Our Glamorous Time

Gu Yanzhi did suspect that there was a spy inside the group.

But when he saw the response of his boss, he was still taken aback.

The winter sun was clear and warm, and Li Zhicheng was wearing a light-colored casual suit, standing at his desk, handsome and quiet. The original documents and debris on the table were all neatly moved to the bookshelf, and replaced by more than ten button-shaped miniature cameras with dark colors. Li Zhicheng also had a strangely shaped instrument in his hand, his long, frowning frown frowned, and was very focused on debugging.

Gu Yanzhi picked up a camera and looked in front of him: "Don't tell me, do you plan to install these in the workgroup?"

Li Zhicheng kept his eye on him, and his slender fingers continued to play with the instrument flexibly.

"You said that the suspects have been placed in the working group." His voice was flat.

This answer is even admitted.

Gu Yanzhi has always been a bold and generous host. Think about it, too. However, he thought that Li Zhicheng might not know much about the relevant legal system, so he directly said: "Yes. But I will arrange for this to be done by individuals, after all...not necessarily legal, you and I don't want to get involved."

This time Li Zhicheng acted a moment, raised his eyes, and his eyes shifted to him: "Do you think I am an ignorant legal blind?"

Gu Yanzhi thought about it, and answered seriously: "Not sure." He laughed when he was done.

Li Zhicheng lost a piece of paper to him.

Gu Yanzhi looked down, good guy, it turned out to be a plan. It is the single office building and the staff dormitory building that the working group will settle in. The location where the camera is installed has been marked by him. Most of them are conference rooms, office areas, corners of remote corridors, entrances and exits... there is really no area that violates the employees*, but they are very densely distributed. Basically, as long as the members of the working group leave their rest room, they will be under 360-degree monitoring.

"It is not legal blindness, not legal blindness at all." Gu Yanzhi exaggerated and pointed at the instrument in his hand. "What is this?"

Li Zhicheng put the instrument on the table and put his hands into his trouser pocket: "Signal detector." Seeing Gu Yanzhi still looking at him puzzledly, he added: "Within the scanning radius, once someone uses a mobile phone, radio, etc. to send a signal, Will be detected and the signal will be blocked within 0.08 seconds."

This time Gu Yanzhi understood. Because he has ordered that the members of the working group should hand in their mobile phones and use all designated phones. If there is a spy who secretly sends out messages in the past few days, he will be able to catch the turtle in an urn.

It’s just that high-tech means are good, but...

For a moment of silence, Gu Yanzhi nodded his head in particular: "Okay, very good. Since you came, our group's security work has risen to the level of spy warfare."

This was a bit of a joke, but Li Zhicheng was obviously unimpressed, still looking down at his baby.

Gu Yanzhi left by him. He still had a meeting, just about to walk out of the office, and heard Li Zhicheng's low voice as if talking to himself: "..."

At first he didn't hear clearly and walked out of the office a few steps before he realized it. The guy was saying, "Soldier, you can do everything you can."

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Lin Qian is also secretly observing whether there is a spy in the working group.

This is the first meeting of the working group. A dozen people were sitting in the large conference room, waiting for Gu Yanzhi, the famous leader, to come.

In addition to Lin Qian, they are all old fritters in the workplace. They chatted warmly with each other for a while. Lin Qian also introduced himself. It's just that she looks pretty normal to everyone: a female executive in her early thirties in the administrative department, a young technician in the technical department, and a middle-aged manager in the production management department...

Soon Gu Yanzhi came with his secretary, still the slightly arrogant BOSS. He was not too wordy, but he briefly emphasized the current severe situation, saying that he would personally grasp the whole process of the crisis management, and then he gave a lot of encouragement, saying that as long as the difficulties are overcome, everyone is a hero.

After listening, everyone showed a dignified and confident look-at least on the surface.

The last step is to assign tasks.

The head of the administrative department was the deputy team leader and announced the division of labor on his behalf. Some are responsible for media liaison, some are responsible for government public relations, and some are responsible for soft manuscripts...

Lin Qian is the last one. The assigned job is-chores.

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On the first night, the working group stayed up all night, including Gu Yanzhi. After intense discussions and revisions over and over again, at dawn, the initial crisis response plan was finalized.

