Cheng Lang's eyes froze on the sticky note for a moment, then slowly raised his eyelids and looked at Gao Rui, as if confirming something.
From his eyes, Gao Rui imagined a feeling of unchanging expression and beating heart, and nodded, indicating that he expected well—the sentence "Mr. Cheng, it's not good" just now was the sound of fate alarm bell.
Cheng Lang's eyes deepened slightly, asking: What's the reason
Gao Rui picked up the phone, turned to the list of call records, pointed out Xu Qiao's call at two o'clock, poked in the direction of the conference room, and shrugged.
With a sigh and two traces of joy in understanding, Cheng Lang finally ended the silent exchange and nodded: "It's interesting, bring it here."
The secretary worked hard to improve the expression management, so as not to look too dumbfounded.
Gao Rui lightly supported the pair of wise glasses on the bridge of his nose, and made a "1" sign to the secretary: "The President's Office has entered a first-level alert state."
Five minutes later, Gao Rui went downstairs to pick him up, and saw a black shadow with a strong social atmosphere in the hall.
Xu Qiao, in a black jacket, black peaked cap, black sunglasses, and a black mask, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, expressionless—mainly flipping through a magazine without expression, completely ignoring the cup of hot tea on the coffee table.
After receiving instructions from the 62nd floor, the front desk manager personally accompanied her and stood aside with her hands down. Seeing that Xu Qiao had no plans to take off her mask to drink tea, she was curious but dared not ask.
Gao Rui gestured to her from afar to tell her to return to her post, then walked up to Xu Qiao, bent down, and said in a low voice, "Miss Yu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, come upstairs with me."
Xu Qiao put down the magazine without saying a word and got up.
Gao Rui glanced at the cover of the magazine and saw that it was the latest issue of Lanchen Department Store. He made up his mind, and while leading the way, he asked backwards: "Do you think our magazine is good-looking?"
"Let's do it." Xu Qiao answered casually, obviously not thinking about the conversation with him.
"Actually, the routines are the same every season. Isn't it a bit boring after watching too much?" Gao Rui asked again.
Xu Qiao glanced at him through the sunglasses: "Of course, isn't that what magazines are about?"
"Yes, whether it's a magazine or something else, once it falls into the same pattern, it will inevitably give people a boring look."
Xu Qiao adjusted her sunglasses.
I really want to find something to talk about, asking her what she had for lunch, and asking her if the road was smooth and free of traffic jams, is better than talking about such a hard-core topic? I haven't seen you for a while, Comrade Gao's level of dealing with people seems to have dropped.
Gao Rui led her into the elevator. After closing the door, he raised his hand to press the fingerprint. After pressing it once, the prompt sound of wrong fingerprint suddenly sounded. When he pressed it a second time, there was still a deep "beep-".
Xu Qiao was stunned.
Gao Rui showed embarrassment: "This is Mr. Cheng's private elevator. Fingerprints are required to use it. It usually takes less than half a second. I don't know what happened today." After he finished speaking, he pressed the elevator for the third time, but the screen still popped up An error prompt, and a warning that triggering this prompt again will turn on the alarm, Gao Rui said with a dry smile, "It's okay, then I will enter the password, hey, what is the password?"
Xu Qiao was once again worried about Gao Rui's business level.
Is it after New Year's Day that I left my mind on last year
"When did you and Mr. Cheng meet?" Gao Rui asked recalling.
"?" Xu Qiao blinked, "Why do you ask this?"
"Because Xiao Cheng always said that the password is the day he met you at the toll booth."
"..." Xu Qiao was confused, "Does he still remember this? I don't remember..."
Gao Rui thought for a while, then patted the back of his head: "Oh, I remembered, 1014."
Xu Qiao scratched her nose, as if it was true.
The elevator began to ascend to the sixty-second floor.
Gao Rui continued the topic just now: "I just said that everything cannot be static and innovation is needed. In fact, President Xiao Cheng has been working on the innovation of department stores since he returned to China. It's just that the thinking of the group's top management is old and solidified, so many It’s not easy to advance the plan on your own. No, Mr. Xiao Cheng just talked about a merger and acquisition case in the morning, and Mr. Cheng came to pick things up at noon.”
Xu Qiao looked sideways at him, seeming to be interested in this topic.
"As you know, the rise of e-commerce in recent years has had a great impact on the traditional department store industry, so Mr. Dacheng, including the old Mr. Cheng who has retreated behind the scenes, has been putting innovative ideas on the e-commerce model in the early years. On the Internet, continue to sign strategic cooperation with e-commerce platforms. However, Xiao Cheng always feels that this approach is an innovation that only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Temporarily relieve the anxiety of operators, but cannot solve the problem from the root."
