he killed himself

In mid-March, Nanjing is getting warmer and warmer. During this period of time, most of the work is on track. In addition to the arrangement of spring recruitment, there are some individual trainings for enterprises. The projects led by Feng Zhen are now followed by Chen Guo and Dai Zhexuan. He only needs to promote and pay attention The progress, the whole person is actually relatively leisurely, so I discussed with Lin Tang and found a big shot in the Internet to give some operational training to the company's functional staff.

At this time, Chu Yuan made the best use of everything, and arranged for Feng Zhen to discuss the needs, and even listed two rows on the demand list.

"Teacher, you know that I don't really want to have too much contact with Zhou Chen right now."

"Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles." Professor Chu had a good reason, and added, "There are only a few top players in the industry. Could it be that you just want to recruit a pheasant company?"

Feng Zhen resigned to his fate and contacted Zhou Chen's special assistant, and it happened that Zhou Chen was there, so it was convenient for Zhou Chen to talk.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Chen directly sent Zhang Xiang, the marketing director of Bosheng, over thirty. Although Brother Xiang is over [-] years old, he does exercise. Is to find a reason to take a photo.

Lin Tang was the host, his eyes were bent, his eyes were full of ambiguity, "The treatment of my mother's family is different."

Feng Zhen just smiled, "Aren't you and your man getting married, why don't you support him more?"

"They gave us all the orders from their Nanjing headquarters."

"Your relationship is pretty good now." Feng Zhen is happy for her. Any relationship that has gone through so much wind and rain deserves to be blessed in the end. "If you have a chance to have a meal together, it can be regarded as a meeting with your natal family."

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. He will pick up Xiao An from school tonight, and we just happen to be together."

There was applause from the audience, Brother Xiangzi’s sharing came to an end, and the next one was the leader of competitive product analysis. Lin Tang was escorted by Feng Zhen to the steps, went up to the stage, and glanced at the man below, full of smiles , I realized that I was being diverted, this cunning guy.

Brother Xiangzi is engaged in marketing and public relations, and familiarity is a typical attribute. He chatted with Feng Zhen from the beginning, and even brought refreshments during the tea break, and greeted the girls and boys cheerfully. It seems that this is the owner here.

Feng Zhen admired him for being able to remember the names of these people he hadn't met a few times. Brother Xiangzi thought it was normal, so he talked about when he first started his business.

Bosheng was called square in the early days. It started in the UK. It started with bonds and futures, using a data-driven Internet platform.At that time, there were only three people in the team, and there were so many entrepreneurs and big clients coming and going. We had to remember not only the faces of these people, but also the faces of the people around them, sometimes from books, sometimes from TV, but Happen to get in touch, reach a certain friendship, and then push the product reasonably.

"The biggest worry is not remembering the wrong person, but the matching problem. You know, those rich people in this world like the uniqueness of the service the most, and making them feel unique is the ultimate thing."

In fact, this is also Hailan's customer maintenance concept. Contemporary people have higher and higher requirements for service experience, and one-to-one and embodying one-to-one have become the current design trend of products and services.

However, this is the first time Feng Zhen heard about the early days of Bosheng, or the experience of the three founders, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, "It's really not easy."

"It's okay to come here." Brother Xiangzi took a sip of his coffee, feeling so bitter that he didn't take another sip, "I really can't figure out how Zhou Chen can drink it, you don't know, that kid drinks coffee do not add."

"Different people have different tastes."

"That's right. We used to work overtime until 12 o'clock and couldn't bear it. He could last three days. He got an injection in the eye in the morning and then ran back to watch the list. Later, he often flew to China once a month. He didn't lose jet lag when he came back on the same day. At that time, everyone thought he was in love."

Feng Zhen sighed in unison. Seeing that Brother Xiangzi seemed to be talking high at the moment, he reminded the time. The second half of the speech is about to start. It will be done by another Internet rookie. It is mainly about community and fission, although it is not entirely here It can be used, but new market methods always need to be learned and communicated by every industry, not to mention, people are always interested in new forms.

"You recognize Mr. Zhou very much."

"Not really, I don't think he's pleasing to the eyes." Brother Xiangzi wiped his hands, asked a group of girls to save a place for him, and smiled as usual, "I just think that there are some things you should know."

In the evening, Lin Tang's partner invites him to dinner at Xilin Restaurant, a Michelin three-star restaurant, a place where rich people show their style.

Feng Zhen happily went to the appointment. His natal family naturally had a place for his natal family. He also specially changed into a formal suit with cuff buttons and a tie. Lin Tang was waiting for him at the door. When he saw him, he burst into laughter, " Those who didn’t know thought we were going on a date.”

"my highness."

She was wearing a nude pink skirt, and she knew she wasn't wearing leggings just by looking at her smooth legs, but she didn't know if it was cold or not.

"Steel straight man." Lin Tang didn't refuse Feng Zhen's coat, and put his hands on his lower abdomen subconsciously, "Taking advantage of the waves now, I won't be able to wear anything when I get pregnant."

She is now 3 months pregnant, because she has been very thin, her belly has not yet fully shown.

Feng Zhen still remembers the panic when the girl called herself years ago and said she was pregnant and didn’t know what to do. At that time, he even said that if that man doesn’t want you, I’ll help you raise her, “Today we’re talking about marriage. , Marriage money and other trivial matters, you just listen to it, don't interrupt."

"If you want less, I will make a speech." The two approached, and Lin Tang grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Brother, relax."

"Your palms are sweaty, sister?"

"roll……"

Lin Tang's partner, Mr. Zhuo, is a typical man with a family background and his own ability. His conversation is comfortable. When talking about this matter, the other party is also well prepared.

