After moving the last security gate to the left in the airport lobby, Xiao K finally confirmed in the gap of the last baffle that Xue was always half-lifted with her left arm walking towards the employee aisle: she struggled to stand on her left foot, and although she couldn't help jumping, it still gave people a sense of arrogance. The short ear-length hair was still straight and smooth, maintaining the last of its decency, while the heels of his shoes were prostrate and looking around with his footsteps, as if looking for a gap in the ground and trying to escape. Another policewoman casually pulls the Hermès trolley suitcase, completely unaware that the contents are no less valuable than the skins of the women around her. The policewoman at the back clearly shrunk her stride and followed behind, walking calmly as if admiring the prey she had just caught.
Xiao K nervously watched the group disappear into the gap of the baffle, only to find through the security gate that almost no one in the waiting hall cared about the scene just now: a woman broke her high heel and what was all the fuss.
She hurriedly rummaged for the number, but was not sure who to look for, but after seeing a familiar name, she hesitated for a moment and called him
Only then did she remember that she had been "expelled". Yes, it is due to "personal" reasons that the employment contract with PB is terminated. Although it seems to be on his own initiative, he was actually dumped as garbage by PB, just like all employees who left PB. Although she reflexively found her direct superior, Mr. Jing's **, just now, she hesitated, is this person okay?From the thunderstorm to the present, in addition to the responsibility shown at the beginning, in fact, it is the same recklessness shown in ignorance, and there is no news of him anymore. Then, she flipped to another person's **, hesitated, and dialed it out.
Mr. Niu, the vice president of PB Company, who has a half-level lower executive level but a flat business level and whose performance far exceeds Mr. Qian, is now extremely rare to appear in his office on Saturday afternoon, thinking about what tomorrow's meeting might bring and his own decision: whether it is good or bad, it's time for a showdown.
Since the end of last year, when he got the news that the group was destined to explode in the group of students in the president class, Mr. Niu spun like a lit spinning top fireworks, looking for a way out: he first resigned to Mr. Xue and was rejected;Then submit a resignation to the group, which is dismissed;In the end, the world evaporated after nearly three months of illness, but to no avail;After all, there was no choice but to reappear in the office to accept the cold greetings from his subordinate colleagues, but his heart was like falling into an ice cave: the news is so tightly blocked, we will die and have no place to be buried!He continued his daily work with infinite melancholy, and everyone also found that he seemed to have changed, no longer emotionally encouraging everyone to make achievements, and no longer talking about the advanced knowledge learned from the president class in his spare time. On the contrary, there is always a fragile emotion in the eyes, which seems to be full of tears from time to time. After three or four months, he seemed to have gradually regained his former demeanor, his smile was spread on his cheeks again, and the pharaonic beard that had grown since he entered the three-bar president class was cared for and thrived again. Only then did everyone believe that Mr. Niu was so sick in the three months since he disappeared.