The design director skipped work

Chapter 10 There are ghosts!

As soon as Jiang Heng turned on the computer, he received an email. It was Li Wei who sent him comments on the revision of the project approval report at one o'clock in the morning. He wrote more than 1000 words eloquently.

After Jiang Heng finished reading the comments, he suddenly felt that Li Wei wasn't so annoying anymore.

Although this person's mother-in-law still has a lot to do, at least she still does it herself.

Jiang Heng's mood was a little calmer, and the companies participating in the bidding had already confirmed their preliminary intentions, and the specific details would have to wait until the Xingyun showroom plan came out before finalizing, he rarely had a short moment of leisure now.

During this short spare time, Director Jiang opened Du Niang with a guilty conscience, then quickly closed it, switched to another browser that he didn't use frequently, and typed the following question in Du Niang's search box:

- What happened when my colleague hugged me out of nowhere?

That's right, from last night to now, Jiang Heng has been struggling with Wu Zheng's sudden hug.

It's a pity that the answers Du Niang gave were between female colleagues and male colleagues. Jiang Heng knew what was going on in this situation, okay?

But Jiang Heng flipped through several pages, and the search results had already turned into something like "Overbearing President and Pretty Secretary", and no one mentioned the situation of same-sex hugs for no reason.

But Jiang Heng did care a little about Wu Zheng's inexplicable hug last night, mainly because he had never been in such close contact with anyone, it felt a little strange, and Wu Zheng didn't make it clear.

But it's impossible for Director Jiang to run over and ask why you hugged me.

Finally, Jiang Heng opened the forum, registered an account, and posted a post.

- What happened when my colleague hugged me out of nowhere?

Jiang Heng seldom surfs the Internet, so he doesn't know much about the forum. The posts he posts only have titles but no content, but this does not prevent the enthusiastic people who fish for fish from replying immediately.

- It’s not a big deal to watch the excitement: You, the landlord, at least talk about the cause and effect, such as the gender and age of the two of you, are you married?What is the precedent of things?

Jiang Heng replied immediately.

-Jheng: We are both men, about the same age, less than 30, and should be single.We worked overtime together, I invited him to dinner, and after chatting for a while, he suddenly gave me a hug.

-The brain hole is bigger than the black hole: I have a bold idea, your colleague, do you want to resign?

Fuck?Your idea is too bold.Where to follow.

Although Jiang Heng didn't think so at all, what this black hole netizen said made him a little nervous, so Jiang Heng replied politely.

-Jheng: No way?After he hugged me, he told me that he would definitely work overtime?

-The brain hole is bigger than the black hole: ...That's over, the host is tactfully implying you, normal people say to work hard, he said to work overtime, what does this mean, it means that he can't stand his life anymore!

Ah? ? ?

Jiang Heng fell into a daze, recalling Wu Zheng's angry expression yesterday when he heard that he was going to be in charge of bidding.

Jiang Heng started to panic.

-Jheng: But he said it very seriously, and even praised me for being amazing.

-The brain hole is bigger than the black hole: ...It's okay to praise you for being amazing.Landlord, it is because he has made up his mind to go that he will tell you these heartfelt words.

Jiang Heng: ...

The power of the Internet is so powerful, Jiang Heng, who originally only thought the black hole netizens were funny, became really nervous at this moment.

Jiang Heng closed the forum dejectedly, switched to WeChat, and privately chatted with Ding Ran to ask her to come to the office.

The design department and the propaganda department work next to each other, and they often communicate at work. Jiang Heng knows that Wu Zheng and Ding Ran have a good relationship. If Wu Zheng really shows his intention to resign, then maybe Ding Ran will know about it.

Ding Ran was struggling to contact various shipping publications when the director suddenly called her to the office. She instinctively thought that it must be Li Wei who was going to make trouble again.

And it's definitely not a good thing, or the director can tell her on WeChat.

So when Ding Ran opened the door and entered the room, her whole body already exuded the despondency that enveloped everything, covering her whole body like a cloud of black clouds.

But in Jiang Heng's eyes, that's not the case at all. He just thinks that Ding Ran is very depressed now, so there must be something unhappy, and this unhappy thing is probably...

Jiang Heng thought for a while, and decided to make a detour based on his own idea: "I have nothing to do with you, I just want to ask Wu Zheng's reaction after Mr. Li's meeting yesterday?"

The director asked himself about Wu Zheng?it's wired.

Ding Ran thought that he was hallucinating because he was too tired from work, but staring at the director's face for a while, he probably didn't imagine this person, which meant that the director really asked such a weird question.

