Luo Ye glanced at Lin Wanyu from the corner of his eye—it was indeed a strategy for Fang Moran, who was impulsive and ignorant, and Liu Xinglong, who was invincible, to compete for the position of Minister of the Interior.
I have to say that Lin Wanyu is a very smart girl. If she finishes the Wharton School of Business and takes care of Dingxin next step under the protection of her father, she might grow into a very city and very capable businesswoman. But in fact, her father did not give her too much influence, she was still white as a piece of paper.
Luo Ye continued to look in the dark box in the office pretending to be careless. He heard Yang Qiushui ask Lin Wanyu timidly behind him: "Then who will be the Minister of Supervision?"
No one is suitable. Luo Ye pursed his lips.
Lin Wanyu sighed, "I plan to let Minister Zhang from the Ministry of Science and Technology take the post...but..."
Luo Ye sensed that Lin Wanyu was secretly looking in his direction.
Minister Zhang of the Ministry of Applied Science and Technology seems to be the most suitable candidate. He dared to stand up and support Lin Wanyu for the first time at the presidential election meeting. However, the Supervision Department has been turned into his own funhouse by Liu Xinglong’s color stick. The male employees of the People’s Republic of China are either relatives or those who slap Matuo’s wives and daughters; female employees have maintained an improper relationship with Liu Xinglong for many years. Therefore, the Minister of Supervision must be decisive and daring to kill everything. People who are all eliminated by qualified employees.
The person who can hold this post is definitely not the loyal and honest Minister Zhang.
"Luo Ye, you seem to have something to say?" Lin Wanyu still didn't hold back. "Do you think Minister Zhang is suitable?"
Asking a bodyguard as the president, it seems a bit... Luo Ye smiled: "As the saying goes, there is a green hill outside the mountain, and a brothel outside the building—"
Yang Qiushui laughed and interrupted him and said, "It's obviously the outer building of Qingshanlou outside the mountain, not the brothel!"
Lin Wanyu heard what Luo Ye was saying. She frowned and thought for a while, "Director Zhang is really not suitable to go to the brothel department-oh no, it's the Ministry of Supervision."
"Huh?" Yang Qiushui blinked in confusion, completely not sure what Luo Ye and Lin Wanyu were talking about.
Lin Wanyu lifted her forehead, "But except for Minister Zhang, there is no one on my hand... Forget it, let's let go of the position of the Minister of Supervision, and wait until I think about it."
"Okay." Yang Qiushui quickly made a mark on the memo, "Is there anything else to order? Miss Wan Yu?"
Lin Wanyu thought for a while, "No, go ahead and do it—remember, the two appointments should be exactly the same, just change the name."
Yang Qiushui nodded, but left in no hurry. She reminded: "Miss Wan Yu, there were two important calls before..."
"Oh," Lin Wanyu remembered. Yang Qiushui wanted to report to her when she first walked in. At that time, she was so upset that she put it aside. "What's all this?"
Yang Qiushui held the memo, "The first call was from the marketing department, asking the president when to divide the Facc Landing Gear Company."
"Facc?" Lin Wanyu had no impression of this.
Yang Qiushui hurriedly retrieved a file and handed it to Lin Wanyu, "facc is a German company that specializes in the production of landing gear. It has a world-class production line, but has been on the verge of loss and bankruptcy for a long time. Your father successfully acquired facc a month ago. To Dingxin International."
Lin Wanyu flipped through the thick stack of files in her hand, "Well, that's it. In my father's plan, did it mention that the facc company would be split?" It's not about splitting an overseas company that has already formed a completed assembly line. What a brilliant idea.
"Yes." Yang Qiushui handed over another document that had been prepared a long time ago. "This is a plan made by the marketing department, but your father has not signed it yet."
Lin Wanyu looked at the empty signature column and rubbed her tight forehead. "Facc stays as it is for the time being. I will decide after I read the plan-you go and relay my words to the marketing department. What about the second call?"
"Second call," Yang Qiushui hesitated a little, "to be precise, it was for Luo Ye."
Lin Wanyu felt that the muscles on the inner thighs were tightening. "Why did the call to him call my office?"
Yang Qiushui quickly explained: “It was Li Yifeng who called and said that he wanted to pay back the money. By the way, I invited Luo Ye and Miss Wan Yu to join the family dinner and snowflake party.”
Luo Ye turned the corner of his eyes, "Xiao Feng is still on the road, I just happen to be hungry."
"Hungry?" Lin Wanyu looked at the clock on the wall, just half past ten.
"I didn't eat breakfast well." Luo Ye sighed. He still has a grudge about "Emperor's Breakfast".
"If it is lamb soup, there is really no way to eat it well." Lin Wanyu smiled, and after just being beaten up, she forgave Luo Ye for putting her hand under the bottom of her skirt.
"If it is really lamb soup, I will fall in love with the person who cooks my breakfast." Luo Yeyi said pointedly. "Let's go, let's go to Xiaofeng's banquet."
"No, I'm not a party animal." Lin Wanyu began to look through the materials at hand, "Besides, it's only the morning, and people have a dinner party."
"Go early to show that we respect others."
