Before Jian Hang could reply, Qin Moling's news came in again: [I forgot to serve you soup, you serve it yourself, the soup nourishes the stomach, and you have to drink it if you don't like it.]
Qin Moling: [I'm at the door, you go to serve the soup now.]
It was the rush hour for eating, and there was an endless stream of people coming in and out. Passing through the crowded crowd, she saw that tall and handsome figure from the cracks in the crowd.
Qin Moling didn't go back to the cafeteria to serve her soup, which seemed very deliberate to outsiders. He didn't want his concern for her to be a show in the eyes of others.
The soup in the cafeteria was not to Jian Hang's liking, but she still went to fill a bowl. Qin Moling has been paying attention to her diet these days, no matter how much soup she doesn't like, she drank a few sips for the sake of her health.
After drinking, go back to Qin Moling: [Husband, I drank half a bowl, you go to eat.]
She asked him: [Which cafeteria will I eat tomorrow? The first canteen, or the canteen you often go to?]
Qin Moling replied to her while walking: [You can go wherever you want.]
Jian Hang put down his phone and started to eat, his eyes were on the watch longer than on the food.
The little girls at the nearby table were whispering, she was so absorbed in admiring her watch that she had no time to pay attention to other people.
Back at the office, Jian Hang logged on to the official website of this watch and saw the price, which was more expensive than the diamond ring in her hand. She guessed that this pair of watches was expensive, but she didn't expect it to be so expensive.
She forked the page, didn't play games today, and ordered a cup of coffee online.
Lin Xiao has been waiting for Little Olive to go online every day these days. This is the only joy in his dark life.
Lin Xiao quit the game, after much deliberation, he had to tell Jian Hang in advance that he applied for the job at Le Meng only "by necessity", so don't think that he couldn't do without her.
He sent a screenshot of the news that his parents had frozen all his bank cards to Jian Hang: [Boss, I resigned from Yin Lin today, and the resignation report has been sent to Tan Yan, waiting for his approval.]
Jian Hang: [Don't rush to call the boss, it's hard to say whether you can apply for Le Meng.]
Lin Xiao was almost blown apart, [If I can't apply for a public relations position, I...]It's really looking at people through the cracks of the door, seeing him flat.
Lin Xiao was dumbfounded. Didn't he be asked to apply for a public relations position? [What's the meaning?]
Jian Hang: [The marketing department lacks a planning supervisor. If you think you can do it, try it, if you think you can't, just stay in Yin Lin. You are going to Yin Lin with the project, Tan Fen will not embarrass you.]
Lin Xiao didn't want to mention Tan Fen. In Tan Fen's eyes, he was a fool waiting to die and was worthless.
It's just... the position of planning supervisor made him retreat.
From childhood to adulthood, his highest title was when he was a group leader for two weeks in the first year of elementary school, and he specialized in sending and receiving homework. Later, once, I was playing crazy and forgot to collect my homework, and the team leader was removed.
Let him be the planning supervisor now, he has no idea.
I am usually controlled by others, and I am used to being controlled by others, so why let him manage others, he will not.
But he really doesn't want to stay in Yin Lin anymore, the feeling of being ignored is really fucking uncomfortable.
Putting the phone aside, Lin Xiao sat up straight and turned on the computer to make a resume.
Jian Hang waited for a few minutes, but did not wait for the news of Lin Xiao's complaint.
She unconsciously looked at her watch again. A phone call came in, and the coffee she ordered would be delivered immediately.
Jian Hang: "Send it to the forty-sixth floor, Mr. Qin will take it."
Five minutes later, Qin Moling received a cup of iced coffee.
Jian Hang: [I used to interfere with your lunch break.]
Qin Moling wanted to see her, so he said: [It doesn't matter.]
Jian Hang suddenly wanted to see him too, [Didn't you say that you would often come to accompany me during lunch break?]
Qin Moling explained: [I went, it will affect your playing games.]
Jian Hang replied to him with the words he just said: [It doesn't affect.]She added: [I won't play games at noon today.]
Qin Moling: [I'll go there now.]
He took the coffee cup, closed the office door and left.
Jian Hang put down his cell phone, took the cosmetic bag to the bathroom to touch up his makeup, and arranged his clothes and hair by the way.
After touching up the makeup, there was a knock on the door.
"Boss Jian." Qin Moling's voice.
