Our Glamorous Time

When Lin Qian saw Li Zhicheng's first second, nothing new or old love came together in his mind. Will this be a nuisance and the question of jealousy.

The only thing she thought of was that they could not be met.

There are two reasons.

First, Ning Weikai is as smart as a fox. If you see Li Zhicheng taking her to "walk in micro clothes", she will inevitably think of any conspiracy behind her. Although their actions have always been low-key and unobtrusive, one thing is not as good as one less.

Second, Ning Weikai is full of prosperity and prosperity. But the Huahua sedan is lifted by everyone, and the ostentation is made by everyone. Li Zhicheng has extraordinary temperament. She is the only one behind her, and she is still wearing casual clothes. What's more, the two of them are dating, and even wear the same style "couple hat". If it is hit by someone, it's a lot of controversy.

Ning Weikai will ridicule him in his heart. Those behind him will certainly look at them with strange eyes, feeling that this is not clear to the men and women.

cut. Is Li Zhicheng the person they can despise?

He didn't show up because it had a ravine in his chest.

He is inseparable from her, it is a soft spot between two emotions.

Seeing Li Zhicheng's eyes dim, carrying those two bottles of beverage, he walked in this direction. What Lin Qian thought was that he wanted to protect him-he could not let these little ones around him have a chance to think he could look down on the president of Aida.

With a certain heart in mind, she suddenly took a step back and smiled, Chao Ningweikai bowed slightly, and at the same time said in a clear voice: "Okay President Ning, then I will not disturb you, you walk slowly."

The crowd was surging, and Ning Weikai focused all on Lin Qiang, but did not find Li Zhicheng in the crowd. Seeing her posture at this moment, she wanted to see him away from the plague, and couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Lin Qian had cleverly nodded and smiled to the cadres behind him: "Goodbye! Goodbye!" Everyone looked at this, and naturally thought that Ning Weikai had just said goodbye to her first, so he also faked one by one. See you politely. Then he looked at Ning Weikai and waited for him to give a new order to go in a new direction.

Ning Weikai didn't say anything. She looked at her indifferently, turned her head, took the group of people, and finally walked away with might.

Lin Qian was relieved in the original place, and then turned back to see Li Zhicheng was walking between the two rows of counters. He also glanced at Ning Weikai's direction of departure, and then looked at her. That look...a little elusive.

Lin Qian ran quickly beside him and took the drink in his hand.

"Thank you. Let's go." She smiled at him.

He looked at her without speaking.

Lin Qian gently pulled his sleeve: "Go."

"Uh." He whispered in his throat. Lin Qian was very happy, and turned away with him. Suddenly his shoulders sank, it was his hands that caught him, and gently embraced her shoulders.

The slight power over her shoulders seemed to keep ironing in her heart. The heart felt soft, as if he were soothed and controlled by his hands. Lin Qian followed him and stepped out of the building without any haste.

But before opening the curtain to the street, Li Zhicheng embraced the woman in her arms, but she turned back casually.

Diagonally behind, leading to the escalator on the upper floor, Ning Weikai was slowly upwards, surrounded by the crowd.

The lights in the commercial building are extremely bright, but the eyes of the two men are also very sharp. Across the hustle and bustle of people, they looked at each other at a distance, and then turned their heads and moved in their own direction.

——

Li Zhicheng had official arrangements in the afternoon. After leaving the city, he first drove Lin Qian home.

The sunlight was golden all the way, and it sprinkled on the gray-grey road, which also shimmered the inside of the car. Lin Qian gave a hint of laziness, leaned on the co-pilot, picked up her lemon kumquat, and sipped slowly with a straw.

Li Zhicheng drove intently, with no expression on Junlang's face. Lin Qiang's eyes dropped, and he saw the drink he placed beside the gear lever. There is a small label on the lid: "Fragrant Oolong". Sure enough, it's his style. When you buy a drink on the street, you have to drink tea without any sweetness.

At this moment, Li Zhicheng reached over with one hand, picked up the cup of oolong, took a sip, and put it back in place.

But with such a simple drinking action, Lin Qian saw his heart beating.

Sometimes, you have to admit that some men are handsome, it is a kind of downright handsome. Raising his hands and throwing his words and deeds, they are both handsome and neat. Even the way he drank water was different from other men she had ever seen-his eyes looked straight ahead, but his hand fell accurately on the cup. After picking it up, it's not like someone casually holding the bottom of the cup, or holding the entire palm ring and drinking it carelessly. But he was slightly tiger mouth open, his fingers pressed evenly and forcefully on the cup, a bit like the gesture of the ancients holding a wine glass, he was very correct, and his hands seemed particularly slender and beautiful.

