summer fireworks

As the new year approaches, Song Zhilin's focus of work has shifted to the upcoming "New Year" themed project. All kinds of artwork spread across the city poured out of the warehouse like a tide, and rushed to the streets and alleys of City B in the middle of the night, looking their most suitable position.

After recruiting two new people in the assistant department, Xiao Zhao was still so busy walking that she struggled to put a stack of folders on Song Zhilin's desk. Song Zhilin handed her a cup of coffee. He came over and asked, "Boss, why did you buy coffee for the assistant?"

"As an assistant, you are busier than the boss," Song Zhilin raised her quiet eyes, "You don't need to do many things yourself."

Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "You mean...?"

Song Zhilin pulled out a few copies from the stack of folders, clicked on the label on the casing, and carefully guided the work of his subordinates: "For documents like this that only need my signature, you don't have to sort them out yourself in the future, and hand them over to the assistant department. Just review it and give it to me."

Xiao Zhao nodded, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "Okay."

She thought the boss was going to fire her.

Song Zhilin shook her head, pulled out all the folders related to the New Year's project, put them in front of her, and said to Xiao Zhao: "From now on, you will only be in charge of the main work in my hands, and other things can be handed over to the assistant department. You are in charge." Check, the assistant department can recruit another supervisor to be directly responsible for you, is that okay?"

Xiao Zhao was promoted again unknowingly, and nodded in a trance. When Song Zhilin first arrived at the company, many people in the assistant department secretly laughed at her and such a paratrooper with no future. The position was promoted again and again, and he directly became the leader of those people.

I don't know how much they regret it.

Xiao Zhao settled down, saw that Song Zhilin had opened the folder, and quickly explained:

"This is an overview of our New Year's projects this year. The exhibits that have been displayed and the exhibits that will be displayed soon are marked on the map."

Song Zhilin flipped through a few pages in a business-like manner, and after confirming that there was no problem, he closed the booklet and asked:

"What about the batch that gave the prize?"

"The batch is now going through the award process." Xiao Zhao is very skilled in business, and immediately handed over a new booklet, "The shortlisted works are all here."

Before Song Zhilin opened the folder, she felt a little nervous.

I don't know if Yan Shu's works are in it...

She thought it was well done, but wondered if she could catch the eyes of the judges?

Song Zhilin has always been quite confident in her own taste, but now she feels nervous about depending on her test results.

Xiao Zhao didn't know why she was holding the folder, but she didn't open it for a long time, thinking that there was something wrong with her labeling, and she didn't dare to take the folder back from Song Zhilin's hand to see if there was anything wrong.

"Is there a problem?" Xiao Zhao asked cautiously.

Song Zhilin came back to her senses, she took a deep breath, opened the folder, and the first thing she saw was Yan Shu's work, with bright colors and strong personal style, it was her handwriting.

Song Zhilin let out a long sigh of relief, with a smile on the corner of her lips.

Looking at her expression, Xiao Zhao couldn't help muttering in his heart: It seems that the boss likes this work very much...

After Song Zhilin confirmed that Yan Shu's works had been shortlisted, he changed into a businesslike and calm face, and after reading the rest of the works, he closed the folder and handed it to Xiao Zhao, asking: "Will you arrange booths for the shortlisted works?" at what time?"

Xiao Zhao reported the time, and Song Zhilin nodded knowingly: "Before we go to the exhibits, will the results of the awards come out?"

"It's definitely possible," Xiao Zhao said, "There is no problem with the arrangement."

"Okay, then the gold booth will be arranged according to the winning works."

Song Zhilin said while thinking: I hope Yan Shu can win the award, she wants to see Yan Shu's works in the best booth.

On the first day of the new year, she wanted to go see it with Yan Shu.

The golden booth prepared by Starlight Media for design poster works is very good. It is a huge poster in the city's largest commercial plaza, and all citizens passing by the central square will be able to see the award-winning works.

