The lightness of the world of mortals

The grapes are overripe and the frost has come.

The sycamore tree on the street corner has fallen half-dead leaves. My aunt asked for leave today, and Chen Xilin prepared breakfast for himself: a cup of Americano coffee.

It was cool on the terrace, she wrapped her coat and looked down at Wang Qi's mail.With an annual salary of [-], Wang Qi could have continued to do things according to the model of his predecessors. Whether it was Chen Xilin or the directors, the sky was high and the emperor was far away. After the "Zhenqi Island" was officially launched, the whole city, no, half the world was talking about it. Chen Xilin was under a lot of pressure, the board of directors was under a lot of pressure, and Wang Qi was even more under pressure because he was the one who implemented the project. people.

How complicated is it to build a refugee city?He hired a company specializing in urban construction as a consultant. The q fund's manpower is not enough to carry out this project, so the intervention and assistance of professional consultants is necessary.Bidding, integration, supervision... This is just one of the hands, and the other hand of Wang Qi is to focus on fundraising.

From Dongsuo to the United Kingdom and then to the United States, suppliers are eager to make money and participate in this historically significant project.But when it was the turn of fundraising, the situation was not as optimistic as Wang Qi expected.The appropriation procedure of the United Nations is lengthy and complicated, conservatively estimated that it will take half a year to decide. Although the businessmen are excited, most of them are holding a wait-and-see attitude. Is it more beneficial or more disadvantageous?

Wang Qi's donation application was carefully written, sincere and convincing.

This application has been sent to tens of thousands of companies and groups, including the directors of the q fund who are supposed to contribute, there are companies and institutions large and small in the market, and some companies that Wang Qi has dealt with , such as fates.

At this moment, Chen Xilin was browsing Wang Qi's weekly report, which included a list of companies that had sent out donation applications so far, fates... She was just picking up her coffee, and it just froze in the air.

No matter what time Damai is, she dialed Wang Qi.

"Mr. Wang, has the donation application been submitted to fates?"

"That's right, I voted on Monday, and both the mail and the written application were sent." Wang Qi was eager to express his efficiency.

Chen Xilin leaned back in his chair, it was too late.

"What's the matter, Mr. Chen?"

"Hmm... Who did you vote for?"

"Mr. Ming, sent her an email. The application was sent to the headquarters of fates in C City, and also to Mr. Ming. I know she is not responsible for the distribution of donations, but we have a relationship with her, so please forward it to her."

Chen Xilin paused, "Understood, thank you, please let me know if you have any news."

At midnight in Amsterdam, Ming Yu suddenly made a decision and sat up from the bed. The fundraising application for the q fund was received two days ago, and she has been thinking about it all the time in the past two days, and she has been unable to make a decision.At this moment, she suddenly realized that this was just a business matter, so she followed the procedure and forwarded the application to fates' marketing department in charge of the charity budget, and it was over.

Let the headquarters decide whether to give or not, and it has nothing to do with you.

As soon as the email was transferred, the phone vibrated suddenly, and I checked that it was a text message from Huang Da: Did Ah Ming sleep?I'm at the Red House on Van Nord Street, would you like a drink?

Ming Yu thought, what the hell, he ran to Amsterdam in the middle of the night and asked himself out for a drink.She turned her phone to silent and threw it aside.

"Mr. Chen," Wang Qi saw that Chen Xilin was going to close the line, and stopped her again, "If the funds continue to fail...would you consider getting a loan first?"

Chen Xilin looked at the street corner, and the sanitation workers began to clean the fallen leaves of the parasol trees.

"When will the funds need to be in place at the latest?"

"It doesn't have to be done in one step. We have to confirm whether some projects can be integrated and merged. For example, some builders can introduce medical insurance projects at the same time. In this way, we can..."

"Builders introduce Medicare? Which?"

"Oh, WM in Hong Kong, the general manager is the Mr. Huang Dakai we met before, does Mr. Chen still have any impression?"

wm...Huang Dakai...why don't you have any impression?Ming Yue brought it here at the yacht party...how could it be Ming Yue again...

"Why? Decided to use wm?"

"No, Mr. Chen, the decision-making power rests with the board of directors of the Q Fund. I just collect quotations and materials. But Mr. Huang really wants to cooperate with us."

"Hmm..." Chen Xilin thought for a while, "Let me take a look at the current sponsor situation first, and then discuss with you later."

"Okay, Mr. Chen, no problem."

Putting down the phone, Chen Xilin opened the attachment of Wang Qi's email again, not to mention the voluntary donations of the directors of the Q Fund, which is also their job, but no one came forward to play the numbers big, as for the title sponsorship...

On the board of directors of the white whale that day, before Chen Xilin voted, the votes of the two sides were even.

She lowered her eyes, keeping a low profile, and raised her eyes again, she voted "No".

More than a month has passed, and only a handful of donations have been won.Chen Xilin looked down the list and saw that Huantai Bank was good. They didn't take out any cash and only offered interest-free loans.In fact, although there is no real money listed, Chen Xilin knows that it is not a small amount of interest. If you want to start work, under the condition that the donation is not in place, this is the only way to go.

In the morning of late autumn in Amsterdam, the air is bitter.

While wearing a scarf, Ming Yue sent a message back to Huang Dakai: Hello Akai, I'm sorry I fell asleep last night, where are you?

Over there in seconds: It's downstairs in your apartment, let's take you to work.

Mingyu's mind was full of question marks, remembering the last time he came over, the two of them had dinner together, and after the meal, Huang Dakai sent her back, so he probably memorized the address.

She went to the kitchen, opened the curtains and looked at the bottom of the building, and sure enough there was a white coupe with flashing lights, probably rented by Huang Da.

Instinctively want to refuse, but he can't seem to find a suitable reason, it's just that he is pestering himself like this, and it is inevitable that he is asking for something again.Thinking of the "unequal" contract I signed with Huang Dakai a year ago, wm really didn't make much money in fates this year, the business war is the information war, and it was Ming Yu who caught him and won it with the Netherlands. One year has passed, could it be that Huang Dakai wants to ask himself to change the contract?He has been in the mall for so many years, how can he be willing to not earn fates money for five years?The pace of modern society is so fast, who knows where he will be in five years?Profit is a thing that can be earned for a year is a year, and a season can be earned for a season. There is no other way to sign the contract last year. It is an expedient measure. Now that a year has passed, the relationship has almost been repaired. It's time to think long term.

What should come will always come.Ming Yue closed the curtains, and replied: I'm going to go down if I trouble you so much.

The little streets by the canal were wet with birch leaves.Huang Da opened the car door and waited for her respectfully. He opened his mouth flatteringly: "Oh, it's a great honor to pick you up from Ah Ming's downstairs for the morning shift."

Ming Yue smiled, "It's my honor to be served by such a gentleman."

After getting into the car, I realized that Huang Dakai had even prepared breakfast, including ham and croissant buns, egg muffins, coffee...

"How is it? Didn't you have breakfast?" Huang Dakai sat in and asked with a smile.

"Ah... I ate something..." Ming Yu did not eat.

"You girls, breakfast is too sloppy. You must treat your stomach well before going to work."

Ming Yu frowned slightly, Huang Dakai was like a mother-in-law today.

"Take it to the office to eat, mind if I sit down?"

"Is there anything you need to ask me?" Ming Yu didn't want to go around in circles with him anymore.

"Let's talk and see how you are doing recently, can you?"

Huang Dakai moved the car out, and it creaked on the stone road, Ming Yu let him go, and she was also curious about what Huang Dakai was looking for her this time.