The next day, Ren Jingxi woke up very early.
It was only after six o'clock.
This is the guest room in the east courtyard of the mansion in Maoer Hutong.
I mustered up the courage to stay last night, I didn't have any expectations, I just couldn't help it. Then, still nothing. When he was sent away late at night, Chen Qing was the only one left beside him, and a certain girl even deliberately showed a proud expression, which was very annoying.
I know he likes to mess around, but he seems to be suddenly not interested in women.
That's right.
I probably had enough fun and started to stop playing.
Just a little aggrieved.
Why can't you collect it from yourself? Wait a minute, bad guy.
After dressing and washing, I went to the library in the central garden courtyard.
Familiar doors and familiar roads.
After reconciling with Mo Wuling, he came over not many times on weekdays, but also quite a lot.
Unexpectedly, Qin Buzui was already here, leaning leisurely on the sofa in the compartment on the first floor, still holding the "Book of Mountains and Seas" in his hand. When he saw her coming in, he greeted her with a smile: "Good morning."
"Morning," Ren Jingxi nodded and quietly looked at Qin Buzui's expression. Seeing that she didn't seem to be disappointed, he couldn't help but probe: "Why do you get up so early in such a cold day?"
Qin Buzui surprised her by being frank and smiling: "I'm alone in the bed, it's not warm."
The mansion has top-notch heating equipment, so this is naturally a joke.
However, Qin Buzui was also honest. He was unhappy because he was alone in an empty room last night, so he got up early.
Ren Jingxi suddenly felt sympathetic and felt very unhappy himself.
However, although the two of them were very compatible, they had no intention of finding someone to warm each other. Qin Buzui, who was lazily lying on the couch in the small room, did not invite him, so he pointed upstairs: "I'm going to find a book."
Qin Buzui nodded and said nothing to persuade him to stay.
Ren Jingxi came to the second floor of the library, wandered among the bookshelves for a while, and picked out a book called "Myths, Legends and Folktales". I have not forgotten what happened last night. I plan to immediately start setting up the animation department of Huanzhu Film and Television today. If this book happens to be available, I will look for it in advance.
He took the book and sat down at the clinical desk, then turned on the computer.
After the screen turned on, I remembered something.
This year's four major fashion weeks will still start in New York first, on February 18, the third day of the first lunar month.
In order to go to New York, someone obviously didn't spend much time in years, but in the end, that person came to China. I wonder if she will be as aggrieved when she hears the news as she was when she was kicked out to stay alone in an empty room last night.
About Mo Wuling.
Everyone is not a fool. Perhaps even Zhu Momo felt her aunt's special affection for that man. It was a bad fate. However, she also found that he was quite restrained in this matter.
Complex man.
Calculating the time, it was still around five o'clock in the afternoon in New York the day before, and it was Friday again. Zhu Momo must have been preparing for the evening show, so he didn't contact her.
But then I remembered that when we were chatting after dinner last night, Chen Qing talked about a new song by a man: "Life is like a summer flower."
Ren Jingxi felt that it was better than "Those Flowers" and more in line with her taste. However, someone who was already blind must like it more, so she thought that maybe she would e-mail the lyrics and music to her later.
There are still some regrets.
It was said that he planned to make a documentary about climbing Mount Everest and use this song as the theme song. Ren Jingxi rudely tried to get the project but failed.
Because of the planned Sino-US co-production, her 'workshop' seemed too small.
It's actually not small.
When my thoughts come to things like size, I can't help but think of the other women who appeared last night. They were... too big. I really don’t know where I found this evil man, and I couldn’t help but think bitterly that his clothes would definitely sag and not look good when he took them off.
Well, just sour.
It must have taken a lot of effort to maintain it, and money doesn't matter here at all, so that figure is really good-looking.
I was flipping through the book with my mind wandering like this, and at the same time I opened my work email and took notes. I don’t know how long it took, but I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and it was the waitress named Jiang Shanwu: "Miss Ren, boss and the others are here. Let’s have breakfast on the rooftop, do you want to come?”
Then I glanced at the time, it was almost eight o'clock.
He agreed, saved the email notes, turned off the computer, put the book back, and then went downstairs.
The Fanglou area is very lively.
In addition to a certain man and the rosy-faced Chen Qing, there was also the American girl Jill Peckett who lived here and her follower Zhao Annie, as well as Li Youhu and Teacher Yu, and Qin Buzui.
Those girls who were so big and eye-catching didn't show up.
Assuming he has a conscience, otherwise, everyone would be too stimulated.
Breakfast was the same as last night, but nothing serious was discussed. Obviously, many things he came here to talk about were impossible to talk to these women, but they talked about the film and television entertainment industry.
It has also benefited a lot.
As he said, the film and television industry in China actually does not lack talents or creativity. What it lacks is just ideas. Moreover, many ideas are just a layer of window paper. When you poke them open, you will immediately become enlightened.
It's quite right when you think about it.
For example, the idea of scheduling has been rapidly established in the past few years. Although the most popular one is only a Lunar New Year slot, after this concept was established, the entire industry has obviously become much more transparent, and has begun to draw inferences from one example.
It's a pity that he can't stay in China for a few more days.
After breakfast, Simon said goodbye to the women at the Maoer Hutong mansion and set off again. This time Chen Qing is accompanying us, and our next stop is Seoul, South Korea.