Hey, drink some water, she actually felt the atmosphere...

"What are you looking at?" He said suddenly.

Lin Qian was caught upright and said a little, "Nothing, I don't think you are really sweet at all?"

"Well." He answered softly, "I don't like it."

"Oh."

After a while in the car, he asked her again: "Do you like it?"

Lin Qian thought about it and answered, "Actually, I like everything."

Sweet, sour, spicy, salty, bitter. Everything has its best taste. She tastes everything, she likes it.

Obviously a very ordinary answer, Li Zhicheng's face was stained with a faint smile.

Lin Qian somehow shyly said: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Zhicheng glanced at her, but did not answer.

He is indifferent by nature, but she likes all kinds of colors.

Like a colorful flower blooming in his silent lake of heart.

Although he didn't speak, Lin Qian felt that his mood at the moment was very good.

Opportunity will not come again, poke horse honeycomb will take advantage of now. So she bowed her head and drank her saliva, cleared her throat again, and said in a very light tone: "Yes, I knew Ning Weikai before."

Why should I confess to Li Zhicheng this little love in the past?

Lin Qian thought very clearly that when two people get along, they should have frankly communicated in order to last for a long time.

And just in the commercial building, Li Zhicheng had seen Ning Weikai very kindly talking to her. Although Ning Wei Kai pretends to be pretending, the attitude of the older generation to support the younger generation of the industry, pulling her in the guidance of Jiangshan. But the astute person who is sincere and sincere, taking one step and thinking about three steps, why would Ning Weikai just talk to her in a small role? Maybe he had doubts in his heart now, but his face was not revealed.

Hearing her words, Li Zhicheng was driving, and turned to look at her. The eyes were a little bit deep, and I saw Lin Qian was a little ill.

She clearly only talked about "previously known", but how could his eyes seem to understand everything just by listening to this sentence? The human mind cannot be transparent like this...

At this time, the car had entered Lin Qianzhu's residential area. The steering wheel took a slow turn, he looked at the rearview mirror and began to slowly back up and stop. Lin Qian quickly said in the few seconds that he didn’t look at her: "Well... when I was a sophomore, he was a senior. He was a good friend, and after a good ten days, he felt his personality Disagreement, broke up again."

In fact, here, Lin Qian still concealed part of her foreword. She broke up with Ning Weikai not because of a disagreement but because she found him splitting his legs and pedaling two boats. But this kind of thing is a bit confusing, so she made another excuse.

At this time, Li Zhicheng had parked the car. She had finished "confessing", but he did not say anything, turned her head, and looked at her quietly.

Why, jealous? Angry?

Lin Qian consciously frank. But somehow, looking at his gloomy black eyes, like a hand resting on the steering wheel at random, she felt a feeling of plucking hair on the tiger's head, shaking, but a little excited.

"Then I'm leaving, see you on Monday." She unfastened her seat belt and reached for the cart door.

His arms tightened and he was pulled by someone. As soon as she shook her head, he had leaned over and bowed her head to kiss her.

This is a completely different kiss than last time.

Stronger, stronger, and deeper.

Lin Qian's heart thumped. Because the lips and tongue were invaded so warmly that there was a slight dizziness in front of the eyes. Li Zhicheng didn't like her last time, just blocked her in the chair with her body and arms. Instead, she stretched her arms around her waist, making her body lean forward and pressed against his chest. And with his other hand, he firmly held her back so that she could only move in his palm and under his lips.

The man's face rubbed her cheek gently because of the kiss. She could even feel his straight nose bridge against her face. The breathing heat squirted low on her face and eyelids. And in his mouth, there is a light smell of oolong tea. The tongue that chased her decisively and forcefully had almost no chance for her to gasp and had to entangle him completely.

Lin Qian was kissed by him for a while, his hands were slowly raised, pressed against his chest, and gently grabbed his clothes...

This kiss actually kissed for a long time.

three minutes? five minutes? Even ten minutes?

Until Lin Qian felt a little pain in his lips, he slowly moved his face away. Those deep beautiful eyes are still staring at her. There seemed to be a dark, unfading dark tide surging inside.

Lin Qian's face was hot, his hands were still on his chest, and he didn't speak. He still hugged her waist.

"You don't have a secret agreement with my brother..." She whispered, "Don't you make an order for me in a short time? Isn't that count?"

This is not so much a question, it's better to say that coquettishness means more.

Li Zhicheng stared at her as smooth as jade, but dyed her crimson face, and answered softly: "Today is a special case."

"why?"

He answered slowly: "It is unbearable."

Lin Qian was stunned, and wanted to laugh as soon as the corner of her lips bent. Unexpectedly, the hand locked around his waist was tight again. He bowed his head and kissed it again.

