Our Glamorous Time

morning.

The sunlight is as light as shattered gold, spreading on the spacious and clean marble floor below the Aida Building, reflecting the radiant luster. The surrounding flowerbeds were trimmed neatly, and the water-leaf petals hung with water droplets that had just been sprinkled, shimmering in the sun.

Downstairs, the manager of the administrative department brought a group of employee representatives, dressed in formal wear, holding flowers, standing at the door of the building, looking forward to it.

Upstairs, behind almost every window, across the blinds, people looked out from time to time.

Of course, the two young girls, who were still in charge of the general managerial office, couldn’t sit still and watched all morning. He also whispered that he was the second son of the group who had never appeared before the public.

Lin Qian was also somewhat moody when they talked about it, and she always looked out the window subconsciously.

Finally, the scheduled time arrived at ten o'clock in the morning.

Several black cars lined up with long dragons coming from the highway, headed by Gu Yanzhi's Cadillac, and Audi was the second behind. They kept driving into the group, and then parked neatly under the building.

This posture made the eyes of both girls straight. Lin Qian held his chin in his hand and looked at the movement below.

Soon, everyone in the car came down and was the manager of each department. Gu Yanzhi also got off the car from Cadillac, wearing a straight suit.

Then, a manager stepped forward and opened the rear seat door respectfully.

"He" also got off.

Pure black suit, white shirt, dark leather shoes. The young man had short dark hair and stood tall and prominent in the crowd.

Gu Yanzhi led the department managers, surrounded him, and walked to the door of the building. After a brief clamor, there was peace again-they had taken the elevator to the top floor.

——

Lin Qian still has a lot of work on hand today.

The press conference is over, but she also needs to pay close attention to the situation of her competitors.

Xinbaorui is worthy of being the leader of the industry, and the response speed is beyond expectation. It was announced early this morning that a press conference will be held in the evening. While Si Meiqi remains silent for a while, it is rumored that Chen Zheng will soon express his position...

The popularity of the "Ada Conference" has climbed to the top of the industry overnight. There are also negative voices accusing Ada of acting. But this is only a very small number, and it is not ruled out by competitors. In the mainstream media and on the Internet, there is a lot of praise.

Lin Qian estimated that this incident would make Ada's decadent sales performance a little bit better.

But there is really only one thing.

Once a successful crisis public relations, the business myth that makes the company completely turn over, will not appear.

"Sister Lin Qiang." The girl named Song Xianxian turned her head and looked at her from the seat. "I heard that the new boss is talking to the head of each department one by one."

Another girl named Yang Xiru also said, "Yes, Sister Lin Qian, I might ask you to go later."

Lin Qian's pen nibble on the paper and looked up at them with a smile: "Well, see the situation and wait for the leader's call at any time."

Song Xianxian and Yang Xiru both smiled and said yes.

In fact, from the day when Lin Qian joined the office, the two of them just seemed to mean that she was the head of the horse. Lin Qian looked at their slightly expectant eyes, but actually understood their mood. Newcomers in the workplace who have just graduated not long after, are at a loss for everything but seemingly incomprehensible, and very eager to be guided. She came here that way.

Since she was released from the working group, the two of them basically regarded her as a superior, reported everything to her, and shared the work with her. Lin Qian saw that they were attentive, a little bit soft, and a little bit useless. So I took them naturally and tried my best to take them first. Although she has only three years of work experience, the two young girls who have just graduated, she thinks she can hold back.

It's just that they are now provoking the topic of "new boss", which made Lin Qian, who was originally attentive to work, a little distracted.

This distraction, naturally thought of last night.

Alas, last night.

After receiving a call from Lin Mochen last night, Lin Qian was lying on Li Zhicheng's back, only to feel that there was only one voice between heaven and earth-her heartbeat: "Pun, Pun..."

"Let me down," she said.

The rumored BOSS stepped in. Let go, let her slowly slide off her back, and then straighten her waist.

She immediately took a wrong step to the side, keeping a proper and rude manner with him.

He glanced down at her under the dim street lamp. The neat black coat is more slender than his wide shoulders and narrow waist. And that Jun's face was cold, and his black eyes were quiet.

Lin Qian didn't know what to say for a while.

He spoke, still a cold voice.

"Why..." he said quickly, "No need to memorize?"

Lin Qian buzzed softly in his head.

He asked why, he actually asked why he was not allowed to carry it.

Nima, he is so used to being a soldier to see what is right, so I don’t understand why she, the common people, refused? Or has he just heard the phone call, and as a BOSS, he is testing how much she knows?

Looking at the black eyes, Lin Qian felt that he could not see through him.

