Our Glamorous Time

To be a good “person around”, you must first understand the superior, preferably better than anyone else.

Lin Mochen has been immersed in the Shanghai for many years, knowing this truth more than Lin Qian. So when Lin Qian came home tonight, an email was already lying in her mailbox.

This is personal information about Li Zhicheng. There are only a few lines, and the experience is very simple.

Li Zhicheng, the second son of Aida Chairman Xu Yong, is also the youngest grandson of a certain military commander in the Southwest Military Region-Lin Qianran, no wonder that the second generation of Fu will join the army. I am afraid that the original business road will not be seen by others. Well.

In just a few years, experienced glory. During the university, there are "first prizes in military modeling competitions" and "leader awards for the Global Military Forum for University Students", not to mention a bunch of "personal third-class merits", "group second-class merits" and "Falcon" "Outstanding Contribution Award for Confrontational Action" and other honors.

In addition to this, there is some very scattered information, and I don't know where Lin Mochen got it.

For example, he used military salary to support many out-of-school children, but refused to meet the children. Seeing this, Lin Qian remembered that he had given her the berth on the train, but he even patiently uttered his words. How he hates communicating with people, embarrassing...

For example, he doesn’t have a girlfriend, and it seems that he has never had it—Lin Qiang secretly, all men of 25, the military life is indeed abstinent and monotonous...

On the way to work the next day, Lin Qian was still pondering this information: he is a single man, so it is great, she does not need to be like some assistant secretary, but also to help the boss to manage the messy private life. He doesn't have a secretary yet, which is something she has to consider, and she has to hire human resources to hire a smart and capable person. But it must not be too shrewd, lest others have ambitions to seize her value space...

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When Lin Qian arrived in the office, it was just dawning.

This is what she deliberately did. The assistant must of course arrive earlier than the boss. Li Zhicheng used to be a soldier. He must be used to getting up early. Who knows when he will arrive.

Yesterday, he talked to her at the forefoot, and the notice of the appointment of the Human Resources Department was delivered. Lin Qian immediately packed everything and moved to the top floor, in a small compartment outside the president's office. The two little girls Song Xianxian and Yang Xiru were reluctant and envious. However, according to the notice of human resources, her position is still placed in the general manager, so they still temporarily listen to her deployment arrangements.

Gently pushed open the door of the office, the light inside was dim, the room was cold, and no one was there.

Lin Qian turned on the light.

This is the office left by the former CEO. The decoration is exquisite, luxurious and elegant, and the lights are bright. But now the owner has changed, the tall black lacquered wood bookshelves are almost empty, and the silver and white geometric file cabinets on the side are also empty. The large room seems a little empty.

Several newspapers were scattered on the table, Lin Qian sorted out a little; put the boss chair behind the executive desk straight; then took out the good tea leaves from the tea cabinet, and then looked for tea cups.

Hey, what about teacups? When she came yesterday, she also saw a... oh, an oversized green military mug.

Humming song found a circle in the room, Lin Qian pushed open the small door leading to the terrace.

When he looked up, he was startled.

This terrace was built by the former CEO of the Prodigal Prostitute. On one side is a small green golf course, on the other side is a parasol and a few dark cane chairs.

Li Zhicheng was sitting on one of the wicker chairs, his suit was sturdy, but his tie was not tied and his shirt collar was slightly open. He holds the book in one hand and rests on the armrest with the other. The whole person seemed calm and with a hint of randomness that he did not normally have.

Hearing the movement, he put down the book and turned his head in a hurry.

Lin Lin saw this scene, the first thought was: I go! What time did he get up? So she must rise up in the future to keep up with the BOSS pace?

The second thought is to quickly check the surrounding environment.

Hmmm... The military extra large thermos cup really sits on a small coffee table, which has a bright color and rich tea aroma. It turns out that he likes to drink old Pu'er; the book in his hand... is actually "Sunzi Art of War"? It is very old, and it is still the commercial press version.

There were still some blank sheets of paper on his knees, and he wrote with a pen. Lin Qian’s eyes quickly swept, his handwriting was vigorous and strong, and his fortitude was hard, and he wrote a bunch of things: please enter the urn, borrow a knife to kill someone, slap the east and the west, stand on the gate, wait for work...

