Dousha Bao

Under the surprised gaze of the secretary outside the door, Liu Heng got on the elevator and returned to his office.

At this moment, his face was [-] times more serious than usual, and his thin and deep outline even showed a bit of chilling coldness. No one in the top office dared to speak, and lowered his head to his computer. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw The boss breathed a sigh of relief after entering the office.

Liu Heng pulled his tie and threw himself into the boss chair. He felt an unspeakable oppression in his chest, his heart was still beating irregularly and fast, and the blood that had just rushed into his brain began to flow back, but he felt extremely hot. Pick up the remote control of the air conditioner and lower the temperature a few degrees.

He was lying on the back of the mountain, trying to calm himself down, and when he closed his eyes, Wang Yincheng's handsome face and clear eyes suddenly flashed in his mind.He is very unaccustomed to this kind of emotion that is beyond his control. When he clearly needs to calm down, he can't help it. It's like a trapped animal living in his heart, which may break out of the cage at any time.

But at this time, there are still people who are not afraid of death to cut the inside line.

"Liu...Mr. Liu, who did you ask to come to your office just now?" The manager of the secretarial department was about to cry. He had been in this company for so long, and it was the first time he saw Liu Heng's face so ugly.

Liu Heng: "Wang Yincheng!" After speaking, he cut off the call directly.

The manager of the secretarial department wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he didn't dare to ask the little girl beside him to inform Wang Yincheng and the others, so he went there himself to offer Ye Anning and Shao Zhiwen good tea and snacks.

It doesn't matter to Shao Zhiwen, it's normal for a newcomer not to see the boss, but Ye Anning is proud, she even brought out the recording pen today, just waiting to see the demeanor of the rumored CEO of Zhonghuarong Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. .

Ye Anning was furious, and Wang Yincheng ignored her emotions. He followed the manager to the elevator with his briefcase and went straight to the top floor.

"Mr. Wang," the manager of the secretarial department changed his address directly, "Don't mind, although Mr. Liu is a little cold, we are very serious about our work. Since he agreed to do an exclusive interview with you, he will definitely cooperate with you."

Wang Yincheng nodded and said nothing. He thought carefully about Liu Heng's attitude just now, and he was really unpredictable. It stands to reason that since the meeting room was arranged by Liu Heng himself before, he suddenly notified him to change it to his own. In the office, I don't want other people to go in... This attitude is too elusive!

As a result, he went to the top floor, Wang Yincheng knocked on the door of Liu Heng's office and walked in while the people on the first floor were exploring.

As soon as Wang Yincheng entered Liu Heng's office, he found that the temperature of the air conditioner was extremely low. Liu Heng did not sit on his boss chair, but on the sofa in front of his desk.

Wang Yincheng closed the door and walked in, nodded at Liu Heng: "Mr. Liu."

Liu Heng was expressionless, and he didn't stand up. Instead, he sat very restrained, his hands were even placed on his knees stiffly, he looked sideways at him, and nodded.

Wang Yincheng observed Liu Heng's sitting posture calmly, and then sat on the sofa opposite Liu Heng.

Wang Yincheng had already written the questions he needed to ask today on a piece of A4 paper, he took out the paper from his briefcase and handed it to Liu Heng, saying: "Mr. Just tell me the problem." After a pause, "I didn't bring a recorder."

Liu Heng took the A4 paper, and when his eyes fell, he locked Wang Yincheng's knuckles uncontrollably.

Liu Heng tried his best to relax himself, and changed to a less twisted posture. He looked at the questions on the A4 paper, starting from the first one, and found that he was absent-minded when he saw the sixth one.

The temperature in the room was very low, but Liu Heng's senses were extremely sensitive and clear at that moment. He didn't look up at Wang Yincheng, but he seemed to feel that the man sitting opposite him took out his mobile phone and put it on the coffee table, and then took out his phone Get out a pen...

Liu Heng's back was stiff, and after dozens of seconds, he finally put down the paper in his hand, leaned on the sofa, and looked at Wang Yincheng with narrowed eyes, "Go to the next room."

