mesbooks Chapter 55 Is Xiao He leaving?
Chapter 55 Is Xiao He leaving?
Chen Shi's interview is scheduled for next week, but Sun Tiemei has already urged him three times to finish the case report on Huanlang.
So it took Chen Shi almost two more days to finish typing the report. After typing the last period, he didn't even bother to check for typos, simply saved the file and shut down the computer. Those two days felt like a writing marathon. Everyone knows he contemplates life when he's running 500 meters; in fact, he does the same when he's writing 500 words, and he thinks for even longer.
While others rely on summarizing and generalizing when writing reports, he only emphasized brute force. He sat in front of the keyboard for hours, typing and deleting, typing and deleting again and again, and he himself didn't dare to look at the final version a second time.
How to describe this feeling? It's like a man's "post-coital slump," a moment of resistance that is both physical and psychological.
So when Xiaoyu from the publicity department called to arrange an interview, he hung up without thinking. But a few seconds later, Xiaoyu called again.
Chen Shi reluctantly answered the call, and Xiao Yu's solicitous voice immediately came through the receiver: "Teacher Chen, am I disturbing you?"
"Sorry to bother you."
Xiaoyu was stumped by that question, but a professional PR person excels at only saying what they want to say: "Teacher Chen, I've come to schedule an interview with you today to discuss the copywriting. What do you think?"
Without batting an eye, Chen Shi immediately made up a serious excuse: "Sorry, I'm just not in the right frame of mind to talk today."
The junior staff member was a little confused: "Huh? Feng shui?"
Chen Shi said very seriously, "I met a fortune teller on my way home yesterday. He said I should avoid speaking and writing today. If I dictate a document today, something bad might happen. If you send it out as I said today, it would be bad enough if I were the one who suffers, but it would be bad if the whole bureau suffered as well."
Xiaoyu was completely speechless, never expecting him to come up with such an absurd reason, and couldn't utter a single rebuttal for a long time.
Chen Shi pressed his advantage, cutting off all room for negotiation: "I'm not kidding you, it's better to believe it than not. We in this system value this the most. Don't bring bad luck to the bureau. We'll talk about it next week."
After saying that, he didn't give Xiaoyu a chance to react or persuade him, and hung up the phone abruptly, slamming it down on the table.
Just kidding, he just crawled out of the hell of writing thousands of words of case reports. Now, anyone who asks him to write copy is his nemesis.
After seeing Xiaoyu off, Chen Shi noticed that Fatty and Chang Biao were idle again. Fatty was sprawled on his workstation scrolling through his phone, while Chang Biao was squatting next to Wang Jianlou, grooming it. Fatty came across a funny video and insisted that Chang Biao come over to watch it, but Chang Biao was still angry about Fatty shifting the blame onto him in the publicity department a couple of days ago, so he ignored Fatty.
"Xiao He, come and see!" the fat man called to Su Xiao He.
The little girl seemed to be lost in thought. The fat man called her twice before she stood up.
"Brother Daqiang, what's up?"
"It's alright now." The fat man felt that his desire to share had been wasted.
Su Xiaohe nodded, sat down, and continued to stare blankly.
But Chang Biao stopped brushing the dog and glanced at her. This girl had been acting strangely lately; she wouldn't greet anyone when she came in, wouldn't join in the chatter when she sat down, and was often lost in thought. What was even stranger was that she'd been going out a lot these past few days, and when she came back, she looked preoccupied.
Two days ago, Chang Biao went to the administration building to deliver documents. At the corner of the corridor, he saw her standing at the entrance of the intelligence department, talking face to face with Sun Du, and they seemed to be having a pleasant conversation.
During lunchtime in the cafeteria, after Su Xiaohe left, the fat guy mysteriously said to the other two, "I heard that Xiaohe might be leaving."
Chen Shi, shoveling rice into his mouth, mumbled, "Don't talk nonsense about things like that."
"Who's talking nonsense? You can ask Biaozi if you don't believe me."
Chen Shi looked at Chang Biao suspiciously, but to his surprise, Chang Biao nodded and said, "Daqiang wasn't lying. I saw her talking to Sun Du at the entrance of the intelligence department yesterday."
Chen Shi retorted, "What's wrong with talking? I've spoken to Sun Du before."
"Yours is different." The fat man glanced back at him. "You were criticized by Sun Du. Xiao He had a heart-to-heart talk, you know what that means? It's the kind of talk where they say, 'Comrade Su Xiao He, you're wasting your talents in Group Five. The Intelligence Section is the stage where you can truly shine.'"
"How do you know what Sun Du said? Were you eavesdropping?"
"I didn't eavesdrop, I deduced it," the fat man said confidently. "Her spatial perception is unparalleled; she was the one who did the most work in capturing the red falcon. What kind of person is Sun Du? He just likes to pick up ready-made talent without having to train them himself. He's got all the PTU stuff; the young girl is naive and has definitely been swayed by his empty promises."
"PUA," Chen Shi corrected him.
"Whatever the 'A', that's the gist of it."
Chen Shi said, "Xiao He only stayed in the intelligence section for a few days before Sun Du transferred her to the archives. Do you think she would want to go back?"
The fat man paused for a moment, then said defiantly, "The young girl is shy. What if Sun Du apologizes to her or something? Did you hear what Biaozi said? She and Sun Du were chatting and laughing all the time."
Chang Biao said, "She told me that if she had been just a little better at her job, she wouldn't have been transferred from the intelligence department. It seems she still feels a bit reluctant to leave the intelligence department."
The fat man was silent for a while, then said, "See? My analysis was absolutely right. Now Sun Du will definitely tell her, 'Oh, it wasn't your fault back then, I misjudged you.' Won't she feel that her grievances have finally been taken seriously?"
Chen Shi always felt they were overthinking things: "With Xiao He's personality, can she stay in the intelligence department? I don't believe it."
Back in the office, the three had just sat down when Sun Tiemei came out and called out, "Su Xiaohe, come in for a moment." The door closed. Fatty and Chang Biao exchanged a glance, both seeing the words "It's over, the show's over" on each other's faces.
Chang Biao lowered his voice: "Has she already decided to leave and then confront the team leader?"
The fat man nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense, that must be it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the fifth group's office was pushed open, and Sun Du, dressed impeccably, walked in.
Sun Du nodded slightly to the three of them, then stood there arrogantly and looked around, seemingly to confirm Su Xiaohe's presence. He had been invited by Su Xiaohe; the intelligence department had been trying to recruit her for the past few days. Fatty and Chang were right about one thing: Su Xiaohe's special ability was extremely useful to the intelligence department. Therefore, Sun Du had gone to great lengths to persuade Xiaohe, even at the cost of his own status.
Not long after, Sun Tiemei opened the door. Su Xiaohe followed behind her, her eyes a little red, but she stood very straight. Sun Tiemei glanced at Sun Du.
"Section Chief Sun, you've come at the right time, saving me the trouble of sending someone to call you. I won't ask about the few times you've spoken privately with Su Xiaohe recently or what conditions you've promised. I'll only say this once: Su Xiaohe is from Group Five, and she's not going anywhere. Don't contact my group members privately again."