Our Glamorous Time

You will not be disappointed.

He said... you will not be disappointed?

This sentence is like the spinach of Popeye sailor, Lin Qian, who was originally ill and languishing, and his eyes lit up.

She couldn't believe what she heard. Because sales are still sluggish in the morning, Li Zhicheng can now make a statement: "Not disappointed", shouldn't sales be... good?

Broke 2000? No, this is never enough to satisfy Li Zhicheng. 3000? Even 4000?

After Li Zhicheng walked into the building, took the elevator, and walked to the office of the Information Technology Department again, Lin Qian's whole heart seemed to jump out, first she jumped in front of the computer.

As soon as I entered the office area, I saw my colleagues who were all black in the morning. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked at them: "Li Li!" "Li Li!" "Li Li, Lin Zhu!" There was an unusually high light in their eyes.

Xue Mingtao, Liu Tong, Gu Yanzhi and other leaders were also there, sitting in the hut inside, not knowing what to talk about, and looking up at the same time, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Qian couldn’t hold it anymore, and was close to a colleague’s computer: "How much sales today? I don’t know in the afternoon."

The colleague also knew her well these days, and her face was as bright as a flower at the moment, and she twisted the computer screen hard in front of her: "Lin help yourself!"

Lin Qiang saw the numbers on the screen at a glance, and his eyes were straight:

"7853?!"

All the people around laughed and said noisily:

"Yes, about two hours after the announcement of the president, sales started to suddenly increase, 500, 1000 jumps, good guys! The orders placed now have to be delivered three months later, but the number is still soaring. ."

Another person said, "Lin Zhu's network offensive is indispensable!"

"Although there is no regrets!" a young man sighed, "I am really regretful!"

Lin Qian’s temples all started jumping suddenly.

Nima happiness came too suddenly! Is God still fair?

Hahaha! Chen Zheng you stink bastard, we sold 7853 a day, will you be mad at hearing this number? No, will she text him tomorrow? Just write: Mr. Chen, thanks to you, we sold 800 pieces yesterday. Oh, sorry, I missed a 0. Hahaha!

She was staring at the screen deliberately and deliberately, but the leaders in the hut had come out. Gu Yanzhi said with a smile: "Mr. Li is back. Let Mr. Li say a few words to everyone."

Everyone looked up at Li Zhicheng, and Lin Qian turned to look at him.

He was standing a few steps away from her, and after hearing Gu Yanzhi's words, Jun's face looked faint.

Lin Qian's mouth could not help but turned up-he should be more adapted and used to cheer up those straight soldiers? What would he say now?

And Li Zhicheng stood under the light, raised his calm eyes, looked around for a week, and said, "Today's victory, everyone here is a hero."

He paused, and everyone laughed.

He also heard him say: "Now, we can basically judge that this time the flanking counterattack has established the victory and the competitors are unable to return to the sky. In the foreseeable future, their mid-range product market will be quickly eroded by us. And we The sales of other categories will also come back." He finally stopped and looked at everyone and said: "We finally saved Aida."

A very plain paragraph, the tone is also very smooth, without any inspiring expressions or wording, but it made everyone stunned at the same time. Because he said "Saved Aida". Somehow, these words made the mood dignified. In the solemnity, there seems to be another emotion brewing in silence.

No one speaks.

After a brief silence, everyone seemed to react at the same time, yelling and applauding, dropping the documents in their hands and standing up, hugging each other excitedly.

Lin Qian's eyes were a little wet. When Li Zhicheng spoke, she kept looking at him. A plain and very resolute paragraph, how can it make people feel distressed and proud!

What the hell! What is her mentality towards him now? Why is there a sense of relief that "I have BOSS in my family"? But at the same time, I feel sweet heart flustered?

At this moment, Li Zhicheng seemed to perceive her eyes and turned to look over. Lin Qian subconsciously just wanted to slap two farts to restore his normal fighting state, but his arms suddenly tightened, and he was already drawn into the arms by the tall young male engineer beside him, hugging him tightly: "Lin Zhu!"

Lin Qian hadn't responded yet, the other party had let go, and went to hug the middle-aged engineer beside him.

Lin Qiang smiled and celebrated the victory with a high-five and a hug hug from several people beside him. Hey, her Lin Qian is in the Information Technology Department, even if she is her own.

Zhengdong thought about it, and when he turned around, he saw several leaders, and he walked into the ranks of engineers very well. Li Zhicheng held the hand of the engineer who just held her, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered something. The engineer looked glorious and overjoyed.

Then Li Zhicheng let go of him, shook hands with several other people, and then turned his footsteps before reaching Lin Qiang.

Lin Qian was in a good mood and didn’t think too much at the moment. He smiled and reached out to shake him, and at the same time generously flattered: "Long live BOSS!"

Under the light, Li Zhicheng's shape is as long as a bamboo, and with short black hair, his eyebrows are extremely gentle and quiet. Lin Qian hadn't responded yet, as soon as his arms were tight, he was pulled into his arms. Then he tapped one of his hands on her back as if to encourage others.

Lin Qian's heart beat suddenly. She clearly smelled the lightness of him. And his hand holding her wrist, obviously very powerful, just like a soldering iron. And the hand he put on her back, the strength of her five-finger fingertips, clearly held her and pressed her into his arms.

