On the early morning of winter, the sky is dark and cold, and the vast park looks particularly cold and silent in this dark and white area.

The day after the first victory of the battle was not very different for Li Zhicheng. He arrived at the office as usual at less than seven o'clock.

At exactly seven o'clock.

Sitting on the sofa, he looked down at his watch, then looked up and looked into the small compartment outside the door.

Under the bright light, Lin Qian's desk was neat and clear, with small and tender green plants resting on a corner of the table.

She hasn't come yet.

Li Zhicheng stood up without any haste, walked to the bookshelf, took off the industry magazine, turned to a certain page. Then he walked back to the sofa and spread the magazine onto the coffee table.

wait.

However, at 8 o'clock, Lin Qian, who was almost on the same date as him, had not come yet. Li Zhicheng looked up again, glanced at her seat, and then lowered his head and continued to read the information.

It was not until nine o'clock that the bell rang for work that the familiar and light one, among the crowds of footsteps, walked into the compartment. There was a rustling sound, which made her take off her coat, sit down, and turn on the computer as usual. Then the phone on her desk rang.

"Hello, the President's Office." A sweet, soft voice.

Li Zhicheng, who had been sitting on the sofa in the inner room, raised his head and saw her side face through the half-closed door, with white and clear lips blushing.

Li Zhicheng's brows raised silently and continued to look down at the information.

Listening to the sound and the color, this woman's cold is almost cured.

——

Lin Qian hung up the phone, looked at the several reports on the table waiting for Li Zhicheng's instructions, and was silent for a few seconds.

She arrived late this morning on purpose. In fact, she woke up early, but she just didn't want to come. Because she wanted to be like him like usual, why did they feel a little uncomfortable when they were alone for an hour or two?

He was clearly a wolf, or perhaps even the most brutal and powerful one, but she regarded him as a sheep.

Alas! It seems like I rushed in and cursed him in the face. What is my mentality?

Of course, Lin Qian would not really scold her. Even when she picked up the document and walked to his door and knocked her, a professional smile naturally appeared on her face. However, at most, she could smile at him like this, and she didn't want to smile at him happily as before.

Humph. Who is Lin Qian? Although he is understandable to make all these plans, how could he get her in? Is she an ordinary character with a straightforward mind?

Just as she was thinking a little depressedly, another opposite thought slipped into her mind - then again, he had made such a big and long game, and did not deliberately hide his talent from her. She was by his side every day, but she didn't see it at all. Could it be that the number of paragraphs between her and him is really so different... Go and go, what are you thinking?

From today on, we must cheer up and face the...

Unfathomable man.

She pushed open the door, raised her head, and looked at Li Zhicheng on the sofa.

The sunlight had emerged from behind the clouds, illuminating the warmth of the winter room. He was still wearing a straight black suit and a white shirt, sitting here. His hands were lightly placed on his knees, with a hint of casualness in his quietness. Hearing the footsteps, he looked up at her, his dark eyes as calm as water.

Lin Qian touched his eyes, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. She immediately cursed herself in her heart: It's stupid!

Look, look! His eyes and posture are silent and dark, no matter how he looks at him, how could she think he was a quiet big cat in the past? Damn it was so far from the wolf, how could she take a look away!

Although he felt like thousands of horses galloping in his heart, Lin Qian's smile became more and more impeccable. He handed him the information in his hand skillfully, and said: "Mr. Li, this is the report submitted by the Technical Department this morning. This is..."

Li Zhicheng reached out to take it. The two of them understood as if they were their usual partners. She simply said that he looked carefully and gave a brief reply or instruction at the same time, which she wrote in her soft copy.

During the break, Lin Qian looked up inadvertently and saw him looking down very focused. Under his two long black eyebrows, dark eyelashes, and straight nose bridge, he was as handsome as a painting.

A thought from last night flashed through Lin Qian's mind - she really had never seen him clearly.

Soon, the routine was finished. Lin Qian picked up the stack of materials, turned around and left, and even felt a little anxious. Unexpectedly, a clear voice came from behind: "Wait."

Lin Qian paused, turned around and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Li, is there anything else?"

The man was looking down at another document. Hearing this, he patted the sofa beside him with his hands, and said without raising his head, "Sit here."

Lin Qian's heart trembled again.

Sit...go over?

The hot, strong kiss of the day suddenly flashed in his mind. The cold and inexplicable aura in the man's arms seemed to instantly appear on her nose.

As if he noticed her hesitation, he slowly raised his head and looked at her with a clear look.

"There are reviews of the top ten luggage items from last year in this authoritative magazine." His finger gently pointed in the magazine that had been on the desktop for a long time, "There is also a product from Si Meiqi."

Lin Qian understood - this is asking her to go over to advise!

She decided to pretend to be stupid.

He walked to him calmly, but when he sat down, he subconsciously separated a foot away. He ignored his burning gaze that stopped on her face, picked up the magazine and looked at it with all his attention.

