ideal door

Chapter 7 Walking Alone on the Long Street
The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and Gu Jingjing's cries of being unwilling to accept the status quo and being unable to return to the sky have been lingering in his mind. With the summer vacation approaching, many institutions began to plan to enroll students.

Shen Jianghe quickly adjusted his deployment. He couldn't miss this golden season. Every day's time was precious, so he decided to act during the day and check the information at night.

His goal today is the two key customers he has initially identified, the City Radio and Television University and the School of Management of Suicheng University.

He asked Yu Jiangnan last night.

"It's not good to buy a bicycle. It's old enough to ride. Otherwise, it's easy to be stolen." Yu Jiangnan said that he had lost several bicycles before.

Shen Jianghe had experienced the cycling incident last time and accepted his opinion.

"Don't be kicked out by customers." Yu Jiangnan said with a smile that he had been kicked out by customers several times.

"No?!" He was surprised.

What Yu Jiangnan does are medical advertisements, most of which are traveling doctors. His advertisements seriously deviate from the boundaries of advertisement approval, and some even have no advertisement approval at all.

The three major newspapers don't bother to publish it. If such a client is still so arrogant, what will happen to the recruitment agency that he is in charge of?
"Think of yourself as a courier, delivering newspapers every day, once familiar with the second time." Yu Jiangnan suggested him.

He has been in Guangzhou for more than a year, but he is not familiar with the city. He bought an old bicycle and a map, rode for a while, and then stopped to look at the map.

It was troublesome to stop and go, so he simply found a shaded stone bench and sat down, carefully checking his route.

"Ah~ ah~"

He heard an unusually high-pitched sound.

Looking up, not far away, two motorcycle riders were grabbing a necklace around the neck of a woman riding a bicycle. The necklace was probably too strong, and it took a second or two before the necklace broke.

This kind of motorcycle robbery is called "speeding party".

When I was running business in an advertising company before, I also saw that as long as you run outside every day, you can encounter anything.

The woman who was robbed fell to the ground with her car and her.

When the woman got up, the person who snatched the necklace turned around.

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, without even thinking about it, he quickly tore down a bamboo pole from the newly planted tree next to it, and ran over.

"Damn X, you're still wearing fake ones, you poor ghost!" The "Speed ​​Car Gang" man threw the necklace in his hand at the woman's face.

Seemingly unwilling, he stretched out his hand to the bag hanging on the bicycle.

With a roar, Shen Jianghe picked up the bamboo pole and landed it precisely on the hands of the "speeding car gang".

Seeing someone helping, the "speeding car gang" quickly stepped up the accelerator and ran away.

In this city, people are so indifferent to each other. If you see criminals in the north, the old men and women next to you will definitely rush to them.

Shen Jianghe saw the woman fell to the ground again due to inertia, so he hurried over to help her up.

"Are you okay?" He asked, and was surprised to find that the bicycle looked familiar, "It's you?!"

It was Lin Ximeng who said he stole a bicycle last time!
Her face was pale, her legs were trembling, and she seemed to be unconscious amidst the terror.

"Is there something wrong?" He saw a circle of strangulation marks on her snow-white neck, and blood streaks emerged.

She still didn't respond, and there were a few patches of dust on a bunch of long skirts.

"Let's go if you have nothing to do. These people may come back." He was worried that these "speeding gangs" were fickle.

She heard this sentence clearly, and she realized it all at once. Regardless of it, she pushed the bicycle and left.

"Look at the car!" He grabbed the rear rack of her bicycle.

I saw a large truck roaring and rumbling past, running over the ground and vibrating endlessly.

so close!He breathed a sigh of relief.

After being frightened twice in a row, she seemed to be unable to stand still.

He took the front of the car she was holding, helped her sit on the rear rack, pushed her away from this place, walked a long way, and found a stone bench.

He stopped and helped her sit on the stone bench again.

Only then did her face turn a little bloody.

He took out a bottle of water from his bag and looked at it. The only thing he had drunk was a bottle of water bought at the newsstand next to him, and he unscrewed the cap and handed it to her.

"Thank you..." She said weakly.

"Nowhere else is it hurt?" he asked again.

She shook her head.

That's good, drink a few sips of water, and you'll be fine after a while.

He stood beside her for a long time, neither of them spoke.

"Do you want me to take you back?"

She shook her head again.

"Do you know Lin Xiya from Suizhou Newspaper, right? Or I'll call her and ask her to pick you up." He was sure that she was related to Lin Xiya, but he was just testing it out.

He can ask the group's switchboard to transfer to the data room, where Lin Xiya can be found.

She still shook her head.

Then she stood up, walked a few steps, and moved a little bit, nothing unusual.

"This is my business card. If you need anything in the future, you can contact me." This is the first business card of the director of Suizhou Metropolis Daily that he sent out.