"Because I suddenly remembered that there was something else, and the wound didn't hurt too much, so I won't trouble you." Lin Qiang made an excuse that was painless and itchy, and showed him a completely flawless sweet smile, "Yes Don’t you go back to rest first?”

Hmmm...this wording is perfect, whether he is a security guard or a boss, it makes sense.

His eyes stared at her faintly.

"Well." He put his hands in his coat pocket. "See you tomorrow."

Lin Qiang smiled unchanged: "See you tomorrow."

He turned around and walked with long legs, still in the cold and quiet gesture and aura, walking towards the road. Lin Qian looked at his back with a smile on his face, and suddenly he was stunned.

He just said "See you tomorrow"?

Before, they would not meet every day. Was this sentence a smooth manner, or did he mean something else?

Lin Qian stood on the spot, his heart was messy again.

She felt that she must have been thinking too much, and was a little nervous by the fact that "silent and secluded soldier security" = "New Prince Edward". He must have no other meaning.

As a result, I received the news as soon as I went to work today. Not only her, but all employees in all departments received the news that the new president was coming, and he was ready to meet him quickly.

See you tomorrow, really see you tomorrow. BOSS was telling the truth, and greeted her frankly.

...

——

"The new president is so big." Song Xianxian still lamented the grand occasion just now.

Yang Xiru also said, "Yes, I feel good."

Lin Qian listened aside and thought to herself: Of course, it would be a big show, if she would arrange it on purpose. Now that the Group is crumbling, the more crisis moments, the more the leaders must be able to stand up and stand tall, in order to give employees confidence.

Thinking of this, his mind flashed involuntarily that night, Li Zhicheng sitting opposite her eating sweet potatoes, tall, cap, quiet expression, chewed chin clearly.

Obviously he wasn't a good person, and he was cold at best.

But now, no matter what kind of person he is, he has been taken to that highest position, making all Ada people look up.

She must also look up.

——

In the evening, after the head of each department was said to have been received, the phone on Lin Qian's desk finally rang.

Gu Yanzhi's secretary. Li Zhicheng has no secretary yet.

"Assistant Lin, President Li wants to see you."

Once again stepping onto the top-level executive office area, Lin Qian's heart jumped, and he was a little excited.

She still has some confidence in whether Li Zhicheng will appoint her as assistant to the president.

Tap the dark brown Tongmu door, a familiar and clear voice came from inside: "Come in."

Lin Qiang pushed the door in, and his face had a beautiful smile comparable to that of a TV anchorwoman.

However, a step in it was stunned.

The young man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the sunset outside the window fell on the horizon, posing a magnificent and soft background. With his hands in his suit trouser pockets, the whole person looked exceptionally straightened. And when he heard the footsteps and turned around, Lin Qian saw him clearly.

There is no longer a brim covering his eyes, and his black hair is short and neat. The pure black and well-made hand-made suits and white ironed shirts make his eyebrows darker and clearer. And when he looked at Lin Qian so coldly and condensingly, her heart began to thump.

This is an aura completely different from when he was wearing a military coat or assault suit.

Qing Rin, calm, it seems... There is still a bit of noble temperament in the room.

Lin Qian settled his mind and spoke with a big smile: "Hello, President Li."

This smile was the one she practiced in the mirror last night. Open, sincere, and with some joy from the heart, the meaning of joy is-it turns out that you are the new president, and I have a good relationship with you.

Of course, in fact, the embarrassment and embarrassment in her heart are far more than joy.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhicheng looked like she hadn't heard it, still looking at her with her dark eyes.

The room was silent, and they were far apart.

Lin Qian's heart suddenly went up and down.

"I misunderstood your identity before, and I was really disappointed." She said again with a smile and a beautiful voice, gentle and elegant, elegant and elegant.

This time, BOSS finally spoke, still a calm and clear voice.

But Lin Qian never thought that he would say slowly: "Lin Qian, you don't have to... pretend to be honest."

Lin Qian’s temple began to jump suddenly.

what did he say? "Pretend to be honest"? Could it be that the impression she gave him was not honest and slippery?

Let me go!

He was still so dark-eyed. Lin Qian couldn't see if he was just unhappy, or did he make a joke with her?

I still really told her sincerely: don't pretend to be honest, just like usual.

Despite the chaos in his heart, Lin Qian's face was still a calm smile, and he answered quickly: "Li, President, in fact, this is my true nature." As soon as he spoke, he was struck by himself...

Sure enough, a smile appeared in Li Zhicheng's eyes, but it seemed not.

He came over and sat down on the sofa. Put your hands on your knees, slender and distinct.

"sit."

Lin Qian sat down properly.

The two stood still for a while, and he looked up at her: "What is the focus of my work now?"

Lin Qian was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted to what he was asking.