Jian Hang walked out quickly, "Come in."
Qin Moling came in and closed the door today.
The two of them didn't sit down, Qin Moling leaned against her desk, and she leaned in front of him.
Jian Hang put his hands on his shoulders, "Aren't you sleepy if you don't take a nap?"
Qin Moling raised the coffee cup in his hand, "Here's this." He said, and took a sip.
Jian Hang forgot when was the last time he drank coffee, and almost forgot the taste of coffee, "give me a sip."
Qin Moling looked at her, "Drink when your stomach is well."
"It's long overdue."
"Cook it for a while longer." Qin Moling refused to let her drink it, "This is iced coffee." He couldn't help but indulge, "I'll make it for you when I get home."
Jian Hang looked at him for a few seconds, then she leaned forward and kissed him on his Adam's apple.
Qin Moling held his breath, and after a while, his breathing became smooth.
He took a sip of his coffee, bowed his head, and fed her the coffee.
Lips pressed together, the coffee was in her mouth.
At that moment, Jian Hang's heart skipped a beat.
They used the same cup, sipped the rim of the same cup, and kissed deeply countless times, but it was completely different from feeding coffee lip-to-lip.
The aroma of coffee today, the rose petals on the bed in the town of Oia, and the aroma of cherry blossom essential oil on the washstand in the bathroom of the master bedroom all make the room charming.
Jian Hang didn't taste the coffee, but said: "Not bad."
Qin Moling took over the words: "From now on, order me a cup every week. Next time, you can give it to me yourself." He turned to ask: "Did you like the watch? If you don't like it, you can order it."
"No need to customize, I think this one is expensive." Jian Hang joked: "Where is the small treasury?"
Qin Moling replied seriously: "I have five cards. I gave you four before, but I kept one." He said, "The little treasury is also spent on you."
Jian Hang raised his head slightly, and he kissed him down.
The two hugged tightly.
This is the office, Qin Moling restrained himself.
Before leaving, he warned: "Go back early after get off work."
Even though Jian Hang's menstrual period passed last night, he still endured it for one more night.
At five o'clock, Jian Hang got off work on time.
In Le Meng, she is the first one to get off work.
On the way, she received a voice message from Liao Yongmei: "I have carefully sorted out the files and materials of all the personnel in the four departments. The marketing department has the most problems. Zhou Yi was the marketing director of the four departments, and no one was convinced."
"How should I put it, if he competes for the job, he can also compete for the job as the marketing director. It is because of his family background that he was directly airborne, and there is no standing behind him. It makes people feel that his lack of ability is due to his family relationship."
Liao Yongmei commented objectively: "Actually, his ability is not bad."
"Maybe it's because he was airborne by his relationship. He lacked confidence in managing the marketing team, which caused the marketing department to be sloppy. Unlike Zheng Yanshu, who is not angry and arrogant, everyone in the sales department is afraid of him."
After listening to these voice messages, Jian Hang replied: "How to arrange the personnel in the marketing department and how to transfer the positions, you can figure it out. You adjust it, and I will let Zhou Yi execute it."
Liao Yongmei: "I'd better discuss it with you. If you think there is no problem, I will come up with a specific plan after a decision is made."
Jian Hang: "You don't need to discuss with me. You make the decision, and I'll let people execute it. The core management team must be decided by myself. Other departments will hire people. You are more professional than me."
Liao Yongmei didn't belittle herself any more, and simply said: "Okay. Next week at the latest, I will give you a plan." She suddenly found the sense of presence in the workplace again.
When he got home, Jian Hang did not turn on the computer to work overtime, but took a watering can to water all the green plants and roses in the house.
It was almost seven o'clock, Qin Moling's car drove into the yard.
Jian Hang was watering roses on the balcony on the second floor, leaning on the edge of the terrace to watch him.
Qin Moling raised his head, "You don't need to come down, I'll go upstairs."
Stepping up the stairs, Qin Moling unbuttoned his shirt, went up to the second floor, and turned to the second bedroom.
Jian Hang took a shower at about the same time as him, she was drying her hair, and he came from the second bedroom, holding his men's watch in his hand.
Jian Hang's watch was on his wrist, and he put it on again after taking a shower.
Qin Moling scanned the watch on her wrist, and he put it on again, putting it on his right hand.
It wasn't until he got on the bed that Jian Hang realized why Qin Moling wore the watch on his right hand. Because she was facing him, his right hand happened to hold her left hand.
