Investment banks in 2021 are the most gossipy places.
Last week, it was on the hot search. The male protagonist was an unknown person. He worked hard for ten years to get a good reputation and entered the top investment bank in China as a front-line migrant worker. He married a beautiful wife. After only two months of marriage, the beautiful wife was tired of showing affection and was eager to pay her husband's salary on a small book. For a time, with a monthly salary of 80,000 yuan with the company's official seal, it caused an uproar in public opinion.
Investment bankers are paid so high? ? ! Check him!
The so-called unknown person with a monthly salary of 80,000 yuan was instantly exposed on Friday afternoon, when workers were slacking off the most. His newlywed wife was also put under public opinion and forced to enter social death.
The following events were heard by Sheng Yiqing: the young man was expelled from the company immediately after the interview. The moment the leader's phone call was connected, the eight-foot elite burst into tears, and the newlywed wife became the culprit. The couple's marriage collapsed hastily before it was warm.
An insider claimed that after the divorce, the wife changed the introduction of Xiao Mou's book to "Divorced, he is a scumbag, cheating on me and having a mistress, everyone check him!"
The tone was hateful. There was no trace of the love they once had.
"When disaster strikes, everyone will flee." Sheng Yiqing closed the gossip page and glanced at the time: Friday afternoon at 6:30. It was almost time to get off work.
The sky in early summer got dark later than usual. The sky at dusk was a light blue, and the dim yellow could be vaguely seen at the edge of the city. Hesheng Securities is located on the 30th floor of the third phase of the China World Trade Center. At this moment, the China World Trade Center Bridge has begun to be congested. Looking down from the office window, the flashing taillights formed dense red beads.
She stood up and took out a large black silk storage bag from the second-to-last drawer on the right side of the workstation. Then she walked to the bathroom with the bag. When Sheng Yiqing left, she did not notice the several pairs of eyes in the team around her, sneaking around with flashing excitement.
Several heads quickly started gossiping——
"Is Sister Qing married?"
"No?" said the new intern, "I always thought she lived alone."
"She got married two years ago! When I joined the company, I accidentally found her file and it said she was married." The speaker was Qu Fanyi from the Human Resources Department.
"So she is... that kind of situation?"
"I have summarized the pattern: on the last Friday of every month, she will definitely leave work early, take that small bag to the bathroom to touch up her makeup, and then change into high heels. Didn't you follow her to the bathroom last month and see it?"
Qu Fanyi's eyes are big, and she blinked, "Yes. Sister Qing went to touch up her makeup, and then she will come back in a while, change her shoes, take the bag and leave. It seems that she is going on a date."
Everyone's eyes went to the pair of red-soled high-heeled "carrots" placed under Sheng Yiqing's workstation. The price is two months' internship salary. It is provided daily. Just wait for ten minutes, Sheng Yiqing will take off the old FILA sneakers with frayed edges on her feet, and then put the black silk storage bag and laptop into the huge tot, step on the red-soled shoes and leave the workstation, and press the elevator to leave work gracefully.
A female colleague who was both curious and shrewd discussed privately that judging from the capacity, the black silk storage bag must not only contain daily skin care products and portable cosmetics, but also a set of underwear and a silk suspender nightgown. At the same time, another sharp-eyed female colleague added that she had taken a quick glance at Sister Qing's mobile phone screen during the lunch break on Friday and found that the page was a Google map, and the route was from the company to a five-star hotel.
Since the 80,000 monthly salary in Xiao Mou's book caused a social uproar, several major investment banks have had to rectify the industry. Leaders simply asked all employees to pay attention to work style issues at several general meetings, "You are not young men anymore, take care of the girls at hand, and don't let love affairs affect work."
Everyone gathered in the lounge to gossip, and someone suddenly asked: "By the way, have you seen Sister Qing's husband?"
Everyone shook their heads and looked at Qu Fanyi. Although Qu Fanyi was in the human resources department, because of the decoration of the workstation, she had been sitting with the people in the investment banking department since last year. They were in different departments, and she was not in a superior-subordinate relationship with Sheng Yiqing. The two had more personal relationships, but it seemed that even she had never seen her.
Speaking of this, intern He Jiajia squinted and analyzed: "She doesn't post on WeChat Moments. Moreover, there were a few times when I talked to Sister Qing on the phone at work at night. I asked if it would affect her family's rest, and she just said it didn't matter, she was the only one at home."
Although investment banks rarely pay attention to private matters, everyone has worked together for a few years and knows a little bit. Sheng Yiqing not only rarely mentions her husband, she doesn't even have a ring on her hand. According to the secretary, half a year ago, the partners in the Asia-Pacific region teased her at the annual meeting about how she only cared about work and didn't solve the major issue of life. Sheng Yiqing then said lightly: "It's not a big problem. I've been married for more than a year."
"You know? After the monthly salary of 80,000 was exposed, the leader's several external mailboxes were all exploded. All of them were all various PPTs."
"PPT? What is that?"
