Raiders of that cat

Ji Ling did what he said, and Pei Yang never appeared in front of An Xiuchen again.

After a long time, An Xiuchen's life returned to its previous calm. Mrs. Gu was very satisfied with Lin Hao's copywriting, and signed a contract with Shangpin Ruicheng readily.

Mr. Feng was very happy, and praised the creative department, and then proposed to An Xiuchen in the office that he wanted to promote him to be the vice president of Shangpin Ruicheng.

It was obviously good news, but An Xiuchen was not very happy: "Mr. Feng, I know you appreciate me, but this time I won the Gu family. It is not my credit. It is Lin Hao from the creative department. Gu's decided to sign a contract with our company, so I will not be rewarded for nothing, and I really dare not take the position of vice president."

"Isn't Lin Hao one of your employees?"

"Correct."

"I met that kid just now. He is a talent. If you can't bear him, at worst, after you become the vice president, I'll ask this kid to be your assistant. What do you think?"

An Xiuchen lowered his head and smiled: "Did Mr. Feng ask Lin Hao?"

"I think that kid is very loyal to you. You can tell him. I believe he will agree."

This is a rare promotion opportunity, whether it is for him or Lin Hao, besides, the position of vice president has been vacant for a long time, and the directors of all departments are working hard to improve their performance in order to get into the top position, An Xiu Chen is the most careless of all the top managers, but in the end, he didn't expect this pie to fall on his head.

"Okay, I'll talk to Lin Hao."

An Xiuchen turned around to leave, President Feng got up and stopped him, patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Whether Lin Hao agrees or not, you will be the vice president."

"Boss Feng..."

"No one else can get this opportunity even if they squeeze their heads. Xiu Chen, don't be humble anymore. I have always been optimistic about you."

To push back is to be ignorant of flattery, which An Xiuchen still understands: "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

There is no impenetrable wall in this world, and the news that An Xiuchen was going to be the vice president spread like wildfire.

He just returned to the creative department from the president's office. During this period, he met the directors of several departments. He pretended to say congratulations, but secretly he was so unwilling that he almost gritted his teeth.

An Xiuchen ignored them and took Lin Hao back to the office.

It's been a while since he came back from City Z, but the wound on Lin Hao's face is still red and swollen, a piece of gauze is pasted on his forehead, and he still looks submissive for fear of making mistakes.

Every time An Xiuchen saw his injury, he felt guilty and thought of Pei Yang.

"Mr. An, I heard that you are going to be the vice president. Congratulations."

Lin Hao smiled honestly, and the corners of his brows were all sincere, unlike the old fritters in those departments, who had different opinions.

"Hmm," An Xiuchen responded. He originally wanted to ask how his injury was recovering and whether he had gone to the hospital for a dressing change on time, but Lin Hao took the conversation away, so he had no choice but to go on and say, "I The former vice president, what about you?"

Lin Hao didn't understand at first, he adjusted his glasses, and suddenly smiled understandingly: "Boss Feng has already rewarded me, promoted me, and gave me... a car."

This reward is quite generous.

"But..." Lin Hao scratched his head in embarrassment: "I don't have a driver's license and I can't drive, so I want to sell this car and put it in the bank for money."

These days, the money deposited in the bank to increase the interest rate has not risen as fast as the price of goods.

"Haven't you ever thought about investing in some funds?"

"I don't quite understand. My mother said that depositing money in the bank is the most reliable way. If I marry a wife in the future, I might be able to pay a down payment by saving money."

Well, what a down-to-earth person.

An Xiuchen looked at him, as if he saw Gu Shaoqing four years ago. He also loves to save money, and has a habit of collecting various receipts. Put them all in the bank. At that time, An Xiuchen still laughed at him. If he lived so carefully and carefully, would he plan to marry a wife in the future or wait for someone else to marry him with a dowry?

At this time, Gu Shaoqing would put on a rare serious face: "You love to fight and offend people so much, I save money just in case, if you need something urgent, I can help you."

At that time, they were very poor, at least An Xiuchen's account didn't even reach four digits, but he felt at ease.

He knew that Gu Shaoqing was doing it for his own good, and he also knew that rather than worrying about fighting with others to pay for medical expenses, it was better to say that the money was used to help him pay off the gambling debts owed by An Ruyi.

He can no longer find anyone in this world who thinks of himself like Gu Shaoqing.

"Boss An..."

An Xiuchen came back to his senses, looked at Lin Hao, and paused: "I'm not asking about you, Mr. Feng's reward for you, I'm asking about your future plans."

"Plan?" Lin Hao swears in front of the party flag: "I will definitely work hard, work hard, and strive to become a person like you one day."

