On the same day, there will be no excitement or indignation for Si Meiqi and Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng sat in the office of Si Meiqi's project team, with a arrogant and confident expression: "Take your highest level out and make a bid that is enough to defeat any competitor. You can report anything about this project to me directly anytime and anywhere. All bidding conditions can be given to Mingsheng according to the best standards. Even if you break the standards, you can report to me. If I report to the chairman, I must set a precedent for you. In short, this project is only allowed to win, not lose."

Everyone's expressions were also calm and firm: "Okay!" "Please rest assured, General Manager!" "This project definitely belongs to Si Meiqi!"

Chen Zheng nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the office building. It was the sunset and the huge industrial park was bustling, prosperous and lively. He stood at the entrance of the building, and a kind of conceited and heroic feeling surged in his heart.

This year, the collapse of Ida Group made Si Meiqi finally jump from third place in the market to second place. This transformation happened after he took over from his father, and he created a new history for Si Meiqi.

He also wants to do better.

This Mingsheng project was indeed to snipe Aida, which completely cut off their life, and at the same time it was also avenging the last time. But it was also the first time Si Meiqi had entered such a large-scale state-owned enterprise project. This kind of project has always been monopolized by the market leader Xin Baorui: high profits, precious connections, and wide influence...

This time he paid a high price strategy with a low price strategy just to enter this type of market.

Perhaps in the near future, he can officially launch an attack on Xinbaorui and truly compete for the Central Plains.

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The same bidding instructions also arrived at Xinbaorui Group. After receiving the documents, the administrative department immediately sent a special person to take the elevator and delivered it to the top-floor president's office.

Ning Weikai, CEO of Xinbaorui, wore a new suit today, with a rose-red tie. Sitting behind the large table with a shiny undercurrent, the dark amber cuffs were shining.

When the assistant came in with the bidding documents, he was making a phone call. His handsome face, who had just appeared on the cover of Fortune magazine, had a light and soft smile, and his voice was gentle and lazy: "Does the flower like it? Haha... How could I forget to pick you up at 7 o'clock in the evening today. Well, wear the skirt I ordered."

When he hung up the phone, the assistant smiled: "Mr. Ning, you are so considerate to your wife. You are so busy and have such a good relationship, which is really enviable."

Ning Weikai smiled helplessly and said: "Today is the third anniversary of the marriage. She is clamoring to go to the noisy concert. The meeting tomorrow morning will also be cancelled for me, and today will definitely be midnight."

The assistant nodded quickly and said yes. He really envied the young boss in his heart.

A young talent born in grassroots has become the son-in-law of Zhu's business, and is able to take charge of the luggage group that accounts for 1/3 of Zhu's business income. Is there a man who is more lucky than him?

Ning Weikai took the document he handed over, looked quietly for a while, and smiled.

The assistant asked softly: "According to the news we received, Si Meiqi and Aida are determined to win this project and are likely to adopt a significant price reduction strategy. Our pricing system has always been relatively stable and high. The marketing department also wants you to have a clear instruction whether to reduce the price..."

"Tell them not to mess around." Ning Weikai interrupted him, "This time, we stand by and watch."

The assistant was still a little hesitant. Ning Weikai smiled when he saw him, and his voice was refreshing and gentle: "You have been following me for so long, why is your head a little twisted? On the one hand, our price system cannot be reduced, and it will be messy if it drops. Second, when people are in the mall, the most important thing is to see who the opponent is. At present, the only opponent that poses a potential threat to us is Chen Zheng. Let Aida fight him to the death, and his vitality is severely damaged. How great is it."

Assistant: "But... Chen Zheng is striving for the Mingsheng project, maybe he wants to take the opportunity to challenge Xinbaorui."

Ning Weikai looked up at him and said, "Then let's deal with him."

Assistant: "...understand!" said: "I will keep an eye on the people we are on both sides and report any situation at any time."

Ning Weikai replied lightly: "Yes."

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As the bidding day approached, Lin Qian became busier and busier. On that afternoon, he followed Li Zhicheng's instructions and moved into the project team's dormitory to stay.

The night is filled with hazy stars.

Lin Qian lay on the bed, tied a ponytail with her shoulder-length hair just now, and looked through the latest edition of the bid produced by the project team.

These days, they have done it over and over again, and the three bosses have tried it over and over again, and then they have called it back and changed it over and over again. Lin Qian also has to look at it over and over again, and his eyes are straightened.

After rummaging through for a while, she threw the information aside and buried her head in the quilt to rest. But she remembered that day, she was a little excited and said to him, "You are a natural leader" and "You are a genius."

Puff... so sensational.

Looking back, it was considered a flattery when the boss was showing his true feelings. However, the boss was always paralyzed throughout the whole process, and obviously he didn't care about these words.

At this time, the phone rang. She picked it up and it was Xue Mingtao: "Lin Zhu, we have modified the bid and sent it to your email address. Is Mr. Li sleeping?"

Lin Qian smiled and said, "I was still reading the information just now, so I shouldn't sleep. I'll show it to him immediately."

After hanging up the phone, another thought emerged in Lin Qian's mind - their respectful attitude is enough to show that Li Zhicheng has initially established prestige.

Li Zhicheng's house was next to Lin Qian. It was past ten o'clock at night, and the corridor was quiet, with only the street lights shining orange. Lin Qian walked over with his laptop and found that the door was half-closed.

