Our Glamorous Time

The sun was setting. In the huge president’s office, it was as quiet as Lin Qian’s own breath.

She looked up quietly again, and saw that Li Zhicheng was sitting behind the table, still looking at the work documents of various departments, still without expression.

He has been sitting still for an hour-since receiving the winning bid.

It is already off work, and the top floor is almost empty. Lin Qian also didn't want to work, one hand supported the chin, the other hand moved the leaves of the small green plant on the table meaninglessly, once, once, again...

Finally, Li Zhicheng inside the door stood up. Lin Qian immediately took a seat and put on a very quiet and natural expression, looking at his direction. When he turned off the computer and put on his coat, he walked out of the door.

Lin Qian stood up immediately: "President."

Li Zhicheng looked up at her. The dark black eyebrows were rendered with ink pens, and they were exceptionally clear under the lights and extremely quiet.

After contemplating, he said: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock, convene a meeting of all executives."

"Okay." Lin Qian answered simply, and asked again, "What is the topic?"

"The next development plan of the group." His voice is still Shen Cuo powerful.

Lin Qian was stunned and smiled and replied: "Okay, I will inform them tomorrow morning."

Li Zhicheng nodded and turned away.

Lin Qian: "Are you going home now?"

Li Zhicheng stretched out his hand to erect the collar of his coat, his face indifferent: "No. Go for a walk."

Lin Qian stood on the spot, watching him walk away, walk into the elevator, and the elevator doors closed slowly. She just sat down, staring at the dark brown paulownia door of the closed president's office in front of her, and sighed long. Then he lay listlessly on the table.

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It was not yet dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread throughout the industrial park. Li Zhicheng stepped out of the building, looked up, and put his hands in his pockets, passing by the scattered workers and walking towards the rows of factories in the back.

Since taking office, he has often walked around the park. Because he rarely showed up and hurriedly with his head down, few people recognized him.

A bunch of people sat chatting in the security booth beside the plant. It wasn't until Li Zhicheng walked far away that he looked a little dazed, he silently withdrew his gaze.

At this time, a forklift worker in his early thirties whispered, "I heard that the big project that is clear is yellow, is it true?"

Another security guard immediately replied: "It is true. Don't you know? It's all spread this morning! My sister-in-law is in the administration department and says it's completely yellow!"

Gao Lang frowned, and asked, "What about our Ada?"

Everyone sighed for a while.

The twilight fell a little, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians in the park. Gao Lang was sitting in a crowd of noisy worker security guards, but was extremely silent. His hair has been caught in a chicken coop, and he is very worried about Li Zhicheng, but he is panicked and does not know what to do.

At this moment, another security guard beside him stared at the plant in front and said, "Hey, what is that for?"

Gao Lang followed his gaze, and several other security guards stood up in doubt.

I saw dozens of workers in blue work clothes almost all sullen face under the low night, crowded in front and back, walking in the direction of the office building.

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When Lin Qian walked out of the office building, it was almost dark. There was a lot of noise around, but she thought about things and didn't care. When I walked to the middle of the parking lot in front of the building, I suddenly felt something was wrong behind me.

She turned and looked, suddenly widening her eyes—

A large group of blue-clothes workers came from a short distance into the office building. Lin Qian's eyes were sharp, and he even saw a few of them intermingled, still holding things like iron bars. What is more striking is that several security guards are flying over from one side, and the leader is the fastest, not who is Gao Lang!

They stopped in front of the workforce, and Gao Lang said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? Where are you going?"

The leading workers were all tall men in their thirties, with fierce faces. One of them shouted: "Your little security guards have given way! We are going to find the group leadership theory! Fair and comfortable people! They owe wages, collude internally and externally, destroy Aida, regardless of our old employees' life and death! We want to discuss a statement !"

As soon as the voice fell, several people in the line echoed. Others also roared.

The security guards were all young guys, all stunned, a little overwhelmed. Only Gao Lang, shouting out of his neck, said, "You are making trouble! There is no such thing at all! Go back!"

When he heard the troublesome worker leader saying that muddled words, Lin Qian’s first thought came out:

Is it New Borui or Simeiki?

Her heartbeat began to accelerate, she turned around and walked to a farther and safer place, and took out her mobile phone to call Li Zhicheng. Not connected yet, I suddenly heard another chaos of noisy and noisy there, and someone shouted angrily: "Fight! This kid is also theirs, specially to break Aida!"

Lin Qianxin sank, turned his head to look around, but saw that the men in blue work clothes and dark gray security clothes had been mixed together. Punching, kicking, siege, torsion, greasy, panicked faces are all intertwined, and they are really on the shelf! In the dark night, the iron rod in someone's hand was raised high, and fell heavily, and no one hit him or the ground, and a dull sound came.

