Who said strong women can't be sweet girls

Chapter 49

"Why is the data changing so much at this time?" Yan Xuan asked.

Naturally, I asked the people in the information department present, but the people in the information department are not professional in ordering itself, they just tracked the progress of the data from beginning to end.

It is precisely because of tracking the progress that I have witnessed every turning point more and more.

"It's a bit strange. At the beginning, Gabriel was at the top of the list, but he was overtaken by Kuncho later. As of that time, there was no second one who went up again. And looking at this posture, it is old to pull No.2. It’s far away. Counting the unprecedented events. In the past, several people competed, but this time they were the champions.”

Kun Qiao looked at the colleagues in the information department. Among the few "straight men" she had come into contact with, many of the boys who did this were basically very straightforward, and generally they spoke very little, like this little guy. Like my brother, it is not uncommon to use an idiom in a sentence.

Kunqiao didn't think about this data. He thought it was simply the first place in the order data, but unexpectedly, he left the second place so far. The order tag amount was already the sum of several other top-ranking designers.

She also remembered what Emma said, whether you want to become a regular or want a bonus. If this is the case, it doesn't matter whether you become a regular or not. The bonus is the most attractive.

Maybe at that time, the data was not so exaggerated, and the regularization and bonus can still be compared, but according to the current data, it is definitely not enough.

Fortunately, I didn't say what I wanted at the time.

Sometimes, the boss likes employees who answer clearly, because it is the boss who asks the questions for the employees. After the employees make a decision, the boss will close the matter.

Sometimes, the boss prefers employees who answer the questions in a seamless manner, because it seems that the employees are thoughtful and not "one-sided".

It's just that as more and more individuals or teams research the workplace, it seems that no matter what the situation can be developed into a subject, it seems that fewer and fewer people are actually conducting in-depth research on the job.

Kun Qiao had noticed this phenomenon before, and when he was still in school, he specially attended some classes of the School of Management.

At that time, I wanted to know what those business management students should learn in order to start taking the road of management after entering the society.However, with the advancement of learning, I found that more is just to learn some management history and theory, and then combined with some case studies from decades ago, even if I finished the entire course, it seems that I can really use it when I go to work There are very few things.

I read some experience summaries of my peers, and said that most of the skills at work come from my own search on the Internet, and some are taught by seniors, so after entering the workplace, I am luckier than many people when I meet a good leader. many.

Thinking of the way I came here, the designer I followed seems to be more about the yearning for foreign countries and the exploration of art. As for what is finally reflected in the work, the subjective judgment seems insignificant, or biased .

Therefore, Kun Qiao basically would not comment on a person lightly, precisely because of such an extra "caution", some people even said that she was a little unreasonable.She is not a person with perception problems, and she is not close to human affection.

"What are you thinking? Did you never dream that your data would be so good? You are really a dark horse, very powerful." What Yan Xuan said was true.

Only Shang Kunqiao could tell from his tone that something was wrong.

In the past, she was basically open-minded. When talking, she mostly used a tone of indifference. It was originally just a kind of protection, but now she seems to be a bit contemptuous.

Feng Zhongyan took a puff of cigarette, not caring about Kun Qiao behind him, caught off guard by inhaling the rushing second-hand smoke, Kun Qiao coughed chokingly.

"It's not that you don't smoke, why do you still have such a strong reaction when you smell the smell of smoke?" Even under the dim street lights, you can see the impatient white eyes.

Kun Qiao didn't say a word, and the friendship with Yan Xuan was only in the past few months.

In terms of design, everyone is indeed a competitor. If she thinks differently, she is not sure whether she can take it lightly as usual.

The two walked to the residence silently, both had new keys to the door, and Yan Xuan walked forward to open the door.

Just as Kunqiao was about to push the door behind her and enter, Yanxuan suddenly closed the door.

Instinctively, Kunqiao blocked the door with his hand, but it was still a step late, and the injured part of his right index finger got stuck in the crack of the door.

Severe pain struck suddenly, but what came out was not a loud scream, but a quick and short exclamation.

"What are you doing?" Kunjo asked.

Originally, Yanxuan closed the door suddenly, and she was going to withdraw her hand and come back, but because her index finger was bandaged and thicker than the other fingers, she didn't back out in time.

"Oh my god, what's wrong, I'm really sorry, I was thinking about something just now, and I forgot that you were behind me for a while, I'm really sorry." Yan Xuan seemed to suddenly notice Kun Qiao's finger, and apologized quickly.

Kun Qiao sneered in her heart, if Yanxuan hadn't been able to hide her unhappiness when she was on the road just now, she would definitely believe her at this time, but she has already shown her feet, even if she pretends to be like her now, she Nor would I believe it.

"Really? I just finished changing the medicine with my fingers. The doctor told me that it is best to eat with my left hand. Now that I am injured again, it is hard for me to imagine what the consequences will be." Kun Qiao said, looking at Yanxuan's Face.

The change in the expression on Yan Xuan's face was really wonderful, a little happy and a little scared.

"Oh my god, will it be impossible to recover from this, and the future drawings will be affected?" Hearing Yanxuan asked this question, Kun Qiao knew that when Yanxuan closed the door, he not only wanted to breathe, but also I hope that I can put a little ruin on myself, which can be regarded as venting a little bit of resentment caused by jealousy.

"Now that medicine is so advanced, the broken ones can be connected. How can someone with a little injury suffer sequelae? It's just me in pain." Kunqiao looked at the white gauze that had been dyed red, and even Blood was already dripping, and the pain in the fingers and the anger in the heart, as if they were greeting each other, were getting higher and higher.

"Then what should I do? How about I go get you some painkillers?" Although he said caring words in his mouth, his eyes couldn't hide his complacency. Sure enough, people's eyes can speak. At this moment, it seems to be saying, although it is a pity that you will not be disabled this time, but being able to hurt you half to death is also a relief from my bad breath.

(End of this chapter)