Jian Hang looked at the person above, he clasped his fingers tightly with her, and her hands were pressed on both sides of the pillow by him.
People are stuck together, holding hands together, and the chains of the two watches are constantly rubbing.
Jian Hang was worried, and said intermittently: "The watch chain...was worn out."
Qin Moling: "It's okay. This bracelet is made of special material."
He leaned over and kissed her.
The next morning, Jian Hang almost didn't get up.
We haven't been together for almost a week, and it took him three times last night before he was full.
Facing the mirror and arranging his clothes, Jian Hang saw a hickey on Qin Moling's sucking under the collarbone.
He never left traces in front of her. Last night, he left this bite on purpose and sucked there several times.
Jian Hang took off his T-shirt, found a shirt from the closet and changed it on to block the hickey.
Take your watch and go downstairs to eat.
Before Qin Moling left, he made coffee in the morning and gave her one-third of it.
"Mr. Qin, morning."
"Mmm. Morning." Last night, she called Boss Qin from under him, and now Qin Moling has no objection to her calling him Boss Qin at home.
He turned to look at her, today she was not wearing overalls, but a snow blue shirt with white high-waisted pants.
Qin Moling remembered that they had dinner together at noon today.
He looked down at the white shirt on his body. The material was different from the overalls shirt, but it looked like he was wearing overalls.
Jian Hang took a sip of his coffee and lived half of his life. Some time ago, I couldn't drink coffee, couldn't play games, and almost died.
After breakfast, she put down her chopsticks, drank coffee slowly and waited for Qin Moling.
Qin Moling said: "You go after eating, I have something to do upstairs."
Jian Hang: "..."
There happened to be a regular meeting today, so she went directly to the company after drinking coffee.
The dealer's affairs are basically going in the direction she expected, and the letter of closing the account is sent to each one, which invisibly forces them again.
Mr. Luo of Jiangcheng temporarily blocked the dealer group, and Mr. Zhao, the owner of the group, complained in the group whenever he was free these two days, saying that he was being used by Jian Hang.
Jian Hang was the first one who dared to use him.
Mr. Zhao has been the general distributor of Lemeng for more than 20 years, and earned his first pot of gold from Lemeng. He has a long-term vision and is good at management. Now he has many industrial companies under his banner, and his strength ranks first in Suzhou City.
Everyone else is supporting him, only Jian Hang is the first to shut down his account in a blatant way to save his face.
Mr. Luo, like Mr. Zhao, doesn't care whether Sibu's products can make money this year. For them, the future market potential of Sibu's gas drinks is worth a gamble.
At the beginning, Erbu had a new drink, and they took a gamble. Unexpectedly, that summer, Erbu's new drink became a hit in the market and was once out of stock.
At that time, the largest distributor of Le Meng made a profit of nearly 80 million.
Mr. Luo decided to continue acting as an agent of Sibu's products, and he called Zheng Yanshu just after working hours.
"I just came back from a business trip, and I heard that my account will be closed. What do you mean?"
Zheng Yanshu: "Did Mr. Luo see the letter?"
President Luo: "..."
The letter was sent directly to his mobile phone, and another copy was sent to his mailbox.
I really can't open my eyes and talk nonsense, saying that I didn't see it.
"I see. I don't understand what it means."
Zheng Yanshu is well aware that Mr. Luo made the phone call today because he has decided to represent Sibu's products, as long as Sibu's conditions are not too harsh.
"Mr. Luo, the money transferred to the account is the payment for next year's new products."
"Half a year's payment, you can figure it out."
Zheng Yanshu was straightforward: "Because the contract can no longer restrict whether you will make payment at that time." It is useless to sign the distribution contract. They will not make payment at that time, and they will delay closing the account, which will affect the market next year.
Boss Luo frowned. This Zheng Yanshu has changed his boss now, and his words have also turned upside down. Even Zhong Yanyue from the second part didn't dare to speak to him in this tone.
Sure enough, the one who is close to the ink is black.
"It's unrealistic to pay half a year's payment. We have cooperated with Le Meng for more than ten years, and we all trust each other. The four of you are doing this to chill our hearts. At most, one month's payment can be made, and no more."
Zheng Yanshu wanted to win more bargaining chips, so that it would be much easier to negotiate terms with the 419 dealers.