She is very clear that although positions such as assistant to the president and secretary to the president, although there are job descriptions, how much value they can really play, and what position they get in the enterprise, it depends on the individual.

If you are impatient and have a low self-position, then you can be as low as a small class, and there is no unique value for leadership, and it will be easily replaced. If you have the patience to do those "low" things well, you can also have "high" flash points, and you have to "flash" from time to time at the points that the leaders pay attention to, then you will become indispensable . Others, from the vice president of the group to the ordinary employees, will look at you first.

So Li Zhicheng asked this question, could she be upset?

Slightly pondering, according to the already drafted abdomen, he said: "Li, President, I have thought about this problem. Once, Xinbaorui, Aida, and Sime Qi were all three-thirds of the world. Aida relied on high-quality product quality. Now Although we have encountered temporary difficulties, the foundation is still very good, and it is not that there is no chance of recovery. But in what way to recover, I do have my own opinion.

The market is always first come, first served, the better is getting better and the worse is getting worse. We can't catch up with Xinbaorui and Simeiqi slowly. At that time, the market share they had snatched from us was stubborn like an iron barrel, and we couldn't keep up.

So I think it is necessary to fight a turnaround quickly. This successful crisis public relations is a good time, and we have to find a suitable opportunity in the opportunity to rebound from the Jedi. "

After speaking this paragraph, she looked up and looked at the expression of sincerity. But he was still the same, Shen Rin and indifferent.

What are subordinates most afraid of? I am most afraid that I don’t understand words and look, and I can’t capture the thoughts of the leaders.

Lin Qian feels that she is undoubtedly the most tragic one, because her BOSS is a facial paralysis.

After thinking for a while, she decided to be cheeky in the end, to show loyalty, and at the same time to do what she wanted. So he said: "Li, if this is a battle, I am willing to be your adjutant, take the lead, and move forward."

Sure enough, the best method is always universal. The metaphor of militarization finally made BOSS respond.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at her eyes, and seemed to be sharper and sharper than before.

There was even a slight smile on his lips.

"Well. First come here today." He said, "I will consider your suggestion-Lieutenant Lin."

——

On this day, Chen Zheng returned home and was close to twelve in the evening.

Instead of going back to the bedroom, he walked to the study upstairs in the villa. Sure enough, he saw his father Chen Yanmin sitting alone, looking at the financial statements of the group.

Chen Yanmin was a hard worker and a worker when he was in his tens. He started from scratch and started to fight for the foundation of Si Meiqi. Although he is rich and expensive, his character is completely different from his son. In his fifties, he never loved beauty, luxury cars, or even anything.

He only loves money. It is his greatest pleasure to count the property accounts under his name every day. In addition to being generous to his son, others are tempted to take away a part of his private property from him. So he has another nickname in the industry called "Chen Tie Gong".

Chen Zheng sat down opposite his father, pulled off his tie, and threw it on the table, looking irritable.

Chen Yanmin looked up at him from behind the account book: "Have you dealt with it?"

What he meant was a carcinogen scandal. Chen Zheng nodded and scolded: "Aida really doesn't know what to do this time!"

Chen Yanmin: "What are you going to do?"

Chen Zheng laughed: "They made such a big momentum, they must want to take the opportunity to make a comeback. I'm waiting. I have given orders to the vice president in charge of marketing-Aida wants to break through in any product and any market. To regain market share, we will kill them completely at all costs."

Who knows, Chen Yanmin glanced at him and said lightly, "Son, you are in the wrong direction."

Chen Zheng was shocked.

Chen Yanmin smiled slightly and said, "It seems that you haven't figured out where the battlefield is with Aida. The man named Li Zhicheng, who dare to make such a noise this time, is obviously a person who dares to dare to do. Of course, it is also a Those who don’t know how to be high and thick."

Chen Zheng listened.

Chen Yanmin also said: "A person with such a personality will not be slowly robbing you in the terminal product market. He wants to eat one bite at a time. He is afraid that he will eat more than you expect. You cannot take it lightly. . And now, what is the opportunity in the industry that allows him to take a bite and turn over completely?"

Chen Zheng's face slowly changed: "You mean... Mingsheng Group's 40 million order?"

Chen Yanmin nodded.

Chen Zheng quietly smiled for a moment, and slowly smiled: "Now Aida's asset strength can't keep up with one-fifth of us. I'm really afraid that they won't come. As long as they come, it's very simple, strength determines everything-I put the most Good products are given to Mingsheng, and the price is reduced to the lowest level, so low that Aida can't bear it. Even if you lose money, you must take this project and don't let them ease this breath. When they die, they will be kicked out of the market. We will make more money."

Chen Yanmin was finally satisfied and nodded and said, "Very good."