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BCG must be mad today.

On Wednesday morning, when I looked at the schedule, I found that the regular meeting with the big boss at ten o'clock was cancelled. Instead, the meeting was scheduled at the same time. The initiator was Jocelyn, and even the meeting room remained unchanged. When I asked the boss, it was the same on his side. My intuition is that the scale of the meeting has shrunk, and when I enter the door, there are only the boss and Kevin. In the absence of the big boss, Jocelyn held the meeting for him.

When everyone was seated, Jocelyn looked around the room, smiling deeper and deeper. Looking back, she said: "It seems that we have reached a consensus."

Kevin raised his eyebrows. The boss met him rarely.

Most of the people below have a puzzled expression, and a few are thoughtful and seem to have guessed something. Then I heard Jocelyn say: "Let’s stop here today."

The room was silent. After a while, the sound of rustling and moving the seat sounded.

Is this the end of the meeting? Lao Huang squeezed his eyebrows at me.

I left him with a meaningful smile, which probably meant: "Guess it!"

In fact, I'm not sure if this is an expression of that kind of meaning, but Huang has always been superb in reading my expressions. Even if I am a little off topic, he can always guess 90% or 100% of it.

"Yao," Jocelyn said when most of the people seated hurriedly left. "You wait a minute."

I stopped and gave Lao Huang a gesture to tell them to have a meeting first. Jocelyn tidyed up and said, "Are you still free today?"

"I will talk to Yimin from BCG about work at noon." I replied truthfully, "Maybe it's not very good-there is no arrangement for the evening."

She tapped her finger on her chin twice, thought about it, and said, "No hurry. I will be free tomorrow at noon. The big boss wants to eat with you."

"Okay." I agreed without any hesitation, and immediately turned around, concealing my expression. Holding the computer with my arm, I raised the file in hand and said, "Then I went back?"

"Good." Jocelyn was still dripping.

Then there was another meeting with BCG. Today, our two departments look very different from yesterday. If they don’t say anything like glue and paint, it is affirmative that they are clear of the past. I guess they are both big heads, and they can’t ask. They are pretending to be fine. Pretending to be nonchalant is one of the best things consultants do. I didn't expect to see anything on their faces, I just said hello to Sanjay and sat down.

Kevin is not here. On our side, the boss and Lao Huang did not attend either. Things always have to leave some leeway, and suddenly they are as good as their compatriots. Miss Pan De was also not present. She may not come to our company today. This is also expected: Xu Xin should still be the person in charge of the actual landing of this project, and she will definitely have to deal with him in the past few months.

Anning is also there. She has appeared frequently recently.

It is not easy to practice Tai Chi with counseling. It's like colliding with the muddy apprentice and the muddy master, how can there be such a simple thing that is blue? Moreover, our hostility should not be too obvious. I don't know to what extent it is just right: I am not an expert in this area after all. Our team originally happened to have a master in this field, but he accidentally had a schedule conflict and was unable to sit in the conference room at the moment; I am not Liao Hua, so I can't be this pioneer. Sanjay is a solid eye. Seeing that I am not very keen on speaking, I almost answered every question to BCG.

Oh, how else do you love him? It's so easy to use!

There is nothing sloppy about eating with Yimin at noon. One-to-one conversation, except that the content is the attitude, you have to give it the same. The consulting industry is not as good as our Internet company. The reimbursement quota is always generous. He didn’t play with me. He ordered the most popular Southeast Asian cuisine by the river early. The decoration is very distinctive. The thin bamboo curtains common in old Nanyang houses fall on the extreme of the new school. The Jane style is just right, and considering the land price of the CBD, the staple food from 32 new copies is not too much.

He waited for me to order first. I know he wants to see what kind of drink I want, tea or juice.

Although they are all Chinese, Singaporean Chinese and mainland Chinese can be distinguished by their names at a glance, and there is a big difference without the English writing-"Yaolong" and "Wenguang" such names with regional characteristics can be seen everywhere, pay attention , This is the name of my colleague, they are not much older than me-so as soon as I sit down, everybody inquires about my origin.

I told the truth, but I still speak English. He can get a bit of blood even if he wants to get close to it. How easy is it for a fellow to meet a fellow?

However, as far as he could tell about the company's things he wanted to know, I did answer them all. I'm sure this is the first goodwill signal they received in our department, and I hope he will cherish it: because once BCG has all the information, the situation will turn upside down, and we will beg them.

"You know," I said suddenly when it was almost two o'clock, "Singapore is small, but it's never a good idea to walk in the sun."

"what?"

