On his first day of employment, Su Maimai's workstation did not have a computer, a work badge, or even a chair.
The first minute she squatted on the floor to work, she was called by Lisa Zhang, the "Green Tea Ceiling", to pick up the express delivery.
At the department meeting, everyone bowed their heads and pretended to be dead. Only she was called out because she was distracted - "Xiting" the most difficult garbage project in the company.
A colleague said: This project has been replaced by three people, and you will not survive the probation period.
Su Xiaomai smiled: Okay.
Then he turned around and opened a folder called "Work Traces".
Someone stole her plan? It doesn't matter, there is a backup in the cloud.
Someone takes the credit from her? It doesn't matter, the mass email will be sent with a timestamp.
Someone is making pornographic rumors behind your back? It doesn't matter, she smiled and turned the whole place into a talk show scene.
From working while squatting on the floor to being worth over 100 million, from being treated as an errand boy by the entire department to being the youngest general manager of a business unit.
She spent ten years proving one thing——
The workplace is not a palace drama, and you don't need to step on others to get to the top.
You just have to run fast enough that the person behind you can't even see your shadow.
Of course, I also picked up a data analyst with a sharp tongue and a paralyzed face on the way.
He said: I am not helping you, I just think your data logic is finally correct.
Su Maimai: Are your confessions so difficult to understand?
Him: Yeah.
