msmithbooks Chapter 381 is just a small token of my appreciation.
Chapter 381 is just a small token of my appreciation.
Chapter 381 Just a small token of my appreciation
After returning to the new media department, Yu Huan did not rush to her office.
It was just past 8:50, and there was still a short gap before he had to go to work, so he stopped and waited quietly.
Soft light streamed through the clear windows, illuminating every corner of the workspace.
After everyone had arrived, Yu Huan immediately convened a routine short meeting to briefly outline the work arrangements for the day.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze slowly sweeping across everyone's faces, and continued, "Everyone has successfully received their Spring Festival gifts, and the company also gave each of us a big red envelope—"
At this point, a burst of cheerful whispers immediately arose from below, and a joyful atmosphere filled the crowd.
A radiant smile, as bright as sunshine, appeared on Yu Huan's face.
"Today is the first day of February, and the Spring Festival is just around the corner. Starting tomorrow, we'll have a two-day weekend—"
He paused for a moment, looked around at everyone's excited expressions, and continued in a relaxed tone.
"Don't get too excited, everyone. I have to remind you that next week's tasks will be very heavy. With the Spring Festival approaching, there will be a lot of news and hot topics related to the Spring Festival. I hope everyone can adjust their mindset this weekend and meet the challenges of next week with full enthusiasm and high morale."
After Yu Huan finished speaking about the important matter, he said no more.
He waved his hand and said, "Alright, that's all for today's short meeting. Everyone, let's get back to work."
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone dispersed like birds returning to their nests, and the new media department's workspace returned to its usual hustle and bustle.
Yu Huan turned around and watched Chen Yaoyao's back as she headed towards her desk. After a moment's thought, she slowly walked towards her.
Chen Yaoyao was just pulling out her office chair and sitting down when she looked up and saw Yu Huan approaching. Her expression tightened, and she quickly stood up.
Seeing this, Yu Huan smiled warmly, raised her hand and pressed it down, saying gently, "You don't need to stand while talking, please sit down."
"Okay." Chen Yaoyao nodded and sat down slowly as instructed.
She moved her office chair so that she was facing Yu Huan directly.
Yu Huan rested his hand on the edge of the table, pondered for a moment, and said, "During the Spring Festival, major hot topics and events may occur at any time. New media emphasizes real-time reporting and rapid response. Our department needs someone to stay at their post, or at least work online."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yaoyao nodded slightly in agreement.
Yu Huan smiled, relaxed her tone, and continued, "Of course, as long as you keep updating on the major social media platforms, that's fine. As for the frequency of updates, there are no requirements. Take a look at who has the means to work online using a computer and make a list."
Chen Yaoyao pondered Yu Huan's words carefully, and her expression became serious: "Understood. I will compile a list as soon as possible to ensure that our new media department can respond to various situations in a timely manner during the Spring Festival."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Yu Huan finished speaking and turned to leave without hesitation.
Looking at his tall and straight back, Chen Yaoyao quickly replied, "It's no trouble at all, it's what I should do!"
Yu Huan nodded as she strolled leisurely along.
On my way to the office, I passed by the operations team.
He casually picked up his Chinese New Year gift box from the side of the workstation he liked at the front.
My gaze inadvertently fell on the bag opening, and there on the gift box were two Golden Monkey milk candies, which were just rolling slightly.
Yu Huan paused slightly, looked at Xiang Xinyi who seemed to be sucking on something, and said with a smile, "Did you give this to me?"
Xiang Xinyi raised her head, her bright eyes meeting Yu Huan's gaze, and said with a smile, "My former colleague from the advertising department got engaged. I ran into her when I was going up in the elevator earlier, and she gave me a handful of wedding candies. I thought I'd share the joy with you, Brother Yu, so I put two in for you."
Seeing that she clearly had candy in her mouth, Yu Huan smiled gently and nodded slightly, saying, "Alright, I'll accept this good fortune."
Back in her office, Yu Huan casually placed the gift box on the table, picked up a Golden Monkey milk candy from it, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.
A sweet aroma immediately spread across the tip of the tongue.
He slumped comfortably into his office chair, a candy still in his mouth.
Just as she reached for the computer to turn it on, Yu Huan suddenly remembered something and hurriedly reached into her pocket, pulling out a thick red envelope.
