Our Glamorous Time

Chen Zheng, the crown prince and general manager of Simeiqi Company, has been inexplicably anxious in recent days.

At this moment, his right eyelid was jumping all the time, and he didn't know why.

He didn't believe in feng shui, but he believed in his intuition. It was at the beginning of the Chinese lantern, the lights were bright outside the window, it looked calm and warm, and it was decorated with the illusion of peace. He leaned back in the boss's chair, closed his eyes, and began to review the events of the past few days.

The "carcinogen" scandal is naturally the most terrible thing, but it will not be so serious. In this industry, no one is a fool. Obviously, the law is not to blame the public, and secondly, consumers themselves are very forgetful creatures. As long as they calm down and wait for the limelight to pass, they will naturally buy what they should buy, and their performance will return soon.

Negotiations with the well-known domestic Mingsheng Group were also conducted smoothly. Although there is a strong rival like Xinbao Rui, he is determined to win this big order. As for Ada? If you change before, Chen Zheng will definitely regard it as the biggest competitor. But now...hehehe.

What else did you miss?

After thinking for a while, he called an assistant.

"Call them and ask about the status of those two." He said thoughtfully.

The assistant knew what he meant, and "they" meant the spies buried in Xinbaorui and Aida.

Called the new Borui person, and quickly connected, saying that the situation is normal, the production of the new Borui production, the marketing of the marketing. Only the introduction of new products has been suspended to avoid the "carcinogen" scandal.

Chen Zheng is very satisfied. New Borui is the leader of the industry, and this time it poses well.

Called Aida again, this time shut down. Chen Zheng looked upset and sat up straight.

Play again after a while, or shut down.

The assistant hesitated: "Is there no electricity? I'll check it."

Chen Zheng looked dignified and waved his hand to let him out.

After leaning back in the boss chair for a while, he took out his phone and pulled a number from the address book.

Lin Qian.

After 28 years of life, Lin Qian was the first woman to send him out and smashed it back on his face.

I heard that she went to Aida and her position was promoted to assistant to CEO. Seen this way, this woman really did not take his former boss at all.

Chen Zheng grinned at the corner of his mouth, pressed the dial button, and sent the phone to his ear.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off..."

Chen Zheng dropped the phone on the table, called the assistant again, and commanded: "Aida is not right, there may be a big move recently. Gu Yanzhi, who is now in power, who knows what he will do. You check immediately."

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The night was dark and there was no starlight on the sky, but only a few sporadic lights in the park flashed quietly.

Li Zhicheng walked ahead, Lin Qian behind. At a distance of three or four steps, we walked towards the dormitory building hundreds of meters away.

The concrete pavement was smooth and gray, and Lin Qian's booties stepped on it, making a click. She looked up at his straight, quiet figure, and the cap covered her eyes again.

"I don't know when it will snow this year." Lin Qian said to herself.

I thought he wouldn't talk, but heard a cold and low voice coming: "Do you want to snow?"

Lin Qian looked up. He still put his hands in his trouser pockets, striding forward vigorously, just because he had spoken, and there was a lot of white gas beside his cheeks.

"Yeah." Lin Qiang answered with a smile, "I think it's cool to snow, I like it very much."

"It will snow tomorrow."

Lin Qian was stunned, he had walked to the door of the dormitory, opened the door and flashed in.

The weather forecast does not say that there will be snow.

Is this the kind of wild survival skills that people in the military have? Look at the sky to know that it is windy and raining.

It has to be said that this variety of soldiers is practical and easy to use no matter where it is placed.

——

The two entered the dormitory corridor.

The induction light turned on instantly, and there was such a tall guy beside Lin Qian, feeling that the corridor was quite narrow. Lin Qian’s room is the first one on the left. She rubbed her cold hands, pulled out the key and inserted it into the hole, suddenly startled.

Was she dazzled just now? How did the afterglow glance in the corner at the end of the corridor ahead, a shadow flashed quickly?

She immediately turned her head to look at Li Zhicheng, and found that his face had changed, and his eyes stared at the front.

She read right, it was really someone. So much of the middle of the night, it is said that everyone should work continuously for a day and night, and they should all rest in the room to make up for sleep.

Lin Qian took a light breath, and his voice was low: "You go to the gate to watch, I will go over and see. Don't act lightly."

Just walking forward, I felt two sharp eyes fall on myself.

Li Zhicheng was looking at her, her eyes bright and clear.

Lin Qian gave him a wink: What's wrong? go!

