A few days ago, Mu Hanxia rented a house. It is a small room in a two-bedroom, a couple living next door. When she first arrived, she was naturally courteous and humble in everything and got along very well. Except at night.
In the middle of the night, Mu Hanxia was sleeping soundly and suddenly woke up. I heard the very rhythmic sound of the shaker coming from the next door. She silently picked up the pillow and pressed it against her ear.
The moonlight by the bedside is like water, shining in a clear light. Although she wasn't quite used to everything about this North Drift: renting house, climate, and the sound of the partition wall, she still had vague longings in her heart.
In the dead of night, she suddenly thought of Lin Mochen again.
What she remembered was the night they last met in Jiangcheng, when she turned around in front of the barbecue stall, what she saw were his dark eyes. How could he have thought at that time that what he planned was to follow her to Hainan, and then stab her in the back
It is impossible to say that Mu Hanxia has no grudge against this matter in his heart. But like what she told He Jing, she could understand. With the little friendship between her and Lin Mochen, do they have to give up the hero Ximei in the shopping mall
But these are no longer important. The important thing is that what Lin Mochen threw to her was the best chance she could have now. She must hold onto it.
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The next morning, the next door was still sleeping quietly, and Mu Hanxia had already gone out. First take the subway for 30 minutes, then take the bus for 30 minutes to arrive at Lin Mochen's company. Also from now on, she is in the company.
The first thing to do today is to go through the onboarding process. The Human Resources Director is a capable lady in her thirties who is also very friendly. When I turned to the column of academic information, I was slightly startled: "Are you a high school degree? Is the undergraduate diploma self-taught?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "Yes."
The other party nodded: "Okay, I see."
Mu Hanxia asked again: "Director, are the employees of the company all well-educated?"
The director smiled and replied, "That's right. Most of the colleagues in the design department are from Tsinghua University and foreign famous schools. My human resources department is also from the National People's Congress. However, I think Jason wants to use you, there must be his reasons. ... well done."
Mu Hanxia smiled and said, "Okay, thank you." She felt a little nervous in her heart because of her words.
"By the way, you are the only one in the marketing department now. You should sit with your colleagues in the design department first."
Mu Hanxia was stunned.
The office area is open and all employees sit together. Only Lin Mochen and several directors have independent offices. Only a dozen employees are there today. As soon as Mu Hanxia sat down in his new position, a young girl next to him came over: "Hello, I'm Luo Kun from the Operations Department." A young boy stood up on the other side: "Hello, new colleague, I'm a designer. Chen Zhiduo from the Ministry."
Mu Hanxia shook hands with them and greeted them one by one, but felt that they were very friendly and elegant. It is completely different from the temperament of the staff in the supermarket.
At this moment, Lin Mochen came.
"Mr. Lin." "Morning Jason." Many people greeted him. He has a cup of Starbucks coffee in his hand, his suit tucked into his arms, his shirt and tie neat. He smiled lightly, and his eyebrows gave people a sense of elegance like a spring breeze. Mu Hanxia was stunned—this is how he looked to his own people.
His gaze also fell on Mu Hanxia, and then walked towards her. Mu Hanxia stared at him, but what he thought was that he asked her to be the "marketing manager", which was a little bit of coaxing. She is the only polished commander in this department, whether it is a manager or an assistant, it doesn't make much difference at all.
Although she thought so, she still showed a professional smile. Lin Mochen stood beside her, their eyes were silent, and he stretched out his hand to gently hug her shoulders, facing everyone: "Everyone, this is the new marketing manager Mu Hanxia, she is in Jiangcheng. The supermarket system has achieved excellent results. I hope that Manager Mu will work with us in the future to jointly achieve the company's performance goals."
Mu Hanxia's heart warmed unexpectedly, and the surrounding applause had already sounded. She hurriedly smiled and bowed: "Thank you everyone!" But the hand on her shoulder had slipped. When she raised her head, she saw him smiling, turned and walked into his office.
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In the next time, Mu Hanxia read the company information from his seat. I don't know, it's a surprise to see. Lin Mochen's "Fengchen" is actually in the clothing business. It was a little difficult for Mu Hanxia to associate a person like Lin Mochen with the clothing business. But this also explains why Yongzheng's clothing was done so professionally and well before.
Lin Mochen bought a garment factory in the suburbs of Beijing. The main departments of the company are the design department, the operation management department and the human resources department, all of which are responsible for the management and service of the store that will open next month. Others are scattered positions: administration, finance, front desk... Of course, including her big marketing department.
It was noon soon. Luo Kun and Chen Zhiduo, who were next to them, both went out. Other colleagues either ordered takeout or went downstairs to eat. Mu Hanxia was not familiar with anyone, so she went downstairs alone, stood on the street and looked around, only to find that they were all high-end restaurants, and she didn't want to enter.
The cheapest and most affordable is Ken X. But that's also thirty bucks, and she doesn't like it.
She stood at the door of Ken X, struggling, and suddenly heard a voice behind her: "Is the salary I paid you not enough? You can't even afford this kind of junk food?"
Mu Hanxia turned around, the sun was so bright, and Lin Mochen's white shirt was a little dazzling in the sun. She replied: "Eat... It's affordable, but for thirty dollars, I'm thankful for Kenny. And it's not delicious."
Lin Mochen glanced at her: "Come with me."
So Mu Hanxia followed him, crossed the long street, bypassed the alley, and arrived at the door of a restaurant that looked very elegant and high-end. Seeing that he was about to eat his meal, Mu Hanxia felt a little embarrassed. But Lin Mochen didn't plan to ask her for advice at all, and walked in front alone. And she also had something to ask him.
The two walked in, and there were still many people at this time. In the aisle, a waiter approached, with a plate full of dishes in his hand. Lin Mochen turned sideways to avoid, and lightly touched Mu Hanxia. He was already a head taller than her, and Mu Hanxia's shoulders rested on his chest. Neither of the two moved, as if they were unaware. Mu Hanxia's heart was like the water in a lake, slightly rippling, but silent. In a blink of an eye, he was the first to walk to the empty table next to him.
Mu Hanxia sat down opposite him, and he picked up the menu and handed it to her. Mu Hanxia waved his hand: "I don't know how to order food, you order it."
He glanced at her and opened the menu: "What do you want to eat?"
Mu Hanxia thought to himself that the gentleman's demeanor on his face could really score full marks. He smiled and replied, "I've never eaten it, it's fine."
As a result, Lin Mochen called the waiter and ordered all the signature dishes in the store. Mu Hanxia hurriedly stopped: "That... Boss Lin, enough is enough, I can't finish it."
Lin Mochen looked indifferent: "Well, I don't like to waste, you can pack it if you can't finish it."
Mu Hanxia: "…"