Shen Xian bought a shared bicycle on the roadside and pedaled to blend into the crowd.

In early autumn in Northern Hebei, the wind is the most comfortable at dusk. The evening breeze blows across her face wantonly, and her black hair rolls randomly. Against the direction of the light, her back is stretched very long...

Twenty minutes later, Shen Xian came outside a restaurant decorated in Jiangnan style. She did not go in, but parked the car far away, hiding behind a tree and looking inside.

There was no one in the restaurant. Looking from this angle, you could see a middle-aged woman sitting next to the cashier. She was staring blankly ahead with a blank expression. She obviously didn't look too old, but her hair on her temples was... All turned white.

A ray of light from the setting sun fell just on her shoulder, and she didn't move a muscle. The red sunset didn't reflect her pale face, and even the corner of her mouth seemed to be filled with some kind of sadness.

As Shen Xian looked at it, his eyes turned red. It had only been so long that she had aged like this. Endless heartache and sorrow came to her. When she turned around, she felt as if her heart was being squeezed by something. pain.

This person is Bai Zhang's mother. She was originally a graceful Jiangnan woman.

After she came to Northern Hebei with Bai Chan's father, she opened her own restaurant here and became her own boss. In the past, she had fair skin and a plump figure. No matter how busy or tired she was, she kept herself neat and tidy. When she was young, she would wear a cheongsam and hold a folding fan in her hand. She would deftly pull her black hair into a bun. Sometimes she would use a hairpin or even chopsticks to make a beautiful hairstyle.

Women who grew up in the Jiangnan Shuiyun always give people a feeling of gentleness and water, especially Bai Xian's mother. She always smiles, speaks with a soft voice, Wu Nong's soft tone, and ordinary words come from her mouth It always sounds particularly nice when you say it.

Bai Xian always said that his mother was the most beautiful and gentle woman he had ever seen. In the future, he would look for a wife just like his mother. Every time, his mother would hit him on the head with a folding fan - "Young man, let's go out." It would be nice to see more of the world."

It is precisely because of such a proprietress that her restaurant business is very good. Shen Xian always remembers her standing at the door with a smile and saying: "Xiao Xian is here, I have reserved a seat for you."

The light and shadow of the past and the present overlap, the person in front of you no longer has the voice and appearance of yesterday, and the scene before you is no longer the grand scene of the past.

After a long time, Shen Xian calmed down. She noticed a migrant worker sitting on the side of the road eating cakes. She walked up and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to eat?"

The migrant worker looked at her strangely and raised his hand holding the cake.

Shen Xian took out two hundred yuan from his bag and said, "Would you like to go to this restaurant to eat? You can order a lot of dishes for two hundred yuan. If you can't finish it, you can take it home."

Seeing that Shen Xian had handed over the money, the migrant worker brother was a little surprised, "Really?"

Shen Xian nodded and put the money into his hand, "Their food is delicious."

Although the man was surprised, he was still very happy to have someone treat him to a meal, "Thank you very much, I..."

"You're welcome, go quickly."

Shen Xian watched the man enter the restaurant. Bai Mu, who was sitting in front of the cashier, stood up to greet him. Her dull face was slightly angry.

Shen Xian was afraid that the man would spill the beans, so he turned around and hid himself. He waited until he was sure that the people inside would not look over, and then left in a hurry.

What a gentle and lively person she was once! Seeing her like this now, Bai Xian must feel very distressed.

In early autumn in Northern Hebei, everyone is in a hurry, as if they are rushing to get ready for the winter.

After returning home, Shen Xian did not neglect. She searched through her memories from the day and listed the companies that had sent them contracts to terminate their contracts, their goods, and their requirements for contract termination. Two of them had filed high compensation claims.

Shen Xian roughly sketched out the division of warehouse areas in his mind. Generally, warehouses divide areas by letters. After the goods are put into storage, they are stored in the corresponding areas by category, and then sorted again according to shipping destination and date.

The row of shelves that collapsed yesterday was in Area D, and contained a batch of porcelain shipped overseas. She remembered the total number of the batch, but she didn't know exactly how many boxes were dumped.

To say that the real damage should be this batch of goods. But surprisingly, the company did not send a request for termination of the contract or compensation. Maybe it is not aware of the actual situation?

Shen Xian listed the contents and data in detail. In order to ensure the accuracy of the data, she reminded herself that she must verify the data again against the contract when she goes to the company tomorrow.

After finishing these tasks, she carefully read the work content that Zhang Chi had received during the day, and then washed up and went to bed.

That night, Shen Xian did not sleep peacefully. The various dreams that alternated between the past and the present made her break into a cold sweat.

When Shen Xian woke up the next day, she felt helpless looking at the circle of black shadows in front of her eyes. In order not to look too haggard, she put on a light make-up, still wearing a simple and light outfit, and got ready early. Arrive at the company.

She compared the contents she listed last night with the contract, and found that there were basically no big differences. By the time she finished doing this, the three secretaries outside had already gone to work.

Shen Xian sorted out the information and printed it out, ready to show it to Gu Chen. Gu Chen did not ask her to do this, but she adhered to Zhang Chi's cross policy - "Think about what the boss thinks, worry about what the boss worries about." Always. That's right.

After leaving the office, I heard Gu Chen's somewhat sullen voice saying: "It's been 36 hours and you're telling me there's no final statistics yet?"

His voice was originally deep, but now it was slightly angry, not high-pitched but full of pressure.

The door of Gu Chen's office was not closed, and Ma Qi was seen standing opposite Gu Chen with her head lowered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I'll go right away to make progress."

Shen Xian held the information in his hand and didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a moment.

The person inside whispered something, and Ma Qi came out quickly.

She still stepped on her high heels proudly, but there was an embarrassment that could not be wiped off her face. When she passed by Shen Xian, he glanced at her angrily, as if he was blaming her for not being here at this time.

Shen Xian probably guessed why Gu Chen was angry. From the warehouse statistics to the reporting and review at each level, if these data were to be transmitted to the 35th floor, there would be many processes and it would take a long time.

This is actually no wonder Ma Qi.

Gu Chen, who was leaning on the sofa chair in the office, saw Shen Xian. He lazily raised his hand and waved. Shen Xian, who didn't know how to advance or retreat, had no choice but to walk in.

Shen Xian handed him the information in his hand and explained his thoughts again.

"How do you know this data?" Gu Chen glanced at the information and raised his head to ask Shen Xian.

"I have stayed in the warehouse for three years. I am familiar with the warehouse's regional divisions and the types of goods placed in each area. I will also write down the quantity and category of the goods each time they are put into the warehouse. Plus the contracts you gave yesterday , so I compiled this simple...I don't know if this report meets the company's standards, but at least it has a rough number..."

As Shen Xian talked, seeing Gu Chen's expression becoming more and more serious, she who was already unsure became even more unconfident.

Gu Chen saw her voice stopped suddenly and raised his head to look at her. There was no special expression on his face, but his voice was softer than before.

He returned the information to Shen Xian, "Take it to Chen Nuo to standardize the text. Let Ma Qi inform you that the shareholders' meeting will be held in half an hour."

"Oh, okay." Shen Xian didn't quite understand what this meant, so he followed Gu Chen's request, handed the information to Chen Nuo, and sent a message to Ma Qi.
Chapter completed!