She took the business card, looked at it politely, and said nothing.

He took out his mobile phone to check the time, and he had to rush to the city electricity university before he got off work in the morning.

Perhaps his actions reminded her. She pushed the bicycle, walked slowly a few steps, turned around and thanked her again, and then walked crookedly on the bicycle for a while before getting up steadily.

Time was a little tight, he found his bicycle and ran towards the main street.

The door of the Municipal TV University was unobstructed, so he entered the office building and found the Office of the Director of Admissions on the first floor.

He tidied up his appearance, took out a newspaper and his business card from his bag, and knocked on the door.

After hearing someone inside say, please come in, he pushed open the door and walked in.

"Director, hello! Excuse me, I am from Suizhou Metropolis Daily, and I will send you a copy of the newspaper."

He went to the desk and handed the newspaper over.

The director is a middle-aged woman, she looks shrewd and capable, and she still has charm.

"Deliver the newspaper?" She took the newspaper with some hesitation, and flipped through it casually.

The moment she was flipping through the newspaper, he quickly glanced at the business card on the corner of her desk, which showed Director Sudan Qing.

"Director Su, this is my business card." He handed over his business card respectfully.

Su Suqing took the business card and looked at it suspiciously. It showed the advertising department on the business card, and suddenly flew into a rage.

"Advertiser again, get out!" She said sharply, looking at him sharply, and threw the newspaper and business card at him.

"Sorry to bother you." He didn't expect her attitude to change so quickly, she was still smiling, apologizing repeatedly while picking up newspapers and business cards scattered on the ground.

Then, under her glaring eyes, she placed the newspaper and her business card neatly on the corner of her desk.

"Don't come here in the future. This newspaper office and that TV station come several times a day. Do you still let me work?" She probably felt that she had lost her composure, so her tone was a little calmer.

Still smiling, he bowed and exited, closing the door behind him.

With the psychological preparation that Yu Jiangnan said about being kicked out by the client, he was not without happiness. Today's goal has been achieved, and knowing the name of the admissions director can't be better.

Sudan Qing asked himself not to come next time, that's not good, this is his job, it is impossible not to come, what will happen then?
To reprimand yourself again?Then let the security guard kick yourself out?
If Gu Jingjing resigns, will he lose his way after being rejected by the client like he is now?

If, as Gu Jingjing said, the newspaper has no circulation and no advertising effect, will he back down?If the circulation is effective, then the advertising department still needs a rookie like himself?
Thinking about it this way, it's like watching a TV series, looking forward to the plot of the next episode, which is a bit exciting for him.

Reject, accept rejection, and try to change the status quo, this may be his normal state in the future as an advertising salesman.

As the saying goes, if you want to grow, you have to face problems constantly, only when you solve them will you gain something, and only when you gain something can you grow.

The time at noon is the most difficult, and it is not the time to visit customers again, and return to the agency, no, I have to go to Suicheng University in the afternoon.

As I was thinking about it, the mobile phone on my waist rang. Today is my first day in business, so it cannot be a client. Only my colleagues in the advertising department know my number.

He looked at the phone and felt that the number was a little familiar.

"Shen Jianghe, come here."

He answered it, and it took him a long time to recognize Ning An'an's voice.

"I'm working." He was a little happy, did she find her diploma?

"You promised me." Her tone was so blunt that it was not negotiable.

He could tell that it wasn't for him to get the certificate, but for the purpose behind her holding on to her diploma, which she had to promise her last time when she couldn't help it.

This reminded him of the three things Zhao Min asked Zhang Wuji to promise her in martial arts novels.

Just because her diploma is in her hands, is she holding me like this?
"Is it time to rest?"

"Now?!"

Ning Anan hung up the phone.

How could this woman be like this? !The identity of the former boss is exactly like that of his ex-girlfriend, even if he is an ex-girlfriend, is that also in the past tense?Do you still want to figure out the future tense?

Anyway, there is no place to go at noon, and it is not far from here to her side.He decided to go over and see which song she wanted to sing?
In front of beautiful girls, a man's tolerance may be beyond his imagination.

Ning Anan was much more enthusiastic than before. After entering her office, he found that she had already made tea and ordered a takeaway for him.

"Didn't eat, did you? Roast goose, it tastes good." Ning Anan put a cup of tea in front of him, and pointed to the takeaway.

Roasted goose is a must in Suicheng's food. Shen Jianghe is a foreigner and is not used to the food here, but he has a special liking for roasted goose. It is a bit expensive, and he only makes tooth sacrifices occasionally.

"Tell me, what's the matter? Where's my diploma?" Only now did he realize that he was starving. Although it was fast food, he understood that it is easy to take advantage of others.