This time, Lin Qian was not caught by surprise like before. She closed her eyes quietly, and when his lips gently covered her, there was a slight tremor in her body.

This time, his kiss was warm and gentle, like an aftertaste, and like a soothing. After tasting it lightly in her mouth, she moved her head away and released her slim waist.

"Go back," he said, "otherwise I cannot guarantee that I will leave you in my car today."

He spoke calmly and mildly, but Lin Qian's heart jumped. Faintly knowing that he was not kidding, he quickly pushed the door and got off. It was hot on his face again when he recollected his words.

"Stay in the car"... This is too bad and wild?

At this time, Li Zhicheng also got out of the car, and the afternoon sun shone on the car body and on each other's faces. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood by the car door, watching her go upstairs. I wonder if it is Lin Qing's illusion, his cheeks that have been quiet for thousands of years seem to be stained with a touch of red. But his aura is too full, like a handsome and silent sculpture standing there. That red touch finally made him a little more vivid.

Finally like a young man who is 25 or 6 years old and encounters love. Instead of seventy eighty old belly black.

But the illusion of "young youth" is only a moment.

Because Lin Qian took two steps, he turned back and asked him: "What is your agreement with my brother? Tell me."

And he glanced at her, answering lightly and inexplicably: "The time has not come yet."

Lin Qian: "...Okay."

——

Lin Qian returned home, did nothing, and fell directly on the bed.

Recalling the warm kiss that even made her blood burst, her heartbeat seemed to be throbbing and trembling. She reached out and touched her lips, took off the hat above her head, looked at it carefully, touched it again, and then snapped it back on her head again.

There was no sound from the car outside the window. Has he gone?

Lin Qian jumped out of bed and walked to the balcony. This look, stunned.

Li Zhicheng's car is really still in place, and people are still in place. I saw him leaning against the door of the car, and not far away was a small pond in the community, where goldfish were swimming lively. A group of children, half and a half, are crowded by the fish pond, running and laughing.

Hey, he likes children?

Lin Qian leaned his chin on one hand and leaned on the balcony, watching him. After a while, his thoughts moved, and he turned back to his room, took out a smooth and flexible piece of white paper, and began to fold quickly.

——

In fact, Li Zhicheng has no special preference for children. He stood still here, just thinking about things.

The place where the chest was lightly pressed by the woman's hand seems to have residual temperature. And in the lips, it seemed that there was a sweet, silky breath in her mouth.

This is a strange and sweet feeling, a little bit into the man's heart. When he noticed it, he smiled unconsciously on his face.

What he thought in his mind was Lin Qian's expression when he was just in the commercial building, across the distant crowd.

Gentle pity.

In those big and bright eyes, only the most tender and stubborn pity.

He knew the pros and cons of the situation at a glance-he better not show up. And she is well-informed with ice and snow, so she naturally wants to understand.

Then he instantly made a decision and stepped towards her. But she heard her clear and crisp voice: "Okay President Ning, I won't disturb you anymore..." Then he nodded and bowed to the crowd, sending them away in a hurry. Just before him, he resolved the situation.

In the army, everyone talked about the "southwest wolf" Li Zhicheng, all secretly slamming unwilling to be against it; while Si Meiqi's campaign, Aida up and down, everyone looked at him with awe.

After seeing his nature, this woman was obviously in chaos and then avoided him.

Now, it seems to be sprouting from the original state, and back to the original, and when he was an unknown stunned head, watching his eyes filled with pity that she did not even realize.

He is already plotting the entire industry, and will soon kill him. She was still worried about him, a little wronged.

...

Li Zhicheng put his hand on the rearview mirror of the car window and tapped it gently.

The moonrise is bright, and the bureaucracy is outstanding.

Shu Piao corrects, the labor is quiet.

Just then, I heard a melodious whistle from above. Li Zhicheng looked up and saw a white paper plane, like a white dove, hovering down gently. On the balcony of Lin Qian's family, she was holding her chin with her hands, looking at him.

Li Zhicheng was quick-sighted and lightly grasping the childish paper plane. There was a handwriting on it, he opened it slowly, and saw the four big characters in the center of the paper: Aida will win.

Li Zhicheng chuckled, took it, looked up again. Across more than ten floors, she couldn't see her expression clearly, but saw the sunlight reflected on her face, the soft light moved.

It's almost time. Li Zhicheng looked at her again for a while, and then got on the bus. Fold the paper plane as it is and place it next to the front window. When the car just drove out of her community, Yu Guang glanced at the paper plane in the corner of her eye.

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The "Long Bow" project team was secretly anchored in Lin Qian's marketing department. Nominally, she is the general liaison. In fact, almost all the senior and elite of Aida are used.

