"Good morning, sweet." Zhao Mingying sat down at the dining table.

On the table was the pumpkin porridge cooked by my wife when she woke up early, steamed fresh meat buns, and a stack of pickles.

Zhao Mingying was having a steaming breakfast, but she felt very upset.

Just yesterday, a human resources supervisor of the company found him.

His public relations activity department should optimize the organizational structure, improve operational efficiency, and reduce management costs.

The original media relations operation will be taken over by the media operation departments of other business units.

As the Public Relations Department, Zhao Mingying, the head of the Media Relations Group, was the first to be reduced to the "management cost".

However, it is still under discussion and said that he is to be mentally prepared first.

Whatever you are afraid of is what you come!

He had a premonition about this day, so he worked overtime until 9 o'clock every day and took the initiative to go on business trips, and was cautious in all aspects.

As a media group, Nebula International has many internal factions and conflicts have always existed.

For example, as the PR activity department slows down, leaders always have to find ways to reduce costs.

Although he offered to cut his salary voluntarily, he still expressed regret.

He is 36 years old this year and has been in the company for 10 years.

Because he entered the company early and had no academic qualifications at that time, he was just an ordinary junior college student.

Because he raises his salary every year and is barely considered a management team, his labor costs are currently very prominent.

It's true that it's debuff.

The leader, who was several years younger than him, naturally attacked him first.

After touching his smooth forehead and thinking about his current situation, Zhao Mingying felt particularly uncomfortable.

"TaTaTa-" The wife packed the room and walked out, sat next to her daughter, and suddenly said, "Old Zhao, our girl is particularly fond of painting recently. I want to sign her up for a class."

"How much?" Zhao Mingying raised her head.

"There are 6,800 yuan, and many of the girls' classmates have signed up, so that they can have common topics."

"Oh, then report."

"Also, my mother's leg has surgery next month. Although the residents' medical insurance reimbursement, it also costs a lot of money. They don't have a pension, so we have to pay some money. How much do you think is appropriate?"

"Just look at it."

Zhao Mingying lowered her head and silently considered the deposits at home.

Fortunately, he bought a house early. The unit price in the community was only 25,000 yuan. Later, he paid back a few loans in advance. Now the mortgage loan is less than 7,000 yuan per month.

But my wife is just an ordinary finance department and her salary is very low.

When a person reaches middle age, he faces unemployment and his stable life is broken.

Children, elderly, mortgage, life...

Pressure from all aspects is coming.

He must find a job as soon as possible.

I picked up my phone, opened WeChat, and pulled up the contact for a while, thinking about whether there was any connection to help him.

Over the years he worked, he has made many friends, and many of them have even become company executives.

Keep contacting slowly with shame, it should not be difficult to find a job to make a living.

However, the treatment is definitely not as good as that of Nebula International Group, and it is not stable.

Sighing, Zhao Mingying opened her circle of friends and started to browse while having dinner.

Soon, a few festive and beautiful photos came into view.

[Wen Ruan: "The most beautiful moment, the best of us, happy wedding, my girl!"]

Below is a group of 9 photos taken in the hotel wedding room.

The bride Sun Simin is in the C position, and there are several girls around her.

The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly Wen Ruo.

Zhao Mingying patted her forehead and then remembered that she would go to Sun Simin's wedding at noon.

It was really that yesterday's notice was too sudden, which made him forget everything.

I have red envelopes at home, but the cash may not be enough, so I have to go to the bank.

Looking at Wen Ruan’s photo, Zhao Mingying shook her head with a wry smile.

It's quite ironic. I just helped someone to recommend it in the middle a few days ago, and I was going to be optimized directly.

As for finding Vice President Ji Qiuyu to go through the back door, he never thought about it.

The two of them stayed in the same department when they joined the company, and they added contact information, so they could barely say a few words.

The reason why it can help Wen and Mr. Ji to recommend it to Mr. Ji.

It was also because I saw the recruitment notice posted on the other party’s circle of friends that Mr. Ji took the initiative to recommend it internally.

In this situation, he is really overestimating his ability to go to find someone in the past.

Shaking his head, Zhao Mingying commented under this dynamic: "Congratulations to Simin for her wedding! The bride is beautiful, and the bridesmaid is beautiful too!"

...

Celebrate hotel suite.

Wen Ruan held the answer sheet and shouted: "Please tell me the bride's lunar birthday!"

"June 9th day!"

"Please tell me the ten advantages of the bride!"

"Virtual, intelligent, beautiful, good cooking skills... Uh... I think about it..."

Amid the sound of cheering, Zhou Bo's face turned red with anxiety.

…

“Where are the shoes?”

"Not in the cabinet!" "Not in the bedside table, either! Look under the bed!"

"On the air conditioner! Brother Bo! Go and get it! We ask you to go up!"

After getting the shoes, Zhou Bo sorted out his somewhat messy clothes and knelt on one knee to put on Sun Simin.

Then he took the bouquet of flowers handed over by Tang Song and shouted excitedly: "Sun Simin, I love you, there is only one sentence for thousands of words, marry me!"

After taking the flower-carves, the two hugged and kissed.

Cheers and applause exploded in the room in an instant.

Tang Song, standing in the crowd, looked at Wen Roun. She was looking at the couple embracing each other, her eyes full of tears.

I picked up the bride and returned to my new house in Fuyuanli.

Tea, photo, entertain...

After completing the process, I set off to the hotel banquet hall.

...

11 o'clock in the morning.

The wedding is about to begin and guests are here one after another.

A black Buick Regal was parked in the hotel's underground parking lot.

Zhao Mingying locked the car, patted the pockets of her purse, and walked towards the elevator.

He and Sun Simin and Wen Ruan were both in the same department before and had a good relationship with each other.

At the beginning, he was the leader of both of them.

Later, with Tang Zong Entertainment's holdings, the company's internal organizational structure was adjusted, and multiple business departments were established, which was scattered in different departments.

Now a few years have passed, and he is still standing still.

Sun Simin has been promoted to planning director, with his rank as his.

After all, I still suffer from the loss of not having an education.

Nowadays, Nebula International is becoming more and more formal, he is the first batch of old employees to be eliminated.

Outside the entrance to the first floor banquet hall.

The welcome sign-in area is full of lively red, and there are wedding photos of the newlyweds next to it.

Zhao Mingying showed a big smile on her face and walked over quickly, "Simin, congratulations, happy wedding!"

"Thank you, Lao Zhao!" Sun Simin was wearing a beautiful welcoming suit and reached out happily and said, "Get the red envelope!"
To be continued...