"To go on time is respect, and it is impolite to go early and late!" Lin Wanyu reminded.
"But I'm hungry, so I want to eat early. I believe Xiaofeng will be caught off guard by our arrival." Luo Ye said with a smile.
Lin Wanyu frowned Emei, "Caught off guard? Are you trying to say an accident?"
Luo Ye waved his hand, "It's all the same, are you going?"
"Don't go."
Yang Qiushui paused and said in a low voice: "Li Yifeng said on the phone that if Ms. Wan Yu is very busy, just let Luo Ye come."
Lin Wanyu raised her head and looked at Yang Qiushui in astonishment, "Is that what he said?"
Yang Qiushui nodded vigorously.
Lin Wanyu looked at Luo Ye, folded her hands on her chest, "Weird, why does my cousin call for you?"
Luo Ye shrugged, "Maybe you want to pick up girls with me."
It is possible. Lin Wanyu was silent.
Luo Ye stretched out, "Let's go, don't sit down, come with me to your cousin's house."
"I said I don't want to go." Lin Wanyu emphasized: "As the president, I still have a lot of work to do..."
Luo Ye smiled and said, "You are so stingy, can you be willing to not want the five million?"
Lin Wanyu pursed her lips. The family has not been in contact for more than ten years. Since Li Yifeng's father retired from Dingxin, the relationship between the two families has been very delicate. Perhaps this is a good opportunity to reconcile. "But it's too early to go now? I still want to review the division plan of facc company..."
Luo Ye has already begun to walk towards the door.
"Hey, wait..." Lin Wanyu hurriedly stood up and ran after him.
Yang Qiushui glanced sadly at their backs, helplessly the materials scattered on the organizer table...
The snow outside seems to be larger, and a thin snow curtain has formed on the ground. Such conditions are indeed very suitable for a ski party.
Lin Wanyu took a breath, her whole body squeezed together. She didn't know whether Li Yifeng had a skiing party by accidentally hitting such weather, or if he had actually paid attention to the weather forecast.
She did not want to believe that Li Yifeng would really pay attention to the weather forecast-he was not such a careful person.
The cold wind entrapped the snow particles, and got into Lin Wanyu's eyes, mouth, and hair. Her calf wearing a silk stocking was trembling in the wind.
The weather is darker and gloomier than when I went to the hospital in the morning. Although it was snow fluttering, it didn't make people happy. The air pressure is low as if the sky is about to fall, and the air is humid and heavy.
Luo Ye pulled up the door of Reventon and said with a smile: "This kind of weather is called Guixue."
Lin Wanyu quickly got into the leather seat, pulled down the door, and subconsciously squeezed his legs. "Ghost Snow?"
Luo Ye stepped on the accelerator lightly, "Yes, when it snows, the air should be fresh, but when it snows, the weather will be very dignified. After a while, the snow will fall and heavier, and it may not be for days or nights. When stopped, the visibility will become lower and lower, and vehicles and pedestrians will gradually become disoriented, which will eventually lead to accidents."
"How many days and nights do you think this snow will fall?" Lin Wanyu's tone clearly revealed his disbelief.
"That's right," Luo Ye said lightly: "You think it's too late to prepare a few more underwear now."
Lin Wanyu blushed and said, "You don't need to bother."
Luo Ye asked, "By the way, you should know where Xiaofeng's house is?"
"Their family has a lot of villas," Lin Wanyu thought for a while, "If it is true that there is a ski party, it should be in the Nanshan Manor on the outskirts of the city."
"you've been to?"
Lin Wanyu's eyelids drooped. "No."
Nanshan Manor started construction after Li Yifeng's father left Dingxin Company. She vaguely remembered that during that time, her mother and father often quarreled, and even quarreled endlessly about a little irrelevant. It wasn't until Li Yifeng's father, that is, Lin Wanyu's uncle, transferred the shares in his hand at a very low price, that the contradiction began to ease, but the two families were no longer close.
I heard that Nanshan Manor is the place where my uncle is going to take care of the elderly. It is hard for Lin Wanyu to imagine that a big figure who had been in the business sea and called for the wind and rain would eventually choose to exile himself in the barren hills of the suburbs and spend his entire life.
When Nanshan Manor broke ground, it was also when she was sent to study abroad by her father. At that time, she didn't know that she would be a wealthy eldest lady, and she didn't know what kind of burden she would bear today.
She stared at the snowflakes outside the car window in a daze. The snowflakes got bigger and bigger, as if she didn't mean to stop.
Luo Ye's contact lens was marked with a fast lane by Peter Mart. Driving along the arrow, he would certainly not lose his way in the wind and snow.
Lin Wanyu turned around and said, "Have you met Li Yifeng, is he... what kind of person?" I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and it was only recently through a phone call. The content of the conversation was still borrowing money—she really didn't know how to use her posture and identity. Go to meet this famous playboy in Jinghua City.
As the president of Dingxin? Or as a creditor of five million? It doesn't seem to be appropriate, but I definitely can't use the identity of the little sister who sought protection from Li Yifeng when he was a child—
Luo Ye replied: "He is your cousin."