Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

59: Chapter 59 Qin Gong is not a Pretty Boy 59: Chapter 59 Qin Gong is not a Pretty Boy Qin Jian was buried in his work at the drafting table when he heard a commotion outside; it seemed his name was being mentioned, so he put down his pen and stepped out to see two groups of interns red-faced and arguing in the hallway.

These were all interns who had just been assigned here after graduating this year, apparently quarreling over some trivial matter.

“What’s going on?” Qin Jian walked over, positioning himself between the groups of interns, “What are you arguing about?

This is a place of work, not somewhere to idle away your time chattering.”

“Qin, it’s the interns led by Chang, they’ve been talking about you behind your back, saying you’re just young and inexperienced, and that you only got this job through luck!

We don’t agree!

Everyone knows how hard you’ve worked over the years, traveling everywhere to conduct research, then coming back to study; what they’re saying is just nonsense!”

Qin Jian thought it was nothing serious, just this little squabble wasn’t worth all the noise.

“Disperse!

Wasting time on this useless gossip is just that, a waste of time.

Whether I’m good or not isn’t decided by someone’s word.

If you’re standing up for me, then try harder, get some real results, beat them at their own game; that’s the biggest comfort you could give me!” Qin Jian said this and turned to leave.

“Qin, there’s more, they said you…

said you’re just a ‘pretty boy’, really just relying on a good relationship with the Section Chief to be entrusted with important tasks!

So, so we couldn’t stand hearing them talk about you like that…”

“Pretty boy?” Qin Jian was both amused and annoyed, as ‘pretty boy’ had never been a compliment in this era, “What do you think, am I?”

“No!” Four or five interns shouted loudly, their voices so thunderous they hurt one’s ears.

“Then why waste any more words?” Qin Jian commanded, “From now on, anyone who causes trouble over such petty issues will be punished by drafting for three days straight without sleep!”

“Yes!” Upon hearing this, the interns quickly scampered off.

Qin Jian shook his head and turned back.

He had barely taken a few steps when he ran into Xiao Li from the office: “Qin, Section Chief Zhang is asking for you!”

“Alright, I’ll head back now!”

The Section Chief’s office.

Section Chief Zhang Jianguo was nearing fifty, with graying hair, standing at the window in a coat watching Qin Jian approach from a distance.

He took a draw on his cigarette and slowly exhaled a ring of smoke, then turned to Qin Jian’s work partner and said, “Look, look, your ‘Eternal Iceberg’ has arrived!”