Ding Ran thought for a while, and said: "Wu Zheng had a little opinion at the beginning, and he was so angry that he asked me for a resignation application template. Of course, he must be joking. He should have adjusted today. He was very active at work all day, and the toilet was empty not going."

First guess what the director meant, stepped on Wu Zheng a little, and then immediately pulled back the situation to clear Wu Zheng's name, so that no matter what the director meant, he didn't answer wrongly, and he could be regarded as giving Wu Zheng a hand in front of the director.

I am worthy of being a propaganda vanguard.Ding Ran thought proudly.

However, Jiang Heng's whole body split apart in an instant.

Are you kidding about a resignation application template?

You are wrong, he may not be joking.

Director Jiang pursed his lips, his heart was turbulent, but no emotion could be seen on his face. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Ding Ran: "Got it, you go."

After closing the door, Jiang Heng was in the office, completely in a daze.

His head was full of netizens' words. He didn't believe it at first, but Wu Zheng actually wanted to pass the template of resignation application. Although Ding Ran thought Wu Zheng was joking, but... he would rather believe it than believe it.

What should I do now? If Wu Zheng resigns, where can I find such a useful design director.

Moreover, no one was consuming union funds, and no one could make Jiang Heng feel the significance of checking attendance.

No, Jiang Heng felt that he could not allow this to happen.

Three years of friendship with colleagues, can it be compared with a little Mr. Li?

Jiang Heng regained his fighting spirit and resolutely opened Du Niang again to search.

-A colleague wants to resign, how can I dispel his idea?

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three days later.

Jiang Heng and Wu Zheng had been waiting outside the publicity building at seven in the morning. According to the project plan, they would go to Xingyun Airport for the first project progress report today.

Jiang Heng booked a car from the courtyard to take them there. While waiting for the car, Wu Zheng yawned and rubbed his eyes, as if he would fall asleep in a second.

Jiang Heng suddenly remembered a sentence Du Niang said yesterday:

-Be considerate of your colleagues, let him feel the warmth of home, and deepen his feelings for the company.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Jiang Heng asked after thinking about it.I seldom take the initiative to care about people in words, so I feel embarrassed.

Wu Zheng stared at Jiang Heng in surprise for a while: "You are not Brother Jiang, who are you?"

Jiang Heng: ...

In the end, Jiang Heng had to "I really just care about you casually. I'm not usually cold-blooded and ruthless, but you usually look carefree and don't need my care." Wow, wow, explained a lot.

Wu Zheng nodded thoughtfully and said, "I slept pretty well, but I woke up too early, so it would be nice if I didn't go to work."

Jiang Heng: "..." I'm not feeling well right now.

It was rare for Wu Zheng to be cared about by Jiang Heng, so he immediately said, "Brother Jiang, if you are afraid that I will be too tired, please give me a day off after going to the scene today."

Of course, he just said it casually like he used to say hi for countless times, and he knew with his toes that Jiang Heng would not agree.

Jiang Heng didn't want to agree at first, and the word "no" in "no play" had already been said, and suddenly remembered the second sentence Du Niang came to yesterday:

- On the premise of not violating the principle, give him a little sweetness, so that he is reluctant to leave.

"—No problem." Jiang Heng tugged at the corner of his mouth forcefully, feeling that he had reached a new level of losing power and humiliating the country.

Wu Zheng didn't show a happy expression like Jiang Heng imagined, but instead looked at him with concern: "Brother Jiang, are you feeling well recently? Why do I feel like you're burning up and talking nonsense?"

……

Jiang Heng began to sincerely doubt Du Niang's credibility.

An hour and a half later, Jiang Heng and Wu Zheng appeared in the conference room of Xingyun Airport and reported to Li Wei the current progress of the Xingyun exhibition hall.

The Convention and Exhibition Center has rich experience in organizing exhibitions, so Li Wei was very satisfied with the progress of the project, and nodded with a smile on his face.

When it came time to design the exhibition hall, Li Wei asked, "How long will the design take?"

"It's done." Wu Zheng said, handing over a color-typed PDF file.

Li Wei took it with a smile on his face, and began to read it: "Gong Wu is worthy of a gold medal design, so efficient...huh?"

After flipping through it hastily, Li Wei frowned: "Gong Wu, did you miss some materials, isn't it five sets of plans? Why is there only one set here?"

"En." Wu Zheng nodded, his expression was very calm, "There is really only one plan."