Liu Heng got on the elevator and returned to his office under the surprised look of the secretary outside the door.
At this moment, his face was a hundred thousand times colder than usual, and his thin and deep outline even revealed a bit of chilling coldness. No one in the top office dared to speak. They lowered their heads and looked at their computers, looking out of the corner of their eyes. The bosses breathed a sigh of relief after entering the office.
Liu Heng pulled his tie and threw himself into the boss's chair. He felt an unspeakable depression in his chest. His heart was still beating irregularly and rapidly. The blood that had just rushed into his brain began to flow back. However, he felt extremely hot. I picked up the air conditioner remote control and lowered the temperature a few degrees.
He lay on the back mountain, trying to calm down. When he closed his eyes, Wang Yincheng's handsome face and clear eyes suddenly flashed in his mind. He was very unaccustomed to this kind of emotion that was out of his control. He clearly needed a moment to calm down but couldn't hold it back. It was as if there was a trapped beast living in his heart that could break out of the cage at any time.
But at this time, there are still people who are not afraid of death and cut the inside line.
"Liu...Mr. Liu, who did you just ask to go to your office?" The manager of the secretarial department was about to cry. He had been in this company for so long, and this was the first time he had seen Liu Heng look so ugly.
Liu Heng: "Wang Yincheng!" After saying this, he cut off the call directly.
The manager of the secretarial department wiped the sweat from his forehead and did not dare to let the little girl next to him inform Wang Yincheng and the others. He went there himself and served Ye Anning and Shao Zhiwen with good tea and snacks.
Shao Zhiwen didn't care. It was normal for him as a newcomer not to meet the big boss, but Ye Anning was arrogant. She even brought out her voice recorder today, just waiting to see the rumored CEO of Zhonghuarong Pharmaceutical. .
Ye Anning was so angry that Wang Yincheng ignored her emotions and followed the manager to the elevator with his briefcase and went straight to the top floor.
"Mr. Wang," the manager of the secretarial department directly changed his title, "don't mind. Although Mr. Liu is a little cold, he is very serious about his work. Since he agreed to do the interview with you, he will definitely cooperate with you."
Wang Yincheng nodded and said nothing. He thought carefully about Liu Heng's attitude just now, and it was indeed unpredictable. Logically speaking, since it was the conference room arranged by Liu Heng himself before, he was suddenly informed that it would be his own. In the office, others are not allowed to enter... This attitude is too unpredictable!
As a result, they got to the top floor. Wang Yincheng knocked on Liu Heng's office door and walked in while the people on the first floor were looking at him.
As soon as Wang Yincheng entered Liu Heng's office, he found that the air conditioner was turned on very low. Liu Heng was not sitting in his boss chair, but on the sofa in front of his desk.
Wang Yincheng closed the door and walked in. He nodded to Liu Heng: "Mr. Liu."
Liu Heng had no expression on his face, and did not stand up. Instead, he sat very restrained, with his hands even stiffly placed on his knees, looking sideways at him, and nodded.
Wang Yincheng calmly observed Liu Heng's sitting posture, and then sat on the sofa opposite Liu Heng.
Wang Yincheng had already written the questions he needed to ask today on a piece of A4 paper. He took out the paper from his briefcase and handed it to Liu Heng, saying: "Mr. Liu, take a look at it first. If there are any questions that you can't answer or don't want to answer, Just tell me the problem." After a pause: "I didn't bring a voice recorder."
Liu Heng took the A4 paper, and when his eyes dropped, he uncontrollably locked onto Wang Yincheng's knuckled fingers.
Liu Heng tried his best to relax himself and changed to a less twisted posture. He looked at the questions on the A4 paper, starting from the first one, and when he saw the sixth one, he found that he was simply absent-minded.
The temperature in the room was very low, but Liu Heng's senses were extremely sensitive and clear at that moment. He didn't look up at Wang Yincheng, but he seemed to feel that the man sitting opposite him took out his mobile phone and put it on the coffee table, and then took it again. Get a pen...
Liu Heng's back was stiff. After dozens of seconds, he finally put down the paper in his hand and leaned on the sofa. He looked at Wang Yincheng with narrowed eyes and said, "Go to the next room."