Lin Qian looked at it with a rush. At this time Li Zhicheng's phone was connected, and again and again, ringing in her ear, but no one answered for a long time. Lin Qian's mood is even worse, hang up and dial 110.

At this time, there were other people around here who discovered the situation here: the staff who came out of the building, the workers behind the factory, the security guard at the gate... Some of them rushed to the front and shouted, but more people were talking with Lin Qian Again, I didn't dare to move around.

At this moment, in the wrestling battle group, a worker leader suddenly looked in the direction of Lin Qiang, pointing at her and shouting loudly: "The woman came from Si Meiqi! Grab her and ask!"

Suddenly, many people looked at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian's heart fell even further, and no matter what the alarm, someone will definitely report it, she turned and ran!

It's Si Meiqi! There is no doubt that Simeiki!

Since there is a premeditated incitement to make trouble, it is likely that some black forces have been found to be involved. Lin Qian will never be obedient to stay "counter" or "drink" with them, because it is definitely useless.

She ran fast, turned quickly, and ran away from the parking lot in a blink of an eye, throwing the men behind him far away. Unexpectedly, just after jumping down the stairs, there were a few people standing in front of her, who suddenly blocked her path.

Lin Qian immediately turned and ran. One of them responded quickly, grabbed her by the shoulder and grabbed her back. The night was completely dark, the trees were heavy and the street lights were not on. Lin Qian only saw a few tall black shadows surrounding her in the center. Then one of them suddenly raised his hand, "snapped", and a heavy slap fell on her face.

Lin Qian was struck with Venus, a hot tingling came from his cheek, and a sweet cold came immediately in the corner of his mouth. Those people just released her, and quickly walked towards the door of the group. The figure soon disappeared into the crowd outside the door.

Lin Qian stood with her face covered in her face, her tears burst out, and her legs and feet seemed to be weak. She first stared at the direction the group left, and then turned to look at the office building. In the vast night, there were more people gathered there, and it was even more chaotic.

She pressed her tears down, pulled out her phone and continued to call 110. Just after pressing two keys, I suddenly heard the rapid footsteps behind me. Her heart was raised again, Huo Ran turned back—

Crashed into a pair of familiar dark eyes.

Li Zhicheng stood behind her, the black figure stood tall, the breathing was still a little quick, and her eyes fixed on her firmly and quietly.

Lin Qian’s heartbeat was still very chaotic, and his voice had calmed down. Looking at him, the words said clearly: “I’m fine, you have to deal with it quickly. I’ll call the police, beware.

The voice did not fall, and he held his hand on his cheek, and he held it tightly. Lin Qian stared at him staring blankly. He took her hand away and looked at her already swollen cheek with a cold expression in his eyes: "Who hit?"

Somehow, his words made her tears that had been pressed down suddenly appear again. He quickly sniffed his nose and answered, "I didn't see clearly, I ran away."

Li Zhicheng didn't speak again.

Staring around, his black eyes were fixed on her, while his hands were still clasping her wrists, and his fingers were warm and strong.

Being stared at by him like this, Lin Qian's mind suddenly felt a little empty, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

At this moment, two military guards came running behind and stood behind Li Zhicheng.

Li Zhicheng also looked at her, but said to the security guard behind him: "Take her out of here. Don't let anyone touch her again."

"Yes!"

Lin Qian hadn't said anything yet, he had released her hand and turned and strode away.

Lin Qian went out under the protection of a security guard.

After walking a few steps back, I saw that Li Zhicheng had stepped into the parking lot and walked towards the riotous crowd without looking back.

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Lin Qian was taken to a small building where the security department was located.

She stood on the balcony, using an ice pack from the security guard, and swollen cheeks.

The night was completely dark, and the hustle and bustle of the parking lot in the distance was still difficult to tell. I only saw another group of security guards, as well as blue-clothed workers, hurried over there.

In the night of panic, Lin Qian was anxious. I don’t know if Li Zhicheng, Gao Lang and others were injured, and I don’t know how the situation is going. Why hasn't the police arrived yet?

The cheeks were still swollen and painless, and she had flashed a few men blocking her in her head, afraid and hated. Want to make a call to Lin Mochen, press the hand on the keyboard, but dispel the idea again.

At this time, the security guard who accompanied her came out of the back room. Looking at the distance, also looked sad. He looked up at her again and hesitantly said: "Lin Zhu, we Aida... is it really not working? Are we going to be unemployed?"

Lin Qian looked at him with a look of expectation in his weight, but he couldn't answer it at the moment.

Just then, the phone in her hand rang.

Is a strange number.

She joined absently: "Hello."

It was noisy, there was music, there were people talking, and laughter.

Lin Qing suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Then I heard Chen Zheng's familiar, slow voice, word by word: "Lin Qian, fight me, does it hurt?"