As soon as Lin Qiang raised his eyes, he met his clear and dark eyes.

Staring around, he slowly folded the book in his hand. The two pieces of white paper were inserted into the book, and then he stood up without expression.

Lin Qian observes words and looks, and then thinks of all the materials he read before, and instantly blesses the soul.

Could it be... that he was delving into the art of warfare that he was good at, and then tried to use it in commercial combat?

At this time he had come towards her, Lin Qian immediately smiled: "Li always early."

"Early." Calm and cold voice, he looked past her indifferently.

Lin Qian immediately turned around and followed the house.

For the behavior of his BOSS that seemed to hope in the art of war to save the enterprise, Lin Qian could only silently give him a wax in his heart.

You should know that when Lin Qian was involved in the world, with a learning mindset of being compatible and inclusive, taking its essence and discarding its dross, he also bought a large number of similar books on commercial warfare, such as "The Art of War of 36 Strategies to Win the War" "Cheats"... The only last thing I learned was: Well, after reading a bunch of ancient war stories, it was fun. As for the so-called long story about applying military methods to commercial warfare-sorry, she doesn't think that after reading a few military art books, she can become a master of commercial warfare. There are thousands of mountains and rivers between them, and they are not going to go to the shopping malls to kill them.

However, as a subordinate who just took office, Lin Qian would not directly point out that the leader is doing useless work, and come to Japan to take the lead.

Now, she should be concerned about the issues she should be concerned about.

Seeing Li Zhicheng sitting down behind the desk, Lin Qiang smiled and asked, "Have you eaten breakfast? The restaurant downstairs is already open, and the millet porridge and beef buns are good. I haven't eaten it, either, Buy it?"

This remark is appropriate. "She didn't eat, she bought it together", which would not appear too deliberate and attentive, but also took care of the needs of the leadership. Moreover, he seems to be a foodie...

Who knows, Li Zhicheng glanced at her lightly: "No need."

Then quiet for a second, suddenly stood up and walked out of the office with long legs.

Lin Qian did not care too much and continued to tidy up the office.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Qian had been sitting in his cubicle, finishing the book file box, and finally placed a small potted flower she had placed on the corner of the table and clapped her hands with satisfaction.

At this time, there is still an hour before work, and the top office area is naturally empty. Lin Qiang just remembered to go downstairs to eat early, when he heard low and steady footsteps in the corridor.

This footstep...

Lin Qian looked up, and after a while, he saw Li Zhicheng walked back again. Tall and straight figure, indifferent white face, one hand was inserted in the trousers pocket of the suit, the other hand was carrying a small plastic bag, and there was a faint smell of steam in the steam.

Lin Qian couldn't help but smile.

So... although BOSS didn't want her to buy it, she ran and bought it.

At this time he had turned into the glass door, Lin Qian maintained a polite smile, waiting for him to enter the back room. Who would have known that he turned his body sideways, placed the plastic bag on his hand flat and steady on her table, and then turned to go in.

Lin Qian: "Li, this..."

"I have eaten." He answered lightly.

Lin Qian was really surprised this time, so this is...

"Lin Qian." He looked at her with a cold look, "I don't need a woman to run errands for me. Even my adjutant."

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nine in the morning.

Lin Qiang, who had a full meal, was in a very good mood, and he was sorting out the materials that the departments had just submitted and needed a sincere review.

The office door was closed, and Gu Yanzhi was inside. The two talked for about half an hour, he came out, glanced at Lin Qian with a smile, and called her to his office.

Gu Yanzhi’s intention was straightforward, and he said with a smile: "Lin Qian, otherwise, I won’t say much. President Li is the first to preside over the affairs of the company. It stands to reason that there should be a more experienced assistant. But we are willing to be willing Try you. Work hard and use your little cleverness to the point-the point he needs."

In the end, he was an old fox in the mall, and he said that his words were both good and bad. Lin Qian listened slightly confused, but immediately calmed down and replied with a smile: "Good President Gu, I think so too."

Gu Yanyi was stunned, but instead smiled, waved her hands away.