"The rainy season is not over yet, and the weather is cooler on rainy days. You and Xin have just come here, and the project is not so busy. You should take advantage of the weekend to walk more." I said a few more places, "These are pretty good. And The trees on the NUS campus are also very interesting. They are very large in diameter-they are a bit like the same tree, one grows in northern Jiangsu and the other grows in southern Jiangsu. People from either side will be surprised to see the other side. "

"Have you been to Jiangsu?" His expression softened.

I continued, although still in English: "I have been to Suzhou and Nanjing."

The goal was achieved.

Yimin obviously feels that we have begun to gossip. I feel that his conversation is cordial and confident: "Thank you Yao, I haven't paid attention to these details. I feel very interesting to hear you say that. However, when we are working on projects outside," his index finger is drawn in a circle in the air. "Often the schedule is very tight at the beginning-after all, the customer pays for the service. As consultants, of course we have to ensure that we can provide a worthy bill. However, I also hope that I can have time to be a tourist. Singapore is a good place."

I snickered in my heart. This is pretty saying that when working on a project, in any company, the partner can't wait to pinch a stopwatch to let the young man work. He must have no time to fish during workdays. Of course, I won't expose him, but only implicitly said: "After all, BCG's salary is a lot higher than McFun. Those who can do more work."

My resume can be found on LinkedIn, so there is no need to hide it from him at the moment.

He raised his eyebrows: "You used to work in Maifu?"

"In company A." I said, "but I'm almost all in the office."

The second half of the sentence is a bit moist, and I don't intend to confess to it.

He seemed to be very interested in this topic, put his elbow on the table, and talked with me. I was a little distressed when I watched his suit. This suit looks very shiny, and the count should not be low, but it doesn't wrinkle much. Maybe it is some brand of strong-twist travel fabric. Looking around, even though it’s CBD, there is probably no CBD in the world with so many people wearing polo shirts—the low air-conditioning still leaves some decent for business people in Singapore. I suddenly thought that I should add some to the sofa at home. Throw pillow.

As I guessed, Yimin really talked about the gossip of the consulting company, and occasionally mixed up some financial things to show that he had a lot of contacts. I also leaned forward a little bit, found a comfortable posture, listened to him very intently, and nodded from time to time. Can a leather sofa with woollen cotton or ramie pillows work? Because the house is not very big, if you follow the style of the sofa, the living room looks a bit small.

But my sofa is so beautiful, I can't stop it at first sight.

If I use woolen fabrics to neutralize, I can use natural textiles in my entire living room to make soft furnishings, but the decorative paintings are a bit difficult to pick. There are few paintings sold here in Singapore. I saw some good ones in Bangkok before, but it was a pity that the third party had been pulling for dinner, and there was no time to contact them. Maybe I can find that store online?

"It's really nice to chat with you." Yimin raised his eyebrows and smiled very sincerely.

"Each each other." I also smiled. I think it is quite feasible. Find the kind of yarn-dyed coarse cloth pillow, and put it on the single-seater sofa. The saturation can be slightly lower. After all, it is by the window; but the center of the living room should be brighter, and the color should be better and decorated. The painting echoes. After getting this done, I smiled more sincerely and said: "Then you must try the Hainanese chicken rice at Maxwell Cooked Food Center, not far from Chinatown. The environment there is a bit worse, but the taste They are absolutely world-class, and they are also on the recommended list of the Singapore Tourism Board."

The best Hainanese chicken rice in the world is not that one at all. But there is my secret base, I will definitely not tell him.

After lunch, I pretended to buy something, and separated from Yimin at the entrance of the building, and grabbed the old yellow who had just gotten off.

"Xiuwen," my pride in the spring breeze has not dissipated, with a smile on my face, "Do me a favor."

"The meeting has just ended," Old Huang was crying, "I know you and the man in the suit had a good meal together. Let's talk after I have lunch, okay?"

I still follow suit: "I'll treat, let's eat and talk."

Old Huang didn't move. He looked at me as if he had seen a ghost, walked slowly to the smoking area, clicked on one, and said, "Just tell me."

"The big boss is looking for me to eat tomorrow." I can't laugh at the thought of it. "Jocelyn informed me. What do you mean by that?"

"Congratulations!" Old Huang Yin and Yang said strangely, "This shows that you are going to be promoted."

"Xiuwen." I patiently rolled my eyes, "please, help me think about it."

"Why don't you ask Jocelyn directly?"

I took a breath: "Did you hear what you said?"

Automatically consciously sent it up to Joselin to make a routine, dizzy in, dizzy out, I don't have that consciousness.

Old Huang smiled and said, "How is Huilin?"

That is also a master who eats people without spitting out bones, I thought to myself, but said: "I believe in you."

Lao Huang smoked a mouthful of cigarettes and laughed so badly, before speaking for a long time: "I didn't make a joke just now. This may really be something worth saying ‘congratulations’."