Chapter 1882: End of Volume: Su Daqiang and Su Mingyu
Chapter 1882 End of Volume - Su Daqiang and Su Mingyu
Many people look forward to the Spring Festival, because it is a festival of reunion and one of the few long holidays in a year. If you take it at the same time as the annual leave, you can have a holiday of up to half a month. Of course, this is an ideal state. Not many people can enjoy this treatment. Generally speaking, ordinary workers have to go to work on the fifth and sixth days of the first lunar month.
Meng Zhiyuan went abroad. Zhongcheng Group is now divided into Zhang Tong, Shen Yingshu, Shen Hao and others. Internal friction has caused revenue to decline. Su Mingyu looks very anxious, but it is useless to be anxious. The group will never ask her to go back to work.
Without a house, a car, and a rich master, all she can do now is to join the tide of finding a job after the holiday like countless unemployed people. After all, she is also poor now. With her consumption level, plus the money she spent on Su Daqiang, the 300,000 yuan Meng Zhiyuan gave her will not last long.
"Su Mingyu, who is Su Mingyu?"
When the female assistant's voice sounded at the door, she ignored the surprised looks of the applicants around her and walked towards the meeting room with her handbag.
Originally, with her ability, she didn't need to find a job at all. Under normal circumstances, as long as she spread the word a little, those headhunters would come around like cats smelling blood. After all, she was the general manager of Zhongcheng Group's Jiangnan Sales Company. She was experienced and knowledgeable. However, she was no longer the same as before, and "normal circumstances" did not apply. Since she left Zhongcheng Group, no headhunter has contacted her for half a year.
She also called the executives of those units that had business dealings with Jiangnan Sales Company, but the replies she received were either that the company had no suitable position for her or that the benefits were not good due to the impact of the trade war, and there was no recruitment plan, which sounded legitimate and euphemistic.
So, she had to lower her profile and go to some second-rate companies to apply for positions such as sales director that she had previously looked down upon.
"Su Mingyu, are you that Su Mingyu?"
The interviewer waited for her to sit down and asked a very discriminatory question straight to the point. For HR, this is very unprofessional.
In the past, she would have said something harsh and turned away without even looking at the other person. But now... her only choice is to endure.
"Yes, I am that Su Mingyu."
The interviewer smiled: "I have heard of your name for a long time, but I really didn't expect to see you here."
Su Mingyu couldn't bear it any longer: "If I am not mistaken, you are the vice president of this company. I am applying for the position of sales director. I think as a business manager, when it comes to whether to hire an applicant, what you need to consider is whether the target object can create benefits for the company, not how famous he is."
The interviewer said: "It seems that Miss Su has already investigated and understood our company before coming. Then you must know that most of our customers are processing industry owners in the Yangtze River Delta region. If you are really given the position of sales director, what if people recognize you and think that our company is unreliable? I think no company is willing to take this risk."
Su Mingyu was furious: "Since you have no intention of hiring me, why did you send me an interview invitation?"
The interviewer smiled and said: "Because I am very curious about you and want to meet you face to face."
"Are you satisfied now?"
"It's okay."
Su Mingyu picked up her handbag and turned away.
She couldn't figure out what was wrong with the vice president. After many years in the workplace, she had never seen such a senior executive, as if he was just trying to humiliate her.
When she arrived downstairs of the company, she looked up at the people squeezing into the bus at the bus stop, twitched her lips twice, sighed, and walked towards the park opposite.
It had been a whole week, and many resumes she had submitted had fallen into the sea. She looked down on the most ordinary jobs, thinking that she was not worthy of her ability, and people were unwilling to give her a mistress with a bad record a higher position.
It was not until now that she knew what kind of bad consequences a bad reputation would bring, and why Meng Zhiyuan took Xiao Meng to live abroad.
Ah...
There was a small lake in the middle of the park. She stood by the lake and yelled, and passers-by looked at her sideways and cast strange eyes.
...
Wuzhong District, Mudu Town Nursing Home.
There were still big red lanterns hanging under the eaves, and someone tore off half of the couplet at the door. The word "人人" in "福Manrenjinghui" was gone.
When Nie Laijin walked into the compound, two Midea air conditioner repairmen came out of the building in front of him with tool bags and gloves on their shoulders, discussing technical problems in maintenance. It sounded like there was a problem with the heating module of the central air conditioner.