Everyone else was laughing and saying, no one noticed the difference between them. In fact, they also look the same on the surface.

"Lin Qian." He whispered in her ear, "I am very happy, did not disappoint you."

——

This day is the beginning. By midnight, the sub-brand's all-day sales exceeded 8,500;

The next day, it reached 12,000.

In the next few days, sales volume gradually declined and stabilized, but it still remained at a high sales volume that was difficult for similar online flagship stores.

By the end of the year, Aida's annual sales of the main brand ranked first in the country in mid-range leather bags, and more than the total sales of the second, third, fourth, and fifth. Indeed, as Li Zhicheng said, other categories of bags under the leadership of this main brand, although not as good as the past performance, but gradually warmed up. And by the end of the year, Aida's annual turnover has approached Si Meiqi, turning over fully. This is something.

Back to that night.

It was too late for Lin Qian to return home on this day. After the ups and downs, I temporarily had no energy to sort out some messy thoughts, took a shower indiscriminately, just lying in bed just to sleep, but received a long-lost call from Lin Mochen.

During this time, Lin Qian did not call him, nor did he call. The brothers and sisters had a tacit understanding. At the point of life and death of Aida, she did not mention it, so he did not ask.

Well now, the weather is fine after the rain.

Lin Qian lay on the bed and said lazily: "Xiongtai, what's your job?"

Lin Mochen's voice also had a shallow smile: "Congratulations."

Lin Qian: "Thank you."

In the end, he relied heavily on his brother. Lin Qian couldn't help but talk about the thrilling experience of the past few days, except that he slapped himself and didn't mention it. Lin Mochen listened quietly, and when she heard that she told Li Zhicheng that she wanted to lose 20 million yuan, she laughed in a low voice: "The city gate stands. This is a good move."

Lin Qian was still smiling, and was about to talk down, suddenly stunned.

Brother said "the city gate stands"?

The gate of the city is taken from the story of the ancient Shang Yanglimu. The metaphor adopts eye-catching marvelous tricks to openly establish prestige and win trust from the people.

This idiom is not used much now. But because Lin Qian had just seen it not long ago, she remembered it as soon as he said it.

That was the first day of being Li Zhicheng's assistant. She was on the terrace and he was watching Sun Zi's art of war. At that time he wrote a few words on the paper, one of which was not the gate of the city gate?

Thinking about it, I heard Lin Mochen smiled lightly: "Little fool, do you see it now? He also said to others as a teacher. This way people are seamlessly intertwined, playing competitors that are several times stronger than themselves. Turn around. I'm about to fight. You'll be careful and careful in the future, learn from others and don't disgrace me."

When he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving a dumb Lin Qian.

What did your brother just say?

Lin Qian only felt that there was a rib in his brain jumping suddenly, his brain was sober, and his thoughts were rolling. The drowsiness of a cold was instantly thrown away for a thousand and eighty miles away, because her brother's words and the familiar idiom "City Gate Standing Tree" gave her an incredible and unbelievable thought.

But she also had a feeling that she followed Li Zhicheng all the way, and the possibility was buried in her mind, but as long as she thought about it, she was rejected by her-how is it possible?

Her heart jumped "poundingly", and she jumped off the bed at once, grabbed her backpack, and pulled out the soft leather notebook from inside. She remembered seeing him write those idioms that day, out of the mentality of paying attention to any details of BOSS, she also wrote it down and wrote it down in the book.

Flipped over and over for a long time. In my mind, everything was sparkling like electricity and flints again.

If, according to my elder brother, everything is planned and arranged in a sincere manner, then everything has to be overturned.

Therefore, he was also pretending to compete for the Mingsheng project, just to attract Si Meiqi into the game. The purpose is to? By the way, he put forward nearly harsh bidding conditions: the pricing does not exceed 30% of the market price, and the delivery period is 3 months. This is his purpose! It is to make Simeqi strictly restricted in the market price and inventory of high-grade leather goods, and can no longer attack them.

And his goal was the broad and huge mid-range leather goods market of Simeqi from the beginning? Just want to talk about it?

What about the spy? Did he know the existence of spies in advance, and in turn used them, and finally sent them to prison?

Yes, there are 30 million, why did he set the number of winners to 2000? She didn't think about it at the time, but now she recalls that the 30 million sold land just happened to run out! Did he know that something would go wrong?

Thinking cluttered in his head, he finally found the original notes. She settled down and looked at the five military idioms with a heartbeat. But in an instant, the heartbeat became faster.

Because those five words are--

Please enter the urn.

Borrow a knife to kill.

Slamming.

The city gate stands.

Wait for work.

Lin Qian took the notebook and sat blankly on the bed.

There was an indescribable taste in her heart, suddenly, shocked, dazed... and strange.

Yes, strange.

She never saw him clearly.

She again showed a sincere face in her mind. But this time, it wasn't his silent coldness that gave him a glimpse on the train, or the straightness and gentleness of his back as she walked through the puddles and mud. But when he sat next to her tonight, with the dark, heavy eyes like winter night, he would definitely look at her and say:

"What I want, I have seen, within reach."