This is very familiar to me. Because she has read this report elsewhere before. The authoritative magazine evaluated it from five perspectives: "quality, appearance, cost-effectiveness, sales, and netizen evaluation", and selected the ten most popular luggage items in 2013.

Seeing this report, it was actually quite shocking. Because the top one to three are all products from Xinbaorui. Later, there were Si Meiqi and other companies. A bag under the vinda brand, which Ida now mainly promotes, is also ranked eighth. It was just that the sales volume last year was terrible.

I wonder if vinda will make it to the top at this time next year?

Thinking of this, Lin Qian habitually picked up the report and explained to Li Zhicheng as far as he knew: "Mr. Li, the first place is a casual bag from Xinbaorui. This bag has been launched for three years as far as I know. The advantage is that it looks fashionable, has good quality, and has advantages in price; the second place is a professional outdoor bag from Xinbaorui. There are actually quite a few domestic companies that do well in outdoor activities. Xinbaorui is also popular, but the price is also expensive..."

Halfway through the talk, he suddenly realized. What was she doing? She even regarded him as the boss who was not afraid of the tiger? Since he could play Si Meiqi in his palm with ease, how could he not understand the basic information between these companies?

Then why did he ask her to come over?

Lin Qian said absent-mindedly, and glanced up from the corner of her eyes. He leaned leisurely on the sofa beside her, with his long legs gently folded. One arm was placed on the armrest of the sofa behind her and the other hand on his knee. She could feel his gaze without raising her head, like the air everywhere, covering her.

Lin Qian's face suddenly became hot.

This guy...

A thought flashed through his mind - he was a man with a clear purpose.

Thinking of this, Lin Qian's face became hotter. As soon as he put the magazine in his hand, he wanted to leave quickly: "Mr. Li, that's all I know."

But he was silent for a few seconds.

"Your face is very red." A low and cold voice was right in her ears.

Lin Qian was also quiet for a moment, then looked up and smiled at him: "Well, maybe the cold is not cured yet. Then I'll sit far away and don't spread it to you." After that, he wanted to get up and avoid his close arms.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his body moved, his shoulders sank. He put his hands up and held her down.

Lin Qian's heart suddenly jumped - it was really in his arms.

He stared at the eyes. His handsome face was very close to her, and the hand was still pressed firmly on her shoulders, making her sit still. And the dark and sparse eyes reflected her small panic reflection.

No one spoke, and the air in the room seemed to be as hot as the temperature of his fingertips, making her face uncomfortable. He just stared at her, and his tall and slender body wrapped her between the sofa and him.

Lin Qian's heart was beating violently. A voice shouted in his mind: Why is he like this? Is there anyone who pursues people like this? Is it silent and strong, so I am sure that she won't escape?

Another voice laughed coldly: Lin Qian, are you sure he likes you? He is so hiding so deeply that you can't even figure out his weight now. Are you not afraid of losing money in the future?

...

Lin Qian calmed down and looked at him who was close to him, and spoke: "Mr. Li, I think this time, Ada is really another village."

He looked at her, his eyes seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Lin Qian's heart was beating violently, a little frustrated, a little inexplicable panic, and a courage to burn the boat. She continued: "Although we lost Mingsheng, when we turned around, Si Meiqi's mid-range luggage market suddenly became clear and unobstructed. It seems that God rewarded hard work, and God still helped Aida."

She said these words calmly, and after she finished speaking, she looked directly at Li Zhicheng.

Li Zhicheng also looked at her, with no fluctuations in his dark and beautiful eyes.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while.

Lin Qian suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He was such a smart person. He must have understood these few words. Even though she guessed the truth yesterday, she never thought of making it clear to him. But today, when he pressed his shoulder like this, she felt that it was necessary to make it clear.

However, despite her entanglement, regret, and impulsiveness, she never expected that Li Zhicheng would press her without movingly, and the first answer was-

"Are you angry?" he asked softly.

Lin Qian didn't say anything.

He glanced at her deeply. He suddenly let go of her shoulders, and his body retreated, temporarily setting a distance from her.

Lin Qian felt relieved for a moment, but the shoulder he pressed seemed to have an indescribable feeling left. She didn't know what to say, so she just looked at him quietly.

His expression was faint, and he raised his hand to open a book in the upper left corner of the desktop. Lin Qian saw the cover clearly and was shocked - it was the book "The Art of War".

He picked up his long fingers and pulled out a piece of white paper from it. He turned his head to look at her and placed it in front of her. Lin Qian glanced at her eyes. Isn’t it the paper with military strategy written on it? The powerful handwriting is like the past: Please get into the trap and kill someone with a knife...

"I never took the initiative to hide it from you." He said slowly, "but it was forced by the situation."

Lin Qian still didn't say anything.

What is he doing...

Is this an explanation to her?

A cunning and treacherous person is so straightforward and honest with himself?

Humph...Why did she suddenly want to laugh?

Seeing that she didn't speak, he calmed down for a moment, opened the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" again, took out another folded note from it, and turned to look at her again.
Chapter completed!