january love

Eight

After parking the car, Duanmulian ran to the front of the building in the rain, and hurried to the front desk to inquire about the office of the person in charge of the factory. Fortunately, he knocked on the door before he got off work.

The girl who was packing up the materials was stunned at the embarrassed person in front of her, and asked politely.

"Hi, I'm Mio Lin, what can I do?"

It was too late to tidy up the rain-wet hair, Duanmulian apologized and explained his reason for coming, because he knew that the other party would not want to spend time dealing with this troublesome matter before leaving get off work, so he took out the plan and explained himself to the person straight to the point Difficulties encountered by the company, put forward requirements and offer favorable conditions.

The other party was a young girl who didn't even have a work card on her chest. Maybe she was a temporary assistant or a newcomer who didn't have the right to decide this matter. Duanmu thought of this and his heart became colder and colder.

It was the end of the road, and Duanmulian was unwilling to let go of the last chance before the other party made a statement.

"All of this situation is caused by me personally. I hope that Ms. Lin can give Duanmu Group a chance. With the scale of your company, these printing volumes should be completed soon, and it can add a considerable amount of income. Ms. Lin, what are you doing?" It's not for fun." Duanmu Lianqiang Yan Huanxiao secretly clenched the corner of his clothes, and the other party was silent again for a while.

"I implore you to help Duanmu Group overcome this difficulty..."

Lin Mi tidied up the plans she had finished reading and put them back in the original place. She looked at the good-looking young man in his early twenties in front of her. His hair was stained with rain and was blown to pieces by the wind, his eyes were slightly red, and his pretendingly calm eyes were full of Restless and restless, knowing that the two companies are deadly rivals but wanting to try their best to persuade her, she can't help admiring the boy's courage.

When Duanmulian thought she was going to refuse, he was surprised to hear an unexpected answer. The girl smiled and wanted to calm his anxiety, "Mr. Duanmu is too polite, we are all colleagues, and I understand some things Failure to handle it will indeed affect the company's reputation, although our two companies have been in a state of competition, but I think it is the most beautiful to compete by strength, so I am willing to do my best."

Duanmulian finally raised his drooping head, his eyes were full of gratitude as if seeing the savior, Lin Mi couldn't help but find it interesting to see him like this.

Duanmulian let go of the hand holding the hem of his clothes, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "Miss Lin, thank you very much for lending a helping hand, I really..." His nose was slightly acidic, and Duanmulian gritted his teeth to resist the urge to cry.

Like a child who lost his way in the sea and saw the lighthouse when he was hungry and thirsty and ready to collapse, he was redeemed from the doom.

Lin Mio smiled slightly, her tone seemed to be deliberately comforting, "No need to thank you, everyone will make mistakes sometimes, this little thing is nothing to worry about, you have worked very hard."

As she said, she packed up her off-get off work things, "Mr. Duanmu, please follow me to the factory to start up. This batch of goods needs to be produced overnight."

"Hmm... good." Duanmulian was a little embarrassed. He obviously had a prejudice against others. He even thought that the other party would take over this project for his company with cynicism and prepared for the worst. The belly of a gentleman, the other party helped him regardless of past suspicions, and even encouraged him, which made him not feel guilty.

When the two arrived at the factory, Lin Mio notified the employees to work overtime overnight and distributed the proofread samples. Hearing the sound of the machine roaring, Duan Mulian felt a little relieved.

Duanmulian and Lin Mio returned home after saying goodbye, and as expected, he was scolded by his father overwhelmingly. Duanmulian was very tired, his head was buzzing and he couldn't listen to anything, so he simply explained to his father that today has passed. Duanmuyuan let out a heavy snort when he entrusted the major publishing houses with the reprint work and promised to deliver it before the shelf time.

He seemed to hear the man scolded in disdain, "Useless stuff." Then there was the sound of the study door being closed forcefully, leaving him standing silently in the empty living room.