"..." Wang Yincheng thought he heard wrongly at first, until Liu Heng stood up and pointed to a white door next to the bookcase in the office, "Go in!" Liu Heng did not use a negotiating tone this time. He sat down again. Go to your desk, put the paper on the desk, and take out a pen. The eyes that looked up at Wang Yincheng suddenly became sharp, controlled and cold.
Maybe he was not used to having other people in the office when he was working... When Wang Yincheng entered the door, he realized that Liu Heng was probably a workaholic with strong egoism. He didn't like other people entering his office territory. This may be why The secretary manager just wanted to call to confirm again, but he didn't come in when he was brought up.
If it was for work reasons, Wang Yincheng felt that he had no reason to refuse. Everyone has their own unique style and quirks, right? Wang Yincheng stood up with his cell phone, opened the door and walked in.
It was a very small cubicle, with a small bed and a hanger for hanging clothes. It was so small that even a person couldn't turn around in it.
There was no other place to sit, and Wang Yincheng didn't want to suffer the injustice of standing all the time, so he sat next to the bed.
He had been prepared to wait here alone for at least two hours. He thought that Liu Heng was not allowed to record and might write down the questions he could answer. The man's attitude was strange and cold, and he really didn't look like a person who would act according to common sense.
However, not long after he sat down, the cell phone at his hand rang. Wang Yincheng picked it up and saw that it was Liu Heng.
Before Wang Yincheng answered the phone, Liu Heng's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "I have read all the questions. Except for a few questions about stocks, everything else is OK."
Wang Yincheng was surprised, "Are you doing an exclusive interview on the phone?"
Liu Heng's voice was still cold: "Is there a problem?"
"No, it's okay." Wang Yincheng switched himself to working mode. In fact, there is no problem without a recording pen. He is a replica of a copying machine, and he has almost no memory. But at this moment, he couldn't help but think, if this was the case, why did he arrange to meet for an interview in the first place? Just chat on the phone.
Liu Heng sat on the boss's chair and started talking based on the A4 paper at hand.
He originally thought that he would gradually start to lose his mind again, but later he found out that it was not the case. Wang Yincheng's question was like an imperceptible guiding light, which gradually made Liu Heng no longer agitated, and he gradually became better and finally became enlightened.
Liu Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the chair. The questions Wang Yincheng asked were very in-depth. Many of the questions seemed superficial and not very insightful, but when he answered them, people couldn't help but concentrate on what Wang Yincheng's purpose was in asking this question. What. Liu Heng is a workaholic and has an almost paranoid attitude towards work. He pays much more attention to work than others. Wang Yincheng's question obviously makes Liu Heng feel surprised and excited. From the beginning of being absent-minded, he gradually entered the full circle of work. state.
Wang Yincheng's voice on the other end of the phone was very shallow. He only occasionally said a few words to guide Liu Heng to answer the key questions. From time to time, he said "hmm" with a hint of indifference.
Liu Heng suddenly became distracted midway. He squinted his eyes and stared at the white door, wondering if the man inside the door was standing or sitting at the moment? Liu Heng's lounge was very narrow, and it felt very crowded even when standing. If he wasn't standing, was he sitting or... lying down
Liu Heng's black eyes burst out with a probing and profound light at that moment, and then calmly looked away.
The interview over the phone and through a door lasted about an hour before it ended. Wang Yincheng had to admit that Liu Heng was very focused on what he was doing. He said one thing and another, and did not beat around the bush or push back. He would answer your questions directly. , he would not go around in circles when he couldn't answer the questions, and the efficiency of the interview was surprisingly high. Soon the outline of an exclusive interview was formed in Wang Yincheng's mind.
After answering the last question, the other end of the phone suddenly went silent. Wang Yincheng also paused for a moment before he could adjust. He heard Liu Heng faintly say: "Is there anything else?"
Wang Yincheng took a breath and admired the efficiency in his heart, "No, thank you." After saying that, he hung up the phone, stood up, opened the door and walked out.
The mobile phone in Liu Heng's hand was a little hot. He held it silently, raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Yincheng again calmly, and couldn't help but meet the man's eyes again.
Wang Yincheng simply packed up and left. Before leaving, he walked to the opposite side of the desk, held out his right hand and looked at Liu Heng: "Happy cooperation, Mr. Liu."
Liu Heng was stunned for a moment, then calmly stretched out his hand to hold Wang Yincheng's hand. It felt cold and a bit boney: "It's a pleasure to cooperate." At this time, he had already forgotten the purpose of this interview.