He sat up straight, opened the red envelope, glanced at the stack of red bills inside, gently ran his fingertips over the brand-new banknotes, and began to count them carefully.
He kept muttering to himself, "Eighteen," without any hurry.
As the acting deputy director, the Spring Festival red envelope given to him by his unit was three times that of others.
Yu Huan was slightly surprised, but also felt a sense of satisfaction.
The mess he made in his past life still seemed vivid in his mind, but now, he had transformed everything step by step into the positive and upward-looking state it is today.
Gazing at the red envelope in his hand, Yu Huan was filled with emotion. It contained not only money, but also recognition of him.
Time slips away silently amidst our busy lives.
It wasn't until the lunch break bell pierced through the door and faintly reached Yu Huan's ears that he snapped out of his daze and looked away from the computer screen.
He slowly stood up, stretching like a tall pine tree spreading its branches, and moved his somewhat stiff limbs.
The discomfort caused by maintaining a sitting posture for a long time was somewhat relieved at this moment.
He casually picked up his phone, turned on the screen, and took a look.
Only then did he realize that Lin's father had sent him a text message at 11 o'clock, which basically told him to come to the editor-in-chief's office for tea after lunch.
Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Yu Huan's eyes.
You should know that Mr. Lin has never invited him for tea; he always went there on his own initiative.
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan replied with a text message, agreeing to the request.
He picked up the hunting jacket hanging on the back of the chair, put it on, and then took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.
Since it was Lin's father who made the appointment, Yu Huan was full of energy and took action.
He strode off, ate lunch in the cafeteria, and arrived at the editor-in-chief's office on the eleventh floor in less than twenty minutes.
The feeling of fullness after the meal made Yu Huan look somewhat languid.
Unconsciously, he let out a burp, and a strong smell of chives instantly filled his nostrils.
Yu Huan frowned slightly, thinking to himself that the flavor of stir-fried chives and eggs was indeed potent, the aroma lingering in his mouth for a long time. He closed his mouth and raised his hand to knock on the door.
The thumping sound echoed in the silent corridor, but no one answered.
Seeing this, Yu Huan gripped the doorknob and turned it.
The sound of the door hinges turning was particularly clear at this moment.
He slowly pushed the door open, his eyes quickly scanning the room, only to find it empty.
Earlier, while eating in the cafeteria, he even took a stroll around, looking up and searching for Lin's father, but to no avail.
Looking at the empty editor-in-chief's office, Yu Huan thought to herself that even if Lin's father was eating in the cafeteria, he should have been dining in a private room.
However, once she arrived, Yu Huan didn't stand on ceremony and acted as if she were at home.
After closing the door, he went straight to the tea table by the window, sat down in the host's seat, turned on the electric kettle, and clicked the automatic water filling button.
Hearing the sound of water flowing into the teapot, Yu Huan, feeling utterly bored, took out his phone from his pocket and lightly swiped his finger across the screen.
The second hand of the wall clock turned slowly and steadily.
Yu Huan browsed the forum, poured himself a drink, and slowly washed away the strange taste in his mouth with the tea.
Just as he was enjoying a post about poop and pee, he suddenly heard light footsteps outside the door.
Judging from the continuous commotion, Yu Huan keenly realized that there was definitely more than one person coming.
He had just put his phone down when the door was pushed open.
The next moment, he met the eyes of Old Lin, who was wearing black-rimmed glasses. Noticing that Old Xu was following behind, Yu Huan, who had been looking relaxed, quickly stood up and put on a respectful smile.
Old Lin strolled in, smiling, and said, "Little Yu, you're here quite early! Have you eaten?"
"I ate it." Yu Huan nodded vigorously.
After responding, he looked at Old Xu behind Lin's father and quickly greeted him, "Good afternoon, Uncle Xu."
Old Xu was dressed in a well-fitting executive jacket, with a kind smile on his face.
He glanced at the spout of the teapot emitting wisps of steam on the table, then strolled leisurely, greeting Yu Huan as well: "Hey, Yu, how are you?"
Seeing that there were only these two people, Yu Huan pushed her chair back, preparing to give up the host's seat.
Seeing this, Lao Lin quickly raised his hand and pressed it down, indicating, "Xiao Yu, please sit here and make us some tea."
Since it was Lin's father's instruction, Yu Huan naturally agreed and said "okay".
After the three of them sat down, Lao Xu took a cigarette from Lao Lin and lit it with a one-yuan plastic lighter from his pocket.
