Jiang Jun returned to her unit and immediately immersed herself in her busy new life. She quickly forgot about the little incident that happened at the Aviation College.
As long as she doesn't deliberately think about any unpleasant feelings and experiences, her brain will automatically enter shielding mode.
Therefore, it was even more impossible for her to write a letter to tell Chen Yuanwu about this little episode. Ever since she cried in Chen Yuanwu's arms, Jiang Jun began to consider Chen Yuanwu's feelings. She hoped that every word she wrote would be exchanged for Chen Yuanwu's smile.
Every afternoon when Jiang Jun got home from get off work, Ye Qingyin was waiting for her. She had to report her work during the day in detail and listen to Ye Qingyin's analysis word by word as to whether her approach was correct and how to do it better.
Of course, Ye Qingyin was most concerned about Su Guorui's opinion of Jiang Jun: "What did Vice Su say about this matter?"
She was so anxious that she couldn't see it with her own eyes. If she had known that Director Wang was going to assign such an important task to Jiang Yun, she would have stuffed all the rules that needed to be learned into Jiang Yun's head early on.
In fact, Ye Qingyin also knew that it was useless to be anxious. Good etiquette and rules came from years of cultivation.
Jiang Jun chuckled secretly and could only comfort Ye Qingyin: "Deputy Su rarely expresses his opinions to us secretaries. He works alone and occasionally asks Secretary Qin to come in and get him a glass of water."
It was her first day on the job. She stayed in Su Guorui's office for less than a minute, showed her face, made a brief introduction, and then came out to sit at her desk to work.
Ye Qingyin taught earnestly: "You must strictly abide by your duties as a subordinate in front of your leader. You cannot become complacent just because your leader gives you a smile. If you continue like this, you will lose your sense of proportion in your work."
Such conversations take place almost every day.
If it were in the past, Jiang Jun would have lost his patience and would have found a way to quietly withdraw from the conversation.
Now, whenever she thought of Chen Yuanwu, she wanted to be good to him and his family, so she no longer felt that Ye Qingyin was authoritarian. Apart from work matters, she would answer whatever Ye Qingyin asked.
Hong Hao and the others next door all knew the nature of Jiang Yun's work, and when they met and chatted, they never mentioned work.
In order to avoid suspicion, he even did not take the initiative to visit the Chen family.
Jiang Jun felt that it was totally unnecessary. If her work really needed to be kept secret, then she couldn't come home to live. She could just live in the dormitory at the company.
Jiang Jun also asked Hong Haona for help with Li Caixia's studies. She also started to do some down-to-earth things: "Sister Hong Hao, I want to get a set of elementary school textbooks for my cousin."
Since she left for work, she hadn't been back to the equipment department dormitory for a month. She didn't dare tell Ye Qingyin that Li Caixia was still living there, and she hadn't had the chance to call to ask how Li Caixia was doing. Fortunately, before leaving, she took Li Caixia to buy some cloth and asked a tailor recommended by Teacher Ma from the family compound to make her a dress. Now that the weather was cooler, she wouldn't be too embarrassed.
But there has been no news. I'm afraid Li Caixia's neck has become as long as a giraffe's.
Hong Hao really enjoyed being neighbors with Jiang Jun. Finally, there was someone living next door who could understand him. "Xiao Jiang, you're still willing to tutor someone? What cousin? Where is she? How old is she? Why don't you bring her over? If I'm free, I'll tutor her for you."
The way Hong Hao spoke was typical of a Beijinger. No matter how enthusiastic she was, her face was expressionless. People who didn't know her would think she was just being polite.
After living here for a while, Jiang Jun had basically figured out Hong Hao's personality. He knew she really wanted to help him, but he felt a little embarrassed: "No, no, you still need to find a partner. I'm fine anyway. I'm at home every day."
When talking about dating, Hong Hao's mood changed: "No, I don't have a partner now, I am just an old maid again."
Jiang Jun chuckled. "You look so young, not old at all! I heard from Dean Wang that your partner is quite talented. I was thinking that I'd like to meet him or her someday if you brought him or her home."
How could it just end like that? Whether it was the divisional family compound, the equipment department family compound, or the military family compound, everyone around me took marriage very seriously. All relationships were aimed at marriage, and few relationships broke down. Many people found that they were not suitable for each other during the relationship, but for the sake of face, they were too embarrassed to break up, thinking that after marriage, the other party would change. Therefore, you rarely hear people around you talking about breaking up or divorce.
Hong Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, she's too ugly. If you want to talk about talent, the person I first liked before was both talented and good-looking."
Jiang Jun was curious and wanted to ask, "Why don't you look for her?" But asking her that question when her second relationship had fallen apart seemed a bit heartbreaking.
After thinking for a while, he asked, "Sister Hong Hao, should we tell Dean Wang about what you said?"
In the future, you will live in a courtyard house. Your neighbors will be like your family members, so you must maintain good relationships with them. You can't just talk to each other indifferently and then forget about it. You still have to care about each other and share any gossip.
Living in an ivory tower, Hong Hao is not conservative about love and marriage, and doesn't think finding a partner or breaking up is something to be ashamed of. "Just tell her. If she likes someone, let her find one!"
Jiang Jun laughed: "How dare you talk to Dean Wang like that?"
Hong Hao raised his chin and said, "How else can I put it? Hey, let me tell you, my mom doesn't agree either."
"Why?" Could it be that the powerful mother-in-law also has requirements for her son-in-law?
Hong Hao curled his lips in disdain. "My mom said I can't cook, and if I find a partner who can't cook, we won't be able to live together in the future! What will we eat? How will we take care of the children?"
Jiang Jun was puzzled: "You can't cook? You can cook noodles, right? Scrambled eggs, right? Scrambled eggs and fried rice, right?"
After asking a series of questions, Jiang Jun felt that he had become very homely and even started to care about other people's marriage affairs.
Hong Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Let me tell you, I can only eat what you said, but I can't really cook it!"
There has been a nanny at home since she was a child. She has been provided with clothes and food, and the table has never been wiped once. Especially Mr. Hong, whenever he comes home, he holds his daughter in his hands, as if she is still young.
Jiang Jun was actually worried about Hong Hao: "Then you should find someone with a high income. After you get married, you can hire a nanny to cook, wash clothes, and clean the house for you."
Some people are really born with such good luck. From childhood to adulthood, they are always pampered and coaxed by someone.
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