Qianmai arrived at the office, sat down in his seat, and soon received a call from Lin Li to inform the meeting.
At the meeting, Lin Li's speech was very inciting. In addition to introducing the latest fabric information and the consumer market survey report provided by the marketing department, she also introduced the success of the first batch of orders held in August, and at the same time, the competitor Huayang "Xueyan" down jacket products The shortcomings are exposed and analyzed one by one. The main purpose of today's meeting is to boost morale, and her speech really inspired the enthusiasm of the design team.
However, the actual situation is not as optimistic as Lin Li said.
Huayang "Xueyan" down jacket was established in the late 1980s. His market brand influence is deeply rooted, and it has already collected cooperation orders from many well-known hypermarkets in East China. Moreover, "Xueyan" down jacket products have an excellent reputation and popularity background in the market. With the approach of the 2008 Beijing Olympics, their sports down jackets have become the new favorites in the market. Ms. Yao Xueyan, the chairman of their company, has been dubbed the title of "Strong Woman" by countless media, and is an excellent example of self-reliance and hard work in the eyes of female consumers.
Although "Avril" has a higher reputation and market share in foreign trade, and its products are more cost-effective, because it entered the down jacket industry relatively late, its popularity is far less than "Snow Goose". At present, most of the target customers of "Avril" in East China have maintained a good cooperative relationship with "Xueyan" for a long time, and they will not easily change their decision for a while. This is also the cause of "Avril" down jacket. One of the reasons why the domestic market is difficult to open.
Although he may not fully believe Lin Li's words, Qianmai's enthusiasm is still very high. Just now, Lin Li officially announced that the second batch of "Avigil" orders will be held in late September. As early as when signing the contract, Nan Chunming said that he hoped that the down jacket designed by Qianmai could catch up with the second batch of orders, and this will be the first time Qianmai named his design work in "Avril". .
Of course, behind her, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at the first work of her "airborne character".
For whatever reason, after the meeting, Qianmai took full enthusiasm into drawing design and finished product production.
Busy days always pass very fast, and it's Friday in a blink of an eye.
These days, Nan Weiwei still has no news, and even Peng Chen has disappeared from the world. I am used to reading his e-mail every day, and now I suddenly cut off the news. Apart from worry, I also feel a little lost and unaccustomed. It seems that the beautiful and complete puzzle has suddenly lost a very important piece.
The night outside the window faded. Although the off-duty time has already passed, the design department of Avril's company is still brightly lit, and many people automatically stay in the company to work overtime.
Just now, Qianmai received a text message from his sister, Qian Xiaomo, saying that she would stay at school with her classmates this weekend and complete a research report together so that she would not wait for the door. So, she didn't want to go home too early, so she simply stayed at the company and started the evening shift.
Outside, looking through the glass door, her assistant Ouyang Xuan was lying on the back of her chair and flipping through a book. After working together for a few weeks, I can still be considered a more casual and easy-to-talk person.
The internal phone rang, and Ouyang Xuan reached out and picked up the microphone. There was a gentle voice from Qianmai: "Ouyang, this weekend, you should get off work first. I'll take a taxi and go by myself."
"No need. The chairman confessed that he must safely send you home every day."
Qianmai wanted to say something, but the phone rang untimely. Through the glass door, Ouyang Xuan gestured to her to answer the phone first, and then hung up the phone first.
Qian Mai turned on the phone and saw that it was his cousin Yang Gongjian's call. He hurriedly picked up the call, but what came out was an unfamiliar and rough voice.
"Are you Yang Gongjian's younger sister?" the person on the other end of the phone asked.
"Yes."
"Your brother is drunk, come and take him back. Jiangbei RM22 BAR."
The cousin can drink, Qian Mai knows, but he is not addicted to alcohol, and has never been drunk. Although it was strange, he agreed. After hurriedly cleaning up the desktop, he hurried back to Jiangbei.
Neon lights flicker, music is constant, and there is a lively scene in the bar.
When Qianmai found the private room on the third floor that the caller said, a dozen men and women were pushing cups and changing cups, and Yang Gongjian sitting on the west side was refreshing, with a smile on his face. Seeing Qianmai coming in, I checked her dress, put down the wine glass in her hand and pulled her to sit down, and asked, "I came directly from the office? Have you had dinner?"
Qianmai nodded and said "yes", not in a hurry to find out what was going on.
Yang Gongjian heard this, and while pushing the platter of fruits over, he joked inwardly: "Nan Haoran, your company can make too much money, do you want my sister to increase the evening shift for this small weekend?"