"Let's talk about it after dinner."

"You still go first."

The two exchanged glances for a while.

"The magazine is about to be published, and there are still a few pages left." Ning An'an could only tell the reason.

"President Ning, are you kidding me?!" Shen Jianghe was stunned when he heard this.

She really dared to say this. Since the last time she got her ID card, she condescended to "beg" herself, but now it's good, she didn't even ask, and gave the order directly.

"There is no way, you have to help me." Ning An'an finally said "help", but it was clear that her subtext was that she wanted a diploma.

The ID card can be reissued, but it is very difficult to reissue the graduation certificate.

But her request was to let him run the business for her. To put it bluntly, it was a part-time job, which he could not accept. He had just entered this industry not long ago.

"I can't do this!" He stood up to leave.

"What are you in a hurry for? Using your spare time, it won't affect your work, nor harm the interests of the newspaper, I beg you." Ning Anan's tone softened a lot.

"You begged me? Don't dare to take this! I've begged you N times, when did you take me seriously?" Shen Jianghe's mouth was stiff on the surface, but he was hesitating in his heart.

"You sit down and talk about it first. Actually, this matter may be good for you." She waved to him and made a fool of herself.

"What's the good?" he thought to himself, taking money to pay himself?I am short of money, but what I lack is not this kind of money.

"You haven't been in business for a long time. Seeing that you have been successful like this, you can further train yourself. Wouldn't it be better to have a sense of accomplishment?"

What Ning Anan said seemed reasonable.

He is a little moved, he really needs to experience it in many ways, both belong to advertising, and many of them are interlinked.

"Can you tell me exactly what to do?" He sat down and drank a cup of tea.

Ning An'an said that the customer information is ready-made, and the salesman has met with the boss several times, but he doesn't know which link has a problem, and has been shelved there.

"Eat, eat. Don't think that I'm a sugar-coated cannonball. You worked here for a day before, so let me buy this for you by paying back wages."

Ning Anan could see his thoughts.

Having said that, he didn't feel so awkward anymore, he had to give himself an explanation and a reason for everything, and when his mind was clear, there would be no problem.

He was no longer polite, and started to feast on it.

"Jiang He, during this time, every time I see you, you have improved. Now, you are really different from when you first came to our company." Ning An became happy, this was what she said in her heart.

"Just this time, don't make another example!" He drew a red line for her.

Sugar-coated cannonballs and sweet talk, now she simply calls herself "Jiang He", and he doesn't want to have more entanglements with her in the future.

"Okay!" She smiled comfortably in front of her for the first time.

"You look better when you smile." He joked half-truthfully.

When the sun was setting, he returned to the newspaper office tiredly, and went to the School of Management of Suicheng University in the afternoon. Anyway, the security guards still didn't even let him in.

He had no choice but to squat down, hoping to meet the dean by chance, but he found nothing except the torment in his heart.

This didn't affect his mood at all, and now he suddenly agrees with what Ning An'an said about him being different.

He found that since he became an advertising salesman, he has indeed undergone earth-shaking changes, that is, his face has become thicker, his body and mind have become more frustrated and courageous.

When he returned to the newspaper office, he had to continue working. He borrowed the bound volumes of the three major newspapers from the reference room and put them in the office. He could consult them anytime he came back.

Xiang Jing took the initiative to ask him to share the burden for him and help him find information, but he politely refused. This kind of work cannot be done by others.

Xiang Jing was silently by his side the whole time, which moved him a little.

Last time I was reprimanded by Chu Hanfeng not to speak the native dialect in the office, but Xiang Jing still went her own way and chatted with him in the native dialect.

This made him feel a little relieved. When he was in a foreign country, the local accent was a little more warm.

"Go back." Seeing that it was already late, he urged her again.

"It's okay anyway, I'll live upstairs." Xiang Jing was very stubborn.

Upstairs to the office is the 20th floor. The collective dormitory is specially arranged by the group for free for night shift editors. In the advertising department, only the advertising page editor Yan Zi is eligible, and Xiang Jing can live in it. This shows that Chu Hanfeng still used it a bit. privilege.

When Xiang Jing said this, the word "supervisor" suddenly came to his mind. He knew that since entering the advertising department, Xiang Jing had cared more about him. Naturally, she didn't mean to be a supervisor, but with Chu Hanfeng's factor , he had to be careful.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't bear to let Xiang Jing accompany him like this, so he had to call it a day and go to work as a "postman" tomorrow morning.

After leaving the office compound, the broad Suicheng Avenue in front of me was still brightly lit like daytime, but there were fewer vehicles, and it felt a little empty.

Now that there are no buses, he can only walk back. Walking on the street, he suddenly felt a little sad, and a song sounded in his head:

Walking down the long street alone...

(End of this chapter)