Before this wink was finished, I felt that my waist was being pushed.

"Quiet. Go back to the room." His simple and powerful voice came from his ear, and his dark and clear eyes were near him.

He did not listen to her at all, and in turn gave her instructions.

The door in front of her opened at the same time. She was staggering, and the person had been forced into the black house. Immediately after a click, the door closed behind her.

Lin Qing froze for a moment, and immediately turned around, lying on the cat's eye in the doorway, and looked away vigorously.

But Li Zhicheng is really worthy of the title of "Big Cat", he has no sound to walk, and he doesn't know which direction he is heading. Quietly in the corridor, there was no movement for a while.

Lin Qian kept monitoring this tight and uncomfortable posture for a while, and finally got tired and gave up.

She kicked off her boots, walked back to the bed, and fell.

After a few minutes, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Boom boom, boom boom." It's not light, it's even and rhythmic.

Lin Qian got up from the bed suspiciously again and lay on the cat's eyes again: peaked cap, black coat, long legs...

She immediately opened the door.

Li Zhicheng stood under the lamp with a plain look, and handed a tube of ointment to her smoothly.

As if nothing happened just now.

But Lin Qiang was still hanging in his heart, looking at no one on the left and right, simply lowering his voice: "Come in."

Li Zhicheng raised his eyebrows slightly, walked long legs and walked in two steps, watching her not speaking, a little bit watching the change.

Lin Qian closed the door gently: "How is it? What happened just now? What did you see in the past?"

Li Zhicheng was quiet for a moment, and answered, "No one."

Lin Qian is not convinced: "Really?"

He glanced at her and turned to open the door.

Lin Qian grabbed his arm: "I haven't finished yet! If you trace the matter tonight tomorrow, you have to testify to me. I have been with you all the time. There is nothing wrong with it."

He turned his head to look at her, his voice low and powerful: "People clear themselves."

Lin Qian "cut" aloud: "This is a word to deceive a good fool."

He stared at her without speaking, his eyes dark and dull.

He was a head taller than her, and at the moment the two stood very close, and he blocked almost all the light above her head. Lin Qian was a little uncomfortable staring at him with his dark black eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Is there anything else?" he asked without delay.

Lin Qian: "...nothing."

He immediately opened the door and left.

As soon as he left, Lin Qian actually felt relieved.

This big cat, with occasional seriousness, is quite infiltrating.

——

Early the next morning, it was calm. No one was held accountable, and no one mentioned that there was something strange last night.

Lin Qian did not mention it naturally.

However, he worked hard for several hours, but was hand-picked by Gu Yanzhi.

Despite being in a temporary office building, Gu Yanzhi's office is still elegantly decorated. The water-polished black boss table, there is a large screen next to partition inside and outside. And Gu Yanzhi was sitting behind the table, looking very good, quite a bit smug.

Lin Qian was also slightly infected by his posture. She also feels that she has a good grasp of this crisis public relations. So he smiled and said, "Gu, President Gu, what are you doing with me?"

He threw a manuscript to her: "Look at it and make comments."

It was his speech as the head of the group at the press conference tomorrow. This is the top priority of the entire crisis public relations process. Lin Qian took it cautiously, and just after reading a few lines, he praised it in his heart.

The speech was very concise and clear, and straightforward. The part of apology is very sincere and simple, and there is nothing that makes people feel that they are shirking false words.

Lin Qian finished it soon and looked up at him: "I think it was well written."

Gu Yanzhi stared at her with a smile: "Of course it is well written. Do I use poorly written manuscripts? I want constructive comments."

Lin Qian didn't hesitate and hesitated slightly, saying, "There are still two small places to optimize."

Gu Yanzhi was interested: "Say."

"One is to show weakness. For example, in the previous melamine incident, the public blamed dairy companies, but few people blamed the dairy farmer who was said to be the culprit. Because most people's psychology, including consumers, will unconsciously Sympathy for the weak will not be investigated.

We are the same. Now that Aida’s business difficulties are objective facts, let’s talk about this dilemma in the speech. Taking the initiative to show weakness will certainly arouse the sympathy of consumers. We will be more understanding than other families. "

Gu Yanzhi was undecided.

Lin Qian continued: "Second. I read the pollutant test report. The pollution value of our female bag is one of the lowest. Let’s make this data public." She gave a slight meal: "Once we made it public Data, consumers respond, and they will definitely ask others to make the data public. In this way, they will be under more pressure."

