Mu Zixi had a good memory. Written exams had always been her forte. In addition, she cared a lot about this job, so she passed the company's exams without a hitch.
This was far beyond Long Fei's expectations. This woman clearly looked very stupid. He had investigated her interview. However, things did not seem to develop in the direction that Long Fei had expected. He originally wanted Mu Zixi to stay for less than three days before he knew it was difficult and obediently scram. He wanted to use this to ridicule Lu Wanli. Now that the plan had failed, he wondered if that woman surnamed Lu had done anything.
Last time, that fox, Yu Fengjiao, was recruited by Lu Wanli. Long Fei pretended to take good care of her and wanted to win her over. He did not expect that he could not use her at all, and he almost could not escape. According to Long Fei's investigation, Yu Fengjiao was Lu Wanli's distant relative. Fortunately, she had made a mistake. Otherwise, it would be really troublesome to provoke that brainless, incompetent, and sticky person. When Yu Fengjiao was fired, Long Fei accused Lu Wanli of abusing her position for personal gain in front of Long Tianyu. Initially, he wanted to recruit an assistant himself. He wanted to find someone who was hardworking and practical. He wanted someone who was pleasing to the eye and used him well so that he could be his most loyal and powerful confidant. However, the hateful Lu Wanli had rejected him on the grounds that it was against the rules. What made him angry was that his biological father, Long Tianyu, was also on Lu Wanli's side.
Ever since he found out that Mu Zixi was recruited by Lu Wanli, he remembered the car crash incident and Mu Zixi's indifferent mechanical performance towards him. Long Fei was extremely unhappy when he saw her.
On the third day of entering the company, Long Fei arranged for Mu Zixi to do EXCEL and powerpoint. This was terrible for Mu Zixi. It was simply fatal.
In high school, because the college entrance examination was not required, their computer science class was purely for decoration. The students could do whatever they wanted as long as it was related to the college entrance examination. When she was in university, her school had limited computer science. She only had one computer science class per week. What was even more disappointing was that many times, the middle-aged bespectacled lecturer had to talk about theory for a long time before she could get them to practice, so her chances of touching the computer were pitifully few. Most of her classmates who had money or time went to the internet cafe. However, she rarely went. Firstly, she could not bear to part with the money. Secondly, she had several part-time jobs during her university days and was too busy. In order to pass the exam smoothly, she had no choice but to stay up all night to practice a few times on Saturday and during the seven-day long holiday. Although it was uncomfortable to stay up all night, the fee was extremely low, and she could continue working part-time the next day. Many people didn't believe that someone could fall asleep while standing, but it was true. Mu Zixi had fallen asleep standing on the bus several times after staying up all night.
He scored exactly 65 points in the exam, but he passed it smoothly. In fact, sometimes she felt angry when she thought about it. Some people seemed to spend less time than her, never stayed up late, and had higher scores than her. But what could she do? She seemed to be born a little dumber than others in this aspect. She concluded that her memory was good, but her body's coordination was poor. Heaven gave you talent in some aspects, but in other aspects, it would make you lacking. It was no wonder that no one was perfect. This balance was surprisingly fair to her. This damn computer class and that damn body shape class made her, who ranked first in cultural studies and science every year, miss out on a scholarship in university.
Now, Mu Zixi realized that the university lecturer was right. "Not every one of you can use the knowledge you learned in those cultural classes. However, you have to use computers in your work in the future.”It was a classic line that the computer lecturer would say whenever he found someone not paying attention in class.
The physique teacher would also nag every time before class: "You guys practice well. Once you have a good temperament, you'll be able to enjoy it for the rest of your life.”
Did Mu Zixi not value these two classes? She really valued it, especially the body shape class. It was just that she was born with poor coordination. She was faster, better, and more accurate at reciting poems and essays, but she could not remember those movements. She was really helpless when it came to things that she was not good at. Those who didn't realize that they were lacking in any aspect, or those who couldn't use the talent they lacked in their lifetime, would never understand her pain and helplessness. They would only laugh at her clumsiness or blame her for not putting in effort.
Mu Zixi filled in the forms, handled the documents, and fiddled with the powerpoint at her fastest speed. Her forehead was covered in sweat. How she wished that someone could help her, how she wished that God would suddenly give her a superpower or strength, how she wished that no one would care about her work efficiency. But now, even though she was so busy that she didn't have lunch, it was almost time to get off work, and she still had three documents to deal with. Her manager seemed to glance at her from time to time to check on her progress.
It was time to get off work. Not far away, Long Fei was sitting leisurely at his desk by the window. He lit a cigarette unhurriedly and blew out circles of smoke. He looked at the nervous Mu Zixi, who was busy with his hands and eyes, and then looked at the endless traffic outside the window. He took a sip of tea comfortably. It was extremely comfortable. He wanted to see what kind of assistant Lu Wanli had found for him. She couldn't even do such a simple thing well, and she was so flustered that it was unbearable to look at. She was not in such a sorry state when she fell heavily to the ground previously. It seemed that she really could not do it. Tomorrow, he would be able to openly fire this hypocritical, incompetent, and scheming woman. Thinking of this, Long Fei felt even more delighted. He seemed to be extremely merciful and gave Mu Zixi another three minutes.
After he finished smoking, Long Fei moved his arm and coldly walked in front of Mu Zixi. He said with some ridicule,"What's wrong, Xiao Mu? The workload is too much.”
Mu Zixi's hands that were busy typing on the keyboard suddenly stopped, and her nerves tensed up even more. She raised her eyes and nervously looked at Long Fei as she replied in a trembling voice,""Manager Long, I'm sorry. The workload isn't big. I'm not skilled enough and my efficiency is low. I'll definitely work hard to correct it. I'll work overtime today and go home after I'm done.”
"You know your limits. Our company doesn't like employees who work overtime. It's a waste of resources. If you do this again tomorrow, you don't have to come the day after tomorrow.”After Long Fei finished speaking, he did not wait for Mu Zixi to finish speaking. He turned around and left elegantly. He had wanted to tell her that she didn't need to come tomorrow, but when he walked up to her and saw her nervous and helpless, his heart softened and he gave her another chance.
Mu Zixi looked at his back as he left in a carefree manner. What should he do? How much faster would he be tomorrow? Even if it was the same task, she might not be able to do it tomorrow, and she might not be able to do it much faster than today. Was she leaving tomorrow? Was she going to be fired after working for less than a week? Would she never have the chance to prove that her adopted daughter was not worse than her adopted son? Could it be that she was not fated to have this job with generous salary and benefits? Now that God had given her such a good job, who could she blame for not being able to hold on to it?! He could only blame himself for being too weak. Just as Mu Zixi was thinking about it dejectedly and was about to type again, a young man walked over. It was strange for someone to come to the office after work, but Mu Zixi wasn't in the mood to look at him. She just continued working.
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