"All the mistresses, lovers, legitimate wives and girlfriends made real-name reports, reporting their men's promiscuity. Now the reports are getting more and more complicated, and they need pictures The film has a plot and screenshots of chat records. If the story is not exciting, the relationship between the characters is not complicated, and the content is not exciting enough, no one will watch it and it will not be spread! "
It is true. These people have been working for more than two or three years. From time to time, some gossip will be exposed in the WeChat group of their industry. At the beginning, everyone was still interested in watching it. The male and female protagonists were either cheating time management masters, or got the mistresses pregnant, or two married male lawyers had a fierce fight in a hotel on a business trip at public expense... It was exciting, but after a long time, everyone was tired and could not take the ordinary gossip into consideration.
At this point, one person came to his senses: "What does this have to do with Sister Qing?"
One of them sighed: "Do you think she is very fierce? The rectification campaign is imminent, but she is still doing this behind her husband's back. She is committing crimes against the wind!"
His words were straightforward, and several girls widened their eyes: "Don't slander me! You just say it without thinking."
"Am I talking nonsense? You know it well. You get off work early every week, put on makeup and dress up beautifully to go to the hotel. Could it be that you are meeting your husband?"
Qu Fanyi shut up. She waved and left the lounge first: "I have an email. Let me check it first."
She didn't say that on a Friday afternoon of the month before last, she happened to have something to go home early. When she left the company's office building, she saw Sheng Yiqing, who was dressed up and made up, running across the street. Across the street, stood a young and handsome man. The man took Sheng Yiqing's hand and leaned over to kiss her, and then the two of them walked into a five-star hotel not far away.
At that moment, Qu Fanyi was stunned, not knowing whether to blurt out "a talented man and a beautiful woman" or "an adulterous couple".
Sheng Yiqing left work a little earlier today, and she was the only one in the elevator. There were mirrors on all sides, and the woman had a bag on her wrist, which contained a computer, hanging down heavily. She leaned closer to the mirror to take a look at her makeup, and then she remembered to check her phone.
Messages were beeping in the work group on WeChat, but fortunately none of them were particularly important. However, there was no reply in the top dialog box, and the last message was sent when she was putting on makeup in the bathroom:
"Where are you going tonight?"
The person hasn't replied yet.
The message didn't arrive until Sheng Yiqing got out of the elevator. It seemed as if she could see the other party's face full of guilt: "...Uh, sorry, I was too busy today and forgot to book a hotel."
She rolled her eyes to the sky and typed quickly: "I'm already downstairs. Forget it, I'll book it."
It showed that the other party was typing: "How about going to your place tonight?"
Sheng Yiqing was unhappy: "If you want beauty, you should go to your place. I didn't pack up before going out today, and I'm too lazy to wash the dishes."
The two were silent for a moment. Chen Zhuan sighed, "Is it still a hotel?"
"No. I'm not interested. Your home." After saying this, Sheng Yiqing threw the phone into her pocket, didn't even call a taxi, turned around and went into the bathroom in the lobby on the first floor, took off her high heels and stuffed them into her bag, and changed into a pair of flat shoes-Chen Zhuan's community is near the subway station, no need to take a taxi, can go directly to the subway.
Chen Zhuan was still in the company. Something delayed him as he was about to get off work. When he heard Sheng Yiqing's final decision, he secretly said that it was not good. He quickly walked to the elevator and called Sheng Yiqing, lowering his voice: "What should we eat tonight? Is takeout okay?"
Sheng Yiqing had already entered the subway station and said firmly: "No, I want to eat the food you cook."
Chen Zhuan frowned: "Who will wash the dishes then?"
Sheng Yiqing seemed to have heard a joke. At this moment, he entered the subway station and threw his bag into the security machine: "What do you think? Who forgot to book the hotel? If you don't do your job well, you must bear the corresponding responsibility."
"I was really busy today..."
"I was busy too. But every time it was my turn to book a hotel, did I forget?"
Chen Zhuan had no excuses to quibble. He nodded to appease the other party: "Okay, okay, I will order the ingredients after I finish my work. You go to my house first. You know the password."
When Chen Zhuan opened the door, the house was noisy.
Sheng Yiqing had just finished a shower and turned on his stereo, playing a rock CD. She was barefoot and wrapped in a bath towel, humming a song as she rummaged through his room.
"What are you doing?" he asked. Standing at the door, his eyes fell on the woman, and seeing her dress, his eyes were deep, but he was still unhurried, first taking off the watch on his wrist and putting it on the locker in the entrance, and then slowly taking out the access card, employee ID card, business card and mobile phone from his pocket and putting them next to the watch.
"Check you. Is there any trace of a woman in the house?" Sheng Yiqing said nonchalantly, while taking out a black lace underwear from the bottom of the box, shaking it in front of Chen Zhuan, and raising her voice by eight octaves: "Wow, which little girl left this, I caught her!"
Chen Zhuan tilted his head to look at her, curled his lips: "You know her."
Sheng Yiqing glared at him, and asked: "Is it clean? Lend it to me?"