Inside the cabin of a Boeing 767.
As the plane took off, Chen Qing was busy making coffee herself, and brought some fruits, which she carried to the front cabin study.
He placed the tray on his boss's desk, poured a cup of coffee and sent it to the man. Holding a plate of fruit, he squeezed into his boss's arms. He glanced at a piece of Jiangnan Interactive Entertainment equity transfer information that he was reading, and gave it away. When a piece of apple came into his boss's mouth, he said something else: "I think I will definitely be able to get pregnant this time."
Simon ate the apple and smiled when he heard this: "Then you got what you wanted."
Chen Qing laughed a few times and then said: "Boss, can you think of a name for our baby?"
Simon turned over a page of information in front of him and said, "Wait until you are sure."
Chen Qing was not in a hurry and asked: "By the way, boss, have you thought of a name for the one in Asu's belly?"
Simon nodded: "Lin Zhou."
Chen Qing opened her beautiful eyes, tilted her head and thought about it for a moment. She thought it was pretty good, but she was surprised: "Boss, why is it just a single word? And, although it sounds nice, it seems a little worse than Qianshu?"
Simon smiled and said: "It was originally two characters. Xiao Su thought the name was too big and a bit old-fashioned, so he changed it to the character 'Zhou'. Everyone thought it was good."
"Two words?" Chen Qing thought about it for a moment, but still didn't expect it, and asked: "What is it originally?"
"Chunqiu, Lin Chunqiu."
Chen Qing blinked and nodded: "This is indeed a bit big, but Lin Chunqiu, Lin Chunqiu, is not old-fashioned, and is very domineering."
Simon put his arms around the slim waist of the woman in his arms and said, "It's all good. Throughout the ages, it has been called 'Zhou', which corresponds to the two characters 'Spring and Autumn'. Doesn't China have two names and characters? In the future, it will be Lin Zhou, with the courtesy name Chunqiu."
"Oh, we don't care about that now, only names," Chen Qing said with a smile, and then asked about the one thing she was more concerned about: "Where's your English name?"
"Lucas," Simon said, "Lucas Lin Westeros."
"It seems, very different."
Simon smiled and said, "That's what an English name is. If it's too unusual, it might be regarded as the name of a kitten or puppy."
Chen Qing hummed in agreement, stroking her belly, looking forward to it even more, but she stopped talking and turned to the documents the man was looking at, and said: "I gave up 30% of the shares. It still hurts to think about it now, but what happens next?" There will definitely be no more trouble. In addition, the merger between Lenovo and Excellence has been approved internally and will be approved soon. I have to say that the boss’s idea is more correct. In China, we only take what we can get. a share.”
Simon happened to turn to the detailed files of some names involved behind the scenes of the relevant equity. After just browsing them briefly, he was basically sure that there would be no trouble in the future. He also warned: "Regarding the profit sharing matter, don't press too hard. , according to the shareholding ratio, it will be whatever it is."
"I remember."
"Also, if something happens in the future, the relevant equity should not be handed over to the upper management in China," Simon continued: "However, we must not let go of control, otherwise, the entire company will be completely destroyed. give up."
Chen Qing nodded again.
In fact, I know that my boss’s original idea was to allocate part of the state-owned assets to China.
It's just that this may be the most beneficial to the Chinese country, and anyone with a little bit of brains will definitely understand it. However, the problem is, how can the country's money be as profitable as one's own money
Chen Qing thought this, and then said: "Also, no one has any objections to the listing, and they hope to be listed in the United States."
Of course Simon had no problem with choosing the United States. Maybe he thought the sky was high and the emperor was far away here, but the other side of the ocean was completely his own territory. Although he didn't plan to do anything, he just pretended that he didn't have these shares, but what he really wanted to do was extremely convenient: "Then do it as soon as possible, before this bull market in technology stocks ends."
Chen Qing agreed again.
Simon thought of the association and excellence just now, paused, but still didn't say anything. After all, Lenovo's line can definitely be run well with Nizi's skill in his arms. He doesn't need to explain anything in particular. Moreover, based on Simon's current position, Lenovo's line is certainly very lovable.
Chen Qing watched as her boss flipped through the documents in his hand and replaced it with an internal document about China's upcoming restart of the insurance industry. She couldn't help but ask, "Boss, I discovered something."
"Um?"
"As for Asu, Paradise Online is obviously very popular, so why doesn't anyone ask her for equity?"
Simon smiled and slid his hand down to stroke Chen Qing's belly: "Because of this."
Chen Qing was pointed out by her boss and she immediately reacted.
Because Lin Su has a child.
It's so simple.
Come to think of it, Simon's favorable impression of China is a relationship that the upper management of the authorities cares about very much. Under this background, no matter how stupid those people are, they would not dare to rashly steal the things of Lin Su and his son, otherwise they will look too bullying.
Is Simon Westeros easy to bully
Of course it's impossible.
If this makes your boss have a bad feeling about China, it will be more than worth the loss, and many people will even be unlucky.
In comparison, over in Suzhou, although everyone is well aware of the capital behind the scenes, 'business' is just 'business'. Regardless of whether he agrees or refuses, Simon Westeros will not come to him because of such a trivial matter. Go to war, otherwise it will appear too lackluster.
After thinking about this, Chen Qing suddenly felt aggrieved: "Boss, I also want to have a baby."
Simon smiled and reassured: "There will be."