If Yan Shu saw his work there, what would be his expression?

Although Yan Shu said that he didn't want to go to see his own exhibition with Song Zhilin, but if the work is publicly exhibited in a place like the central square, they pass by when they are shopping and take a look "by the way". "Watch the exhibition"?

There was a smile on the corner of Song Zhilin's lips. She also thought that Yan Shu's parents would also see her work if they were in the central square. Even those two people would be proud of Yan Shu and no longer care about her refusal to study business. The act of inheriting the family business.

Song Zhilin's work efficiency has always been very high. Most of the documents were processed in the morning, and the afternoon was the time for follow-up projects.

Her emphasis on "New Year" has reached a terrible level, and she will personally intervene in many matters. Several departments involved in the coordination are well aware of her temper, and they dare not be lazy on this matter.

In order to appease these employees who worked a lot of overtime, Song Zhilin asked Xiao Zhao to choose a cafeteria nearby and took them to eat.

Suddenly, the gloomy office regained its vitality.

"Ah, ah, boss, you are so kind! You can eat buffet if you work overtime!"

"That's right, there was no benefit for working overtime before! Even the microwave oven in the pantry is broken!"

"Now the department next door is going to be jealous of us. There are benefits all day long!"

The people in the assistant department called a car, and one person and one car took the colleagues there.

Xiao Zhao packed his things and asked Song Zhilin, "Boss, are you going?"

Song Zhilin raised her head and smiled slightly: "Eat happily."

Xiao Zhao didn't understand what he meant: "Did you bring food today? Buffet, let's go together, there are so many people."

Song Zhilin said, "I'll go home for dinner."

Xiao Zhao: "..."

People who are waiting are different!I have to go home for lunch at noon!

What can you do for these two hours!

Song Zhilin made a temporary decision to go home for dinner. She wanted to tell Yan Shu the good news that her work had been shortlisted before the assistant department sent the notification email.

She just asked Yan Shu that she didn't go to the studio today.

Knowing that she was coming back for dinner, Yan Shu volunteered, "I'll cook!"

Song Zhilin replied to her: "Okay."

Within a few seconds, Yan Shu sent another message: "When I come back, I'll buy a roast chicken downstairs. I'm afraid I'll spoil the meal."

Followed by a crying kaomoji, it looks so cute.

Song Zhilin bought roast chicken downstairs as she said, and seeing juicy green vegetables next to her, she bought another handful, so that even if Yan Shu didn't cook anything, she wouldn't have nothing to eat at noon.

She went upstairs and stood at the door, just about to knock, when she suddenly remembered that there was a cute little rabbit in her bag, her whole heart warmed up, she couldn't wait to grab the rabbit's ears, and took out the key .

Song Zhilin opened the door, and a voice came from the kitchen: "Are you back?!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a rush of rushing and clashing sounds, pots, pans and pans were clanging together, which made Song Zhilin's heart tighten at once.

Yan Shu cooked a meal, didn't do anything, did he?Nothing to eat is a small matter, but getting hurt is a big problem.

Song Zhilin changed her shoes twice, thinking that she was negligent, how could she let a kitchen killer like Yan Shu sit alone for her first meal?At least you should find a day when you are around and teach her hand in hand.

She rushed into the kitchen and asked, "Are you all right?"

Yan Shu is struggling to get the vegetables out of the pot. Although the dishes she stir-fry don't look good, a plate of fragrant dried fried meat, the dried fragrant cuts are thick and thin, and the meat pieces are large and small, but it looks overall It is cooked, except for a few burnt ones, it looks edible.

Yan Shu put the plate on the chopping board, looked up at her with his head on his hips: "What can I do? It's just cooking, why! Are you looking down on me!"

Song Zhilin laughed, put the roast chicken in his hand into a plate, and said, "I'm not afraid that if you cut it, your hands would burn your face."