Gu Yanzhi's power was out of the debate, insisting that Aida was the first to stand up and apologize, and recall all the defective products and bear the losses. Moreover, he envisaged more than Lin Qianyuan thought: absolute confidentiality in advance, unprecedented press conferences, and strongly worded public statements... It must be a blockbuster that shocked consumers and directly put competitors I was stunned and caught off guard.

Lin Qian respected Gu Yanzhi somewhat.

Under the guidance of this policy, everyone began to rotate with high intensity.

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At 11 o'clock the next day, Lin Qian worked overtime in the office alone.

No one was iron, and in the evening of that day, Gu Yanzhi finally enlarged his family and returned to the dormitory to rest, fighting again tomorrow. And Lin Qian stayed at the end because he had finished copying and binding the brochure for the press conference.

The winter night in the south is a cold soaked in bones. The office is large and open, and air conditioning is not so effective, so the security guard of this building has burned a charcoal fire early for everyone to heat up.

Speaking of security, that is Li Zhicheng's subordinate, Lin Qian's fellow, named Gao Lang. In the past few days, I have helped Lin Qian a lot, such as ordering meals, sending meals, changing water and moving materials.

Midnight quietly, Lin Qian sat at the charcoal brazier and roasted his hands. The darkness and darkness in the darkness outside the window were silent. Only the copier was printed, and a low, continuous operation sound was emitted. But it seems that NuoDa's office is colder and quieter.

After a while, someone came.

It was Gao Lang, carrying a heavy bag in his hand, pushing the door in with a cold breath, and approached her: "Why haven't you returned yet?"

Lin Qian smiled at him: "Almost."

He escaped the contents of the bag and handed it to Lin Qian: It was four sweet potatoes, all of which were small, but round.

"It's sweet from my hometown. Are you hungry? Eat it while roasting! It's fast by the fire."

Lin Qian was so surprised that she was really hungry and thanked her. Gao Langhan smiled, didn't dare to stop in this office, and turned away.

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When Li Zhicheng walked to the door of the office building, he smelled a strong scent.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Gao Lang squatting in the security room, eating roasted sweet potatoes.

Li Zhicheng opened the door and walked in. Gao Lang jumped up like a spring and stuffed the remaining sweet potatoes into his mouth: "Battlemaster...Oh no, manager!"

Li Zhicheng nodded, not much to say, sat down beside him, picked up a sweet potato from the charcoal ash and ate.

Kill one soon.

Li Zhicheng looked up at Gao Lang. Gao Lang didn't understand him and looked at him with wide eyes.

Li Zhicheng: "Is there any?"

Gao Lang smiled, "Hey," "Lin Qian sent the rest."

Li Zhicheng looked up at the second floor with lights on: "She didn't leave?"

"Well, I still work overtime. It's hard work. She's a young girl. Manager, don't you think that the boss of our company must be exploitative and stingy."

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Lin Qian waited for the printer to be boring, and took out a novel from his bag to read.

Seeing half of it, the smell of sweet roasted sweet potatoes in the air became more and more obvious.

Alright? She thought so, her eyes were still on the book, and she reached over with a hand. The round sweet potato started, and then I realized that it felt hot.

"Oh!" She threw away the sweet potatoes, her brow furrowed instantaneously, and she threw her hand desperately in the air.

Nima is so hot!

The sweet potatoes in the outer focus rolled and rolled to the feet of a person at the door. Then it was picked up by a pair of slender hands.

Lin Qian looked up at the coming person.

He is wearing a black jacket today. This color makes his face more distinct, and his fair complexion is cold (*). Like a slender bamboo, An quietly pestle there.

"Li Zhicheng? What are you doing?"

Li Zhicheng glanced at her, her eyes stopped on her red-hot fingers, and then walked aside expressionlessly, putting the sweet potatoes on the table.

"Get documents for President Gu." He answered.

In fact, he thought of reading several documents by himself, and asked Gu Yanzhi, saying that the office should be empty at this moment, so he took the key and came by himself.

Lin Qiang glanced at the badge hanging on his neck, it was indeed allowed to enter and leave this building exclusively. So he nodded, and just asked him about the contents of the document. Suddenly it came back, and he was still anxious!

"No, I have to rush underwater." She stood up.

At this time, it was close to early morning, and there was a faint wind blowing, and the distant woods were rumbling. Most of the buildings in the park were turned off, and there was a dark black. The corridor is dark and dark.

Lin Qian was originally going to go out, and just glanced at it, and he was a bit chilly.

