musicians of old

Chapter 739 Back Room

"Master Fanning, you are also the helmsman of a large group. The Harvest Art Festival is like an important position first, then there is the so-called incumbent."

“When an organization likes a person, it will encourage his job search, but if there is suspicion of unsuitability, it may not want him to appear on the list of job seekers;”

"The same is true for job seekers. They may be eager to get the position, but they may also have concerns about what to do if they find that the position is not suitable for them."

"The situation is complicated, and the two-way considerations are also complicated. Once this person really takes this position, all other possibilities are eliminated. Regardless of whether he is truly suitable or competent, the organization and he must first proceed according to the situation of 'suitability and competence', otherwise everything will suffer greater losses."

"This is the risk of selecting and employing people, and it is also the reason why everything has changed from the past to the present. If you are a smart person, you should be able to understand it easily."

"It's a very theoretical thing, and it fits the style of the authorities." Fanning smiled as he fell. "In short, to put it simply, this Harvest Art Festival that your hall is holding has actually had little to do with 'art' at this point. Well, it may be a bit extreme to say this, but at least, the results of the festival awards really have little to do with 'art'. In the end, whoever is the 'most obedient' has a better chance of winning the championship."

"You need to understand the organization's intentions more accurately. It's not that someone is allowed to reach the top because he is obedient, but once someone reaches the top, he must be obedient."

As Poglelich responded calmly, the scabbard emitted several cyclones of blue storm air downwards.

"Inappropriate appointments to important positions will cause losses to both the organization and the individual. Master Fanning, as the founder of Turner Cinemas, you should not be ignorant of this."

“So, beforehand, you need to think clearly about the plan, and afterwards, you need to be aware of the results.”

The speed at which the two fell dropped sharply, and the unstable cutting airflow around them returned to normal.

Fan Ning was temporarily pulled away from the thoughts of trying to figure out the deeper meaning of the other party's words, because the overall terrain in front of him and the road signs in the distance were all very recognizable!

"A small town in the Iges region!?"

"No, no, why do the other houses nearby, the direction of the streets, the style of the gas lamp holders, the details of the cowshed, spinning wheel and haystack look so much like the town of Vatnay!?"

It's just more prosperous and popular.

Doubts about the origin of surnames? .

The fact that Sheeran and Joan are misplaced.

Strange "Scriabin" duplicate names.

Ordinary member, long-lived person

I had an unexpected trip with Hirant before, but somehow I forgot the original purpose of the investigation and returned directly. In addition, the Guidance School had also carried out several inexplicable and fruitless actions before. It turned out that the Special Patrol Office was up to something!

At noon, the sun shines.

The sunlight in this season is not strong, but it still has an oversaturated brightness. In the distance, pedestrians, carriages, and vendors are coming and going.

But Fanning, who was standing behind Poglelich, always felt that there was a gap between himself and the surrounding environment.

The noise and bird calls that filled the ears fell along the fracture into the unknown abyss below.

Fanning looked up in confusion, taking in the entire medium-sized house in front of him that was soaked in brass-colored rust.

Outside was a moss-covered brick wall with faded posters of the same content on both sides. In the posters, a woman in a whalebone skirt was looking at him with ink eyes.

There is a cast iron door plate on the gate, number 30, and the cursive letters below are.

"Conor"

Fanning recalled one New Year's Eve when Sheeran recounted her childhood memories of spending every New Year at her old home.

I also recalled the early spring when I composed my First Symphony, and her description of the Möttraun area when she recommended it to me as a field research location.

But my thoughts always wander.

For example, I recalled the time when Joan was there and we drove together to the small town of Gogol.

Fanning lifted the doorplate slightly with his fingers, then gently pushed it back to prevent it from making any sudden impact sound.

I never thought that in the end, I would end up here in such a way and in such a situation.

Poglelich had already stepped into the courtyard, and Fanning could only follow him.

The first time I came to the abandoned ancestral house that Xilan mentioned, a certain sense of disharmony that Fanning could not explain was becoming apparent. The bend of the cobblestone road gradually narrowed, and the oriel windows of the townhouses on both sides exuded the breath of colored glass. After stepping onto the dozens of steps of the main room in front, Fanning set his sights on the pigeon head holding a copper ring on the iris-decorated door.

Poglierić's fingers touched the bird's beak.

Fanning suddenly felt a strange, rotten, disinfectant-like smell seeping out of the hole.

Maybe it wasn't smell, but a spiritual feeling, like a fishing line pulling the hairs on the back of Fanning's neck.

In the entrance hall, the first thing that catches your eye is the dark walnut paneled wall.

The reception room was hung with oil paintings of several famous conductors and organists of the last century. The Benton carpet underfoot was covered with a thick layer of dust, and some corners had curled up.

"Da da da."

The footsteps of two people, one in front and one behind, echoed.

The handrails, railings and floor of the spiral staircase were all made of wood, with many signs of mold. At the corner, Fanning saw an old black-and-white photo hanging on the wall.

It seems to be a scene from a family gathering.

Fanning, who was passing by, took a closer look, wanting to see what Sheeran looked like as a child and teacher Anton as a young teacher, but was not sure whether they were in the camera. Everyone's face was in a black and white mass with too low contrast.

After going up to the third floor, there is a relatively long corridor.

The two figures were reflected directly in the brass floor-length mirror at the far end.

The two people in the mirror are getting closer and closer to the two people in reality.

At the end, around the corner, the sides become wider.

With a creaky sound, Pogorelich pushed open the door that looked like a study room in front of him.

Fanning, who was walking a little behind, noticed that the lower corner of the brass floor-length mirror in his peripheral vision seemed to reflect something unusual, such as a grid pattern similar to swimming pool tiles.

After stepping into the study of this ancestral home, things became increasingly strange and difficult to understand.

First there are two steps leading down.

The steps were very high and the floor of the entire room had sunk by more than half a meter.

The light was a little dim, and in front of me was an infinitely extended non-slip floor tile and dark blue waters of varying depths!!

Fanning saw lane dividing ropes, yellow buoys, an orange vest hanging on the back of a lifesaving high chair, and circular drains of varying sizes, some of which were covered in dark green algae.

The two walked along the raised stepped corridor, turning several bends where the view was not very wide.

"squeak"

Poglierić opened another door.

This place suddenly became like a supermarket or a large convenience store, with unstable flashing lights, display shelves, shopping cart baskets, and elevator slides.

"The lysis field!? The back room!?"

(End of this chapter)