Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 842 Disappointment

At five in the morning, the sky of Jiangcheng was still covered with a layer of gray-purple gauze, and the pancake stall at the subway entrance was already rising with hot steam. Lin Xia's hand holding the thermos bucket was bruised, and when the door of the seventh subway opened, she finally squeezed in. The metal pillar was posted with an advertisement for "CBD Elite Crash Course". The instructor in a suit and tie smiled confidently under the spotlight, which made her subconsciously straighten her slightly hunched back due to years of desk work. Three months ago, Lin Xia was still an ordinary clerk in her hometown county, repeating the trivial work of sorting documents and sending and receiving express every day. Until that day, she saw the recruitment notice of the Innovation and Technology Group on the Internet. The words "New Media Operation Manager, Annual Salary Starting from 30" attracted her like a magnet. Despite her parents' opposition, she quit her stable job, took all her savings and a box of books, and boarded the train to Jiangcheng. The twin towers where the Innovation and Technology Group is located glowed with a cold silver-gray light under the morning sun. Lin Xia stood in front of the French window on the 38th floor, watching the traffic downstairs shuttling like ants, her heartbeat so fast that it almost burst out of her chest. The voice of the department director Chen Ming came from behind: "Xiao Lin, this 'Double Eleven' event depends on you." He patted Lin Xia on the shoulder, and the smell of cologne mixed with the smell of cigarettes hit her face. When Lin Xia turned around, she ran into the meaningful eyes of Zhou Wei, the head of the marketing department. That look was like a fine needle, which made her feel uneasy. In the first month, Lin Xia almost lived in the company. At two o'clock in the morning in the office, only her computer screen was still lit with blue light. When she put the carefully prepared plan on Chen Ming's desk, the other party flipped through two pages and suddenly asked: "I heard that you are from the county town?" Without waiting for Lin Xia to answer, he said again: "It's a good thing for young people to be aggressive, but don't be too naive." This sentence made Lin Xia stunned in place. It was not until the printer spit out the last sheet of paper that she found that her fingernails had pinched a crescent-shaped blood mark on the palm of her hand. On the day of the "Double Eleven" event, Lin Xia stood in front of the data screen without blinking. The sales curve rose steadily, and just when it broke through the 30 million mark, a large number of negative reviews suddenly popped up on the page. "False product propaganda" and "poor customer service attitude" and other entries filled the comment area. Lin Xia's mobile phone vibrated wildly, and complaints from dealers from all over the country came one after another. She rushed to Chen Ming's office, but saw Zhou Wei sipping coffee elegantly: "Xiao Lin, you are so flustered that you don't look like a supervisor." The truth came unexpectedly. The intern in the technical department secretly gave Lin Xia a USB flash drive, which contained surveillance videos of Zhou Wei tampering with product parameters. It turned out that in order to squeeze out Lin Xia, Zhou Wei and the supplier did something. Lin Xia's hand holding the USB flash drive trembled constantly. She remembered that in the tea room last week, Zhou Wei smiled and said that she would teach her the "rules of survival in the workplace." Just as Lin Xia was about to report to the top management, her mother suddenly called. Her father was injured at the construction site and urgently needed surgery fees. Lin Xia stared at the half-month salary that had just arrived in her bank account, biting her lip as she signed her name on the hospital bill. That night, she curled up on a bench in the hospital corridor, listening to the ambulance sirens in the distance, and for the first time felt that Jiangcheng's winter was so cold. The turning point came at an industry exchange meeting. Lin Xia heard the conversation between two competitors in the bathroom and learned that they had the key evidence of Zhou Wei's illegal operation. She mustered up the courage to knock on the other party's door. When she returned to the company with a letter of intent for cooperation, she ran into Chen Ming and Zhou Wei kissing in the parking lot. In the moonlight, the wedding ring on Chen Ming's ring finger flashed a dazzling light. "Lin Xia, you disappoint me so much." Chen Ming threw the cooperation plan on the table, "Privately contacting competitors is a taboo in the workplace." Lin Xia looked at his hypocritical expression and suddenly laughed: "Director Chen, is your matter with Director Zhou a taboo?" This sentence instantly solidified the air, and Zhou Wei's face turned pale. Just when the situation was at a stalemate, the chairman suddenly returned from abroad. He directly appointed Lin Xia as the general manager of the new media division and announced in public that he would thoroughly investigate the "Double Eleven" incident. It turned out that the competitor was moved by Lin Xia's sincerity and not only provided evidence but also recommended her to the chairman. In the first month after taking office, the first thing Lin Xia did was to implement the "transparent office" system. She removed the partition wall of the director's office and moved her workstation to the middle of the employees. At first, the old employees were waiting to see her joke, but when she led the team to win three million-level projects in a row, the doubts gradually turned into admiration. However, the bigger crisis is still to come. At the critical moment when the company was preparing to go public, the news that Lin Xia had falsified her academic qualifications suddenly broke out on the Internet. The overwhelming negative news caused the stock price to plummet, and the shareholders demanded that she resign immediately. Lin Xia looked at the malicious comments and remembered the advertisement she saw in the subway when she first arrived in Jiangcheng-"Elite Crash Course". She did attend that training class, but she never used false academic qualifications to seek a position. At the press conference, Lin Xia did not avoid the question. She took out all the transcripts of her self-taught undergraduate degree and the professional certificates she had obtained over the years. "I admit that my starting point is lower than many people, but this does not prevent me from running hard." Her voice was a little trembling, but she was very firm. "It took me three years to go from a county clerk to a department general manager. It was not my academic qualifications that mattered, but my belief in never giving up." After this storm, Lin Xia won more respect. Chuangke Group was successfully listed, and her name also appeared on the Forbes China 30 Under Elite List. But Lin Xia did not forget her original intention. She set up a "Dream Chaser Fund" in the company to specifically support young people from small cities like her. One weekend, Lin Xia returned to her hometown. Standing in front of the dilapidated bungalow, she saw that the grape vines in the yard were full of fruits again. Her father's leg had healed, and he was sitting at the door repairing farm tools. "Girl, come back when you are tired." Her father's words made Lin Xia's eyes hot. But she knew that she would not stop. The ups and downs of the urban workplace are still going on, and she is no longer the ignorant girl who just arrived. Today, Lin Xia still takes the earliest subway every day. The difference is that she no longer has to rush to get on the subway, but can calmly stand in the car and watch the city outside the window gradually wake up. Her phone is filled with countless unread messages and her schedule is packed, but whenever she feels tired, she will open the yellowed notebook, which contains the words she wrote to herself when she first entered the workplace: "In this ever-changing urban workplace, I hope I will always remember why I started and always have the courage to start again."