She turned to look at Li Zhicheng.

He stood still and quiet.

"You go with me." Lin Qiang said easily.

He looked at her quietly.

Lin Qian’s reason is of course very good: “Although President Gu sent you to pick up the documents, there are a lot of confidential information here. I can’t let you stay here alone. Follow me.”

Li Zhicheng glanced at her, turned around, and walked out of the office first. Lin Qian immediately followed.

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At the end of the corridor is a row of wash basins.

The light above the head has been turned on by Li Zhicheng, warm and yellow, shining on the smooth pool surface. And he put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood beside her.

Lin Qian was very satisfied, reached out and unscrewed the faucet, the water jet spouted down, and she extended that finger.

"Hi--"

Good ice.

There is no heating in the south, and the water temperature in the water pipes in winter is just like ice. Lin Qiang just rushed for a while, and then he felt unbearable. When he shrunk his hand back, he had to turn off the faucet: "It's cold, OK, go back and wipe the toothpaste."

"Continue to rush." ​​A deep and powerful voice sounded decisively in her ear, "At least five minutes."

Lin Qian stunned, glancing at him sideways.

Still expressionless, handsome as a sculpture under the lamp. Perhaps because of the commanded tone when speaking this sentence, it seems that his eyebrows also add a bit of fierceness.

Really...

Lin Qian didn't say anything, looked down at the watch, and really put his fingers back under the cold water column, clenching his teeth.

And Li Zhicheng's gaze moved quietly from her frown to that finger. The water was clear and flashing, the girl's fingers were very white and slender, but the scalded part was as red as paint.

Li Zhicheng glanced away, then turned his eyes away and cast his eyes on the vast park.

five minutes later.

Lin Qiang looked at the watch from time to time. When the time was up, he immediately reached out and turned off the faucet, no more than a second, no less than a second.

She looked down at her fingers and raised it to show him a very sweet smile on her face: "Thank you! It really works."

He glanced at her and nodded indifferently.

Lin Qian said, "Look, it's completely frozen, and I don't feel pain anymore." After that, he smiled sweetly, and didn't wait for him to respond. He turned to the office.

Li Zhicheng stood on the spot, watching her walking, and secretly flexing the finger. After a moment of silence, his cold face finally showed a smile, and he walked into the house without hurrying.

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Back in the office, Lin Qian was cautious and called Gu Yanzhi at midnight: "Gu, Gu, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm in the office. Manager Li Zhicheng just came over and wanted to take some documents to confirm with you."

Gu Yanzhi's voice at the other end didn't sound sleepy, but it just brought Lin Qian with some inexplicable smile: "Li Zhicheng... Manager? Well, I arranged it for him."

Lin Qian sorted out several documents and handed them to Li Zhicheng who was standing aside. He also said: "The brochure is still printed. Wait a few minutes. I will give you a copy after all the inventory. Let me sit down for a while."

Li Zhicheng said nothing, and sat down opposite her.

The house was empty and quiet. The two of them sat face to face for a while, and Lin Qian said: "Let's eat sweet potatoes."

Li Zhicheng glanced at her, her eyes quiet and deep. Lin Qian thought he didn't want to eat, just to say that I ate it myself, and listened to his low voice: "Well."

Lin Qian was injured with only one finger, and peeling a sweet potato with both hands was fine. After carefully peeling the sweet potato skin, looking up, Li Zhicheng had already eaten it.

The two were relatively sitting in front of the charcoal brazier. He was still a man with a big appearance. Only the big hand with clear joints held a sweet potato. As he chewed, the tiger's claws moved with his ears. Sven.

Lin Qian's heart moved. In the end, the intersection is very shallow. Although curious, it is not easy to ask why he left the army and came to the enterprise. It just seemed to ask casually: "Adapt to the new job?"

He made a quick movement and his voice was not alarmed: "It's okay."

Lin Qiang nodded and stopped asking.

Soon after eating one, Lin Qian was also full. Seeing that he stopped eating, he said, "I don't eat, I'm full. If you can eat the rest, you can solve it."

So he silently and quickly solved the remaining two.

Lin Qian finished finishing all the materials, yawned, and gave him a brochure: "Okay, it's all done."

He held a thick stack of information in one hand, and Shen Jing stood still, eyes staring at her indifferently.

Lin Qian blinked: "Is there anything else?"

"I have scald ointment." Clear and slightly indifferent voice.