Chapter 39 36. Career Planning

Our life has entered a new stage. That night, after Mr. Xing Jian left, Miss Zhao Di went into the bathroom and splashed water to take a bath.She stayed inside for a long time, and I sat at the door, listening to the intermittent sound of water, and then it became silent. I was suddenly a little worried, and couldn't help scratching the door a few times.However, there was no reaction in the bathroom, I yelled anxiously twice, my emotions infected Young Master Xiaobai, and he also ran over to grab the door. Finally, the door opened with a bang, and the hot steam rushed towards us. Miss Zhaodi blushed, glared at us, and complained angrily, "I can't be clean even after taking a bath. Do you think I can be clean in the bathtub?" drowned?"

She dried her hair, sat down at the desk, opened the diary, picked up a pen and wrote something, when I got close to it, she had already closed the diary, stuffed it into the bottom drawer of the desk, and closed the drawer tightly .Then, she opened the closet, took out a blue passbook from the pocket of the old red down jacket, and took out a red passbook from the cover of the large dictionary on the shelf, then sat on the bed and carefully opened the passbook. I know very well Miss Zhaodi's family background.During the first days at work, Ms. Zhaodi once had the momentum to spend a lot of money, but she is a girl from the countryside after all. After filling her closet, she lacked more imagination about spending money.So every three or four months, when the money in her hand accumulates to a whole number, she will deposit it regularly.So, after working for two years, Miss Zhaodi still has a little savings.If I remember correctly, there are three lines in the blue passbook and as many as five lines in the red passbook for the neat record of 10,000 yuan.

I remember one time, Miss Zhaodi admired the red passbook for a while, and said to Xing Jianjun happily: "Do you know? In our hometown, most people marry a girl, and at most they give this number." Xing Jianjun smiled and said, "Girl, are you saving for a dowry?" Miss Zhaodi was shy and silent. Mr. Xing Jian pointed to Lan's passbook, puzzled and said, "Then what about this one? The small treasury?" "It's medical expenses. It's saved for my parents. You know, they don't have any insurance... Of course, it's better not to use it."

Mr. Xingjian was stunned for a moment, then stroked Miss Zhaodi's hair, "What a good girl...don't worry, I'm still here." I shook my head, shook off those messy thoughts, and looked at Miss Zhaodi.Fortunately, she didn't seem to be reminiscing about anything, she just sat firmly on the bed, staring at the passbook seriously.I couldn't help wondering, of course I don't want her to lose her mind and cry, but on such a night, it seems normal to show a little loss, right?As soon as Mr. Xing Jian left, she took a big look at the passbook. This behavior was a bit too strange.Is it true that the sentence that a woman has no love must find a sense of security from money?

After a while, Miss Zhaodi finally put away the passbook, let out a sigh of relief, and announced to us: "I'm going to plan my life!" She hurriedly sat back at the desk, took the paper and pen, thought about it, and wrote "career planning" first. The unsurprising first step in Ms. Zhao's new move is to change jobs. In fact, the idea of ​​changing jobs had flashed into Miss Zhaodi's mind very early on.Entering the institute to be an interpreter was not her intentional plan, but an accidental choice when she was eager to get out of the postgraduate entrance examination.With the increase of the numbers in Miss Zhao's passbook, the charm of this job is also gradually fading. On the contrary, its shortcomings - boring content and no room for development - are becoming more and more apparent.It can be said that if Ms. Zhaodi still has any expectations for her career, it will be a matter of time before she leaves the patent office.

Breaking up with Mr. Xingjian has brought forward the time for Miss Zhaodi to resign.This is of course because resignation can avoid embarrassment, but I think more importantly, at this time, Miss Zhaodi urgently needs a new spiritual sustenance, and a promising job that can bring a sense of accomplishment is the most suitable of choice. Miss Zhaodi positioned her new job in the publishing industry. When it comes to foreign language majors, it sounds like a panacea, but in fact, most foreign language positions are marginal and auxiliary, just like Miss Zhaodi's position in a patent office.Since Miss Zhaodi is aiming to become a "backbone elite", considering her age and experience, as well as her faint dream of being a "translator", it is logical that a foreign language editor should become her first choice.

But to Miss Zhaodi's disappointment, I don't know if it's because the end of the year is approaching, or the publishing houses in the capital are already overcrowded, anyway, all the resumes she submitted fell into the sea. After New Year's Day, Miss Zhaodi's resignation procedures have been completed, and she is a little anxious when she is unemployed at home.At this time, a fashion magazine finally asked her to go for an interview. This wasn't her ideal job originally, but looking at the current situation, it seems unrealistic to be too picky. Although Ms. Zhaodi carefully put on makeup to go to the interview, she was rejected at a glance.

After being rejected, Miss Zhaodi calmed down.Too impatient, she reflected, originally, this time, she should find a job that suits her, so take it slowly. She dragged the translation sample booklet out of the shelf and patted the dust. Because her life had been quite unstable in the past few months, and seeing that the deadline for the fourth manuscript was approaching, she only started it. The good things in the world really are often what you can't ask for, and they come when you don't ask for them.Ms. Zhaodi had just done translation for a few days with peace of mind, when good luck fell on her head.

The editor-in-chief of a publishing house actually called her personally and asked her to go for an interview. Miss Zhaodi was full of surprises. Speaking of this editor-in-chief, Ms. Zhaodi once met him once at the so-called one-year anniversary million-volume reader appreciation meeting.The editor-in-chief is a senior in the Chinese Department of his school. When he was studying, the Chinese Department was still an era when poets were born in large numbers.When I heard that those long-standing and legendary names actually used to drink and play cards with the editor-in-chief, Ms. Zhao looked at the editor-in-chief with admiration and enthusiasm.And the editor-in-chief probably didn't expect that twenty years later, there would still be people who expressed their fascination and respect for their youth.

In fact, a while ago, Ms. Zhaodi also thought about the editor-in-chiefs she met at the thank you meeting.Once she took out the stack of business cards and flipped through them for a while, hesitating.I think she probably had the idea of ​​recommending herself to the editor-in-chief, but she has always been passive and somewhat inexplicably aloof, so she did nothing in the end. That day, after returning from an interview with the editor-in-chief, Ms. Zhaodi was full of joy, and raised the burly son Xiaobai: "It's done!" Half a month after officially resigning, Ms. Zhaodi finally entered the publishing industry as she wished, with a monthly salary of 3,500, which was exactly half of her original salary.