The people in the private room all chuckled. Qian Mai was shocked all over, turned slightly to the side and looked inside. As expected, Mr. Bingshan Nan Haoran of "Avril" sat in the corner. At this moment, he was talking in a low voice with a young gentleman next to him, with a glass of red wine in his hand, and his eyes were not as sharp as when he was in the company. Seeing that the person coming in was an employee of the company, I couldn't help but startled slightly, but he quickly recovered his expression.
The two of them looked over here, Qian Mai smiled and greeted him, which was regarded as a greeting. Looking back, he couldn't help but glared at the okay Yang Gongjian. Didn't you trouble me
However, Yang Gongjian smiled hesitantly.
"Gongjian, your sister is not good, huh? On the first floor of the bar, I just find dozens of them." The man who spoke was wearing a black vest, he was big in height, and he was very muscular. Tattoos, hair is very long, tied up from the back of the head, either from the underworld or from the art. Qianmai subconsciously classified him as a triad, and he knew it was the call he had just made when he heard his thick voice.
Everyone is happy. This remark made Qian Mai's heart a little uncomfortable. Seeing that Yang Gongjian was about to get up and settle accounts with the man, he hurriedly stopped, sneered and said: "Brother, don't be angry. Just like him, the bathroom on the first floor, I just want to There are dozens of them at once."
There was a roaring noise in the private room, Yang Gongjian laughed loudest, not annoyed, and patted Qianmai on the shoulder with relief. Even Nan Haoran and the gentle man on the inside curled their lower lips slightly.
As soon as he said the words, Qianmai felt a little regretful. This was too harsh, not to mention that she didn't know anyone in the room. She was worried about the boss in the corner, and she shouldn't say that either.
Qianmai thinks that although a muscular man will not turn into anger from anger, he will definitely turn into a jealous one. But he didn't expect him to froze for a while, then laughed, took a cup and sat next to him and said, "Sister, are you angry? I am teasing you. I didn't expect you to have such a personality... I like it. We Jintian people It's time to talk like this, don't be like the'iceberg' in the corner, whizzing and sassy all day long."
When the muscular man said this, Qianmai was even more restless. As if seeing her embarrassment, the two women on the opposite side smiled kindly at her. One of the women with delicate makeup also said: "Don't mind Lin Feng, this person is cheap, and some of our female classmates will be lost by him every once in a while. You may not know that Yang Gongjian often mentions your Yang family. Sisters, you’re so arrogant in our class. At this gathering, when we talked about it, we wanted to meet."
"Yes, your brother Yang Gongjian's reputation as a'sister control' is well-known in our class. We brought rice and noodles for a picnic in the third year of the junior high school. The beautiful girl at home. But your sister is really interesting. I still remember her name as'beautiful'. If it's not too late today, I really want to see her again." A wavy hairstyle The woman followed.
Qian Mai was relieved and smiled friendly at the two women.
Here, Lin Feng has already poured some red wine in a new glass and handed it to Qianmai, a familiar look that the two have known for many years, and said: "Sister, let's have a drink. Brother is a photographer, and you will be here in the future." Come'Noda', I promise to shoot you beautifully."
Unexpectedly, this person even started an advertisement on the spot. Qian Mai was amused. He once again caught a glimpse of his long hair and tattoos. Peng Chen's profound and handsome facial features could not help but appeared in his mind. He also likes to take pictures. Why does he have that? It's so bookish.
In a daze, Yang Gongjian touched her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?" Seeing Qianmai, he nodded his head almost invisibly, and said, "I have to toast a glass of wine before leaving."
After that, Yang Gongjian pulled Qianmai to get up, and said loudly to the people in the private room: "Everyone, my sister has been studying abroad all year round, and she just returned to Huayang in the second half of the year. She is unfamiliar with her place. Please take care of her in the future. Her name is Qianmai, remember, the wheat in the May wheat field."
Qianmai Yiyan, toasted a glass of people present, and chatted with the two beautiful sisters for a while, and after half an hour, the people in the private room also recognized it. Although she was out of society only two years before her, the job titles written on the business cards were all resounding.
After sitting for a few minutes, Qianmai came out with excuses. Going to the bar is a private matter, so when she just walked in, she asked Ouyang Xuan to drive away. So now, she is the only one standing in front of the bar, breathing in fresh air, even though the weather in Huayang night in September is still very hot, even the air is warm.
Yang Gongjian also came out, standing aside and asking amusedly: "It makes you so uncomfortable inside?"
"Nonsense! Can you still eat, drink and have fun in front of your boss?"