——

After Lin Qian left, Gu Yanzhi took the speech and walked to the screen, throwing it to Li Zhicheng on the sofa.

Despite Lin Qian’s two points, they coincided with some of the content discussed earlier. But Gu Yanzhi couldn't help squinting and sighed: "I said this woman is quite yin, and it's frankly frank. Talents. Such talents, Si Meiqi actually let go."

——

After "suggesting" in front of the boss, Lin Qian felt that his workload had increased significantly.

She not only printed and copied tea and water, but also began to let her participate in the writing of some important documents and liaise with the outside world.

As the time progressed by one minute and one second, the preparation work was completed little by little, and the atmosphere of the working group became more and more tense. Lin Qian felt busy and dim, but in fact only three days had passed since the closed office.

During this period, she occasionally saw Li Zhicheng or a single shadow, or accompanied by other security guards, passing by in front of the building. Someone nearby also saw it and asked her: "Who is that person? Never seen."

Lin Qian: "That should be the new security manager. Don't you know? Veterans, they are very responsible, but they don't talk much."

On the morning of the fourth day, after experiencing a night of heavy snow as Li Zhicheng said, he finally ushered in a press conference.

——

The venue of the conference is set at the Beihai Shengting Hotel in the city center.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the media has not yet entered. The conference hall has been neatly arranged, with lights, flowers, video and audio, and it is waiting for it.

Lin Qian’s task today is to coordinate with the supervisor of the administrative department on site. She wore a well-formed black suit, stepped on mid-heel shoes, and wore light makeup, and shuttled through the venue all morning.

Others are equally busy. It is said that even Gu Yanzhi shut himself in the hotel room and practiced the speech of the press conference for a while.

Lin Qian checked the on-site facilities again, and the basic feeling was almost the same. Then he walked to the door to sign in. Here is what she focuses on today.

As soon as he left the hall door, he unexpectedly saw Li Zhicheng across the corridor.

Not only did she notice him, but the staff who came and went also looked at many people.

He is a little different today.

Without the iconic peaked cap, short, soft black hair was exposed, and the entire face was more clearly exposed. Big and deep eyes, full cheekbones, light lips, slightly white skin.

I didn't wear a sporty jacket, but wore a long black coat, which seemed to be wearing a white shirt.

He put his hands in his coat pocket and stood under the light. The whole person looks a little sparkling.

And his gaze glanced at Lin Qian, stopped briefly, and moved away with no expression.

Lin Qian smiled. The security guards are wearing black suits today, so he takes it for granted.

Just walked over to talk to him, but the phone rang.

Because it was already the day of the press conference, it was too late for competitors to make any response, and confidentiality was no longer necessary, so everyone’s mobile phone has just been returned.

Lin Qiang glanced at the number, and then took it for a moment.

It was a very unexpected call-it was her direct supervisor and marketing manager when she was working at Si Meiqi.

"Manager Su, hello." Lin Qianwei smiled first.

Manager Su is a 30-year-old woman with long sleeves and good dancing. The language is gentle and strong: "Lin Qian, how are you doing recently? Since you left, I haven't been in touch for a long time. I feel sorry for myself."

Lin Qian can guess who gave her the call.

It's impossible for Aida's big move today to hide its competitors. Chen Zheng must not be allowed to eat what Aida wants to do, and send someone to explore the tone.

Speaking of Chen Zheng, Lin Qian had a very good impression of him at first. The young crown prince was determined and decisive. Everyone praises his young talent.

But she didn't know where she got into Prince Edward's eyes, maybe it was fresh? He began to pursue the airtight, as if he had completely forgotten that he already had a married couple, and the daughter of a certain group director as a fiancee.

"Follow me for three years, you can get most of the things you want." He said that at the time, Lin Qinglei was very tender.

Sure enough, after talking a few words, Manager Su turned around and asked: "Oh, I heard that Ada is going to hold a press conference today, about the pollution incident? How does Ada plan to express its position? We also have a preparation ."

Lin Qian paused.

A few meters ahead, some reporters have begun to enter. Beside the wall, she was full of brochures about the incident that she was responsible for printing.

Lin Qing cleared his throat and replied: "I don't know. I haven't been in Aida for a while..." The voice didn't fall, and I heard a ring at that end, and the phone seemed to have been taken.

Then Chen Zheng's voice came, seemingly smiling: "You don't know? Are you not a member of that working group? Gee, just a few days away, loyal to Aida."