his train of thought.
Zhu Shiyi suddenly realized the gap between them.
She can no longer be his partner.
......
At lunchtime, Zhu Shiyi, as usual, ate lunch with Vicky and Fan Jun in the lounge.
Zhu Shiyi was more excited than usual.
She came up with a brilliant way to pursue men.
Zhu Shiyi doesn't have much dating experience, but based on her experience with online dating, she understands that if she wants to be in a relationship, she must create opportunities to chat.
Zhu Shiyi: [Good afternoon! Have you eaten? I benefited greatly from the meeting this morning. Today was the most rewarding day of my internship so far. It suddenly reminded me of what you said before: to learn more, you need to focus on upward management and proactively ask your supervisor to submit daily reports.]
After laying the groundwork for a while, Zhu Shiyi steeled his resolve and asked: "So, can I ask you to do the daily newspaper from now on?"
As Zhu Shiyi clicked send, her heart leaped. She tucked her phone into her bosom, let out a heavy sigh of relief, and then picked up her chopsticks.
She's a genius!
She even thought of that.
Wasn't it Pan Yue who suggested starting a daily newspaper? Her reasoning seemed so natural.
Although writing daily reports is tedious, it does allow you to learn more and improve yourself.
She wanted to be Pan Yue's partner, not just be compatible with him.
She wanted to have greater power, to help him as Pan Yue had guided her.
After absentmindedly finishing half of her meal, Zhu Shiyi couldn't resist secretly glancing at her phone.
A new message notification has been received on WeChat.
Zhu Shiyi was anxious. She devoured her food like a hungry wolf, tossed out a "Going to the restroom" message, and quickly left the lounge.
restroom.
In the enclosed space, there was no one to disturb us.
Zhu Shiyi then opened WeChat with a sense of relief.
Pan Yue: [Good afternoon, I'm having lunch.]
Pan Yue: [Sure, you don't need to make a PPT like a weekly report; just send it to me in text form via WeChat every day.]
Great, I even won the "Reduced Burden" blind box!
Zhu Shiyi: [Thank you, Mr. Pan. Sorry to disturb your meal.]
Pan Yue: [It's nothing.]
Zhu Shiyi seized the opportunity to start a conversation: "What's the boss having for lunch?"
She was genuinely curious: "Do you also order trendy Chinese-style takeout? Do you use a liquid black spoon?"
Pan Yue: [?]
【What's the meaning. 】
Zhu Shiyi, looking embarrassed, said to the elderly man: "It's nothing. I was just curious, what's the difference between the takeout the boss and the employees eat?"
Pan Yue sent me a picture.
Zhu Shiyi clicked on it.
This must be his lunch: broccoli, braised beef, and a spoonful of steamed egg with mushrooms—a rich, healthy, and homey meal.
She couldn't help but widen her fingers to take a closer look. The rice and dishes were packed in insulated containers, so it definitely wasn't takeout.
Could he have made it himself? But he's a boss, would he cook for himself? Maybe he has a cook at home.
Zhu Shiyi made wild guesses, then scrolled through every detail of the photo to make sure there were no other mistakes before reluctantly exiting the image.
She was still reluctant to part with it, so she opened the picture again and long-pressed to save it.
Hehe! This is the first lunch photo that Pan Yue posted on his own initiative~
Her facial muscles involuntarily lifted, and Zhu Shiyi forced a smile, biting her lower lip unconsciously, yet she couldn't resist the spontaneous joy.
Zhu Shiyi: [Your food looks delicious! Did someone in your family cook it?]
They completely forgot they were in the toilet.
Pan Yue: [I made it myself.]
Zhu Shiyi sent a shocked panda emoji.
Zhu Shiyi: [Making it yourself every day? Don't you find it troublesome?]
Pan Yue did not reply immediately.
Zhu Shiyi felt a little uneasy.
Was she asking too many questions? After all, she kept talking about personal matters. Was he deliberately ignoring her? Did he think she was mixing personal and professional life? Did he think she was fussy?
......
After washing her hands and leaving the restroom, Zhu Shiyi would discreetly tilt her phone every few seconds to peek at the screen through the gap. The notification bar was empty.
Back at my workstation, the screen flickered.
Zhu Shiyi excitedly opened his phone—
[Shocking! A female college student turns to hate her boyfriend because he doesn't reply to her messages...]
It was an advertisement on Toutiao (a Chinese news aggregator).
Zhu Shiyi: ......
She was discouraged and decided to give up hope.
A new message pops up in the status bar.
Pan Yue: [Living alone means I always have to cook; I'm used to it.]
I rarely eat takeout; it's too oily and salty.
A flame reignited in Zhu Shiyi's heart. He swallowed hard.
He replied to her!
Zhu Shiyi: Wow, that's amazing! When do you usually do this?
My finger paused as I clicked send.
Asking so many questions, like checking someone's household registration, doesn't seem quite right.
He just stopped replying to her.
Zhu Shiyi deleted the message, and two minutes later replied, ending the conversation: "As expected of you, health guru."
Zhu Shiyi put down her phone and prepared for her lunch break. She wanted to talk about something else, but she was afraid Pan Yue wouldn't want to.
We still need to take it slow and know when to stop.
The other party sent another message: "Thank you."
Pan Yue: [The reporting begins today. The content should include quantifiable work results, problems and reflections, a clear plan for tomorrow, and any data charts or graphs you have, please send them to me as well.]