He did not hesitate to hurt himself: "Mr. Luo, you should know what kind of life I am living now."
Mr. Luo sighed, "I understand."
Mr. Zhao from Sucheng was almost driven mad by Jian Hang, and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night to send messages in the group. Do you care about earning less than the millions of four movies? no. That few million is not enough to buy a car. But when Jian Hang trampled on his face, it was not a matter of money.
After losing face, he desperately tried to save his respect.
Zheng Yanshu: "I can't explain the one-month payment to Boss Jian."
Mr. Luo didn't reply, he was thinking about it.
In fact, the money was deposited into his own account in advance, and the bank temporarily froze this part of the money according to the agreement between him and Le Meng.
In January next year, when the new product is launched, the payment will be unfrozen and transferred to Lemeng's account.
The funds are absolutely safe, but the payment for two months is required.
I didn't complete the task of the fourth department before, not because I didn't want to press the payment or inventory.
Mr. Luo thought for a moment, then gave in, "I'll give you two months' payment, and I'll say three months to the outside world. In this case, other dealers will naturally give you three months' payment. I know it's not easy for you. , I'll get Mr. Zhao back for you again. Is this sincere enough?"
Zheng Yanshu: "..." He didn't expect Mr. Luo to agree to pay for the goods for two months so readily, and also to help bring the largest distributor back.
It seems that they were all scared out of psychological shadow by Jian Hang.
"Mr. Luo, thank you for your support. I can't give you an answer yet. I will report to Mr. Jian and see what she means. I will try my best to help you."
"...No," Mr. Luo was surprised, "You don't have any authority now?"
Zheng Yanshu remained silent, but in fact he was too lazy to speak, pretending to be mysterious.
Mr. Luo thought he had acquiesced, and sighed: "Brother, it's not easy for you to live under such a leader every day."
Zheng Yanshu: "..."
After finishing the call, Zheng Yanshu went to report to Jian Hang.
Mr. Luo was willing to take the lead in paying the payment, and he was willing to pay for the goods for two months, which was unexpected and reasonable. After Jian Hang heard this, his expression did not fluctuate, "Okay, then sign him the agency right for next year. "
With the payment for the goods, next year's new products will be launched smoothly.
Jian Hang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally took the first step steadily.
She informed: "There will be a meeting at ten o'clock."
There are dealers and payment for goods, but there are no new products.
Jian Hang took eight bottles of soda, one for each participant, "Taste carefully and tell us about the taste."
Zheng Yanshu pushed the soda drink away, "You don't need to taste it, I've drank countless bottles, you think there are too many bubbles, and you want to improve the taste, don't you?"
Jian Hang nodded, "Yes."
She added: "Some people think the air bubbles are just right, but most people think there are too many air bubbles."
Zheng Yanshu kindly reminded: "Mr. Jian, closing accounts is a matter of our four departments, but research and development is a matter of the company level, and it is also the bottom line of Mr. Qin."
Zhou Yi launched the game, and Jian Hang was so angry that he didn't want to work these days. But playing games at the meeting, even he himself could not bear this kind of behavior.
He stood still, waiting to be killed and out of the game.
"If you want to improve the taste of the company, don't dream." He sat up straight, "The head of the R&D department, Ji Xianggu, is an old man with a strange personality and a big temper. Le Meng has been established for more than 20 years, and all the hot products are developed by him. Come out, Le Meng has been unstoppable for more than 20 years and has led the trend of the beverage industry. He has contributed a lot. Even Qin Dong and Mr. Qin's third uncle let him go and respect him very much. You still want to question his products. What did you say you want to do?"
He glanced at Zheng Yanshu who was diagonally opposite, "The products of the second part are also developed by Mr. Ji's team. They are still selling well. If the products fail to sell, they don't look for the reasons themselves, but blame the products. This is typical. , I can’t sleep because the bed is crooked.”
Jian Hang stopped Zheng Yanshu with his eyes, and if he dared to quarrel with Zhou Yi again at the meeting, she would attack the sales department.
Zheng Yanshu was full of anger and endured it.
Jian Hang turned his gaze to Zhou Yi, and pointed his chin at his mobile phone, "I was abused after only two minutes since I went online? No way."
Zhou Yi: "..."
He couldn't bear it anymore: "Boss Jian, I won't be playing with my mobile phone in meetings from now on, please don't make fun of me with games!"
