Chapter 1000: This will not happen again
The manager's office of the store is not in the store, but in an old building not far from the store.
This building is a residential building. It is quite old, probably older than the age that Wang Jianjun's grandfather has lived to.
Going up to the third floor, the corridor was very narrow and low. Wang Jianjun bent down slightly and pushed open the door. Outside was the finance office, where the store accountant and cashier sat. The room inside was the manager's office.
Wang Jianjun first nodded and greeted the accounting teacher and the cashier, then said that the manager was looking for him. The accounting teacher pointed towards the manager's office and motioned for Wang Jianjun to go there by himself. Wang Jianjun thanked him and knocked on the door. Soon the manager's voice came from inside, saying please come in.
"Manager..." After entering the door, Wang Jianjun bent his waist even lower.
"Oh, Lao Wang is here. Sit down for a while. I'll finish this." The manager was busy. Hearing the voice, he looked up at Wang Jianjun who came in, then pointed at the sofa next to him and continued to look at what he was holding.
Wang Jianjun sat down nervously with his hands on his knees. For some reason, his palms felt damp. He quietly wiped them on his pants twice, but soon he began to sweat again.
The manager's office was quiet, with only the rustling sound of the manager flipping through documents. After a long while, the manager finished looking at what he had in his hand, put it down, took off his reading glasses, and turned to look at Wang Jianjun.
"Manager..." Wang Jianjun quickly stood up and bowed slightly again.
"Sit down..." The manager pressed his hand, then suddenly remembered something: "Look at me, you've been sitting for so long that I forgot to pour you a glass of water..."
"It's okay, it's okay, manager. I'm not thirsty." Wang Jianjun felt even more nervous after hearing this. The manager was so polite to him today. Could it be that...? Thinking of this, Wang Jianjun's heart was lifted. Although his income in the store was not high and he was not a formal employee, it was a serious job after all, and the store also provided him with a place to stay. If he lost this job, Wang Jianjun simply couldn't think of what he would do in the future.
The manager smiled and didn't insist. He picked up the cigarette on the table and threw it to Wang Jianjun. At this time, Wang Jianjun was a little annoyed that he didn't think of offering the manager a cigarette first. It was all his fault that he was too nervous and forgot about it.
He quickly took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette for the manager, and then lit the cigarette the manager gave him. Wang Jianjun said thank you twice before sitting back.
"Don't be nervous, Lao Wang. You have been working in our company for more than half a year, so you are not a newcomer anymore." The manager said to Wang Jianjun with a smile .
Wang Jianjun smiled innocently and nodded, but he felt even more unsure. His left hand, which was placed on his thigh, was clenched into a fist nervously.
The manager smoked a cigarette and said, "Old Wang, how do you feel about your work in the past six months? Are you used to it?"
"It's a habit. My colleagues at work are all very nice to me. Thank you, manager, for giving me this opportunity." Wang Jianjun replied quickly.
The manager smiled and waved his hands: "The opportunity is given by the leader, but whether you can do it is up to you to fight for it. Lao Wang, you have been here for quite a while. I have seen your work attitude these days. You have done a good job. The colleagues below also recognize you..."
The more polite the manager was, the more uneasy Wang Jianjun felt. After all, he was a man who had experienced many ups and downs, and because of his identity, he was much more sensitive than ordinary people. In addition, he was a temporary worker. From the time he came in until now, Wang Jianjun had been worried that the manager would say something that would make him despair.
But strangely, the manager talked for a long time and didn't mention the business until he finished a cigarette. Just when Wang Jianjun was puzzled, the manager said, "Old Wang, do you have any idea about your job?"
"No, no, I have no idea. I will do whatever you say, manager. I don't have any other ideas..." Wang Jianjun replied hurriedly, and at the same time gave the manager a smile, but his heart was suddenly in his throat.
"Is that so..." The manager thought, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, then opened the drawer, took out something, and called Wang Jianjun over.
"Lao Wang, fill out this form right here."
“What is this...?” Wang Jianjun stood up nervously, walked closer and took a closer look. It turned out to be an employee registration form, which made Wang Jianjun stunned.
"After filling out this form, you will be a formal employee of the company starting next month. Your salary will be paid according to the normal salary of the store, and the specific division of labor will remain the same. Human resources management belongs to the warehouse, and Lao Mei will still be in charge..."
Wang Jianjun didn't listen carefully to the latter words, but he heard clearly the manager's previous few words. In an instant, Wang Jianjun's face turned red, as if he had drunk too much alcohol. He held the light paper in his hands and his whole body was shaking slightly.
"What's the matter, Lao Wang? Are you too fond of it?" Looking at his expression, the manager asked jokingly with a smile.
"I...I...thank you, manager...thank you, manager..." Wang Jianjun was about to cry. At this moment, he really felt that he had the motivation to live again. Becoming a formal employee of the unit meant that he had security. Even if he could no longer work when he was old, at least he would have a pension to live on.
