On Monday, the company's management meeting was held.

Lin Qian arrived very early. After sitting for a while, he saw managers of various departments and senior executives coming in one after another.

There was heavy snow outside the window, and it was scattered. The conference room with a bright light was filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere. A row of red New Year pictures hanging on the ceiling before the New Year had not been taken down, adding a bit of warmth to the interior. And no matter how bumpy the past year was, the managers' faces were happy and smiling at this moment, asking each other about their well-being and teasing.

Before the big boss arrived, the conference room was always lively.

Lin Qian was the youngest woman present. But she was sweet-mouthed and knew how to move forward and retreat. She made jokes with the middle-aged managers of several production departments around her, which was very harmonious.

Of course it was harmonious! This morning, the generous gift she brought from the United States was sent to various departments. It was not surprising that there were many gifts, but the qualifications were not enough to make up for it!

As we were chatting, the door of the conference room was pushed open again. Li Zhicheng walked in in a straight suit, his face calm. Jiang Yuan, who was smiling and friendly, followed behind him.

The conference room immediately became quiet.

Li Zhicheng sat down in the main seat, Jiang Yuan put down his notebook and large military thermos, and sat in the back row, just like Lin Qian's position back then.

Li Zhicheng leaned in the boss's chair, put his hand on the table, and looked up at everyone. Lin Qian looked at him from afar through more than ten people. She felt that just such a simple action immediately highlighted the strong and cold aura of his body.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and now I'm watching him in public in broad daylight, and I feel a little strange and different.

The pure black suit is well-ironed, which highlights the clever lines of a man's shoulders and waist. The plain white shirt, dark blue tie, glowing cufflinks, and the clearly tied hands on the table all reveal a restrained and calm atmosphere. When he raises his deep eyes and looks at you, you can clearly feel his unique quiet and imposing aura.

Lin Qian admitted that looking at him like this, his heartbeats are more than his heartbeats.

Perhaps the people around me felt the same, so when Li Zhicheng looked around naturally, the conference room became more and more silent than ever before.

"How is the New Year?" He spoke, his voice was low and cold, but a smile appeared in his eyes.

So everyone laughed. Vice President Liu Tong, who was sitting on his right, was the first to answer: "I'm pretty good. The family went back to their hometown. They brought some local specialties and asked the secretary to give it to everyone later."

"Okay! Then thank Mr. Liu!" Everyone supported him.

Gu Yanzhi, who was standing by, smiled and said, "New Year and new atmosphere. Our Mr. Li has been having an extremely busy Spring Festival this year and is working hard."

Everyone looked at each other, and Li Zhicheng smiled quietly without saying a word.

Lin Qian, who was sitting far away, felt a little sad and felt guilty - he kept running around? It was a metaphor for running around?

She couldn't help but look at Gu Yanzhi, but saw that he looked as usual and did not look in her direction.

Fortunately, she was fine. She also wondered if Li Zhicheng would tell Gu Yanzhi about those things. If she really told her, she was still a little embarrassed when facing Gu Yanzhi, the old fox.

Just then, I suddenly saw Li Zhicheng raise his head and look at her with a calm look on his face.

The eyes were dark and confident, and the silence was imminent.

Lin Qian's face suddenly became hot, and he immediately lowered his head and avoided his gaze.

This man...

Although Gu Yanzhi was not necessarily pointing out, he must have meant something.

Lin Qian brought the teacup and drank it again. A middle-aged man next to him was talking about something, which made everyone laugh. Lin Qian didn't hear it at all, but she also laughed with her. Although she no longer looked at the man in the main position, she didn't know if it was a psychological illusion, but she always felt that his burning eyes were everywhere.

This feeling...why is it like a stolen in the office?

Very exciting...

Li Zhicheng looked at the woman who pretended to be calm but had a slightly red cheek with no trace across the distance.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, and the beauty in his arms that night was still vivid.

——

The Marketing Department first reported on the situation of the state-owned enterprise projects that Li Zhicheng and Gu Yanzhi have been working hard for in the past few days.

This is undoubtedly a good start for the New Year. Although the project has not been finalized, the two bosses have been accompanying Mr. Kang and the boss of the state-owned enterprise in the past few days. Before leaving, the other party hoped that Aida would submit a detailed project proposal as soon as possible and agreed to ask Li Zhicheng to go to the company for details after the holiday, which shows that he was very interested.

Everyone was very excited to hear it. Lin Qian was also very happy, so he looked at Li Zhicheng's face with everyone. He was listening to other departments reporting on work, with a handsome face slightly raised and focused eyebrows. Occasionally he would pick up a pen and write down a few lines of words. Or he would ask in a short whisper and speak in a cold voice. The person who was asked always answered very carefully and would look at him a few more times, hoping to see a look of recognition on his face.

Lin Qian looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh again.

Today is different from the past.

She still remembered that when Li Zhicheng was just presiding over the work, the first time he held an important strategic meeting. What was the atmosphere? Everyone was very competitive, and they didn’t necessarily take this second young master from a soldier and was ordered to take it seriously.

But now?

After a period of time, the group was reborn and reborn. Now, the entire Aida has thousands of people, dozens of product lines, hundreds of stores...

It was already a chess game that he had just shown his strength.

After reporting on the basic situation, it was the turn of three senior executives of the vinda subsidiary led by Xue Mingtao. At this time, Gu Yanzhi interrupted: "There is a situation on Mr. Xue, which is not good news. Mr. Xue, let's focus on it."