Zhu Shiyi: [Received.]
She suddenly felt a tiny bit of regret.
Publishing a daily newspaper doesn't seem to be anything ambiguous, does it?
She decided to try one last time: "I'm going to take a nap now, good afternoon~"
Modern people must use an emoji when they speak.
Zhu Shiyi carefully selected an emoji that matched Pan Yue's temperament and sent it.
The other side of the screen.
Pan Yue, upon receiving a picture of a big red flower as a blessing: ?
Zhu Shiyi: [[Good afternoon! Wishing you a good mood every day and a pleasant work experience! This blessing contains care, hides deep affection, and reveals concern! ]jpg.]
It looks like the emoji his mother would post in a family group chat.
Do women... all like to send this kind of emoji?
Pan Yue didn't understand, but he respected.
He replied: 【Good afternoon.】
After thinking about it, I added an emoji.
The phone rang again.
Pan Yue received his second phone call at noon.
Another round of pleasantries ensued.
"Then, Mr. Pan, shall we meet and discuss this in more detail?" The other party laughed heartily. "How about we arrange a time to have dinner together, tomorrow?"
“Sure, Mr. Wang, I’ll send you the cooperation agreement today,” Pan Yue paused, then suddenly remembered something, “Are you free tonight, Mr. Wang?”
"I'm free, I'm free. I was thinking that it's Friday, the second day of the weekend, so we can have a couple more drinks tonight."
Pan Yue replied politely, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, we'll drink the same thing tonight."
......
The other side.
Zhu Shiyi, who received the [rose] emoji: ?
She's working on abstract concepts, but the person on the other side definitely isn't.
Sure enough, the emoji she chose was old-fashioned and suited him perfectly.
The office is very well heated.
Zhu Shiyi felt a warm glow in his heart.
So be it, she's old, and it's good that she likes him.
She silently kept that "Good afternoon" to herself.
Feeling sleepy, Zhu Shiyi stretched and lay down on her nap pillow.
The pillow was soft, like a cloud in the sky, or like a ball of cotton candy.
She closed her eyes and smiled softly.
It turns out that my childhood imagination was true.
Clouds can really be used as beds.
It was also freshly baked, sweet and warm—
Marshmallow.
......
Nine o'clock in the evening.
Zhu Shiyi sent the daily newspaper to Pan Yue, who deliberately kept it so she could send it out that evening.
People tend to be more emotional at night, so chatting at night can give you plenty of topics to talk about!
Pan Yue did not reply.
Zhu Shiyi just waited.
This time she didn't bring up any personal agenda; she only talked about work. Pan Yue shouldn't refuse to reply, right?
But after waiting for an hour, there was still no response from the other party.
Is it too late for Pan Yue to handle work matters?
......
"Mr. Pan, let's get together again next time!" Mr. Wang waved his hand.
Pan Yue maintained a polite smile.
After exchanging a few polite words, Mr. Wang got into his car and left.
Pan Yue frowned instantly, took a deep breath, took out his phone to find a designated driver, only to find a message from Zhu Shiyi.
He stood by the roadside, first opened WeChat, glanced at the messages, and followed the other party's reporting logic in his mind.
During a moment of reflection, he casually called a designated driver and then returned to his messages.
Pan Yue: [Regarding the brand extension aspect we considered at the meeting, I would appreciate it if you could provide some examples.]
[You've been working on the Christmas event for quite a while now. I'm not sure about your progress, so could you tell me more?]
The other party replied instantly: 【Okay.】
Then there was silence.
Pan Yue guessed that she was probably thinking about what to report.
On his way home, Pan Yue received another message.
Zhu Shiyi: [The most important way to extend the brand, in my opinion, is to develop more themed campsites, such as urban landscape themed campsites, wildlife themed campsites, bar themed campsites, and so on.]
Zhu Shiyi: [Of course, we can also extend this to opening more camping areas in other cities, or sell some cultural and creative products related to the brand and camping locations.]
Pan Yue rubbed his temples, suppressing his stomach discomfort: [The idea itself isn't fundamentally flawed.]
Pan Yue: [You need to clarify your logic and report in categories. For example, different campsite themes are brand line extensions; selling cultural and creative products is category extensions; while opening branches in different regions is not a brand extension.]
Zhu Shiyi on the other side: ?
What kind of line extension?
She really wanted to ask Pan Yue, but she was afraid that he would think she was ignorant and incompetent.
Zhu Shiyi: [Okay.]
She searched on Baidu, noted down these technical terms, and quietly gained experience.
During her later Christmas presentation, she followed Pan Yue's instructions and presented the topics in categories.
Pan Yue sent a thumbs up.
Old age as always.
Zhu Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like she had dug herself a huge hole. It was past ten o'clock at night, and she still had to think about work.
If things remain ambiguous, you'll only get criticized.
Although Pan Yue's tone was calm, Zhu Shiyi did not feel like she was being scolded by her boss.
But she still felt somewhat uncomfortable—
Waiting for his reply was agonizing.
She didn't know why the other person wasn't replying to her messages, nor did she know when they would.
The feeling of having wild thoughts is unpleasant.
Zhu Shiyi: [President Pan, I'm sorry, it was my oversight that I'm sending you this message so late.]
Unconsciously, she acted out of character, speaking each word with extreme care.
Zhu Shiyi couldn't resist probing: "Did I disturb your rest?"
She really wanted to know why he hadn't replied to her.
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