After Being Bent by Reader

It was obviously whose trumpet account was negative, and the back-end subscription records were messy. Except for her negatives, there was no comment record under other authors' articles. From the reader ID, it should be an old account that has been registered for three or four years.

Xu Chuanchuan was so angry when he saw it, but fortunately, he could contact the administrator to apply for deletion. The readers are also very heartwarming, actively making up points to help her suppress those negative comments.

After the incident, she went to An Ji Tucao.

Xu Chuanchuan: "I don't know who I have offended."

An Ji: "I originally suspected that it was Orange, but I checked that the reader's IP address was completely incompatible with Orange, and now I am puzzled."

Xu Chuanchuan: "I'm not a great god, I'm responsible for writing articles, not gossip nor cause trouble, who can be offended by such a low-key?"

An Ji: "Last time that passerby cast you eight deep waters in one breath, last time he cast five in one breath, and everyone on the website has seen it. Are you still low-key?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "...she voted it herself, and I didn't let her do that."

An Ji: "Cut, if you get it cheap, you still sell it well."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Which end do you stand on, how can you say that I [grieve]"

An Ji: "Just kidding, I know you don't have any trouble with her. I haven't seen the shadow of this passerby poem recently. Is she busy in reality?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "I don't know."

An Ji: "How come you don't know if you don't chat with her every day?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Who said I chat with her every day! I've talked a few times. She said that she uninstalled the Jinjiang APP, so she shouldn't read web articles again in the future, right?"

An Ji: "Tired of seeing it?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Maybe."

Who can guess the mind of a local tyrant?

Recently, the company's personnel changes frequently. First, several unqualified employees were fired one after another, and then the leadership team was shuffled and changed blood. Although Xu Chuanchuan is not keen on gossip, he has also heard about changes in high-level positions. For example, the manager of the personnel department arranged his family members in idle jobs because of false publicity and private benefits, so he was transferred to the administrative department as an "internal manager." The manager of the business department did nothing for many years and was demoted to become an ordinary salesman, but because he was dissatisfied with the change of position, he voluntarily applied for resignation.

Later, I heard that the company hired a high-paying manager to manage the business department. The newly recruited salespersons are all fresh graduates, young and confident, and full of fighting spirit.

In just one week, Xu Chuanchuan felt that the atmosphere of the entire company had changed. Every time she passed through the public office area, she saw other colleagues listless and slow in doing things. But since the rectification, everyone has been busy like a spinning top, trembling, and dare not speak too loudly.

These are the methods of Murong Poetry.

Sometimes Xu Chuanchuan was very confused. Murong Shi was only twenty-six years old, but all the decisions she made did not match her age at all. They were too mature, and too decisive and cruel.

Although Xu Chuanchuan is a guinea pig in the workplace, she still finds it unbelievable. There is only one year old difference between them. Why is there such a big gap between her and Murong Shi?

The heavy rain outside reflects the softness and slenderness of the woman standing by the window enjoying the rain. Suddenly Xu Chuanchuan had an illusion. In fact, Murong Poetry also has her gentle side, but it is difficult for people to notice when hiding under her strong appearance.

The loud rain covered the noisy decoration movement upstairs, and also covered the quietly approaching footsteps.

There are frequent heavy rains in summer, and it has been so busy this month. It has been a long time since Murong Shi has watched a heavy rain like this.

She actually likes rainy days, the rain washed away the dust and the air became much cleaner.

She didn't rest well last night, and her whole head buzzed, and only the patter of rain could soothe the anxiety in her heart.

All the noise around her was shielded by her. She stood in this unpopulated corner and recalled what Sun An said to her in the study last night.

"I heard about the situation over there, Xiao Shi, you did a good job, but I think you are too impatient."

"To be a good manager, you can't be soft-hearted, but you can't be too tough. It's too late, I believe you can understand."

"You are still young, and you have not thought about many things well. If you don't understand, you can ask me, don't behave alone."