He adjusted his fedora hat and walked into the residential building in front of him.
The thick cotton door curtain blocked his vision. When he opened the cotton door curtain and walked in, the first thing he saw was a hall with many chairs. There were two lines of words on the north wall---"Life has sunsets, respect the elderly and love the old trees and new styles."
There were some pansies planted in the clay flower pots placed below, which looked like painted Peking Opera masks from a distance.
He identified the direction and walked forward along the corridor on the right. He heard some people talking in the first large room. He walked in and saw many white-haired old people sitting on chairs, some holding the hand warmers that had just been heated, some drinking hot water from cups, and some with their hands tucked into thick sleeves. Near the corner, an old woman in her 70s was coughing violently. The nurse who was taking care of her was holding medicine in one hand and a cup of water in the other. It was not known whether the old woman choked because she was fed the water too quickly, or whether the sudden cold wave caused an airway reaction.
A TV was hung on the west wall, playing the film "Anti-Japanese Heroes" which was praised for its hand-torn Japanese invaders.
Several elderly people were so engrossed in watching the film that Nie Laijin did not attract their attention when he walked in from outside. Of course, some of them noticed that there was a stranger, and stared at him with their cloudy eyes without blinking, as if they were very curious about his purpose.
Because the air conditioner had not been repaired yet, the temperature in the hall was not high, and there was only an electric heater in the middle that was cooling the heat.
He looked around and did not see Su Daqiang.
At this time, the nurse who was helping the old woman take medicine noticed the stranger at the door after being reminded by an old man.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
Nie Lai Jin said: "Is there an old man named Su Daqiang here?"
"Su Daqiang? Yes, there is a man named Su Daqiang. Who are you to him?"
"Oh, I'm his friend. I came here to see him."
"In that case, then follow me."
The nurse put down the medicine bottle and water cup, and took Nie Lai Jin out of the hall and walked to the second floor. On the way, they passed by several empty rooms. It seemed that the elderly were taken to the hall downstairs. After all, the central air conditioner was broken, so it was more effective to gather together and keep warm by the electric heater.
"Why isn't he downstairs?"
The nurse's expression was very strange: "Su Daqiang is a bit unsociable."
After saying that, he sighed: "This daughter is the same. She sent him here just after the Chinese New Year. It's been more than a week, and I don't know if she will come again to see if the old man can adapt to the life in the nursing home. By the way, I heard that he has two sons. Why don't they care about him?"
"They are all busy. One is abroad and the other went to Hainan. They didn't know I was in Suzhou, so they asked me to come and see."
"Friends visiting is friendship, and it is different from children being filial to their elders."
Nie Lai Jin was a little unhappy: "You are not from Suzhou, are you?"
"No."
"That's right."
"What's right?"
"You don't know about the Su family in Tongdeli?"
"I don't know."
Nie Lai Jin didn't say much, but just slung the fruit basket in his hand around his wrist.
"We're here. This is the room. He has a bad temper and likes to curse people. He also has dementia, which is sometimes good and sometimes bad. He forgets what he said as soon as he turns his head, so no one wants to communicate with him."
The nurse pushed open the door of a room at the end of the corridor on the second floor, and Nie Laijin saw Su Daqiang sitting in the cold room, staring blankly at the north.
"Old Su."
He called, but got no response.
"Old Su."
He called again.
This time Su Daqiang heard it, turned around and looked at the two people standing at the door. A trace of doubt flashed in the depths of his eyes, but after a few breaths, his fish-shaped eyes became bright.
"Old Nie, you are Old Nie, I thought you were not coming back."
"Mingcheng said that the loan matter was settled, so I dared to come back."
Nie Laijin walked into the room with a fruit basket. When the nurse saw that the two knew each other, he closed the door and left.
"Old Su, why are you living in a nursing home? If Mingcheng hadn't told me you were here, I would not have been able to find you." He put the fruit basket on the bedside table and looked at his old friend across from him with mixed feelings. He had originally wanted to cooperate with Su Mingcheng to get an insurance for the house in Nanshan Lishe to prevent Cai Genhua from swindling it away after Su Daqiang's death. Now Su Mingzhe has taken back the house and remarried Wu Fei, but Su Daqiang... is still alone.