For the next period of time, Lin Dongyu concentrated on work.

The research work on the new project has made progress, and Yao Qi's desire to follow her is still strong. Lin Dongyu applied for a transfer to the headquarters.

On the first day after arriving at the factory, Yao Qi complained crazily to Lin Dongyu.

"Mr. Lin, you don't even know that Deng Wenkun is like a mad dog, biting anyone he catches!"

"He was the one yelling and cursing in the entire brand center. Even the bastards and trash are considered minor. Oh my, those words were so vulgar, I couldn't even say them out!"

Seeing how vividly she described it, Lin Dongyu couldn't help but be happy and said, "Is it so exaggerated? When I was there, he seemed fine."

"What? That's all just pretending!"

Yao Qi said disgustedly: "Now that he thinks he is the boss, he doesn't even bother to pretend anymore. He spends all his time teaching this and yelling at others, as if he is the most capable person."

Starting in October is the busiest time of the year. It was only when Lin Dongyu was away that Deng Wenkun felt the pressure.

Lin Dongyu waved his hand and said: "Let's not talk about him. Have you done a good job of summarizing the survey data? Do you have any ideas?"

When at the group headquarters, Yao Qi was mainly responsible for public relations and public opinion.

But like Lin Dongyu, the current perfume project has not yet reached this stage, and Lin Dongyu plans to train her as his assistant.

Yao Qi nodded and said: "Among the thousands of quantitative reports, there is a conclusion worth noting: women are willing to spend a small amount of money to make their living environment more comfortable. Just like buying flowers, it makes them happy."

Lin Dongyu said: "Yes, this is a common feature of the peaceful and prosperous times. In ancient times, people used sachets and spices, and modern times are no exception."

"Since we are not competitive in the perfume market, let's change our track. Home fragrance, fireless aromatherapy, solid balm... are just emerging."

Yao Qi's eyes lit up and she said, "I understand! Mr. Lin, you are so awesome!"

Lin Dongyu smiled and said: "Our Shu's is a century-old brand that can incorporate traditional culture. According to this idea, you host a meeting and conduct more detailed qualitative research. I want to see your plan."

"Yes!"

Yao Qi gave a playful salute and said: "I promise to complete the task!"

I still feel comfortable working under Mr. Lin.

She gives direction to ideas and can learn things. She just needs to implement them carefully and everything will be fine.

Yao Qi hummed a song and left.

Watching her leave, Lin Dongyu continued to look through the large pile of quantitative reports handed over.

The direction she summarized seemed easy, but it was actually based on a lot of previous work and thinking.

A single quantitative report is of little reference significance, but occasionally you will get surprises.

The phone rang, it was Shu Yan.

"Mr. Lin," she teased, "my dear busy man, Mr. Lin, do you have time to meet with me, my little sister?"

Lin Dongyu was amused by her: "My Miss Shu, please stop teasing me."

"You promised me you would owe me a meal. How long has it been and you still haven't honored it?"

Lin Dongyu held his forehead with a headache and said: "Eating is such a simple matter, I can come to you now. But you have to drag Mo Chen, there is really nothing I can do."

"How could it be? Don't you live together? We've been looking down at each other all day long. Don't tell me that you can't make a date."

Shu Yan had an uncontrollable curiosity about this man who came to the rescue of her best friend at a critical moment.

Lin Dongyu turned the pen in his hand, feeling a little helpless and said, "I really haven't seen anyone during this time."

Ever since she finished making the cake and accompanied Shu Yan back from the charity reception, Mo Chen never came back.

No messages, no calls.

It's like he never existed.

If she hadn't been carpooling with Mo Lexi every day, Lin Dongyu would have even wondered if the experience of going to Nanjiang City School with Mo Chen was a figment of his own imagination.

At that time, they obviously got along normally.

Now, it seems that they have returned to the time when the two first signed the agreement, and they were as indifferent to each other as strangers.

However, Lin Dongyu didn't take it to heart.

After all, the two are not a real couple, and Mo Chen also said that he doesn't live at home often this month.

It wasn't until Shu Yan asked about it that she was shocked to realize that the two people had unknowingly lost contact.

"Call?" Shu Yan said, "You don't have his mobile phone number?"

"Yes, there is, but..."

Lin Dongyu hesitated for a while and said, "I'm not anyone else, so I called him out of nowhere. Isn't it strange?"

Shu Yan thought for a while, then made an excuse for her, and said: "You just said you wanted to buy a rowing machine for your home, and asked him if it would be okay? I remember you told me last year that you wanted to buy a rowing machine, but Ya The Song Garden is too small to fit in.”

After ending the call, Lin Dongyu opened the address book, slid his finger over Mo Chen's name, paused for several seconds, and finally dialed out.

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