Gifts to the General Manager

For safety reasons, the alloy dome of the shelter is rarely opened at night. Tonight, we made an exception to set up the Kongming Lantern at 12:00 and let everyone in the shelter look up to see it, so as to activate the atmosphere of Zhongyuan Festival.

At the same time, for safety reasons, the shelter will definitely not allow anyone who is willing to put the Kongming lamp to climb to the top of the glass shed to put it. Naturally, those in need will be asked to contribute and leave their own words of support. The shelter staff will make and paste the applicant's message, and then send people to the top of the shed to do it.

Miniature catastrophe is a disaster for all survivors, and it can be said that every surviving person in the shelter will have their family and friends left outside. The shadow of death has caused varying degrees of psychological trauma to many survivors who have been rescued.

The deceased will always go on, and those who survive will have to live strong.

Shen Jiayi believes that survivors need a formal ceremony to help them emerge from sadness and shadows. Recently, the sampling survey data provided by Bai Tingting showed that 68% of the survivors in the shelter were dissatisfied with the current situation and expectations to a certain extent.

These dissatisfaction not only include the allocation of prices and resources within the shelter, but also the nostalgia for past life, including the longing for lost or disconnected loved ones.

The suggestion given by the Office of Postapocalyptic Strategies is to establish an exclusive commemorative day within the shelter, allowing survivors to mourn and bid farewell to their past lives, and guiding them to respect their future lives.

The most suitable day is the most recent Zhongyuan Festival, on the 15th day of the lunar calendar. But according to the customs here, everyone celebrates the 14th and calls it Ghost Festival.

So the Zhongyuan Festival Preparatory Committee was set up in an emergency. It chose the night of the 14th to tour the floats, and the Kongming Lantern was put on at 12:00 sharp.

The current shelter accommodates more than 73000 people, plus more than 20000 people from Shanghai Weimini Industry itself, surpassing 90000 and approaching 100000 people. In the past, it was less than one tenth of the total population of Morikawa City, but for Haiwei Mini Industries, there was still a burden.

From the announcement of the activities to be held on the Zhongyuan Festival until the deadline on the afternoon of the 13th lunar calendar, the Preparatory Committee received more than 56000 applications. It can be said that more than half of the people in the entire shelter have a need to use Kong Mingdeng to express their longing for their loved ones.

Looking at the 113 Kongming lanterns floating in the air, Shen Jiayi, the general manager of Haiwei Mini Industry, sighed.

These Kongming lamps are not small in size, so making over a hundred is enough for the entire shelter to see. And with these Kongming lanterns set up as a signal, the banquet in the villa of Shouwang Town in the elite district also reached its climax.

This cocktail party is a gathering of the management and family members of Haiwei Mini Industry, which can be seen as an internal encouragement meeting within the management team. The aim is to bring the company's members closer together, so that all members can unite and move towards a brilliant tomorrow in this miniature apocalypse.

Shen Jiayi doesn't like this kind of atmosphere. Although she was born into a wealthy family, she has often attended similar cocktail parties and gatherings since childhood and handled them properly, but she never... likes such occasions.

Even if she didn't like it, she still participated so many times, which shows that she knows and understands the meaning of this kind of thing. Such activities are indispensable in her circle, even in today's world where people have become seven centimeters small.

Shen Jiayi turned around and raised her glass to the men and women dressed in various high-end clothing. "Let's reminisce about the past and be full of hope," she said

Under the bright Kongming lamp above, the wealthy men and women raised their glasses in agreement, "Remembering the past, full of hope."

The summary praise has already been given for a round before, and by now after midnight, the party has entered the latter half. Her uncle Shen Liansheng shook the empty cup and looked out the window with interest, while others focused more on her.

After all, at this time, she held a high position and was the highest leader of the entire Haiwei Mini Industry. She was also the biological daughter of the President of Haiwei Group, Shen Guantian, and... the designated successor.

Not to mention her inherited beauty from her mother, coupled with her aloof personality, many people are eager to conquer the challenge of this "iceberg beauty", repeatedly losing and fighting.

For example, now, a tall and handsome man in a suit walked up with a friendly smile on his face.

This is Zhao Xitong, former manager of the marketing department and now the economic regulation department of the shelter. His father is a veteran shareholder of the Haiwei Group and was also transferred to Haiwei Mini Industry with her six months ago.

"Jiayi, your speech just now was really great," Zhao Xitong said with a smile. "Don't worry, we heard from Bai Sifei that some awakened beings' abilities have increased the signal of the transmitter. We will contact headquarters sooner or later."

Shen Jiayi nodded with a smile, which could be considered an answer.

"By the way, I found someone to make something for you."

"No," Shen Jiayi refused without even thinking. She saw too many people who would give gifts in just a few words.

"Don't rush to refuse," Zhao Xitong smiled and picked up a box with both hands. The shape of the box made many people on site imagine it, because it really looked like a box with a diamond ring.

"Is Zhao Xitong proposing to Mr. Shen?"

This idea was probably circulating in the minds of many people at the scene, who stared at Zhao Xitong's performance with wide eyes and held their breath waiting for Shen Jiayi's response.

Shen Jiayi shook her head, she didn't want to be manipulated.

"Open it, I guarantee you will like it," Zhao Xitong said with a smile on his face, without kneeling on one knee, which was also the reason why Shen Jiayi did not shake his hand and leave.