At first, Murong Shi was indeed angry. She was eager to get rid of Sun An's influence on her, so she resolutely gave up the great future that Sun An had arranged for her. She came to this small, unprofitable company. She wanted to prove to Sun An through her own efforts that she could become excellent without relying on anyone.

Later I found out that I was so wrong.

This company was originally founded by Sun An and Murong Mingshu from scratch. No matter how well she manages it, it is not due to her alone.

With inexperienced management, she often gets burnt and gets angry at little things at every turn.

After a month of rectification, she had to admit that she was indeed too tender, and she planned to listen to Sun An's opinions.

The relationship between her and the employees in the company was a little bit stiff during the period of her coming. Everyone was afraid of her. When she saw her, she hid away like a ghost. It can't go on like this.

Since you can't be too tough, let's be hard and soft.

The rain splashed in and fell on her arms coolly. Murong Shi shut the window tightly, turned around, and saw Xu Chuanchuan standing ten meters away, she was taken aback.

A trace of panic flashed across Xu Chuanchuan's face, she grinned and said, "Miss Murong."

Murong Shi was astonished when someone approached her without noticing it, "You have been standing here just now?"

Xu Chuanchuan's smile was a little uncontrollable, and he said in a vague way: "I wanted to come and close when I saw the window open. I didn't expect you to be here.

Murong Shi also came to close the window, and when he got closer, he noticed that the rain outside was good, and he stopped for a little longer.

She looked Xu Chuanchuan up and down calmly, and sneered: "Everyone else has nothing to do with them, so you will be so kind."

"Are you complimenting me?"

"Can't you hear me?"

"..." The sun came out from the west. Xu Chuanchuan's eyes flickered, "I'm back to work."

Murong Shi waved to her: "Come here."

Xu Chuanchuan was not clear, so he walked over and stood at a proper distance from her: "What else do you want?"

Murong Shi frowned: "You can call me Murong, don't use'you'."

Xu Chuanchuan was speechless: "You are to show respect."

"I sounded awkward and changed it."

Okay, well, you are the boss, you have the final say.

Xu Chuanchuan uncomfortably pulled the hem of his shirt and said, "I can't leave the post for too long."

Murong Shi raised her eyebrows: "Ask you a question."

"You... please speak."

"Looking at your personality, you get along well with other colleagues, right?

Xu Chuanchuan's eyes rolled around and said, "It's okay, there are basically no contradictions at work."

"How do you maintain your relationship?"

Xu Chuanchuan laughed twice and said: "I usually go back to each house, and I don't have much contact. After all, I am a single dog, and they all have a family, and I can't play together."

Murong Shi thought for a while, and said, "Then, do you think that if the company organizes regular gatherings, will the relationship between everyone be stronger?"

Xu Chuanchuan blinked: "Maybe."

"I see, you can go back."

Three days later.

Before leaving get off work on Friday, Linda sent an email to inform all employees of the company to have a dinner after get off work and that they could not be absent without special reasons.

When this notice came out, everything in the office was boiling.

—I’ve worked in this company for five years and haven’t had dinner together. What’s the situation now?

—Yes, the New Year’s Eve dinner is for us to find a place to solve the problem. Is this the conscience of the boss discovering that we are giving benefits?

—I heard it was Miss Murong’s idea.

—She wants to go too? Forget it, I won't go.

—Unless you can’t be absent for special reasons, don’t you want to do it?

…

The dinner was a good thing, but everyone lost interest when they heard Murong Shi's name. Everyone was afraid of Murong Shi, so the atmosphere of the first dinner was very strange, no one in the huge private room dared to talk nonsense.

Until Murong Shi stood up and said, "Let's have a drink together."

More than fifty people stood up sparsely.

Because I was driving, Murong Shi’s cup was filled with Sprite. She lifted the cup high and said one word at a time: “Thank you everyone for staying true to the company. In the future, we will work hard together. As long as the company’s performance improves by five points, How about I give everyone a raise?"

Everyone: "..."

Murong Shi was not embarrassed at all, she smiled: "Don't you want to raise your salary?"

