Hu Qiang's Decision

The next day, everyone in the Ministry of Emergency Affairs still insisted on speaking their hometown dialect.

However, in order to avoid being ridiculed, everyone works in the emergency department as much as possible, goes out as little as possible, and talks as little as possible.

Only Tang Haixing is still energetic, energetic, and very ownership-oriented. He uses his Henan accent everywhere to chat with different people or pay attention to everyone's work progress.

There was no way, when Hu Qiang failed, only Tang Haixing could help him keep an eye on the progress.

Since Tang Haixing had recommended himself, Hu Qiang was happy to pass the blame.

Anyway, the matter of keeping track of people to push forward progress is not a pleasant thing to do.

With Tang Haixing doing the work for him, Hu Qiang felt relieved.

"Isn't it possible?"

Tang Haixing, who claimed to be Agent Tang, walked up to Ouyang Murphy's workstation with a small notebook and asked in his authentic Luoyang dialect:

"How are you doing with the adjustments to the online mall? This is the chairman's son's project, so you have to be careful! You can't be careless!"

While typing on the keyboard, Ouyang Murphy said in Wuxi dialect without raising his head: "The only thing you and the chairman have in common is that they both speak Henan dialect. I beg you, please be quiet and don't bother me. Don't let me talk." Heart!"

It's a pity that Tang Haixing didn't understand a word of Ouyang Murphy's authentic Wuxi dialect.

But he couldn't say he didn't understand, and he couldn't ask Ouyang Murphy to repeat it again in Mandarin.

That's self-defeating.

Because it was Tang Haixing's persistence and moral kidnapping that everyone continued to speak their hometown dialect.

Otherwise, as early as noon yesterday, the Hometown Dialect Operation of the Ministry of Emergency Affairs would have been officially cancelled.

After swallowing, Tang Haixing blinked, then nodded and said: "Very good! Once I heard Murphy speak so energetically, I knew that the progress was going very smoothly! I appreciate it very much!"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Haixing looked at Pang Xiaobai again: "Xiaobai, are you here? How's the copywriting for functional home appliances going?"

Pang Xiaobai just turned his head, but before he spoke, Tang Haixing said seriously to him again: "Remember! Copywriting must touch the soul! It must be profound and profound!

Of course, if that doesn't work, considering your special situation, you can drink some wine appropriately to find inspiration.

But don’t drink too much, as it may affect your work! "

Pang Xiaobai's eyes widened and he said, "I'll drink you a skewer! What do you mean by special circumstances? I'm from Luzhou, so I can definitely drink? There's no need for stereotypes!"

"Very good." Tang Haixing smiled and nodded, "Seeing that you are so energetic, I feel relieved! Keep working hard!"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Haixing ignored Pang Xiaobai who started to glare and came to Jin Ruoyu again.

"Ruoyu, what about you? What are you doing? Report it quickly so I can make a record and hand it over to Manager Hu."

Jin Ruoyu blinked, then opened his mouth wide, and spoke Mandarin word by word:

"I...am...leading...for...leading..."

"Speak quickly!" Tang Haixing said subconsciously.

Being urged by Tang Haixing, Jin Ruoyu couldn't hold it back and quickly switched to Shaanxi dialect and said quickly: "Prepare documents for the meeting!"

After saying this sentence in one breath, Jin Ruoyu immediately lowered his head and held his forehead: "Oops! Oh my god! Why are you speaking so fast and speaking Mandarin, so you can't keep up with me?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Tang Haixing said with a smile, "This week, everyone is speaking their hometown dialect. You don't have to force yourself to speak Mandarin. It's good to continue speaking your own hometown dialect!"

Jin Ruoyu rolled his eyes at Tang Haixing, then turned away and ignored him.

Just then, the door between the pipes suddenly opened.

Soon, I saw Su Kejie, wearing square glasses, a plaid shirt, a black travel bag on his back, and a lot of white hair on his head. He just put one hand in his pocket and strode in with great aura. .

After walking in, Su Kejie looked around, then gently pointed at his white hair and plaid shirt to everyone who was staring at him dumbfounded. Jin Ruoyu asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Ajie? Are you... staying up all night editing pictures and getting old all night?"

Pang Xiaobai said: "Why did your hair turn gray overnight? It's obvious that he is wearing a wig! I specially prepared it for him!"

Jin Ruoyu then looked at Pang Xiaobai: "Why?"

Pang Xiaobai narrowed his eyes and moved his right hand: "As the saying goes, if you have a hairless mouth, you will not be able to do things well! Therefore, adding a little sense of vicissitudes of time can make it easier for people to believe that he is a mature designer!"

"Oh, that's it." Jin Ruoyu suppressed a smile and nodded to Su Kejie, who was wearing a wig.

Tang Haixing frowned, looked at Su Kejie carefully, and then said in Henan dialect: "Hey, Teacher Ajie has instantly turned into old man Ajie. This is really... How expensive are you this year?"

"Twenty-seven!" Su Kejie glared at Tang Haixing angrily.

"Ajie?" Jin Ruoyu suppressed a smile and asked, "Is it necessary to do this?"

"Yes, of course!" Su Kejie nodded to Jin Ruoyu.

Immediately afterwards, Su Kejie walked aside expressionlessly and said in authentic Hunan dialect:

"Although I have worked for five years, I already have fifteen years of work experience.

Because you work eight hours a day.

And I work twenty-four hours a day!

Three times as much as you! "

Upon hearing this, Jin Ruoyu nodded and said, "Well, Ajie's words, as a senior designer, seem to come right off the page! It's really different!"

Su Kejie glanced sideways at Jin Ruoyu, and then nodded very seriously.

Ouyang Murphy smiled and complained a few words in Wuxi dialect. Unfortunately, no one at the scene understood what he said, and it was as if he didn't say it.

Pang Xiaobai looked at Ouyang Murphy who continued to type on the keyboard after he finished complaining, blinked, and then said:

"Although I don't understand, judging from Murphy's expression and tone, I guess she was just complaining that Ajie's wig was too fake and not sincere!"

"Which one of me is not sincere?" Su Kejie asked Ouyang Murphy.

"Oh, forget it." Pang Xiaobai quickly waved his hand to Su Kejie, "Murphy, you know, she is always complaining, so don't argue with her."

Ouyang Murphy sighed, raised his head, looked at Su Kejie, and said in Mandarin: "I was asking just now. If you change your skin, can the people in the design department believe that you are a senior designer? Don't they recognize it? Out of you?"

Su Kejie said: "Hey, you don't understand.

In fact, every time I went to the program before, they never looked at me.

It's possible that they really don't even remember what I look like, they just know that there is a person like me.

Since stereotypes are unavoidable, I’m going to make the most of it!

Now, my character design is an AB blood type, wearing square glasses, Aquarius, a senior male designer!

You see, my white hair has witnessed all my creative projects! It is also a reflection of my extensive experience!

Oh, by the way, I'm still left-handed! "

"Left-handed? Is there any difference?" Jin Ruoyu asked.

"Of course!" Su Kejie raised his left hand and said, "Because as a left-hander, people can feel that I am smarter than others! More special! More creative!"

Having said this, Su Kejie adjusted his flat square-framed glasses, and then calmly returned to his workstation under everyone's attention.

"Alas!" Tang Haixing frowned and sighed, "Stereotypes are unacceptable!" (End of Chapter)