Li Zhicheng has the overall picture. Down below are Liu Tong and Gu Yanzhi. Three people form the core brain, firmly controlling the main ideas of new product design, production and marketing.

Below are several scattered groups: material technology, design, marketing, production management. Each team has a head, Lin Qian is the head of the marketing team, but Gu Yanzhi will ask about the specific work.

After that long, fiery kiss, Lin Qian and Li Zhicheng could hardly see each other in private. Because the entire project team has been running non-stop in accordance with his plans and requirements.

At this time, Lin Qing certainly doesn't think he will think about his children. It's just a kind of emotion that has been suppressed for a long time, but it is like being kissed by that kiss, completely plucked and broken. But at this moment, he couldn't get released and had to secretly control himself. It was just that every time he saw a handsome figure in his meeting, he couldn't help but look twice.

Only occasionally, the eyes of the two were far from each other, Lin Qian only felt that his heart was trembling silently, and there was a dark surge that only the other could understand, hidden in each other's eyes.

And he obviously has completely focused on the project, staying in the group almost all day and all night, without any personal time. Lin Qian knew that he was the busiest company in the whole company, and there were countless things to find him.

——

Lin Qian has five elites. However, the materials and appearance of the new products are undecided, but only the general direction. Therefore, their marketing team can only do some general planning work, but not as busy as other groups.

Lin Qian went to Gu Yanzhi and asked him to point out the current priorities. Gu Yanzhi was going on a business trip and waved his hand and said, "I want to go to Europe with Li to talk about a new type of fabric. I will be back in six or seven days. Before you come back, you should think about it yourself. My request is that this is a brand new and unprecedented product. , So you have to give us something new and valuable. Do you understand?"

His request sounded simple, but it was instantaneous to Alexander. Lin Qian had nodded to bear it. I thought to myself-Li Zhicheng was so tired that it was so urgent and so far away.

In the afternoon, he really received his text message: "Traveling to Europe, coming back in six days."

Lin Qian smiled slightly and replied: "Okay, safe journey." I wanted to call "I'm waiting for you", but felt too sticky and deleted it.

Without leadership, Lin Qiang took this group of people to find directions for himself. In fact, the product direction proposed by Li Zhicheng is very clear. Everyone also feels that there are many things that can be done. They discuss and discuss, and discuss many good ideas. For example, how to promote, what form of advertising to take, whether to hunger marketing and so on.

But Lin Qian always felt that there was something lacking. These are not "new and valuable things" as Gu Yanzhi said.

After the meeting, she was confined in the office by herself. I thought about it a lot, and finally came to my mind what Li Zhicheng told her on the day of the commercial building.

He said that cost performance should be the first in the market.

He said that with this brand, it will kill the first two major brands in the market.

And she said, do you know how difficult it is to make such a perfect bag?

...

She was silent for a while, and regardless of time, called Lin Mochen.

It was midnight in the United States, and Lin Mochen's voice was full of tiredness, but his tone was sober: "What's wrong?"

Lin Qian looked at the clock and threw out his tongue: "Sorry, brother, I want to be fascinated. I forgot to watch the time and wanted to call you."

Lin Mochen smiled softly, sat up against the city lights of Manhattan outside the window, and sat up and asked, "What do you want to get hooked on?"

Lin Qian repeated his current situation and then said: "I have an idea. I think our marketing team should not rush to think about how to promote it now, but the most important thing is to go to the market and conduct field research."

"Survey? Why?"

"Well. Our industry is very mature because it has been developing for many years. The basic categories are there. Almost no one has done a consumer survey for a bag." She said, "But this time, I think It should be done this way. What do consumers think about such a bag and whether there is any demand. How our target customer base will be formed; if they are interested in this bag, what do they expect from it? Functions... These things can only be known through field research. So I plan to select a few cities and do small-scale household surveys directly to grasp the most authentic information."

After listening to her, Lin Mochen was silent for a moment, and smiled: "I support you." He paused and said: "Historically, from all walks of life, all worlds. The more you want to be the best, the more down-to-earth. The more extraordinary products you make, the more you have to go back to the original place of origin-the market, to explore."

Hanging up the phone, Lin Qian thought, isn't it? Li Zhicheng said that when dealing with Xinbaorui, you cannot rely on "tricks" as you did with Simeqi. You have to use a real weapon to build this perfect longbow.

And the most perfect business war is that every step before has been perfect and extraordinary.

So when this product came out, the victory was already laid, no need to fight.

For example, iPhone.

For another example, they may be able to make this long bow.

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The next day, Lin Qian took the team members and selected some outstanding employees to go to various research destinations.

The author has something to say: Don't worry, they will be officially together soon, soon!

See you tomorrow~