"Wear it." Chen Zhuan strode over, snatched the underwear from Sheng Yiqing's hand, threw it on the sofa, picked her up, buried his head close to her chest, and the bath towel was easily peeled off. Amid the woman's screams, he carried her into the bedroom.
The stomach was rumbling, but no one was too lazy to think about what to eat.
It had been a few days since we last saw each other eat in bed.
It was completely dark at this time, Sheng Yiqing lay naked on Chen Zhuan, tracing his facial features with her index finger. He did have a rare good appearance, so much so that when she first met him, she even thought he was a few years younger than herself.
It is said that people start to age from their eyes. The eyes of minors are clear, while the eyes of college students are clear and stupid. When they enter society, the eyes of successful people are bright, and vice versa, they are increasingly tired.
At this moment, Chen Zhuan closed his eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his expression with his eyes closed was like that of a teenager. Her heart softened, and then she heard the man gently say to her: "Hey, I'm hungry."
"What do you want to do?" She suddenly became alert.
"Can you go cook?" He opened his eyes and looked at her, trying to pretend to be a wet puppy, but a cunning light flashed in his eyes. Sheng Yiqing came back to her senses and pinched his face hard: "You're dreaming." She kicked him, "Go, go, go cook."
"You are so cruel." The self-torture trick was discovered, he grabbed her hand, bit it lightly, like a spoiled child, "Next month, next month I will definitely not forget to book a hotel."
After saying this, he got up, put on a T-shirt and went into the kitchen, and the sound of pots and pans came from the kitchen.
Through the glass door of the kitchen, you can see his outline, the line of his nose folded down, outlining a clear shape of Adam's apple. Chen Zhuan always gives people a lazy feeling, even his cooking posture is casual.
Sheng Yiqing was bored alone in bed, and saw that his tablet was placed aside. She reached out to watch the video, but she didn't expect that as soon as the fingerprint was unlocked, the chat record between him and a pink avatar on Instagram popped up.
The other party asked: "Are you really going abroad to find me? What's the matter? Are you still my classmate?" Chen Zhuan replied: "Yes."
The man seemed a little happy, and sent a cute expression and asked: "What about the people around you? Aren't you reluctant to leave?" This time Chen Zhuan didn't answer and changed the subject.
Sheng Yiqing couldn't tell what he felt at the moment. After a half-second of silence, he locked the tablet computer again and put it back to its original place, got out of bed and jumped to the living room to continue playing the rock CD.
The music in the living room shone into the kitchen with the light of dusk. Chen Zhuan was in a good mood in the kitchen, humming a song. When he heard his phone vibrate, he leaned out half of his body and called Sheng Yiqing: "Be good, help me check WeChat. The phone is on my bedside."
The woman in the living room raised her head and replied: "No need. I sent it. I transferred the money to you. The balance of the last room. It was my turn to book the hotel that time, but the network was not good when I checked out, so you paid for me."
Chen Zhuan's expression froze, and then he said "Oh", and continued to cook, joking: "You are not that clear with me."
Sheng Yiqing laughed and said indifferently, "Less entanglement, it will be convenient when you get divorced."
The people in the kitchen did not respond.
Sheng Yiqing left the next morning. A call from a client woke her up from her dream. She flipped through the emails in a hurry and found that she needed to hold an emergency meeting half an hour later. She didn't even bother to wash up. After putting on her clothes and putting on her bag, she rushed to the pillow, pulled Chen Zhan's ear and said, "I'm leaving?"
"So early?" Chen Zhan was still in his dream and mumbled in response.
She thought he would fall asleep, but when she reached the door, Chen Zhan got up again, his upper body naked, his hair messy, his eyes sleepy, and said "wait", and hugged her without waiting for her to react.
His slightly hot breath choked her neck, Sheng Yiqing felt impatient and pushed him away: "Okay, okay, it's not like we won't meet again."
He hummed, "I won't see you off. Go to sleep for a while. Goodbye."
Sheng Yiqing waved her hands again and again: "Goodbye, goodbye."
"? What did you call me?" Chen Zhan was unhappy.
"Hubby." Sheng Yiqing had no choice but to peck him on the mouth and coax him, "Hubby goodbye."
Chen Zhuan was satisfied, and he touched her hair with his lips hooked: "Be careful."
The door was closed. Sheng Yiqing walked out of the elevator familiarly.
Thinking that this man was really a liar. On the surface, he was clingy and love-brained, but in private, he was as sober as he could be. The two-year agreement was about to expire, and she was about to forget it, but he was better, thinking more than her.
She pouted and rubbed her neck, trying to get rid of the smell on him.
The early summer morning sun shone on Sheng Yiqing. There were not many people in the community at this time. There were birds singing in the shade of the trees, and a few stray cats hurriedly ran through the sidewalk. She did not go to the main gate of the community, but to the side gate of the community. The railing there, as the boundary between the two communities, had been damaged since the year before last. She climbed up a platform less than one meter high from the green belt, and then bent down and jumped through the fence to reach the next community.
Sheng Yiqing crouched down and jumped down, then walked a few more steps and stopped in front of the unit door. The facial recognition system spoke attentively: "Welcome home."
With a click, the door opened.