An Xiuchen's life is bad enough. Although he looks successful in his career and young and promising in front of outsiders, only he knows the suffering inside.

"Well, I'm the vice president, would you like to be my assistant?"

Lin Hao was a little unbelievable, thinking that he had heard it wrong. After asking for confirmation again, he nodded happily: "It is my honor to stay by Mr. An's side. I am willing, of course I am willing."

"But one thing, I must tell you in advance that as my assistant, you can no longer stay in the creative department, and the work content has also changed. For example, you can no longer accept projects. On weekdays, you can help me sort out materials and arrange meetings. some type of……"

An Xiuchen only spoke halfway, and he saw that Lin Hao's excited expression just now was gradually fading, and turned into embarrassment.

"But there is one advantage, your salary will be greatly improved."

"Mr. An, can I go back to the creative department to do copywriting work while being your assistant?"

Where in this world is there such a good thing that has the best of both worlds?

"No."

Lin Hao lowered his head, as if he had made up his mind: "I'm sorry, Mr. An, I'm afraid I can't be your assistant anymore. I like the creative department and my current job. I can't leave."

"Are you sure? Not everyone can have such a good opportunity."

Lin Hao gritted his teeth: "I'm sure, I believe Mr. An, you also want me to stay in the creative department, right?"

This kid is rarely smart.

An Xiuchen chuckled, got up and walked to Lin Hao: "Lin Hao, you have great potential. I believe that with your qualifications, if you work hard for another two years, the position of director of the creative department will be yours sooner or later."

Lin Hao was flattered: "Mr. An, you think highly of me."

"Don't belittle yourself, I'm waiting for that day."

Lin Hao was so moved that he almost shed tears, and he began to show his Japanese ninety-degree bow to An Xiuchen again, and kept saying thank you.

An Xiuchen supported him, and said with a smile, "Okay, don't be silly, go back to work quickly."

Lin Hao nodded, and just as he was about to leave, the office door knocked twice, Xiao Chen walked up to An Xiuchen nervously, and glanced at Lin Hao: "Mr. An, it's not good, someone ran to the creative department make trouble."

"Who is it? Have you notified the security guard?"

"Notified, but those two said..." Xiao Chen looked at Lin Hao: "They said they were looking for Lin Hao."

Lin Hao's face froze, and he ran out without even saying a word.

An Xiuchen realized that things were not that simple: "Xiao Chen, what's the relationship between those two people and Lin Hao?"

"It's Lin Hao's elder brother and sister-in-law, Mr. An. They smashed a lot of things and yelled that Lin Hao owed them a lot of money. Everyone in the company is watching. This affects..."

An Xiuchen frowned, and went downstairs to the creative department with Xiao Chen. As soon as he reached the corridor, he heard a lot of movement in the office.

Throwing things, swearing, one after another...

There are three floors of employees in the creative department, as well as security guards. Because of Lin Hao, no one is ashamed to throw them out like this.

Lin Hao's elder brother and sister-in-law were dressed in shabby clothes, worn and dirty clothes, as if they had just come out of the construction site, and sat on Lin Hao's desk in a stance. All the decorations fell to the ground, looking vicious like a debt collector in the underworld.

In fact, they really came to collect debts.

"Lin Hao, I heard that you are doing well in this company. Your boss just rewarded you with a car?"

Lin Hao stood in front of them, unable to lift his head.

"As for you, you don't know how to drive. Isn't this reward for you in vain? Why don't you give me the car keys. I happen to have something to do in another place, so I can save myself driving."

Lin Hao said nothing, but clenched his fists.

My brother didn't care about the matter, so my sister-in-law came on stage: "Lin Hao, your brother and I really have a cooperation to discuss recently, and you have seen us like this. We don't have much money. Why should they give us the cooperation? Just Borrow the car for one day, and the car will be returned to you after borrowing it for one day.”

Lin Hao's chest rose and fell, and he suddenly raised his head: "You said the same thing before, you said you borrowed your mother's house to get married, but what happened later? You sold the house without your mother's back the next day!"

Lin Hao's brother is also a shameless person. Lin Hao is a soft persimmon on weekdays.

Could it be that he really thought that this group of people could support him?

Said that since it was useless, his brother simply took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Lin Hao: "It's okay if you don't give the car, then you can give the money."

"What money?" Lin Hao looked down, and sure enough, it was another gambling debt.

This time the amount was even bigger, at [-].

Lin Hao saved less than 3 yuan by saving money.

"I have no money."

"No money?" Lin Hao's brother sneered, and slapped him on the head: "Your wings are stiff, your brother can't speak well, right? Don't forget, who paid for you?" The college you went to was not mom, but me, if it wasn’t for me, you would have gone to the construction site to move bricks, how can you still stand here and talk to me?”