These days, Lin Qian, Gu Yanzhi and others have been in and out of his room. It is estimated that whoever left the door was not closed properly. She didn't care either. She knocked it politely, just as usual, and pushed the door straight into it.

There was no one in the room.

Lin Qian walked to the desk, put down the computer, and looked up again. Oh, the bathroom door was closed. She stood quietly by the desk waiting.

Soon, with a light "clang", the bathroom door opened and someone came out. Lin Qian looked over with a smile: "Boss, I'll put the new one..." The voice stuttered a little, and continued: "...I've brought you the bid."

The staff dormitory is not luxurious and spacious. A distance of two or three meters, Li Zhicheng was wearing no clothes on his upper body, and the lower body was wearing black sports trousers, holding a towel in his hand, and water droplets were still stained on his hair and body. He looked up at her, and his eyes seemed to be stained with water vapor.

Uh... In this company where workers gather, half-naked men are quite common.

But it was a little embarrassed to encounter the half-naked young president.

Lin Qian turned around calmly, turned his back to him, and turned on the computer and said, "I marked the modification place. Do you see it now?" But a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: There are quite a lot of small embarrassment between him and the boss recently.

"Yeah." It was still a cool voice.

Then there was a rustling sound, probably wearing clothes.

But Lin Qian stared at the lines of black words on the screen, and the vivid scene he had just seen automatically appeared in his mind.

He has wide shoulders, narrow waist, symmetrical muscles, and smooth and powerful lines all over his body. The key is that he is also very straight, with a handsome face and a handsome face and handsome facial features. His loose pants are tied to the tough waistline... Ahem, it is simply like the slightly bewitching photos taken by a sex-sensual male model, who deliberately show off his figure.

Lin Qian, you have a good eye.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she turned her head and looked at him until the sound of footsteps sounded behind her.

Unexpectedly, when I saw it, I was stunned again.

Perhaps it was a sudden incident that the boss put a white shirt on his body. The first button was not tied, and the collar was a little messy. The slightly wet short hair was stuck on his forehead. There seemed to be still water stains on the chest of the shirt.

He stood under the lamp, looked down at her, his eyes were calm and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Lin Qian looked at him a few times and looked away. His eyes also focused on the computer screen, bent down, put his hand on the mouse, and began to slide and flip.

Lin Qian glanced at him again - How could a person who is a boss look so handsome? The more he looks, the more handsome he becomes.

She moved the stool beside her behind him: "Sit down by the boss."

"Yeah." He glanced at her side, "Sit down, too. I said you can change."

"OK."

——

Lin Qian didn't expect that the two of them would be busy for several hours after being busy.

After reading it, Li Zhicheng put forward a few suggestions. She marked his thoughts in the file and sent them back to the project team. As a result, they seemed to be inspired by the boss, and quickly modified them and sent them over, and sent some other attachments one after another. Li Zhicheng and Lin Qian continued to read, and time passed without realizing it.

By almost three o'clock, Lin Qian finally couldn't stand it anymore. Although she had always worked hard, she could not stay up late and never stay up late - she would not aging prematurely.

She glanced at Li Zhicheng again, and he sat upright, staring at the screen, his eyebrows were black and focused, and there was a slight luster in his eyes, so he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Lin Qian yawned.

He turned his head and looked at her: "Is sleepy?" His cold voice was heard.

The boss didn't even say he was sleepy, how could she say she was sleepy? Xiaoxiao said, "It's okay, I'll make a cup of coffee and come back soon." Just as he was about to get up, he saw his long eyebrows frowning slightly, and looked up at her: "What coffee should I drink in the middle of the night."

A calm and powerful voice.

Lin Qian looked at him a little blankly and sat there without moving.

The BOSS...is she not allowed to drink coffee?

Is this caring about her?

My heart suddenly felt warm. Just as I was about to say something, he heard him say lightly: "If you are sleepy, go to bed and sleep for a while. I'll call you for a quarter of an hour."

Lin Qian subconsciously looked at the big bed in the room, which was white, neat and wide, and the quilt was folded like tofu pieces.

Lin Qian is a man who is obsessed with the bed and thinks it is a very private place where the skin is close. She never likes others to sit or sleep on her own bed, and she tries not to touch other people's beds. What's more, this is the BOSS' bed.

She smiled and said to him, "No, I'll just sleep on my stomach."

Li Zhicheng refused to comment and continued to turn his head to look at the computer. Lin Qian put his arm on the table and buried his head.

The light was temporarily isolated, and the eyes were covered in darkness. The movements around me became clearer.

She could even clearly hear the even breathing of the man beside her, as well as the sound of him gently flipping through the information, and the sound of his fingers touching the mouse, making the midnight more and more warm and quiet.

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When Lin Qian woke up, she felt a little dry and her mind was a little confused. When she looked up, she heard the "gurgling" rolling sound on the table. When she looked closely, she found that it was the signature pen she had originally placed at her hand, and it was almost falling. She quickly reached out and grabbed it and put it in place.

After calming down, he sat up straight.

The room seemed to be no different from when she fell asleep just now. The lights were still bright, and there was a lot of information on the table, and Li Zhicheng was still sitting next to her, with a quiet and upright posture.

But the computer in front of him had closed. He held the book in his hand and looked down at it. It was the long-lost book of "The Art of War".

Ai?

"The bid is finished," he said lightly.

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When Lin Qian woke up, she felt that the surroundings were particularly quiet, even quieter than before, without any sound.

She slowly raised her head, and then she saw clearly what was happening around her, and she smiled.
To be continued...