Jian Hang smiled: "Yes. Add one more, and you are not allowed to sneer at anyone. Otherwise, you will be demoted to the deputy director. At that time, Mr. Zheng will also serve as the director of your marketing department. You don't need to do any work, just supervise your work. "
Zhou Yi: "..."
I was so angry that I wanted to throw my phone.
The meeting lasted another half hour.
"The meeting is over." Jian Hang motioned to Zheng Yanshu: "Come out with me to the market."
Zheng Yanshu asked, "Whose car do you drive?"
Jian Hang: "Drive my car."
She changed her clothes today to make it easier to walk to the market.
Jian Hang sent a message to Qin Moling: [I have a field trip today, so I may not be able to make it back in time. You can have lunch with Vice President Wu.]
Qin Moling: [Don't be too tired.]
He looked at the black shirt on his body. Before going out in the morning, he went upstairs to change the shirt. She was not wearing work clothes, so he also changed one on purpose.
It turned out that she changed clothes to go out to work.
Secretary Gao knocked on the door and came in, "Boss Qin, the cup you ordered has arrived." She put the cup on the corner of the table.
It's two identical glasses.
Qin Moling nodded and explained her work: "Next Monday, we will inform the R&D center to attend the regular executive meeting. After the sales data for June comes out, let each department collect the data of new products and feed it back to the R&D center as soon as possible."
Secretary Gao took out his mobile phone, opened the memo and took a quick note.
"The Fourth Department successfully asked the dealer to pay the money to the account in advance, notified the chief financial officer, and arranged for a special person to deal with the matter with the Fourth Department."
"Notify the director of personnel, sign a confidentiality agreement with everyone in the finance department, and let the legal counsel draw up the contract."
Qin Moling thought about it, and had nothing else to add.
Secretary Gao recorded, "I'll notify you immediately."
Of the two cups at the corner of the table, Qin Moling randomly picked one for his own use, and put the other away, and gave it to Jian Hang after the regular meeting next Monday.
"Prepare some more gifts, such as watches and water glasses." He asked Secretary Gao.
A watch, a drinking glass, a gift like this
Secretary Gao sifts through the information and understands that it is a couple item suitable for him and Jian Hang, "I'll go back and make a list, and I'll bring it to you to choose."
Qin Moling nodded and let her go to work.
At eleven forty, he went to the restaurant alone for dinner.
At 11:41, Lin Xiao looked at his watch anxiously, not waiting for his interview.
I submitted my resume yesterday, and today I received an interview notice. I thought it was safe, and went to Lemeng's HR department to see, oh, hundreds of people came to interview for different positions.
Waiting from nine o'clock until now.
After waiting another two minutes, he was finally called.
Lin Xiao went in with a personnel assistant, secretly encouraging himself.
I thought there were several interviewers, but when I opened the door, there was only one.
After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Lin Xiao froze.
Mrs. Gao
Liao Yongmei was slightly taken aback when she saw the person.
Obviously, Mrs. Gao also recognized him.
Lin Xiao will never forget the scene at the door of Jian Hang's office a few months ago, when the security guard almost couldn't stop scolding mad Mrs. Gao. At that time, maybe only Thaks in the whole company believed that Jian Hang was not a mistress. Because his parents sometimes wanted to help Jian Hang, but Jian Hang refused.
Relying on his height advantage, he almost dragged Mrs. Gao outside Yin Lin's door. At that time, he yelled at Mrs. Gao: She doesn't even like Qin Moling. No matter how blind she is, she can't possibly like your husband so much Old man!
Mrs. Gao completely lost her mind at the time and wanted to catch him when she came up. Fortunately, he jumped fast and was not caught in the face.
After that, several security guards came and took Mrs. Gao away.
After Mrs. Gao left, he went downstairs to buy coffee to calm his shock. He was glad that his face was not scratched by Mrs. Gao, and he even bragged with the little lady at the cash register for a while.
As a result, he was late for the meeting and was almost locked out of the meeting room by Jian Hang.
Liao Yongmei said politely, "Sit."
Lin Xiao came back to his senses, "Thank you." Sitting down was even more painful, like sitting on pins and needles, he wanted to cover his face with his forehead, and he didn't want to face Liao Yongmei.
Who would have thought that one day, he would fall into Liao Yongmei's hands.
Who can the sky spare. His career has not yet taken off, and he is about to be clicked.