Chapter 68 Chapter 3 The White Envelope

As usual, no one is seated at the project meeting, except for Marty, who is taking the minutes of the meeting. Marty sat at the end of the long oval conference table, facing Dr. Chen at the head of the table.Vice President Li was absent today, and Dr. Chen presided over the meeting in person.The topic of the meeting was business quota planning for the next year, which was related to the bonus conversion of each business unit, so all the middle-level managers of the business department attended, and there were more than a dozen people standing in the small conference room. Sister Liu covered her mouth and coughed lightly from time to time in the smoky atmosphere.

The assistant of the business department sent in the latest copy of the data.When the long-haired assistant opened the door and came in and out, the outside of the meeting room floated in and broadcast Christmas carols, brisk Gingle Bell Rock.The Christmas spirit will be at its peak tonight, at a time when discussions at the meeting have been deadlocked.Marty drew a few bells, a few Christmas red leaves, and a few snowflakes of various shapes on the meeting minutes paper.While she was working on drawing an Eskimo ice brick house, a heated argument erupted in the conference room. The managers of the two business groups were arguing over the issue of customer allocation. These two managers who often hang out in the bar to discuss business together after work, just because of the interests of their own units, assumed that they would not hesitate to tear each other apart. Others The supervisors are also busy, some are mediators, and some are taking advantage of the issue to expand the battlefield.

Marty turned the pictured page over to the blank sheet of paper and drank half a glass of water. Dr. Chen quietly walked out of the conference room when the quarrel was at its most intense. This unusual move effectively shifted everyone's emotional focus.The noisy supervisors all quieted down and looked at each other. The dazed expression on their faces was partly due to confusion, but mostly due to the fact that once Dr. Chen, who has the right to arbitrate, left, the quarrel would become unnecessary and dull.Everyone looked at Marty. Marty stood up and walked out of the conference room.The sky outside the company window was dark, and it was already past get off work time, and most of the colleagues outside the meeting room had already left.Tomorrow is Christmas. Although the Christmas Eve in Taipei City is far more commercial than religious, it is a well-packaged festive night after all.There were so many great shows tonight.Marty walked through the empty office and came to Dr. Chen's office door.

Knocked on the door, but there was no answer, Marty pushed the door open and saw Dr. Chen standing in front of the French window. Dr. Chen took off his thick glasses.The street scene and car lights outside the window blurred into a flickering spot of light in his eyes. It looked so much like Christmas Eve in Pittsburgh.On the so cold and beautiful campus of the University of Pennsylvania, the Christmas light balls hanging all over the sky, amidst the singing of hymns floating around, the world has become a silver-white carefree paradise.Now Dr. Chen seems to have returned to that paradise again.Dr. Chen narrowed his eyes.

At that time, Dr. Chen was so young, and his life at that time was so pure and simple.As an international student, Dr. Chen's life is to study his physics.In the realm of physics, Dr. Chen believes that everything in the world can be explained by torque.This is a very pure world in theory, everything is force, direction, and result. Irreversible time has acted on Dr. Chen, and as a result, he graduated and is no longer a student.He began to face his own life financially independently.There are so many directions in life, and each direction produces different results.Once upon a time, Dr. Chen became the leader, owner, and even father of such a large company. He watched so many executives arguing and couldn't let him go no matter how annoying he was.

Life used to be so simple, but now it is still simple in theory, but in reality it is unbearably heavy.Dr. Chen was fascinated by the sea of ​​lights outside the window. On this winter night, he missed Christmas in the Snow Country.Dr. Chen, who was born and raised in the southern country, felt nostalgic for that distant land. "Do you want to have a meeting, Dr. Chen?" Marty asked softly behind him. "I almost forgot it was Christmas Eve." Dr. Chen said, turning to Marty. "Tell them to stop arguing. No matter how the clients are divided, it is impossible to be fair. The problem is the bonus structure. Tell them to dismiss the meeting and say I will rework out a bonus calculation method to solve the problem."

"Do you want to ask the finance department to stay and help you?" "No need." Dr. Chen rubbed the bridge of his nose, which was sore from glasses, and said, "They can't help, I will do it myself. Tell them that I will reopen it when I go to work the day after tomorrow, and then I will use the new bonus method to follow up." They talk." "Okay," Marty said.At this point she should have turned to leave, but she didn't. Marty knows that the company's bonus system is very complicated. Although as the chairman and general manager, Dr. Chen can't easily touch this problem because of the constraints of the company's several old executives who have major customers.Dr. Chen's face looks so tired, but he won't rest tonight.Marty sympathized with him a little.For the sake of the company, Dr. Chen has almost become a workaholic around the clock.

"Marty, did I tell you that when I got my degree, I was actually at a loss?" "No." Dr. Chen looked up at Marty.The car lights outside the window projected over, creating a cloudy and cloudy effect on his face. "At that time, I had two paths, continue to take the academic route, or enter the society and find a job to live the life of an ordinary person. I chose the latter." Dr. Chen looked out the window, because he did not wear glasses, he squinted his eyes , seems to be looking at a place far, far away. "Finding a job is not a problem at all. Before returning to Taiwan, I received several letters of appointment. But I was at a loss. I gave up my academic work because I don't want my life to be crucified. What I want is a rich and wonderful life. Life, to put it simply, is an extraordinary life. To be a scholar, unless you spend a lifetime of academic and social efforts in pursuit of the Nobel Prize like my supervisor, then it is possible to be extraordinary. I don’t want to be like this.

"Several jobs were waiting for me, but I hesitated. Just the thought of going to work and living a 9-to-5 life for the rest of my life disgusted me. So I worked hard without stopping. I just wanted to create My career has continued to this day.” "It turned out that you really did it." "As a result," Dr. Chen said in a soft voice, "in order not to work from nine to five, I have worked eighteen hours a day for these years." Dr. Chen had a mocking smile on his face.For the first time, Marty noticed that Dr. Chen, who was ten years older than her, looked so old.

Dr. Chen signaled Marty to go out with a wave gesture.He buried his head in the files on the table.This night, Dr. Chen is going to work out the complicated calculation of bonus conversion. Maybe the whole night is not enough. Fortunately, tomorrow is a holiday, and we can continue to struggle. We must solve this problem before going to work the day after tomorrow!Dr. Chen took out his hand to drink coffee, and saw Marty who was still standing at the door of the office. "Huh, haven't you left yet?" Dr. Chen looked at her and put down the golden pen, "You have something to say to me?"

"Dr. Chen," Marty cleared her throat. She wanted to mention something, but after a moment of silence, she just said flatly, "Merry Christmas, Dr. Chen." Marty left a meeting minutes folder for Dr. Chen.In the record folder, there is a white envelope hidden.There are some things that are difficult to talk about face to face, so I had to entrust them to letter paper.