"Yes!" I didn't know who shouted.

Someone took the lead, and the second person echoed: "I think, isn't it for money to go to work?"

The third person: "Will it really be a raise?"

Murong Shi faced the direction of the sound with firm eyes, and said categorically: "I can do what Murong says, and I will ask Linda to draw up a document when I go back."

"Good! Miss Murong, I toast you a glass!"

Murong Shi smiled, swept his eyes around, and said, "Let's come together. Drink if you can, drink if you can't."

Qian is indeed a good thing, and Murong's poems aroused the atmosphere in just a few words. The sound of the "ping-pong-pong" wine glasses clashing continuously, and cheers rang.

Murong Shi knew that other people could not let go of her presence, so she left soon after the party started.

The big guys are gone, Xu Chuanchuan feels itchy. She didn't like this kind of lively scene. She was so worried about going back to the codeword, so she said to Chen Lina next to her: "You guys are so fun, I'll go back first."

Chen Lina stopped her: "I won't go to work tomorrow, why is there a man waiting at home?"

Xu Chuanchuan got hot on his face and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense. I have something."

"Okay, okay, be careful on the way."

"Bye."

After slipping out of the box quietly, Xu Chuanchuan let out a long sigh of relief. When she came over, she was in a colleague's car. The bicycle was not nearby, so she could only find a shared bicycle.

There is no near here, she walked to an open place, and suddenly saw a familiar car, and stopped.

The people in the car also saw her.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Xu Chuanchuan smiled and nodded to the people in the car. Stepping away and preparing to continue looking, Murong Shi drove towards her slowly, and the car stopped beside her.

The car window lowered, and the dim light shone on Murong Shi’s face, adding a touch of softness. She opened the mouth and said, "Are you leaving?"

The party counts money by head. Leaving early is a waste of food and money. Xu Chuanchuan immediately flushed and eagerly explained: "Yes, I have something to go back right away."

She didn't dare to look directly at Murong Shi. As soon as she lowered her head, she heard Murong Shi say: "Do you want me to send you?"

Xu Chuancuan looked at her quickly, making sure that Murong Shi was not polite or joking. She was surprised and said hurriedly: "No need, I..."

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back? Anyway, I dropped in."

She blocked Xu Chuan's refusal, and opened the car door to sit in.

This is the second time she has been riding in Murong Shi's car, and she is still not used to it.

The road inside is narrow, it will be more troublesome to drive out, walking and stopping, Xu Chuanchuan's chest is suffocated for a while, a little nauseous.

Murong Shi, who was watching the car from side to side, caught a glimpse of this scene and asked her: "Are you motion sick?"

Xu Chuanchuan forced a smile: "A little bit."

Murong Shi glanced at her again: "Why didn't you feel dizzy last time?"

Maybe I was too nervous last time, and I kept thinking about things.

Xu Chuanchuan forcefully explained: "I just ate a piece of pork belly, which is a bit greasy."

"Have you ever driven a car before?"

"Did, and my dad often drove it when I was at home."

Murong Shi carefully avoided the crowds and vehicles nearby, and said casually: "After you go out, you will change for you."

"what?"

Xu Chuanchuan thought that Murong Shi was just talking casually, but before entering the main road, Murong Shi proposed to change positions with her.

Xu Chuanchuan hesitated: "Really let me drive?"

"It will take at least twenty minutes to get to you. If you don't drive by yourself, are you sure you can stand it?"

When has Murong Shi been so considerate?

"If you can't help but throw up in my car, you have to lose money."

"..." Well, she must have been thinking too much just now.

Finally Xu Chuanchuan changed positions with her.

Driving such a good car for myself, it is fake to say that it is not nervous, so Xu Chuanchuan drove very slowly.

But Murong Shi quit, and said in a cold voice, "The traffic police will come over if this continues."

"..." Xu Chuanchuan had to speed up slightly.

Murong Shi was not sitting very straight, she looked tired, dark circles under her eyes were obvious, and she couldn't cover her with makeup.