"It's okay. Nan Haoran is a bit'cold', and other aspects are quite easy-going. I think the company is so big, you don't know each other, so I want to find a chance to let him cover you."
Are you trying to hurt me? Latent wheat belly defamation. My cousin certainly didn't know that Nan Haoran had an "Iron-faced Yama" in "Avril". Although getting along with each other not long ago, it is certain that there is absolutely no trace of "easy-going" in this person. Thinking of this, Qian Maimai couldn't help but gossip, and asked: "Brother, are you really junior high school classmates? The first time I saw him, I thought he was 30 years away?"
Yang Gongjian seemed to be very helpful when he heard this, and laughed loudly: "Bingberg's face shows his old chants. Otherwise, how could the ancestors say,'Laugh, smile for ten years'."
After hearing this, Qianmai was amused, walked down the steps, waved to Yang Gongjian and said, "Brother, go in and play, I will go home first."
"I'll see you." Yang Gongjian caught up in a big stride, looking for a taxi back and forth.
"No, it's not a few steps to Yanboyuan from here. I want to walk by myself and spend a day in the air-conditioned room. I feel uncomfortable and want to sweat and blow the hair."
"Then let's go." As he said, Yang Gongjian pulled Qianmai onto the sidewalk.
On the lakeside road at night, there are many people who are shaking paper fans out to enjoy the cool. Although it is not like the feasting and feasting of Jiangnan streets, there is also a taste of quiet time. Occasionally, there will be a wave of ripples on the lake, swaying the willow silk, bringing a cool natural wind to people.
The two walked slowly along the lake bank, Yang Gongjian kept greeting each other, and unexpectedly ran into a dozen acquaintances. Qian Mai thought, this is also a big difference between a big city and a small mountain town.
"Mai, what do you think of Zheng Yizhao?" Seeing his cousin's face full of puzzlement, Yang Gongjian added: "It's the one who is sitting next to Nan Haoran and wearing glasses."
"What's it like?" Qianmai's alarm bell slammed.
"Hey, if you are interested, how about my brother giving you a line?"
"This is what your drunkard meant? That's how you were carrying your friends and sister on your back, crackling and planning to take it?" Qian Mai gave a squint at his cousin.
Seeing the gloomy face of his cousin, Yang Gongjian hurriedly dismissed it and said, "No. A few days ago, Zheng Yizhao came to my house to play and saw the ink painting you gave me in the study, and he sighed that she was not a lady with Huizhi Lanxin. I couldn’t draw it. When I was proud, I said that my sister painted it. He said that he wanted to meet, I think the other person is good, you should be able to get along, so I called you over at today’s party, so many people are not embarrassed. …"
Cousin, you are really frank. Poor Lin Feng was used as a gun. Thinking about it this way, Qianmai no longer hates the "underworld" so much. He sighed secretly and said sternly: "Brother, this is the end of the matter! I am not interested in your classmates, and now I almost forget what they look like."
"It can be seen. From the time you entered the door, you have been distracted. Look at Lin Feng's expression, as if you look at a fly. Somehow, he is Huayang's leading photographer. Zheng Yizhao is polite and looks like nothing to say. Well, they work well and have a better family background. If you don’t even like him, you will be thundered to death by your uncle and aunt in the future..."
"What do you say?"
"Yesterday, I helped my sister-in-law go to school to pick Meili home. She took me to talk for a long time. She said that she and Wushu both had a favorite candidate, and I was waiting to arrange the time for you. I have both of them. Know. One is the future bureaucracy, who speaks and does things cautiously and ambiguously, and makes you think about it for a day or two if you put on an expression; the other is the future homeowner, a wise kindergarten teacher, who cooks, washes, and takes care of children. Legend has it She can also mopping the floor with wax. My aunt likes it so much, she says she is a decathlon..."
Yang Gongjian spoke vividly, and Qian Mai laughed like a story.
"Don't laugh. I tell you from the experience of people who have passed by. Don't underestimate the enthusiasm of adults. When I graduated, they were also sent out, even the fourth uncles and aunts from abroad got together."
"The situation is different, you are the long-term grandson of the Yang family."
To Qian Mai Mai, Yang Gongjian waved his hand, the topic changed, and returned to the original point: "So, you should consider Zheng Yizhao again. When I came out, he asked me for a phone number, but I didn't give it. You If you want to agree, I will give it to him again. My brother uses his head to assure you that he is of good character."
"How many heads do you have?" Qianmai asked with a smile.
