Mu Hanxia was a little sleepless that night, and she woke up before dawn. He got up in his clothes and made himself a cup of strong black coffee.
Then he went to the window, opened the curtain, and drank slowly.
The sky was still dark gray, and the lamps on the tall buildings reflected each other. The Fengchen Building on the opposite side was also blacked out at this time, like a tall giant standing in the dark.
Goodbye Feng Chen after six years.
It turned out that it has grown so tall and strong.
In fact, in the first year or two, she often thought of him and Feng Chen. I can't help but search the computer for news about Lin Mochen and Feng Chen.
Later, I slowly stopped checking and thinking about it. All the energy is put into the current life, study, examination, job search, interview, work... In a flash, six years have passed. Before returning to China, she really didn't know about Lin Mochen's current situation. The only thing I know is that I occasionally see news about him in financial news. For example, Feng Chen went public in that year, for example, his resignation disappeared later.
That's all.
Mu Hanxia slowly drained the coffee in the cup. Like a self-deprecating, like a very calm smile.
How much will the world change in six years
Like her.
She stopped drinking milk and started to love black coffee and strong tea. She is used to eating Western food, and even finds it delicious. But yesterday Feng Nan took her to eat Jiangcheng food, and she actually thought it was too spicy... She recalled her appearance back then, but she only remembered that she was a stubborn woman. Of course, she is also laughing and talkative now, but most of the time, she prefers to be alone and quiet. She herself didn't know why. In a blur, she realized that there should be other pursuits in her life, but she deliberately didn't think about what it was.
Now she is all right, life is peaceful and stable, but not lacking in excitement. She has many like-minded and talented friends, and she will no longer feel that fate has done her any justice.
There is nothing wrong with her.
In my mind, the license plate I saw yesterday appeared again. Just a coincidence, she thought.
After all, in this world, she is probably the only one who associates a license plate number with those meanings.
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The sunrise is cloudy, and the warm sun shines on the top of every high-rise building in China World Trade Center.
The office Feng Nan arranged for Mu Hanxia was just across from Lu Zhang. Clean and spacious, with exquisite decoration and wide view. Mu Hanxia was very satisfied.
But Feng Nan looked at his watch for embarrassment and said, "Mr. Mu, it's already 8:50, and all the department managers are also waiting in the conference room. President Lu hasn't arrived yet, so we can't wait."
Sitting behind the boss's desk, Mu Hanxia tapped the armrest of the chair twice with his fingers: "Wait. I'll go to the conference room first and meet everyone."
In addition to Mu Hanxia, the business department also has two vice presidents. However, one of them was fifty years old and was only in charge of finance and administration. He was neither too enthusiastic nor dissatisfied with Mu Hanxia's arrival. On the other hand, Mu Han, Xia Yan, and Yan Yan politely asked him a few questions. After Fang Yi was regarded as an efficient and concise financial model in the industry, the vice president smiled and talked to her for a few more minutes.
Another vice president was in charge of operations and manpower, but was away for a long time because of sick leave. Therefore, when Mu Hanxia came over this time, he had to take over almost all the main departments.
Since it was his first appearance today, Mu Hanxia deliberately put on slightly old makeup in order to suppress the situation. She speaks well and is self-possessed, so the atmosphere in the conference room can be regarded as very harmonious and pleasant.
It's just that at 9:30, Lu Zhang hadn't appeared yet, so everyone couldn't sit still. The vice president of finance became impatient and said, "Hanxia, why don't we start first. Anyway, I haven't seen him come a few times."
Mu Hanxia looked around slowly, and said gently, "Mr. Zhu, let's wait. Lu is always our leader. If he doesn't come, he will be without a leader. Important decisions can't be made. If he's there, I understand. It will be more convenient for us to push forward the work in the future after we have learned our ideas and participated in the decision.”
These words are decent and cunning, and everyone understands them. It means that Lu Zhang should also participate in the process, so that his eldest young master will not sing naysayers in the future. So although everyone was helpless, they still continued to wait for face.
Unexpectedly, at 9:50, Lu Zhang really came.
He pushed open the door, walked in without looking away, and sat down at the head of the empty round table. Then, with a cold face, Erlang's legs were raised, and he didn't look at Mu Hanxia, but just looked ahead: "Let's have a meeting."
No one spoke. Mu Hanxia also looked at him.
He changed into a suit. Although the young man had a reckless posture, his suit shirt was still very straight and his tie was not messed up. If he doesn't speak, he looks handsome and capable.
Mu Hanxia smiled slightly and said to everyone, "Let's start."
Lu Zhang raised his eyes and gave her a sideways glance.
In fact, today, he was completely driven by his father. It is better to be tormented by her than to be constantly tormented by her father's serious and heartfelt words. Early in the morning, the old man said to him: "Mu Hanxia is a very good young man I met when I exchanged and interviewed in the United States. She is very talented and has leadership. She has also operated several successful business cases in the United States. The character is also trustworthy. Good steel is used on the edge of the knife. I asked her to come back this time. First, I hope she can help us break the deadlock of the stagnant or even declining development of the commercial business department. Second, I hope she can lead you. Look, They are not a few years older than you, and they are more stable and powerful. In short, you should treat her as a master this time, respect her, and learn from her. Maxima often has it, but Bole does not often have it. If you miss this good master, don't regret it in the future. "
Lu Zhang sneered and said nothing. But because of his father's words, he remembered what Mu Hanxia said yesterday: "That's why you haven't controlled any real power in the group?"
When she said this, she smiled calmly.
It is indeed a little hidden ambition and fame, the appearance of a femme fatale.
As a result, the father thought of another one and said: "Also, Han Xia is young and beautiful, but you must not put your dog's paws on her! I don't care what you do outside, this is you Master, don't make up your mind!"
When Lu Zhang heard it, he almost laughed: "Dad, are you crazy? She's almost 30. I can't think about it before I try to get my hands on an old woman!"
A 30-year-old woman must have wrinkled skin. Lu Zhang felt disgusted when he thought about it.
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Mu Hanxia's low yet soft voice sounded, and she began to preside over the meeting. Lu Zhang raised his head boredly, only to see her face. Although she was more old-fashioned than yesterday, her eyes were still clear and black. The sun came in through the window, just right on her face. The skin was as smooth as jade, delicate and fair.
Lu Zhang glanced at it and said to himself: It's really an old fox spirit.