Jiang Yun’s new colleagues are all rare talents.
When she was looking for information, if there was something she couldn't find or didn't understand, she only had to ask and someone would tell her where to look, which library, which bookshelf, which row, what book, which page, which edition.
Memory is as powerful as a search engine!
Jiang Jun found it very interesting and brought it up when he was reporting his daily work to Ye Qingyin.
Ye Qingyin didn't think praising male colleagues was a good thing. Normal interactions between male and female colleagues must be informal so as not to cause problems.
"Jiang, when you talk to your colleagues at work, you must pay attention to the way you speak. Whatever you say to any colleague is for everyone else to hear!"
Ye Qingyin's worries were not without reason: "Now they're holding a struggle session, exposing each other's affairs. You have no idea how scary it is."
Jiang Jun was speechless. She was almost silent at work, rarely speaking to her colleagues. They only talked about work matters, and every word she said was well-thought-out. "Aunt Ye, our company is quite peaceful."
Ye Qingyin is an experienced person who has seen all kinds of storms: "No matter what, we must pay attention to the impact."
This impact is not just about face, nor is it just a matter of whether you are sensible or not. Sometimes it really concerns the future of the whole family, and if one person suffers, all others will suffer, and too many people will be implicated.
In fact, Ye Qingyin had another consideration in her mind. There were many people whose character required three to five years of interaction and observation before deciding whether to get closer to them.
There are too many young girls who are inexperienced in the world and blindly worship their leaders or talented people. They don’t understand that character and talent are not linked.
People with good character are not necessarily talented.
Being talented doesn't mean one has good character, and being a leader doesn't mean one is always right.
Jiang Jun pursed his lips: "Got it!"
The information she sorted out and the information her colleagues collected, investigated and verified were all about Ye Qingyin's "adverse events", which were shocking.
Ye Qingyin covered her chest and said, "Alas, Jiang, every morning when you go out, I am anxiously waiting for you to come back."
My life depends on you, let's see if you can still be alert!
Jiang Jun could only pretend not to understand: "Auntie Ye, don't worry, Yuanwu taught me a few tricks. I always carry a knife in my backpack. I was on guard because the journey was so short."
Ye Qingyin sighed: "It's all because of what job Old Chen asked me to arrange for you. I'm sick and retired, and it's more tiring than going to work!"
Jiang Jun was helpless to be blamed again for no reason, so he quickly changed the subject: "I'll go back to the military headquarters to watch Jing's performance. I'll be back early after get off work tomorrow and go with you."
Not arguing with Ye Qingyin was already the biggest concession Jiang Jun could make.
She never even thought of asking him to comfort Ye Qingyin with soft words or use nice things to make her happy.
She could clearly understand what Ye Qingyin meant, but she just didn't want to go along with Ye Qingyin's wishes and couldn't resist.
Mentioning Chen Jing, Ye Qingyin frowned again: "Jing and the others' performance has been cancelled, and we don't have to go back to the military headquarters for the time being."
Jiang Yun said "oh" and wanted to leave.
Ye Qingyin said: "When Jing comes back, Jiang, you can ask Jing any questions you have about art."
This mother is so protective of her child. She clearly wanted to ask Jiang Jun for help on behalf of Chen Jing, but now it seems that Chen Jing is the one who takes the initiative to give Jiang Jun advice.
It was impossible for Jiang Jun not to be depressed. As soon as she got to work the next day, she called Chen Zhenbao and asked him if there were any ingredients in the cafeteria that could improve the food.
How to relieve worries? Only delicious food!
When Chen Zhenbao received Jiang Jun's call, he acted as if he had received an imperial edict. He got two white iron buckets, turned around in the cafeteria, searched half of the bucket for ingredients and the other half for cooked food, and brought them over.
Jiang Jun almost fainted when he saw this: "There's so much, how can we finish it all?"
Chen Zhenbao rubbed his hands and said, "Li Caixia originally asked me to bring over all the rice and noodles that were distributed, but I haven't done so yet."
Jiang Yun asked Chen Zhenbao to take the cooked food back: "You can give this to Li Caixia. It won't go bad if it's cold. You can still eat it after heating it up tomorrow."
Chen Zhenbao shook his head. "I'm on a mission, so I brought you something along the way. Otherwise, Li Caixia would have followed me. She'd keep chasing me, asking how you were doing. Someone who didn't know would have thought I sold you out."
Jiang Jun chuckled: "Okay, then please help me take all the textbooks back to Li Caixia."
Hong Hao got a complete set of middle school textbooks, and the middle school textbooks were the experimental version of Beijing No. 2 Middle School. They were tied with ropes and wrapped in brown paper, filling two large cardboard boxes.
Chen Zhenbao was shocked: "Can Li Caixia finish learning it?"
Isn't it true that as you get older, you learn more slowly? Teacher Jiang is really too ambitious.
Jiang Yun was very confident: "As long as you study hard, you can finish it in two years."
Chen Zhenbao was stunned: "Is it possible to finish nine years of textbooks in just two years?"
He doesn't believe it!
Jiang Jun didn't say much: "When I have time to teach her, you will know if it's possible."
Chen Zhenbao pressed on, "Teacher Jiang, when will you be free to go back? Li Caixia's neck has grown an inch longer!"
In fact, Jiang Jun had wanted to go back a long time ago. It was only an hour's ride on a bicycle, which was quite close. Unfortunately, her bicycle was left in the military family compound. Moreover, Ye Qingyin calculated her commuting time very accurately. If she came home five minutes late, she would ask her what happened on the way.
"Wait a minute. I'll take some time to go back in the next few days. I also bought her two sets of clothes for the winter."
This is the dress that Jiang Jun's aunt Shuiyun made for Jiang Jun. It was made the year Jiang Jun just went to Chuncheng. Shuiyun estimates how much Jiang Jun will grow taller every year, and then makes a new dress according to the size.
The clothes are all very delicately crafted, and if one had an electric iron to iron the seams, it would be comparable to the cutting and making of uniforms.
The only problem is that the style is a bit tacky and not suitable for Jiang Jun's current workplace. But it would be a shame not to wear it, so she decided to give it to Li Caixia.
Chen Zhenbao was very grateful to Jiang Jun for not treating Li Caixia as an outsider. Not only did he let Li Caixia live and eat for free in their home, he also gave her extra lessons and bought her clothes. He treated Li Caixia better than his own sister. "Then I'll tell Li Caixia when I go back. She'll be so happy."
Jiang Jun waited for Chen Zhenbao to leave, said goodbye to his colleagues, and went home with the metal bucket. The smell of the cooked food was so fragrant that it was left at the guardhouse for a while. People entering and leaving the door couldn't help but sniff and look around.
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