"The method of forcibly grafting new things onto old things will make the old things lose their original unique value. To solve the problem from the root, we must give full play to the irreplaceability of the traditional department store industry and bring the benefits that online shopping cannot bring to consumers." The experience is interpreted to the extreme. If a department store is not only a shopping platform, but a multi-functional complex, which can make people feel that shopping there is enjoying life, or even traveling and having fun, why don’t consumers take a look? ?”
Xu Qiao listened and felt that there was something wrong with Cheng Lang's brain. After digesting for a while, she nodded: "So he didn't get off work early because his cousin suddenly came to find fault?"
Gao Rui clapped his hands: "Hey, that's what happened!"
The elevator door moved away, and Xu Qiao just lifted her foot when she heard a discussion from the president's office in the distance.
"Xiao Cheng always worked really hard. He hurt his hand and wanted to go home early to rest, but he was dragged into the conference room for a long time before he could get out."
"Hey, that's right! The boss doesn't just say that he can leave work as he pleases!"
"I just saw that he looked very tired after the meeting, and he is probably in the office to catch up on sleep at the moment. How pitiful."
Xu Qiao followed Gao Rui to Cheng Lang's office, passed by the semi-open work area of the president's office, and found that these people were all immersed in their work, as if they hadn't made any noise just now.
She glanced at everyone: "If Xiao Cheng always takes a nap, I won't go in."
The employee who said that Cheng Lang was catching up on sleep stiffened his neck and gave Gao Rui a panicked look.
Gao Rui immediately flew to the knife to imply that he was calm.
Xu Qiao: "..."
These people are indeed colluding.
She no longer dared to question Gao Rui's ability to work.
Introduce a topic from a magazine, explain to Cheng Lang the reason for his "disobedience" step by step, and arrange for these people to be witnesses, oh, and deliberately entered the wrong fingerprint halfway, and pressed her head to force her to know the president's special elevator password for...
This special assistant is simply a high-end talent worthy of his name, and he catches the beauty of the boss Jiangshan.
Gao Ruihan smiled and said, "You've already come, why don't you please?"
Xu Qiao snorted, waited for the electronic door to move away, and stepped in, only to find that the office was empty.
Gao Rui pointed to the door of the cubicle and explained: "Xiao Cheng should always be in the inner lounge, you just go in and look for him." After saying that, he turned and left.
After thinking all the way, you still want to lure her into the bedroom
Xu Qiao took off his jacket, took off his fully armed costumes and props, adjusted his appearance, and nodded silently to the door of the lounge, then swaggered and sat down on Cheng Lang's boss chair. Turning the chair 160 degrees, he admired the layout of the office.
The lighting is good, the style is good, and the high-tech smart manufacturing is complete. I am very satisfied.
This group is also good, the shape of the twin towers is very eye-catching.
Five minutes later, the people in the lounge opened their eyes from their doze and looked at their watches.
Ten minutes later, he looked at the still door again.
Fifteen minutes later, he frowned, propped up half of his body with one hand, and gently pushed the glass on the bedside table.
Three seconds after a muffled "bang", the door clicked open.
Cheng Lang maintained the sleepy expression of just waking up, looked at Xu Qiao, and seemed to be taken aback: "Why are you here?"
Do I, who should cooperate with you, turn a blind eye
Xu Qiao pointed to the water glass on his bedside table with a smile: "At this distance, at this angle, if Xiao Cheng didn't think this glass was not pleasing to the eye and wanted to smash it, I don't know how it fell to the ground?"
Cheng Lang smiled: "Oh, I just don't like it."
Xu Qiao stepped forward, bypassing the glass that fell on the carpet: "Then, why don't Xiao Cheng change the elevator password to my birthday? Go now."
Cheng Lang lowered his head and smiled again: "Not now."
"Oh? It's because the password was changed a few minutes ago, and the system stipulates that the settings cannot be changed frequently in a short period of time?"
"That's right." Now that she had guessed it, Cheng Lang didn't hide it.
She just knew it!
Xu Qiao snorted at him: "Liar!"
"I'm not lying to you. I don't plan to change back to the original password in the future. Just take it as an opportunity for me to remember to do this." Cheng Lang got off the bed with a smile, and straightened the skirt of his shirt with one hand, "Look, Knowing that you are angry, I have to do something to coax you, don't I?"
"Then you have to use routines? Can't you be sincere?"
"Look at your posture, if I don't save the country first, will I have a chance to show my sincerity?" Cheng Lang walked outside, pressed the call button on the desk, "Is afternoon tea ready?"
"President Xiao Cheng, please wait for five minutes, there are still two desserts that haven't arrived."
Cheng Lang pointed to the call button to Xu Qiao who came out, expressing that his sincerity hadn't been done yet.
Xu Qiao reluctantly accepted, intending to condescend to wait for her dessert, and then asked him: "Then it's true that your cousin picked on you?"