Duanmulian was a little sobered up by the trembling caused by the shower and the cold water pouring on his body. He didn't know why he did it. I still had to force myself to smile, and said honorifics that I felt disgusted to go along with others, but in the end what I faced was not a hypocritical refusal.

Obviously it is his own body, his own will, but what he does is not what he wants to do. From outsiders, he looks good on the surface and has a bright future in inheriting the company in the future, but compared to these boring lives, he would rather bury his head in the dirty Day after day in the pile of paint, death is well deserved.

He is a grass-roots man who loves to farm and enjoy flowers, but he is forced to take charge of the political power by being crowned, and what he gets is not what he wanted. What is the meaning of this high chair.

He was the one who was wrong at the beginning, what he did today was just atonement, he had no right to complain, but he was inexplicably panicked.

Maybe like what Ye Qing said, he was not good at business and didn't like to do business, he was really trying to force himself, like a clown who was overwhelmed.

Duanmu Lenovo cried unscrupulously, but no liquid flowed from his dry eyes, he was wronged, irritable, confused, helpless, too many emotions had nowhere to vent and accumulated in his heart, overflowing his whole body, he sighed and resigned to his fate With a wry smile, he told himself that he should learn to get used to it.

Although the printing task has been arranged the night before, and the next two days just need to wait, Duanmulian still can't feel at ease, so he deliberately took the time to inspect the factory. Can be myself.

And... this is Ye Qing's trust in him, he has already screwed up, and he doesn't want to have another situation.

Fortunately, two days later, the companies delivered the goods on time, and this hot potato was finally returned to its original owner.

After taking the person in charge to the warehouse to inspect the goods, Duanmulian found that this lion-like man, who was irritable three days ago, was angry and dare not speak when facing him today. He was tired and did not care about the other party's uncharacteristic behavior When everything was handed over, the man proposed to invite him to dinner tonight. Although Duanmulian was unwilling and even resisted, but after all, he was the one who was wronged, and it would be too shameful to refuse, so he could only agree.

In the evening, Duanmulian came to the place agreed with the other party. When he was studying abroad, he rarely went in and out of high-end clubs. When he came to this luxurious palace-like place, he couldn't help being surprised. It was obviously his own fault first, but the other party It seemed a bit inappropriate to take the initiative to invite him to dinner and go to such a high-end place.

Bite the bullet and walk in, the lobby is very luxuriously decorated, but the second floor has a completely different style, as quiet and elegant as if isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, very suitable for afternoon tea and a good place for dating.

Duanmulian looked around to find the person who agreed, but when he turned his head, he saw a figure in a small cubicle by the window, with neat and soft hair sticking to his ears, thin-rimmed glasses on his straight nose bridge, and the metal frame was shining in the afterglow of the setting sun. There was a slight glow in the sky, and he looked at the book in his hand casually with a sideways face and concentrated expression, which looked like a carefully poured wax figure.

Duanmulian only needs to look at it, nervousness, fear, shame, and all kinds of terrible emotions rush into his heart, and his blood rushes up and his heart beats faster in an instant.

Why is Ye Qing here... He resentfully turned around to search for today's agreed target, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man sitting by the window putting down his book and waving at him.

Duanmu Lian was stunned for a second in embarrassment, he had no choice but to walk towards Ye Qing hand in hand, like a condemned prisoner stepping on a guillotine.

"What, you forgot your client's face as soon as you made a deal? Sit down."

The idiot who said this understood, the person in charge invited him to dinner, it turned out that Ye Qing specially arranged it under the guise.

Duanmulian was helpless, he didn't know what Ye Qing was going to sing this time, it seemed that part of the reason for his misjudgment of the contract seemed to be due to this person, it made him restless so he missed the matter.In the past few days, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and he finally forgot about this man, and now he had to be alone with him again.

He didn't have the confidence to make himself look less embarrassed in front of Ye Qing.