The holiday in Qingdao was just a minor interlude.
As the online storm gradually subsided, and the buzz was soon overshadowed by another social hot topic, Sun Dasheng returned to his loyal Shanghai City.
"President Sun, do we need to plan a company annual event?"
The question from his subordinate left him momentarily stunned, then he nodded slightly, "Yes, let's do it big! Everyone has worked hard for a year, let's let them have some fun and relax a little."
"Alright, President Sun, I'll go and execute your instructions."
Bang!~
The office door closed.
Sun Dasheng lay back gently in his boss's chair, closing his eyes, recalling how he performed at the company annual event last year at his previous job.
Of course, the experience of getting laid off shortly after the annual event was even more memorable.
Time really flies fast.
In the blink of an eye, it's almost been a year.