Recalling the time when he just returned to Shanghai, Wang Jianjun didn't say anything, but he felt full of regret in his heart. He didn't blame his family, but blamed himself more because it was because of him that his family was criticized behind his back during the years he was in prison. He heard all this from his parents.
Wang Jianjun had figured out the reason for his fate many years ago. It was all his own fault. If he hadn't followed Zhang Bin to do something behind the scenes, or if he hadn't done that impulsive thing, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
Everything was caused by himself. Wang Jianjun was no longer young and had paid a huge price for it. He regretted it for sure. During the year he was out, he also heard about Song Chaoyuan and his friends. After all, Shenghua Group was now well-known and Song Chaoyuan was already a famous entrepreneur in China.
Li Daqi and Qin Zhengguo are also well-known in the business world. Even Gu Jie, who was the most inconspicuous person following behind them at the beginning, is an elite in Shanghai's business world. It is said that he has a very big business.
Looking back at the past and looking at the present, Wang Jianjun sighed with regret. If he had not lost his mind and continued to work with Song Chaoyuan, he might have become a big boss long ago.
There is no regret medicine in the world, otherwise Wang Jianjun would have to buy one. Unfortunately, the past cannot be undone, and some things can only be dreamed of by Wang Jianjun.
Restraining his excitement, Wang Jianjun carefully filled out the form with a pen, then handed it to the manager with both hands.
The manager looked at the form and checked it. When he felt there was no problem, he nodded and put the form back in the drawer. "Okay, Lao Wang, you can go back first. Don't tell anyone about this for now. I'll let you know when it's officially confirmed."
"Thank you, manager. I understand, I understand..." Wang Jianjun nodded repeatedly. He was not just a temporary worker in the store. Now he was a regular employee. Anything could happen before it was completely confirmed. Wang Jianjun was not stupid and he understood this principle.
After leaving the manager's office, Wang Jianjun walked back with a lighter step. When he got downstairs, the sunlight outside was exceptionally bright, and the shadows that had been covering him seemed to be suddenly dispelled by the sunlight. Looking up at the blue sky, Wang Jianjun took a deep breath, and a long-lost relaxation and joy appeared in his eyes.
The manager's promise was not a lie. More than a week later, Wang Jianjun received the approval to become an employee of the unit. From that day on, Wang Jianjun became a formal employee of the unit. After receiving the approval and signing the employment contract, Wang Jianjun couldn't help but shed tears. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears. His waist, which had been bent all these years, straightened up a lot, and his life became colorful again.
"Daqi, Daqi, why didn't you tell me about this?" Song Chaoyuan asked, staring at Li Daqi.
"What's the matter? What didn't I tell you?" Li Daqi asked back, pretending to be confused.
"What else could it be? Wang Jianjun's matter! Don't deny that you didn't interfere in Wang Jianjun's matter? Gu Jie told me everything." Song Chaoyuan asked unhappily.
"This Sanmao..." Li Daqi couldn't help blurting out, Song Chaoyuan waved his hand and said, "Don't blame him, I found out about this by accident and asked him about it. You didn't think I didn't know about it because he told the fruit company about it? Don't forget that I'm in charge of Si Te directly. If I hadn't run into Lao Tao at the Food Association meeting this time, and his secretary hadn't mentioned this to me casually, I wouldn't have known about this."
"Hey! Why didn't I think of that?" Li Daqi suddenly realized that this was the leak after all the fuss.
That's right, Li Daqi asked Gu Jie to arrange Wang Jianjun's matter. Wang Jianjun's current unit is a store affiliated with the fruit company. Gu Jie arranged this matter through the fruit company, but he forgot to ask Gu Jie to tell the other party not to mention this matter to Song Chaoyuan.
So yesterday, Song Chaoyuan went to attend the exchange meeting of the Food Association and happened to meet the secretary of the CEO of the fruit company. During the chat, the secretary, perhaps trying to please him, mentioned it unintentionally, and Song Chaoyuan knew about Wang Jianjun's affairs. So he called him in early this morning to question him.
Shaking his head, Li Daqi no longer needed to hide anything and immediately told Song Yuanchao the whole process of the incident, especially what happened after Wang Jianjun returned.
After finishing speaking, Li Daqi said: "Although Wang Jianjun brought this upon himself, he is still our classmate and former friend. He did something wrong back then and paid a heavy price. Now seeing how miserable his life is, I feel a little uncomfortable."
"Yuan Chao, you can say I am soft-hearted, or Mr. Dongguo, but no matter what, I will give him a helping hand for our past friendship, which will make me feel at ease. But don't worry, Wang Jianjun will never know who is helping him behind the scenes, and I just helped him solve his work problems. As for other things, I will not interfere in the future. How he will live in the future and to what extent he can live will depend on him."
Li Daqi said this to Song Chaoyuan frankly. Song Chaoyuan looked into Li Daqi's eyes seriously, shook his head and sighed after a long time.
"This won't happen again!"