Old Xu took a puff of his cigarette, looked at the electric kettle on the tea table, and a look of novelty appeared in his eyes.
As he exhaled smoke, he chuckled with a hint of teasing, "Xiao Lin, when did you update your tea-drinking equipment? It looks pretty advanced."
"Oh, these electric kettles are popular now. They have a bottle of mineral water attached to the bottom and can automatically fill with water. They're convenient and easy to use," Old Lin said leisurely, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. "Xiao Yu bought them for me. He installed one at home and one at work."
Upon hearing this, Old Xu nodded knowingly.
He turned his gaze to Yu Huan, who was skillfully brewing tea in a gaiwan, and said with a smile, "Your son-in-law is good, he's filial, buying tea for you and getting you new equipment."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan paused slightly, a humble smile appearing on his face, and said sincerely, "Uncle Xu, you flatter me. I'm just doing my bit for your father-in-law."
At this moment, Old Lin's mouth was practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.
He turned to the side and slightly opened the window. Wisps of smoke drifted out through the crack like light ribbons.
Old Lin sat down, took a drag of his cigarette, and looked at Yu Huan's fingers and said, "Little Yu, you're using the gaiwan quite well now."
Upon hearing Lin's father's praise, Yu Huan held the gaiwan steady and moved it around the three teacups.
His movements were fluid and graceful, ensuring the tea was evenly poured into each teacup. He smiled and said, "Dad, I often drink tea with you, and I naturally learned this skill by observing you all the time."
Old Lin laughed heartily, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Xiao Yu, did you go to the personnel department to pick up your Spring Festival gifts today?"
Yu Huan put down the covered bowl in her hand, nodded slightly, and said, "I've received it. The company even gave everyone a big red envelope!"
"Well, this was decided by your Uncle Xu at the cadre meeting." Old Lin picked up his teacup and took a leisurely sip.
Old Xu's eyes were full of praise as he looked at Yu Huan and said, "Xiao Yu, the new media department has really worked hard these past few days. Giving you some benefits is only right. It's both an affirmation of your work and an encouragement. In the new year, the new media department still bears great responsibility. You must make good use of your role and continue to spread the image and voice of our newspaper through the internet."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan realized that this was not a simple chat over tea.
With a solemn expression, he said, "Uncle Xu, please rest assured that in the new year, the new media department will work even harder, make full use of the advantages of the Internet, and continuously explore new ways and channels of communication so that our newspaper can always maintain its competitiveness on social media platforms."
"With your words, I can rest assured." Old Xu nodded slightly, his gaze shifting between Yu Huan and Old Lin.
Then, he flicked the ash from his cigarette in the ashtray and continued, "Xiao Lin, the newspaper's development this year is inseparable from everyone's joint efforts. In particular, the new media department, as a pioneering force, has achieved remarkable results. At the cadre meeting this afternoon, the arrangements for the new year's work must be meticulous and thorough to ensure that every step goes smoothly."
Yu Huan sat to the side, listening attentively to Lao Xu's speech.
Although he was the de facto head of the new media department, he was far from qualified to attend the cadre meeting.
Yu Huan thought to himself, no wonder Lin's father suddenly called him over for tea.
It turned out to be a meeting between two senior leaders of the newspaper. Taking this opportunity, Mr. Lin also included him in the discussion of the newspaper's new year plan.
Old Lin, with a cigarette between his fingers and his fingers gently rubbing his teacup, slowly said, "We can't be careless with the year-end work. Things are different now than before. The newspaper has changed too much, and we can't just rely on old experience."
“That’s right.” Old Xu took a deep drag on his cigarette and said thoughtfully, “The rise of new media has brought us new opportunities, and old experiences can only be used as a reference. This Spring Festival, the print magazine will still be suspended for seven days as usual, but we must continue to hold our ground in new media.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan realized it was time for him to make his stance clear.
He immediately said solemnly, "Uncle Xu, I have already asked the assistant director to compile a list of personnel who can work online. During the Spring Festival, the New Media Department will closely cooperate with all work arrangements to ensure uninterrupted online operations, keep a close eye on news hotspots, and respond and publish valuable content in a timely manner."
Upon hearing this, Old Xu smiled and nodded, praising, "Young Yu, you are indeed a young man with ideas and drive; you've already taken action so quickly."
(End of this chapter)