Our Glamorous Time

Lin Qian was quite surprised when he heard the "leader opinion" brought back by the human resources manager.

After the accident, I was touched. Because the other party's words are very sincere and beautiful: "Miss Lin, since we Ada provided you with this job, we will not violate the promise because of some temporary business difficulties. If you decide to stay, the salary level will not change. . As for the position, you need to wait for the new CEO to take office. If you choose to leave, we also wish you a better job."

In the period when the human resources manager had just left, Lin Qian had used the mobile phone to get online, and Baidu had all the news about Aida. So she thought about it and replied very sincerely: "Thank you, I will go back and think about it and give you an answer tomorrow."

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It is still early to leave Aida, less than twelve noon. Lin Qian walked slowly home, first fried two dishes at the small restaurant at the door of the community, and finished eating sullenly. Then he went upstairs, opened the window, and turned on the music, then went to the balcony and called Lin Mochen.

It was the time when the Chinese lanterns first appeared in the United States. Lin Mochen's low voice seemed to bring the laziness and arrogance peculiar to Manhattan: "Your phone came later than I thought."

Lin Qian was suddenly frustrated: "Of course you already know."

About the current situation of Aida, the world knows. How could this brother who is doing financial investment on Wall Street not know?

Lin Mochen is wearing an iron-grey hand-made suit and is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass on the top of the skyscraper. Behind him are employees who are still buried in data analysis and investment reports.

Outside the window is a city full of bright lights like stars, and the Hudson River slowly flows into the distance under the shadow of skyscrapers on both banks.

He chuckled and asked, "What are your plans?"

Lin Qian's tone was even more dull: "Anyway, I won't work for you."

Lin Mochen frowned slightly here, but his tone was still indifferent: "Oh? Then where do you go?"

Lin Qian answered: "I'm thinking about whether to stay in Aida."

In all fairness, although Aida is in trouble now, but the thin and dead camels are bigger than horses, it is still unknown whether they can fight back in Jedi. And contacted today, she feels pretty good.

"I feel like giving up, it's a pity," she added.

Lin Mochen looked at the starlight on the top of the building opposite, and tapped gently on the table beside him.

"Lin Qian." He said, "It feels that it is the most useless thing. You are my sister, and I should think in a more rational and objective way."

The tone is a bit cold, and also a little arrogant to train people.

But Lin Qian was unmoved, but climbed up the pole and replied softly: "Well. Then you give me an objective analysis, is it worth staying?"

Lin Mochen was quiet for a moment, and Lin Qian's heart also raised a little.

"You can give it a try." He gave the answer without haste.

Lin Qian smiled suddenly. Don't ask him any deeper reasons, because he has a tedious professional term such as net asset value, yield, and so on.

"Thank you brother!"

Here, Lin Mochen's lips raised slightly invisible, and said lightly, "Xu Yong, chairman of Aida, is very old and has no regard for daily operations. His eldest son Xu Yiyang passed away in a car accident three years ago. Yong's character cannot be hired from outside. Therefore, the three most likely to succeed are: 1. Gu Yanzhi; 2. Bastard Xu Chengyan, who is still studying in the United States; 3. Xu Yong and his ex-wife have a son, The identity is unknown. I'll check it again."

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Hanging up the phone, Lin Qian buried his head in his arms, staring at the distance in a daze.

After a while, his eyes were attracted.

It was a large military green truck, along the road, through the city, and stopped at the door of Aida Group.

Several soldiers in camouflage uniforms jumped and carried their bags. The big truck drove away. They stood at the door for a while, and soon someone came out and led them in.

Is it a veteran?

Speaking of that, the batch of veterans was the only good thing she encountered these days.

Now, do some of them come to Aida to work?

She also decided to stay.

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Early the next morning, Lin Qian completed the onboarding procedures and was taken to meet the legendary Gu Yanzhi.

Everywhere in the group is filled with an indescribable gloomy atmosphere, so when Lin Qian walks into the office of this power minister's exquisite luxury and bright atmosphere, it is inevitable that he feels refreshing.

Gu Yanzhi was looking at the new employee after sitting at the dull table.

Obviously Li Zhicheng's assistant candidate, he does not need to see. But the guy rushed to the nursing home yesterday night to see his father, and these things can only be left to him. And the boss who cherishes words like gold has also given a command: "Not to be disclosed for the time being."

This is not public, referring to his identity and his arrival.

Gu Yanzhi asked, "Why?" He took over the group, and sooner or later he would meet with all the employees. When will it be public?

"I need to understand the situation first." Li Zhicheng stood at the window with his hand, and answered indifferently, "in a secret way."

Gu Yanzhi was slightly startled, and understood.

He speaks unpredictably, darely...

I still think of this as a war, and I want to secretly "scout" myself.

Thinking of this, Gu Yanzhi couldn't help but smile, and looked up at Lin Qian opposite, and said slowly: "The situation of the group must be clear to you. The harder it is, the more you hire. If you are talented, naturally It will be reused. But if it is a mediocrity, we don’t have to stay and increase the burden. Everything is up to you."

Very common words of envy and strength, so Lin Qian nodded calmly: "I will work hard." Looking at the smile on his face, I thought, it doesn't look as insidious as it is rumored.

Gu Yanzhi didn't have much leisure to talk to her more. After a short conversation, she made a final decision: she went to the president's office and stayed up to take up some of the daily work of the department.