As soon as she said something, everyone looked upright. Lin Qian also felt a little nervous - she just returned to Lin City last night and arrived at the group early in the morning, but she was not aware of this situation.

Li Zhicheng's expression was quiet and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.

Xue Mingtao nodded, briefly reported the sales volume of vinda during the Spring Festival, and reviewed the total sales volume in the early stage. The numbers were of course gratifying. Then he changed the subject and said: "However, according to reliable news, Si Meiqi will prepare to establish a sub-brand similar to us after the New Year. At the same time, their huge mid-range product system will launch a series of powerful marketing and promotional activities. In addition, several other companies in the top ten markets have plans to launch similar products and conduct online promotion and sales. Everyone will grab fat. These competitive measures may have an impact on vinda's development and share our market share."

The conference room was quiet.

After a while, Liu Tong smoked a cigarette and said lukewarmly: "Si Meiqi will always be like this, imitating, low prices, vicious competition, no innovation, shamelessness."

That being said, the market is open. Competitors have made this imitation and follow-up move, which makes everyone feel frustrated and nervous, but it is reasonable.

After a while of silence, Li Zhicheng said, "What do you think?" When he asked this, his eyes were sparse. He leaned against the boss's chair, held his hands together, and placed them lightly on his knees. Somehow, he conveyed the intuition that he would still control the situation extremely calmly.

There are many different opinions about the strong enemy.

Some people suggest that they also launch price cuts and promotes, sticking to the vitality of vinda;

Some people also suggest strengthening online publicity and advertising efforts, not reducing prices, and strengthening brand marketing. This is exactly what Xue Mingtao, Lin Qian and others have been doing, and they nodded frequently when they heard it.

But Lin Qian soon noticed that in this exciting and high-spirited discussion, Li Zhicheng's other confidant generals: Liu Tong, Gu Yanzhi, and Xue Mingtao did not express much opinion. Most of them only recorded some valuable opinions in the notebook. This made Lin Qian a little careful - yes, with Li Zhicheng's deep thoughts and complicated methods, this problem was probably as expected by him.

It seems that several bigwigs have reached a consensus on this issue.

However, Lin Qian did not expect that the "consensus" would fall on her in the end.

Because, after everyone fully expressed their opinions and focused their thoughts, Xue Mingtao nodded and said, "Everyone's opinions are very valuable. Our subsidiary will carefully discuss and come up with a targeted work plan. And I also met with several bosses in the morning and had a preliminary idea: this matter requires a strong and dedicated team to compete with our competitors. Therefore, our subsidiary wants to set up another marketing department, which is an overall market planning for the outside world; internally, we will fight this tough battle."

These words were reasonable and everyone nodded.

At this time, Li Zhicheng looked up and asked, "Who do you suggest to take responsibility for this department?"

Xue Mingtao glanced at Lin Qian beside him and was slightly stunned. Then he heard him say, "Mr. Lin is in charge first. She is from the market, and she is also the leader of vinda's online marketing promotion this time. I think it is more appropriate."

Liu Tong, who had a solemn expression on the side, nodded: "Well, I think it's OK."

——

One hour later.

Lin Qian sat in the long-lost president's office, staring at a painting of ink painting on the opposite wall, dazed.

This painting was added after she left office. It was not like the painting in the office of the boss of another company. It was majestic and grand, with thousands of horses galloping. The painting was not big and square. There were only a few slender green bamboos on it, with a faint water flowing and a misty mountain color.

But Lin Qian felt it was very artistic.

The painting is like the person. It is vaguely sharp, but it can make those colorful landscapes dim.

He was actually very noble and conceited inside. She thought.

After she was proposed at the meeting just now, Li Zhicheng asked her through everyone: "Lin Qian, what do you think?"

She could say that since this was his arrangement, of course she had to raise her hands and legs to agree.

So Qianxi smiled and said to everyone: "I obey the leadership's arrangements. If I take over this department, I will do my best to fight a beautiful counterattack under the leadership of President Li!"

...

When the meeting ended, Lin Qian was still talking to Xue Mingcheng and others, Jiang Yuan came over and said to her with a smile: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Li, please go to his office and wait for him later."

——

Today is the first day of work after the New Year. As usual, the president needs to go to various departments to inspect and show his encouragement.

So Lin Qian sat in his office for about ten minutes, but he hadn't come back yet.

In fact, Lin Qian still misses him a little these days. His appearance always comes to his mind from time to time.

After all, how could a pool of spring water easily recover from the disturbed pool?

When he thought of getting along with him alone, although he was talking about work, his heart was like grass growing in his heart, scratching his heart. After sitting for a while, Lin Qian looked at the neatly arranged bookshelf under the painting, and suddenly felt a thought.

She walked to the door and saw that there was still no movement outside, so she gently brought the door and quickly ran to the bookshelf.

I soon found the book "The Art of War".

When my fingers touched the spine, I was a little excited.

The second one, I'm here!

You can't look at Li Zhicheng in front of him, as seeing him means acquiescing to be his person. But peeking is nothing to do with others.

She pulled out the book and flipped it, and saw a folded note. She quickly opened it and saw: Please go into the trap and kill someone with a knife... This is the first one. She folded it quickly and put it in, and flipped it backwards, and then another one! The thin white paper, a few words were faintly seen: three fishes of one stone...

At this moment, familiar and steady footsteps came from the door. Jiang Yuan's voice sounded through the door: "Mr. Li, Lin Qian is inside."

"Well." The man's voice was as low as the wind, "I'll talk to her about things, don't let anyone disturb you."

"OK."
To be continued...