"..." Wang Yincheng thought he heard it wrong at first, until Liu Heng stood up and pointed to a white door next to the bookcase in the office, "Go in!" Sit at your desk, put the paper on the desk, and pull out a pen.Looking up at Wang Yincheng, his eyes suddenly became sharp, self-controlled and cold.

Maybe he is not used to other people in the office when he is working... When Wang Yincheng entered the door, he realized that Liu Heng was probably a workaholic with strong egoism, and he didn't like other people entering his office. Why did the secretary manager call to confirm again just now, and didn't come in when he was brought up.

If it is from the perspective of work, Wang Yincheng feels that he has no reason to refuse.Everyone has their own unique style and idiosyncrasies, right?Wang Yincheng stood up with his mobile phone, pushed open the door and walked in.

It was a very small cubicle, with a small bed and a hanger for hanging clothes. It was so small that a person in it felt unable to turn around.

There was no other place to sit, and Wang Yincheng didn't intend to wrong himself for standing all the time, so he sat by the bed.

He had already prepared to wait here alone for at least two hours. He thought Liu Heng didn't allow recording, so he might write down the questions he could answer.That man's attitude was strange and indifferent, and he really didn't seem like a person who would play cards according to common sense.

However, not long after he sat down, the mobile phone in hand rang. Wang Yincheng picked it up and saw that it was Liu Heng.

Before Wang Yincheng answered the phone, Liu Heng's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "I've read all the questions, except for a few questions about stocks. Everything else is fine."

Wang Yincheng was surprised, "Are you doing an exclusive interview on the phone?"

Liu Heng's voice was still cold: "Is there a problem?"

"No, yes." Wang Yincheng switched himself to the working state. In fact, there is no problem at all without a recorder. He himself is a replica copy machine, and he almost never forgets it.But at this moment, he couldn't help thinking, if this is the case, why did he make an appointment to meet and do an interview in the first place?It's fine if we can't talk on the phone.

Liu Heng sat on the boss's chair and spoke according to the A4 paper at hand.

He originally thought that he would slowly start to lose his mind again, but later he found that he didn't. Wang Yincheng's problem was like an imperceptible guiding light, which gradually made Liu Heng no longer irritable and gradually became better, and finally suddenly realized.

Liu Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back on the chair. The questions Wang Yincheng asked were very in-depth, and many questions seemed simple and unrefined. What.Liu Heng is a workaholic. He has an almost paranoid attitude towards work. He pays more attention to work than others. Wang Yincheng's question obviously makes Liu Heng feel surprised and excited. state.

Wang Yincheng's voice on the other end of the phone was very shallow, and he only occasionally said a few words to guide Liu Heng to answer the key points of the question, and from time to time he said "um" with a hint of indifference.

Liu Heng suddenly got a little distracted halfway, he squinted his eyes and stared at the white door, wondering if the man inside the door is standing or sitting at the moment?The lounge in Liu Heng's was very narrow, and it felt crowded even standing up. If he wasn't standing, was he sitting or... lying down?

At that moment, Liu Heng's black eyes burst out with probing and deep light, and then he looked away calmly.

The interview through the phone and a door lasted for about an hour. Wang Yincheng had to admit that Liu Heng was very focused on his work. He said what he said and said what he said. , He will not go around in circles for questions that cannot be answered, and the efficiency of the interview is surprisingly high. Soon the general outline of an exclusive interview was formed in Wang Yincheng's mind.

After answering the last question, there was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. Wang Yincheng also paused for a while before he could get used to it, and then he heard Liu Heng whispering: "Is there anything else?"

Wang Yincheng exhaled, admiring the high efficiency in his heart, "No, thank you." After speaking, he hung up the phone, got up, opened the door and walked out.

The mobile phone in Liu Heng's hand was a little hot, he held it silently, raised his eyes and looked at Wang Yincheng calmly, and couldn't help but meet the man's eyes again.

Wang Yincheng simply packed up his things and left. Before leaving, he walked to the opposite side of the desk and looked at Liu Heng with his right hand: "Have a nice cooperation, Mr. Liu."

Liu Heng was stunned for a moment, and calmly stretched out his hand to hold Wang Yincheng's hand, which was cold and skinny to the touch: "Happy cooperation." At this time, he had already forgotten the purpose of this interview.