Cheng Lang led her to the sofa, asked her to sit down, and sat next to her himself: "This is not fake."
"Then did you win the battle with him?"
"When did I ever lose?" He smiled and turned his head to look at her.
He's deadly.
"So what kind of merger and acquisition case did you talk about in the morning to make your cousin so angry?"
Cheng Lang put his arm on the back of the sofa behind her, as if enclosing her in his own territory: "Are you caring about Lanchen, or are you caring about me?"
Xu Qiao raised her body to avoid his semi-surrounding circle: "I'll ask you a question, and you can answer it. Why do you ask me instead?"
"It's about whether I can answer the question."
"?"
"If you are concerned about Lanchen, then this is a commercial secret and I cannot disclose it to you. If you are concerned about me, then this is our private matter..."
Xu Qiao made a cross in front of her chest: "Okay, this is a commercial secret, don't say it."
Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows and lowered his arms.
Xu Qiao took the opportunity to look at his palm.
"Don't you care about me?" Cheng Lang turned his hands over and pressed his back on his knees.
Men in love are so boring.
Bah, no, he is in love!
"Don't show me down." Xu Qiaoweng said in a low voice.
"Getting a good word from you is harder than talking about a merger and acquisition case." Cheng Lang sighed and stretched out his hand, "Look."
Xu Qiao glanced at him, looked down at his hand, and observed the edge of the wound like Song Mian checked him last night. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, she reluctantly muttered something nice: "I don't care. Who wants to stop work to see you, I'm full..."
Cheng Lang laughed, raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head, finishing what he didn't finish last night.
Because the contact was very short, he didn't feel any strong discomfort, but Xu Qiao had a strong reaction. She kicked on her boots in anger or shame: "Why do you touch my hair, it will get oily!"
"If you don't touch your hair, where should you touch it?" Cheng Lang looked at her cheek.
The face that was touched by him last night was steaming, Xu Qiao said angrily: "Can't you not touch me!"
"..." After speaking, his face became even hotter.
Cheng Lang smiled and looked away.
The office doorbell rang just in time, and he turned back and pressed the button on the wall to open the door.
Gao Rui came in with an afternoon tea that was so expensive that it was visible to the naked eye, and after putting it on the coffee table, he gave Cheng Lang a wink without hesitation.
Cheng Lang responded with a wink when Xu Qiao lowered her head to pick out dessert: Huh
Gao Rui held up the tablet for him to see.
Cheng Lang squinted his eyes, glanced at it from a distance, thought for a moment, then turned his head and asked Xu Qiao: "I've been working so hard these days, did I hear something from Zhu Li on New Year's Day?"
Xu Qiao swallowed a mouthful of pudding, and there was nothing wrong with admitting it: "That's right, it's about Zhao's poaching of Jinlu's core design team."
"Now it seems that there may be more than that." Cheng Lang glanced at Gao Rui, "Let her know."
Xu Qiao followed his gaze: "What?"
Gao Rui turned the tablet over and showed it to her: "This is the new spring high-end jewelry series just launched by Fantui. It was advertised to the outside world as the debut work designed by Ms. Zhao Baoxing herself. Some people in the jewelry circle commented that her style is similar to that of Ms. Yuli. I don't think it's such a coincidence that the smell is not god-like, but I'm not sure what it is, why don't you take a look?"
Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then slid the tablet to scroll through the promotional image, and laughed angrily.
Gao Rui asked suspiciously, "Isn't this your design?"
"That's not true." She hesitated for a while before saying funny, "This is the jewelry for the next season that our family customized for me last autumn. It was a work jointly completed by Jin Luyi's entire core design team. Dissatisfied, I raised a lot of opinions with the chief designer. This should be the result of her modification according to my proposal, so... "
That's why some people say that this set of jewelry has the shadow of "Hadari".
"Does anyone else know about this besides you?" Gao Rui asked.
Xu Qiao shook her head: "It was originally a one-on-one contact with me for the design, Zhao Baoxing probably thought that I had evaporated and died without evidence, so he dared to take these works as his own."
"It seems so, and..." Gao Rui operated the tablet and turned to the Weibo interface, "Miss Zhao Baoxing opened a work Weibo account a while ago. I wonder if it was inspired by those comments in the jewelry circle. Look at this Weibo Your Majesty, someone asked her if it was 'Hatachi', but she didn't come forward to clarify."
Before Xu Qiao was about to explode into a ball of fireworks, Cheng Lang pressed her shoulder: "Don't worry."
"She has bullied me so much, why am I not in a hurry!" Xu Qiao heaved her chest and looked at him aggrieved.
Cheng Lang comforted her with a smile: "She is in the light, and you are in the dark. We are sure to win this matter."
Xu Qiao's hair was smoothed out, she blinked, and looked at him with a kind of anticipation of "eating black people": "Do you have any good ideas?"