dognovel Chapter 813 Creativity
Chapter 813 Creativity
Creative ideas
Character setting: The protagonist Qiao Bo is an employee of the planning department of an advertising company. He works hard but encounters workplace injustice. Other important characters include scheming colleague Lu Yao and superior Zhang Mingzhe, who each have different purposes and intersect with Qiao Bo. Main plot: Qiao Bo strives for promotion opportunities as a clue, interspersed with plots such as project snatching and emotional entanglements, through Qiao Bo's choices and growth in difficult situations, to show the true face of the urban workplace. Workplace puzzle The morning light shines through the glass curtain wall of the office building, cutting a dazzling light on Qiao Bo's desk. He rubbed his sore eyes and stared at the plan that had been revised seven times on the computer screen. The coffee cup had already cooled down. After three years of working at Tianchen Advertising Company, working overtime until the early morning has become the norm, but his name is never on the promotion list. "Qiao Bo, Mr. Zhang asked you to go to the meeting room." Xiao Lin from the administrative department hurriedly passed by with a document in his arms. When he said this, a meaningful smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Qiao Bo pulled his wrinkled tie and walked quickly through the corridor. In the conference room, Zhang Mingzhe, the department director, was leaning against the conference table, with white smoke rising from the cigarette between his fingers. Sitting next to him was Lu Yao from the planning department, with a proud blush on her heavily made-up face. "Qiao Bo, Lu Yao volunteered to take on the project of 'Xingyao Real Estate' this time. You can take her under your wing." Zhang Mingzhe blew out a smoke ring, and his eyes behind the glasses were unpredictable. Qiao Bo pinched his fingers hard into his palm. He had been following this project for two whole months, from preliminary research to the conception of the plan, and he had devoted his heart and soul to every detail. As for Lu Yao, she only started to get in touch with the relevant information last week. "Mr. Zhang, I have been in charge of this project..." Qiao Bo was interrupted by Lu Yao's delicate voice before he finished speaking: "Brother Bo, you are experienced, teach me more. Besides, I heard that Mr. Wang of Xingyao particularly likes fresh ideas. The AR interactive plan I prepared may surprise the customers." She deliberately pushed the file in front of Zhang Mingzhe, and her red nails made a harsh sound on the screen. Qiao Bo stared at the plan, which was clearly copied from the first draft in his computer, but with a fancy package. Zhang Mingzhe flipped through two pages and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, young people should have a sense of innovation. Qiao Bo, you cooperate with Lu Yao to do the follow-up work. Let's adjourn." Qiao Bo felt his throat tighten as he walked out of the meeting room. His cell phone vibrated in his trouser pocket. It was a message from his mother: "Bo Bo, your father's dialysis fee is due again." His hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and he suddenly remembered that three months ago, Zhang Mingzhe patted him on the shoulder and said: "Work hard, if this project succeeds, the position of deputy director will belong to you." In the following days, Qiao Bo fell into a painful tug-of-war. Lu Yao excluded him from important meetings on the grounds of "leading the project", but threw the dirty work to him when problems arose. In the office late at night, Qiao Bo reorganized the plan that was changed beyond recognition by Lu Yao on the computer, and the neon lights outside the window were blurred into a blurry light spot in the rain. The turning point came three days before the project proposal. Qiao Bo overheard the conversation between Lu Yao and Zhang Mingzhe in the tea room. "I've taken care of everything with Mr. Wang. As long as the proposal is acceptable, the contract will be secured. When the time comes..." Lu Yao's voice was flattering. Qiao Bo's hand holding the coffee cup suddenly loosened, and the porcelain cup exploded on the ground, and the fragments splashed on Lu Yao's high heels. "Don't you have eyes when you walk?" Lu Yao screamed and jumped away. Qiao Bo squatted down to pick up the fragments, and caught a glimpse of Zhang Mingzhe's gloomy face from the corner of his eye. That afternoon, he was transferred to handle customer complaints and was completely out of the project. Just when Qiao Bo was discouraged, an unexpected phone call changed the situation. Assistant Mr. Wang of Xingyao Real Estate contacted him personally, saying that Mr. Wang wanted to hear his thoughts on the project alone. It turned out that Mr. Wang accidentally saw Qiao Bo's professional analysis posted on the industry forum before, and he appreciated his insights. On the day of the proposal, Qiao Bo stood in the meeting room of Xingyao Group wearing his only ironed suit. Lu Yao's AR plan was full of loopholes, and Mr. Wang frowned and shook his head repeatedly. When Qiao Bo took out his reorganized plan, the beam of the projector illuminated the bloodshot in his eyes, but also reflected the determined light in his eyes. "Mr. Wang, this plan combines Xingyao's brand positioning and market trends, and also incorporates the concepts of environmental protection and smart communities..." Qiao Bo's voice was steady and powerful, and he analyzed every detail in a simple and easy-to-understand way. Lu Yao was fidgeting in the audience, and Zhang Mingzhe's face became more and more ugly. In the end, Xingyao chose Qiao Bo's plan. At the celebration banquet, Zhang Mingzhe toasted him with a fake smile: "Xiao Qiao, you are really a hidden talent." Qiao Bo raised his juice and responded politely: "Mr. Zhang, thank you for the compliment. It's all the credit of the team." His eyes swept across the crowd, and Lu Yao had long disappeared. The news of the promotion came quickly, but Qiao Bo was not as excited as he imagined. He sat in his new office, looking at the streets outside the window, and his phone vibrated again. This time it was Lu Yao who sent the message: "Manager Qiao, for the sake of our relationship as colleagues, can you please not tell anyone about my plagiarism?" Qiao Bo stared at the screen, silent for a long time, and replied: "Come to my office tomorrow and hand over the project information." The sun sets, and the afterglow shines on the desk. Qiao Bo opened the drawer, and inside lay his father's medical records and a stack of bills. He knew that this workplace war was far from over, but at least he had held on to his bottom line and won a glimmer of hope for his family. The lights of the city outside the window were just coming on. Qiao Bo sorted out the documents and walked towards new challenges with tired but determined steps.
A new journey in the workplace
In the first month after Qiao Bo was promoted to supervisor, the atmosphere in the office became increasingly depressing. Although Zhang Mingzhe congratulated him on the surface, he was always hindering him at work, throwing the most difficult customers and the most urgent projects to Qiao Bo's team. Lu Yao, who had disappeared for a long time, was transferred back to the planning department by some unknown means. She walked in and out of Qiao Bo's office every day in ten-centimeter high heels, with a provocative look in her eyes. That evening, Qiao Bo was preparing for the quarterly report for next month, and was suddenly called to the office by Zhang Mingzhe. "Xiao Qiao, there is a problem with the 'Century Plaza' project. The customer is very dissatisfied with the plan. You work overtime tonight to modify it and need it tomorrow morning." Zhang Mingzhe threw a pile of documents on the table, and the photos in the documents were scattered all over the floor - it was the latest plan of a competitor company, which was almost exactly the same as the design submitted by Qiao Bo's team. Qiao Bo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he picked up the photo and looked at it carefully. Every detail on the design drawing, even the marked colors, are exactly the same as their plan. "Mr. Zhang, this plan..."