Yan Shu washed the green vegetables, this time she learned to boil only a thin trickle of water, the water did not splash on her body, but flowed obediently along the vegetable leaves, and was completely washed by Yan Shu .

Song Zhilin watched her movements and boasted, "You're smart."

Yan Shu raised his head proudly: "Of course!"

Song Zhilin came back for lunch on the spur of the moment. He had prepared only some porridge and side dishes, but he didn't expect it to be quite rich.

The taste of Yan Shu's stir-fried dishes was a bit light. I don't know if it was because he didn't dare to put in seasonings. Song Zhilin put them back into the pot and added seasonings and fried them again. After they were served, they were full of aroma and tasted not bad.

The roast chicken sold downstairs is well-known for its golden skin, tender and delicious chicken, and it is very delicious after being bitten in the microwave.

Yan Shu slurred his meal while asking her, "Why did you come back for dinner today?"

Song Zhilin gave her a chicken leg, and said with a smile, "I'll tell you later."

Yan Shu unceremoniously ate chicken drumsticks, paired with small green vegetables to relieve his tiredness, and said dissatisfiedly, "You will go to work later."

Song Zhilin was unmoved, and said, "I'll tell you after dinner."

If I told Yan Shu now, what else would I have for this meal?Yan Shu was so excited that he didn't want to eat.

Seeing her mysterious expression, Yan Shu had to suppress the curiosity in his heart, and began to eat seriously. One bite of roast chicken and one bite of vegetables, the rice in the bowl quickly decreased.

Song Zhilin poured her a glass of milk and said, "Eat slowly, be careful not to digest it."

Even though Song Zhilin said so, Yan Shu's meal was eaten quite quickly.

In less than half an hour, Yan Shu had already finished his meal and milk, looked at Song Zhilin in a leisurely manner, and asked, "Can we talk now?"

Song Zhilin looked at her helplessly: "Sit down first."

Yan Shu was dragged to sit on the sofa by her. She didn't know what could make Song Zhilin so interested.

Having already eaten, Song Zhilin didn't hold back anymore and said:

"Congratulations, Shushu, your work has been shortlisted for this year's award."

"Shortlist?"

Yan Shu was stunned, and then remembered that the private work she had done before had just been handed over to Song Zhilin's company. Presumably, Song Zhilin was talking about the shortlisted awards.

Song Zhilin's eyes were full of what I came here to tell you, happy or surprised, Yan Shu could only exaggerate: "Wow! Really!" expressing his surprise.

Song Zhilin really saw it, the light in her eyes went out, she looked at her anxiously, and asked, "What's the matter, aren't you happy?"

It's always a joy to be shortlisted for an award, right? Why does Yan Shu have this expression?

Yan Shu smiled helplessly at her: "No, it's just being shortlisted. There's no need to be so excited."

As she spoke, she pointed to her bookcase and said, "There are already a bunch of trophies in it, and it's not interesting to take too many of these things."

Song Zhilin stared at her blankly, and finally said, "Oh."

She was a failed bird, but she also got a kiss.

Seeing her disappointed look, Yan Shu approached her amusedly, kissed her lightly on the lips, and said, "Don't be like this, this year is different, you gave me an award!"

"Oh." Song Zhilin was still a little sullen, "You are much better."

Yan Shu hugged her arm, deepened the kiss, and felt Song Zhilin's tense back slowly relax. After a long time, she smiled and asked, "Is this better?"

Song Zhilin didn't speak, but with a suspicious blush on her cheeks, she picked up her bag and said, "I'm going to work."

At the end of the lunch break, when Song Zhilin returned to the office, most of the people in the department had almost returned.

Xiao Zhao was sitting drowsily on the sofa and taking a nap, when he saw Song Zhilin coming back, he straightened up.

Song Zhilin frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Zhao handed over an appointment form and said, "The boss Yan we met in Juxianlou just called and said he wanted to invite you to have a cup of tea in the afternoon."