Houses, stocks, property, including insurance money have already had agreements.

True feelings in this world are all about material things, so Feng Zhen is sure that this is a person who wants to spend a lifetime with Lin Tang.

"It's not easy for her to be like this today."

"I know." The man helped Lin Tang divide the snails, and toasted him seriously and solemnly, with simple and sincere words, "Brother, don't worry, I will take good care of her."

After dinner, Feng Zhen originally thought that Lin Tang was going to go with his partner, but he didn't expect this girl to get out of the car with him.

"You came to Dr. Chu's place?"

"I'll go in and talk to him."

Although Feng Zhen knew that Mr. Chu had some thoughts about Lin Tang, and he didn't know the depth of it, but now he has some bases, "There are small steps, walk slowly."

"Be at ease."

"You can just say something to make people feel at ease." Feng Zhen opened the door, helped her back into the room and sat down, seeing Chu Yuan just coming out, he remembered that something was left on the car, and went out to get it.

This took half an hour, Lin Tang opened the door and came out, only to see the two most important men in his illness sitting on the steps, smoking dryly.

"So pitiful?"

"Pregnant women should stay away from smoking." Mr. Zhuo got up and helped Lin Tang down the stairs, and briefly greeted Chu Yuan, thanking him for taking care of his fiancée, and told the time of the wedding, looking forward to his arrival.

"It should be, you have kidnapped Xiao Lin, Zhuo Yang and Hai Lan's list will have to be extended." Chu Yuan smiled gracefully, and sent the two of them to the car with Feng Zhen to leave. Himself, that is, Tan Tanshou, "Why do you look sympathetic?"

"I'm just a little surprised."

"Emotions are the most unreasonable thing." Chu Yuan smelled the fragrance of flowers, picked one into the house, and put it in a peach blossom vase, "Look at that Zhuo, his private life was chaotic before. Lin Tangwei also lost two children to him. These two people have been together for so many years, and now they still feel together, which shows that there is something between them that will never stop. As long as that kind of thing is there, how many If an outsider intervenes, these two people will still be together in the end, so I naturally want to bless them decently."

In fact, the wedding in April is a bit urgent, but considering that Lin Tang is getting more and more pregnant, holding the wedding earlier can also reduce the gossip outside. After saying this, Feng Zhen suddenly thought that the stomach problem of his teacher a while ago was probably Lin Tang It started the day after they said they were going to get married. Is this how it turned out?He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to himself, a teacher who had been single for many years, and it was more nutritious to make breakfast with him.

Now Xiao Heng comes here on time in the morning to have breakfast, and after eating, he goes for a walk with the dog, quite leisurely, and even Chu Yuan would ask, "Are you out of filming?"

"Don't worry about it now." He yawned. If Chu Yuan hadn't said that he had to go to work, he would probably have to catch up on the sofa. You can take a few days off."

"What about advertising endorsements?" Feng Zhen still remembered that this person was dancing in a red dress on TV when he returned home during the New Year.

"It's all in May, and it's so cold now." Nowadays, people are starting to wear thin cotton-padded clothes or woolen clothes, and Xiao Heng is still wrapped in a thick blue down jacket. The clothes are quite familiar, and Feng Zhen thinks of Joe. Wrapped in such a dress by Zhou Chen, it became a small ball, so he asked about the dress.

"This is a regimental uniform." With that said, our Young Master Wei has something to say, "This year, the fifth child came back in a red sweater, dressed like a Santa Claus, motherfucker."

There must be no connection between Santa Claus and Niang Bulaji, but when Wei Xiaoye said so, the two present had nothing to say. Chu Yuan already consciously wanted to hurry up and leave after eating. There was no reason on Saturday and Sunday, so I had to wear the red sweater under Xiao Heng's soft and hard soak.

Although Chu Yuan usually has a bit of abstinence in his handsome appearance, he is a businessman of the intellectual series after all, and the glint in his eyes cannot be hidden, so the little girls in the company secretly call this boss a gentle scum, but if those girls have seen him like this Chu Yuan would probably sigh with emotion—he really is an immortal young fairy boy.

Because he didn't go to work, Chu Yuan's hair was all loose. Perhaps because of this red sweater, he was soft and full of energy. When he smiled, he looked more youthful.

"This one of yours is different from mine. Yang Wu is really eccentric. You are so good at Chinese style embroidery. You have to give me the whole ghost painting." The item is a round neck with trimmed edges. The so-called ghost symbols are some lines and dots, like a melody with a sense of rhythm.Feng Zhenzhen felt that the person who took the photo must have liked this person very much, otherwise how could he have taken such a picture, and while listening to Xiaoheng flipping through the photos of the party, he talked about everyone's red sweaters.

Ji Zibai's one has a high collar, and it is said to be made of cashmere like Chu Yuan's, but it is embossed with gold thread, and it may be the most expensive.

Yi Zheng's dress has a V-neck, red and black color scheme, and buttons on the cuffs, which is very in line with this person's temperament that loves to pretend to be deep.

"What about Zhou Chen's?" Chu Yuan asked naturally, and Feng Zhen subconsciously paused.

"Only he hasn't seen that one." Xiao Heng jumped up in two steps, extremely angry, "He left Beijing when I woke up, and he didn't go skiing in Russia. God knows why."

In fact, God doesn’t need to know. Both of you here are very clear.

"Well, let's go and have a look, anyway, he lives across the street, just to send San'er back."

Feng Zhen:......

Chu Yuan: ...

Xiaoheng:?Don't you all know?