Yang Gongjian smiled too, and couldn't help but patted his cousin's shoulder a few times: "I have no conscience. I helped you because of the friendship when we went to the house together and was beaten and had no food when we were young. . Do you think I’m full and have nothing to do?"
"I'm so touched that I want to cry... "Little Slingshot", you are so kind to me..." Qianmai smiled hippiely, regardless of the suit she was wearing, and took her cousin's arms and arms to act coquettishly.
"Don't call me a nickname." Yang Gongjian became angry with embarrassment, but did not push Qianmai, pretending to be angry, and said in a vicious voice: "Give me a definite answer."
Qianmai knew what he was referring to, and shook his head resolutely: "No!"
"I need a reason!"
"They are so fake, their eyes are like the still water in the back door of Luodian's hometown. They are muddy and can't be seen to the bottom, let alone the intestines bend a few times.
"Stupid girl. Do you think that people who are out of society will be as simple as school? They are businessmen, well-tested, fierce, and open-minded businessmen."
"Nonsense!" Regarding his cousin's statement, Qianmai disapproved: "A businessman I know is not like that. He is very gentle and careful, and his eyes are very deep, but he is like a pool of water in the mountains, clean and clear. Let people see the bottom at a glance..."
"Mai, is there someone in your heart? So when you sit in front of someone as good as Zheng Yizhao, you don't even notice..." Yang Gongjian paused, his gentle eyes gradually sharpened, and he stared at Tang for a moment. Sister, refused to let go of a trace of facial expression.
Qianmai was taken aback. Feel free to recover, continue to play rascals, face slightly raised, eyes full of innocence: "Guess, guess, guess..."
The detective failed, and Yang Gongjian was also helpless to this strange cousin. Raise your foot and continue walking, the main gate of Yanboyuan Community is already in sight.
"You, if you have someone you like, take it home early. It saves those few people in the family messing around."
"Brother help me fix them, okay?"
"No. I will definitely not step into this muddy water." Yang Gongjian was very determined.
"A large-scale scroll ink painting, okay?" Qian Mai began to lure. She knew exactly what Yang Gongjian liked.
"No. I would rather demolish ten towers than destroy one of my friends." He immediately denied it, with a high-sounding reason.
"What about those two? 520cm×250cm" Qianmai did not hesitate to increase the bargaining chip.
"No. Uncles and aunts will blame me for a lifetime, and my father will kill me at all costs."
"Three! You love to help or not, it can't be more." Qian Mai almost roared out loudly, her cousin definitely took advantage of the fire and robbed him, she didn't believe that he was not moved.
"No!" Yang Gongjian also swore loudly, strongly resisting his shaking heart. Secretly prayed that his cousin would add another one, as long as he added another one, he would not hesitate to go through fire and water. Who said this cousin’s paintings are all met and unattainable. Many people who have seen it say that his three bedrooms and two halls are at most only a cottage, but now it is brilliant because of his cousin’s paintings. .
However, this time Qianmai did not meet his wishes. Instead, the conversation turned around and approached him, and whispered something irrelevant: "Brother, look! There is a man over there staring straight at me. I have such a high rate of turning back, and it's not that I can't marry him. Go out, why are you so anxious?"
"Where?" Yang Gongjian looked around alertly.
"Next to the silver-gray car." Qianmai didn't dare to use his fingers, and snorted slightly towards that side. Since childhood, she has always been very confident in her intuition. With such a strong gaze, no matter how narcissistic she is, she will never make a mistake.
Gradually approaching, Yang Gongli swept over there with his eyes "swish".
Sure enough, a young man wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers was leaning against a silver-gray car with fashionable and novel lines. With handsome eyebrows and a long body, such ordinary casual clothes can give out a breath of dust out of thin air. People have to appreciate it. He leaned on the car so casually, he could only think of one word, that is: "Excellent."
However, this young man's complexion was too awe-inspiring, his eyes were torch, focused and fierce, with aggression and hostility. He was very unhappy to be hated this way for no reason. With a big hand, he took Qianmai's shoulder and walked quickly towards the gate of the community.
"Don't come out at night from now on, just call me if you have to go out, you know?" Yang Gongjian asked.
"Yes." Qianmai responded, but the gaze behind him was so intense that it made people uneasy. He couldn't help but want to turn his head to take a look, but was turned back by Yang Gongjian's big palm.
Before taking two steps, the phone in Qianmai's handbag began to sing.
Then, without waiting for her to open her handbag and take her mobile phone, a depressed whisper came from behind: "Qianmai!" , Support the author, support genuine reading!)