Chapter 43 Empty

On Friday, Suti returned to the company to report for leave.

Sit at your workstation.

Zhang Yue came over to share a piece of gossip, "Did you hear that Mr. Pei has asked to resign?"

Su Ti's eyes lit up, "When?"

"The boss let it slip the other day that he applied for resignation this Monday and is said to be going through the process." Zhang Yue added, "Boss Pei is a senior executive and the resignation approval process is slow. It will probably take some time."

Suti was thoughtful.

The timing of Pei Ying's resignation was too coincidental, and she couldn't help but think more about it.

I am eager to start my own business.

Do you want to extend an olive branch to show your sincerity?

Here, before Suti extended the olive branch, the new colleague arrived.

Zhang Yue introduced the two of them.

The other person's name is Tong Wei, and it is said that he just graduated from university this year.

She was wearing a white knee-length skirt and had long braids, and looked like a very plain girl.

Tong Wei held two cups of milk tea in her hands and handed them to Su Ti, "Sister Su Su, this is for you."

Su Ti was quite surprised and took it and thanked him.

It has to be said that Tong Wei is simple but well versed in how to survive in the workplace.

Starting with a cup of milk tea will invisibly open a door for yourself.

morning.

After getting approval from the department head, Su Ti began the handover with Tong Wei.

Be conscientious and take care of every detail.

Tong Wei listened carefully and took notes carefully.

The handover process between the two was quite harmonious.

At lunch time, Su Ti invited Tong Wei to go to the food street behind the Science and Technology Park.

The two of them walked and talked.

Passing by a Season cafe.

Tong Wei noticed the job notice placed at the door, glanced at Su Ti, slowed down and took a photo with his mobile phone.

The movement was quick, but it did not escape Suti's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ti looked at the familiar storefront and name of the cafe, relaxed.

Tong Wei smiled, a little shy, "Nothing, this coffee shop is hiring, and a classmate of mine wants to do a part-time job, so I took the photo for her."

This statement sounds familiar.

Especially like the 'I Have a Friend' series.

Su Ti didn't ask any more questions, but just said, "I know the manager of this store. If your classmate wants to interview, I can help you put him in touch with him."

Tong Wei was pleasantly surprised at first, but in the blink of an eye, she thought of something and her joy faded away. "Okay, thank you Sister Susu."

After all, he is a fresh graduate who is not very experienced in the world and does not know how to manage his facial expressions.

Su Ti didn't take it to heart, after all it had little to do with her.

Not long after, the two had a simple meal at a dumpling restaurant and Su Ti paid the bill.

Return to the company for a short rest and continue the work handover.

Evening comes.

The handover between Su Ti and Tong Wei is basically coming to an end.

As a department assistant in a functional position, the work is trivial but not important.

One day is enough.

There are still ten minutes until the end of get off work.

After confirmation from her supervisor, Suti signed the resignation documents.

After more than a month of work experience, Yu Suti has gained a lot.

Before leaving the company, Tong Wei asked her, "Sister Su Su, can we add each other on WeChat?"

Su Ti readily agreed, "I've sent you the detailed document package via email. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

……

After a busy day, Suti returned home hungry.

But I have no appetite.

After thinking for a while, my fingers inadvertently opened WeChat.

At around six o'clock last night, the chat box had already flooded to the second page.

Rong Shaoting's schedule changed and he did not return to Pingjiang.

No contact all day today.

Su Ti hesitated and opened the keyboard, typed two words, deleted them, and gave up.

She consoled herself that if he had time, he would probably contact her. Su Ti sat in the living room with her knees hugged, staring at her phone in a daze.

I feel lost and empty inside.

The moment the screen lit up, it seemed to light up Suti's eyes as well.

But when I saw the caller, my expectations were instantly dashed.

After picking up the phone, Fan Ye's nonchalant voice came from the other end, "Sister, have you returned yet?"

Su Ti said calmly, "Yes."

Fan Ye: "The contract for the Ma Street shop has been completed. Would you like to take a look at it, or should I sign it directly?"

The matter is before her, and Su Ti cannot afford to be lazy.

"Tomorrow, I'll bring the manager over and we'll meet."

"Okay, what are you doing?"

Su Ti looked at the sunset outside the window and said weakly, "Home, stay."

Fan Ye said in a high-spirited tone, "Why stay at home on the weekend? Come out and have fun."

Su Ti was not interested, "No."

"A new Q bar has opened in the northern suburbs of the city. It specializes in molecular cocktails and also serves Whose Goose. You can have as much as you want. Do you want to come? It's new, and no one knows you."

That's what I said.

Su Ti curled her lips and said, "Call Xiang Qing."

"Okay, I'll send you the address on WeChat."

Q Bar in the northern suburbs of the city.

Su Ti parked the car, it was just past half past six.

Fan Ye had already arrived and was squatting on the curb, holding the cigarette butt between his thumb and index finger and taking deep puffs.

Seeing Su Ti, he put out the cigarette, flicked it into the trash can with two fingers, and ran over.

"Xiang Qing will be here soon. Oh, by the way, is this the new person you hired to run the flower shop?"

Su Ti: "Not really, just an acquaintance."

Fan Ye: "Is it reliable?"

"Daily operations are no problem. She used to work in a flower market."

Fan Ye breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his spare money would not be wasted.

After a while, Xiang Qing arrived driving a Panamera.

When the three friends get together, the atmosphere is very lively with everyone talking and laughing.

The distraction of chatting temporarily suppressed the empty feeling in Su Ti's heart.

The bar opens at 7 o'clock sharp.

The interior of the bar is decorated in dark brown, with light ambient lighting. The dark tones create a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

The three of them went in and specifically asked for a circular private room.

Fan Ye was a man who knew how to handle things. He ordered a table full of snacks and fruit plates to fill the stomachs of his two girlfriends.

Xiang Qing learned that Su Ti wanted to open a flower shop and Fan Ye also invested in it.

He immediately teased in amazement: "How much can a flower shop earn in a year? It's just a small business, do you two really think highly of it?"

Fan Ye didn't care, "Hey, it doesn't matter how much money it is, as long as I can make it."

Su Ti ate French fries and casually revealed a set of statistics, "Last year, the online e-commerce scale of the domestic flower market exceeded 100 billion, and the offline market exceeded 90 billion. Xiang San, don't underestimate the flower industry."

Xiang Qing mouthed "Fuck!"

Not only was I impressed by the purchasing power of Chinese people for romantic rituals, I was also surprised that Suti had actually done her homework.

This little guy is so heartless all day long, I didn't realize he has some inner talent.

When Fan Ye heard this, his eyes lit up.

It was as if he had already seen the money waving at him.

If he gets 1% of the trillion-dollar market, he will definitely be the flower king.

So, Fan Ye leaned close to Su Ti's ear and said, "Sister, I still have some spare money in my pocket..."

Taking the initiative to send money to someone's door also requires a proper time.

Suti ignored it.

I ordered three cups of Whose Goose, leaned on the edge of the sofa, and thought about people while drinking.

A whole day, 24 hours, no phone calls, no WeChat.

Are you really that busy?
Her company has nearly a thousand employees, but Lao Su still has time to take a bath and soak his feet.

In the blink of an eye, it was past eight o'clock.

The bar gradually became crowded and lively.

At this time, six or seven people came to the private room next door.

They are all grown men, and they speak loudly, which is quite disturbing.

The private rooms are surrounded by half-person-high partitions and have no ceiling, creating a noisy and chaotic atmosphere.