Xu Chuanchuan said softly, "Do you want to squint for a while?"

Murong Shi had nothing but a calm tone: "No, I'm afraid you will drive the car into the ditch."

"..." Xu Chuanchuan whispered on his face, "My skills are not so bad."

"Just don't disturb me."

"Oh."

It was quiet for about a few minutes in between.

"What are you doing in such a hurry to go back?"

Xu Chuanchuan slowly realized that Murong Shi was asking her, and after thinking about it, the reason was really hard to compose, and he said vaguely: "Some private matters."

Fortunately, Murong Shi didn't ask all the questions, rubbed his temples, and said, "I have always had insomnia in the past few days."

"You may be too tired."

Murong Shi replied vaguely, her narrow phoenix eyes half-squinted, and her tone was casual: "How do you usually solve your insomnia?"

Recently, Murong Shi was so strange that she took the initiative to ask her a lot of non-work related questions...

Xu Chuanchuan had no time to think about it, and blurted out: "I usually listen to songs or read novels."

A strange emotion flashed in Murong Shi’s tired eyes, she constricted her face, and said: "Listening to songs will only get more excited. You actually read novels?"

"...I watch it occasionally when I'm bored, but I haven't watched it for a long time."

Xu Chuanchuangui thought about the previous conjectures about the identity of passers-by, and wanted to secretly peek Murong Shi's reaction in the rearview mirror, but was caught off guard against a pair of unpredictable eyes, her heart tightened.

Murong Shi's voice has no ups and downs, but it is full of warnings: "As a driver, pay attention."

"..." It's not that you keep asking.

Xu Chuanchuan's life was so monotonous that only work and code words were left. She couldn't wait to open the document as soon as she went back. Today she has a clear mind, and she finished writing in two hours.

She didn't eat much during the dinner, and now she was very hungry, so she put the first draft in the draft box and boiled the instant noodles.

She lay on the soft bed and chatted with An Ji, the phone shook, and new news came in. She cut it out and looked in disbelief.

Passerby poem: "I just found out that you have entered V. I originally wanted to cast a deep water, but found that the balance is insufficient, so I can make it up another day."

Xu Chuanchuan rubbed his eyes and looked intently, that line of text was still there. She moved her fingers.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Didn't you uninstall the app?"

Passerby poem: "Uninstalled on the phone, and still on the ipad."

Xu Chuanchuan:...

Xu Chuanchuan: "Are you not angry?"

Passerby poem: "What is angry?"

Someone is pretending to have amnesia with her here. Xu Chuanchuan took a screenshot of the chat history of the two people before to show her.

Passerby Poem: "[Bye Bye]"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Don't don't don't, welcome back~"

Passerby Poem: "I'm just bored and just take a look."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Yes, yes, please feel free to watch."

Passerby poem: "After reading it, it is even more boring."

Xu Chuanchuan:...

Xu Chuanchuan: "How can you be bored with your girlfriend."

Passerby poem: "It's divided."

puff-

Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help but make up for it. So, this wayward tyrant came back to read the novel because he just fell out of love and was extremely empty in his heart?

If that's the case... then you can't even mess with it.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Touch your head, don't be sad, time will dilute everything. There are many single girls in the group, they just like you."

Passerby poem: "Aren't you single too?"

What does this mean? How did Xu Chuanchuan smell an unusual smell? She sat upright all at once.

Xu Chuanchuan: "I forgot to tell you that I am straight, so I will never be able to soak my own readers!"

She was depressed for a long time when she was wronged last time.

Passerby poem: "Do you think I want to soak you?"

Xu Chuanchuan really hasn't reached that level of narcissism.

Xu Chuanchuan: "I'm just afraid of your misunderstanding."

Passerby poem: "Haha."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..." Haha, you rutabaga.

The author has something to say: You don’t have to substitute Xu Chuanchuan for the author himself, except that she is my YY character, and has no contact with me.

Beautiful things can be the icing on the cake, but I never force it.

I wish you a happy reading~