She hesitated for a moment, shook her head, and a cold expression almost appeared on her face. However, in the relaxed and joyful atmosphere tonight, she didn't want to make the atmosphere stiff. So she said, "Open it yourself."

The initiative must be in one's own hands. Once one opens it voluntarily, it will convey a signal that she cares about Zhao Xitong's gift, which will make people around her misunderstand her relationship with Zhao Xitong.

Zhao Xitong still smiled, but nodded and opened the soft box himself.

A metal pendant lay in a soft box, and upon seeing its familiar shape, Shen Jiayi's heart beat violently.

She suppressed her excitement and gently picked up the pendant, holding it in her hand and observing it carefully.

A rabbit head made of platinum, with two red crystal fragments as rabbit eyes and delicate patterns on the edges.

Shen Jiayi is extremely familiar with this pendant, but the original one was lost in an accident. She thought she would never find it again, and didn't expect to see someone so similar today. Especially the folded ears of that rabbit look so cute.

Shen Jiayi has long passed the age when young girls pursue cuteness and cuteness, but that pendant poured a lot of emotions into her. Countless times when she was tired, lost, and conflicted, she would confide in the pendant. Every time she finished speaking, she seemed to hear a cold voice telling her not to give up and not to beg for mercy.

Now, after many years, seeing that familiar shape again, how could she not be excited. However, she still suppressed her excitement and faced Zhao Xitong with an ordinary face: "Xitong, how could you think of doing this to send me off?"

"Before, you mobilized all the young masters in the capital to find this thing for you. I also had a design, but now I happen to have the conditions to do it. This is a metal shaped ability, made in one go. I just don't know how much difference it is from your original state. I think this thing must be very commemorative for you. On this day of mourning the past, I will give it to you. I hope it will make you have a good mood."

Shen Jiayi smiled slightly and shook her head. "No, it's already very similar. Thank you, Xitong."

Zhao Xitong nodded with a gentleman and said, "I should, my queen. Do you remember, when we were all in junior high school, we were all the party queens?"

The word "Queen" stunned Shen Jiayi for a moment. Memories of her youth flooded her heart, but in the next moment, she thought of even longer memories. That night, the boy rubbed a file against a piece of iron under the dim light, and finally spread out his dirty hand. A small metal rabbit head lay in the palm of his hand.

"Oh, stop crying and use this as a doll."

"It's so ugly."

"Don't forget it."

"No, I want it."

"If you take it, don't cry anymore. It's so noisy, just wait patiently for your family to come and pick you up."

"What about you? What about your family?"

"I don't have any family anymore."

"No family? Isn't that an orphan? Otherwise, you can come to my house and play with me. There are many fun things in my house, much more beautiful than you."

"No, that's not my home. Go to bed quickly, remember not to beg for mercy from anyone."

"Hmm."

Memories of the past surged in her heart, and Shen Jiayi immediately returned to a calm state. She tightly grasped the pendant in her palm and said in a tone without any emotion, "I'm tired and I need to rest. Xiaobai, please take care of everyone for me." Without looking back, she walked up the stairs and headed towards the second floor.

Standing beside her, wearing a white evening gown, Bai Tingting stood up and nodded in response to Shen Jiayi's back. It wasn't until she climbed the stairs that she turned around and smiled at Zhao Xitong, "Brother Xitong."

Zhao Xitong nodded slightly in greeting, then turned around and met the gaze of Shen Liansheng standing by the window. The latter raised his glass to him, and he also raised his glass at the same time.

Standing next to Shen Liansheng at this moment was the middle-aged, slightly chubby man Song Ren, followed by another middle-aged man and Yuan Feixing.

At this moment, Yuan Feixing's wife, the 230 pound woman, was dressed up beautifully and chatting with another group of wealthy women on the other side. Looking at his wife's bucket shaped figure, Yuan Feixing couldn't help but miss Yang Caishan's muscular physique even more. It's just a pity that since she came back from outside, she hasn't let him touch a finger. Even if he hit her, she just silently endured without saying a word.

Yuan Feixing locked his gaze on Bai Tingting, who was chatting with Zhao Xi, with envy on his face. As a result, his father Yuan Zhengchu slapped him on the head and said, "Don't even think about it. Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

"But Dad..." Yuan Feixing complained wrongly, "I found someone to make that pendant. Why did I give it to that person surnamed Zhao to give to the general manager? If I gave it to her, wouldn't it be me who can talk to her?"

"Is that Zhao Xitong something you can compare to? She has known the general manager since childhood, and if you rashly send him over to avoid being thrown away by her, I will be surnamed after you!"

"So why, what benefits will he give us?"

"This is something assigned by Vice President Shen, and Manager Song just followed suit. It's not our turn to speak."

When it comes to Vice President Shen, Yuan Feixing has nothing to say. His father is only related to Song Ren, and Shen Liansheng, the deputy general manager, is not within reach of his family.

"Listen to your mother, we can't afford to offend her father when we move back to sleep with Xiaofen tonight."

Yuan Feixing's mouth curled up so much that he could almost hang an oil bottle. He looked at Zhao Xitong with envy, and suddenly remembered his father's words just now. He said, "Dad, you're already with my surname, and you must have been thrown out by Assistant Bai. I know that, haha."

Yuan Zhengchu was immediately embarrassed and angry, and slapped him twice. "It was you and me who had the same surname, and I even turned against you." But his gaze towards Bai Tingting was full of saliva.