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Lin Qian’s career in Aida started in obscurity.

The President's Office sounds beautiful, but in fact there are three people including Lin Qiang. The other two are also fresh graduates this year.

The staff of the Human Resources Department explained to her this way: "This department did not exist before. It was formed after the former CEO came. There were 16 or 7 people in the heyday. Later, they all left one after another."

Lin Qian is always safe, according to the advice of the secretary who takes care of Yan Zhi. Every morning, she will collect industry information and news and make a daily report for the leadership to refer to; the company’s weekly work plan and summary of each department, and She will copy it to her, and she will compile it into an independent report; of course, if there is any major event inside or outside the company, she also needs to gather relevant reference information as soon as possible.

In short, it is to write reports, write reports, write reports...

This kind of work is, of course, tedious and tedious, and there is a certain distance from the actual operation of the company. Lin Qian doesn't like it. But then think about it, if you first arrived, or came from a competitor company, it would be strange if she was placed in an important department to arrange important work at the beginning? So it was relieved. He simply devotes himself to writing reports every day, but after a few days, he has fallen back on the basic situation of Aida.

Just every time the report was sent to Gu Yanzhi's desk, I didn't know if he had read it. Later, she asked the secretary to send a message, in addition to submitting a paper report, she sent an electronic version to the designated mailbox. Lin Qian looked at the mailbox name: Apache2013126.vip.com, "Apache", is Gu Yanzhi's English name? But it doesn't look like a person's name, it may be the initials of a word or a sentence. Lin Qing wrestled for half a day at his whim, and couldn't spell it out.

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On the weekend, Lin Qing got up early in the morning and took a ride to the nursing home on the other side of the city.

Lvyuan Nursing Home was newly built after 2010. Regardless of the house facilities, it is the best and most comfortable in the city. Lin Qian carried a bag of fresh fruit, led by a nurse, and walked along the green river embankment for a while. He Qingling sat alone under a big tree.

Lin Qian couldn't help but take a lighter pace and came to her: "Mom..."

He Qingling has more than fifty years old, and his thin face is full of wrinkles. Looking at her calmly: "Well, come back."

The mother and daughter spoke for a while, most of the time Lin Qian was talking, and He Qingling listened. Soon, He Qingling said she was sleepy and wanted to rest.

"If you are busy at work, I won't keep you." she said.

The caregiver pushed her wheelchair away, Lin Qian stood still, and for a while, took out her mobile phone and called Lin Mochen.

"I'm in a nursing home. Mom looks good." She paused. "Do you want to talk to her?"

Lin Mochen was probably late at night, listening very quietly, only his gentle breathing.

"Lin Qian." He said, "I don't need to know what the woman is doing."

Lin Qian said nothing.

At that time, He Qingling insisted on divorcing her husband and brought one child each. Since then, Lin Mochen has never called He Qingling a "mom."

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In the afternoon, Lin Qian went around in the town around the nursing home, and went to visit an old classmate who lived nearby. By the time she came out of her classmate's house, it was already past nine.

She refused to send her old classmates to drive, and did not want to take a taxi. She walked slowly to the bus station alone. The night in the suburbs is deep and quiet. On the empty platform, there was only a thin yellowish glow from the street lights.

Soon, the last bus arrived.

Lin Qian found a seat by the window in the back of the carriage.

Because it was the departure station, probably before the departure point, the driver shouted at her: "Girl, wait a minute, there are five minutes." Then he fell asleep on the steering wheel.

Lin Qian wrapped his jacket tightly, looking at the chaotic night outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, footsteps heard from the front door, and a tall man came up.

Lin Qian turned his head casually, glanced at him, and continued to look out the window.

After a few seconds, suddenly turned his head back and looked at him.

The light in the carriage was quite dim. The man was wearing a dark gray jacket, black sports trousers, and outdoor shoes. Lin Qiang only needs a glance to know that they are all classics of top brands. He also wore a peaked cap, and the brim was very low, revealing only a high nose bridge and a clean jaw. Even if you can't see your face clearly, you can feel a sharp and handsome look.

Lin Qian groaned.

The feeling of deja vu came to mind. That person's body height is exactly similar to him, and how to describe this strong and unique aura? Good-willed, daunting and arrogant, even if he stayed quietly, he couldn't ignore his existence.

At this time he had already stretched his long legs and walked towards this side. Lin Qian immediately turned to look out the window.

His footsteps were smooth and neat, and he quickly walked past her. Lin Qian looked at the blurry reflection in the window glass, and he sat down in the last row.

The car drove quickly.

Yuelang is sparse and the night is as cold as water. Only the big bus is driving "bashing".

Lin Qian sat for a while, in the end, curiosity prevailed, and simply turned to look directly at him—

Uh……

He... fell asleep again.

The tall body was sitting like this, with one arm resting on the back of the front seat, the face buried deep inside, and the other hand seemingly resting on the knee. The peaked cap buckled deeply on the head, covering the face tightly. Because every few rows, Lin Qian could even hear his even deep breathing sound.

Hi, big cat.

Lin Qian suddenly wanted to laugh.

She leaned forward and pressed her head down so she wanted to see his face from below. But the light and shadow in the car moved, and only the blurred side lines were seen...

"What are you looking at?" A clear, low voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Qian was startled and straightened up, his face warming up. And he slowly lifted his face from his arm, his dark and bright eyes looked at her quietly.