When he received a call from his brother, Lin Qian was sitting in the hotel room, looking at the vast night view outside the window, and rubbing his wet hair with a towel.

She just finished her shower. This is a hotel located in the northern suburbs of the city, and is also far from Aida Group. The driver sent her and Li Zhicheng here directly.

For a moment, she thought to herself: I didn't expect that Lin Qian would have a situation where she could not go back to her home - because the reporters and media were following each other tightly and had to be on guard against other troublemakers, so Li Zhicheng's villa and her rental cottage were not allowed to go back to Li Zhicheng's villa for the time being.

She didn't know how long this situation would last.

At this moment, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. The suburbs were even quieter, and all the villages and towns were scattered and almost all of them fell asleep. Only Li Zhicheng spoke to Xue Mingtao, Jiang Yuan and others in the living room outside. The sound of Li Zhicheng vaguely came through the half-closed door:

"Everyone is sent to the police station and say hello to Deputy Director Zhao."

"The reporters can suppress them."

"Tomorrow tomorrow morning, all department managers and above personnel will be convened to have a meeting."

...

Li Zhicheng's voice sounded calm and low. It was precisely because of the calm calmness that Lin Qian felt a stronger deterrent power after being angry.

Lin Qian walked over and closed the door tightly. Then she said to Lin Mochen on the phone: "I'm fine, I went to the hotel with Li Zhicheng...attack? No, it's just that some people are making trouble and being blocked. We took the opportunity to run away by car...how did they attack me?"

As for her brother, she reported good news but not bad news, and even said no word about the egg that was hit.

But this time, she couldn't hide it anymore. Because Lin Mochen said lightly: "I've seen the photo of you hit by an egg."

Lin Qian couldn't figure out where he saw the photo. But she knew that her brother had always had great magical powers and various means, so she didn't ask again. Just after hearing what he said, she felt a little aggrieved. She replied: "Okay, I was hit by one, and Li Zhicheng was hit by four or five on the back. It hurt a little, but she was not injured." She paused and sighed and said: "The trauma of the mind is much greater than the pain of the body."

Her words were half true and half false, but Lin Mochen was silent when he heard them.

"Where? I'll come here."

Lin Qian hesitated: "Not very good, right?" This is at the forefront.

But obviously, whenever Lin Mochen gets angry, it is different from the low air pressure covered by Li Zhicheng. Not only does he have low air pressure, but he also has some kind of evil spirit that makes people panic.

He smiled coldly and said, "Address!"

Lin Qian immediately told him the hotel name and room number, and he hung up the phone.

Lin Qian was a little amused and crying. Come on, come on, you are not afraid of shadows. And anyway, it’s your brother, so he will definitely not let the brother and sister suffer any further.

With this idea in mind, Lin Qian threw her cell phone aside and lay down on the bed.

Strangely, she was just hit in the face. Why did she feel physically and mentally exhausted?

Her eyes looked around and naturally fell on the shirt on the table. It was replaced by Li Zhicheng. At that time, Lin Qian was in the hospital, but Lin Qian didn't notice it, and only heard several sounds of smashing eggs behind him. After getting in the car, he realized that Li Zhicheng's arms and back had been smashed to pieces. Somehow, Lin Qian saw that he was smashed, and was even more aggrieved and angry than when he was hit. There was only one thought in her mind: How could they smash him? They didn't know how he was doing his best to protect the national brand!

Thinking of this, Lin Qian felt a familiar and depressed feeling again. She jumped out of bed, picked up Li Zhicheng's shirt, and walked into the bathroom.

Li Zhicheng just took a quick shower and went out to talk to others. Lin Qian originally wanted to go out, but probably because she was hit today, which made him feel completely distressed. So he just lowered his head and kissed her, and then said, "I'll deal with it, you can rest, stay inside and don't have to come out."

Usually, Li Zhicheng never stops her from participating in business discussions. At this moment, Lin Qian feels that he is strongly protecting her. So she softened her heart, nodded, and stayed in the bedroom obediently.

The water was buzzing, and Lin Qian carefully rubbed his shirt. I remember that this was the first time she washed his shirt for him. During the days of living together, both of them were busy, and almost all their clothes were handed over to the washing machine and the dry cleaning shop. Although he was completely macho, he had been in the army for so many years and was used to doing it by himself. So Lin Qian had never even washed a piece of underwear for him.

Thinking of this, she felt a soft heart, rubbing the soft fabric under her hands, as if she could still feel the temperature of his skin.

She was going to treat him better, she wanted to take care of him a little more.

Just as I was washing my body, I heard a slight sound, and the bathroom door was pushed open.

Li Zhicheng walked in, still in a simple shirt and trousers, looking at her with a deep look.

Lin Qian glanced behind him, and the outside was already quiet. So she asked, "Are they leaving?"

"Well." He stood beside the washstand, his eyes falling on her hands, "Why did you come to do my clothes?"

Lin Qian smiled slightly, lifted her clothes and rinsed them again, then unscrewed them, hung them with a clothes rack, and walked back to the bedroom. Li Zhicheng put his hands in his pockets and walked out behind her.

Lin Qian hung his shirt on the balcony and then clapped his hands. The typhoon was very strong, but it seemed to blow away the haze in people's hearts. She was a little stunned and looked into the distance. Li Zhicheng wrapped his waist around her back, lowered his head and started biting her neck.

Lin Qian was so soft-hearted that he held his hand and whispered: "Zhicheng, I just saw several old employees of Ida among the troublemakers."

After saying this, she kept silent.

They are real old employees. In the most difficult times of Ida, those few people never left the company. For such people, Li Zhicheng and Lin Qian would notice them.

But today, they were incited by someone, and they stood in the protesting crowd.

The incitement is just an external cause. Maybe they don’t know her. Maybe they are too uncomfortable because Lao Aida is controlled by DG. But today, Lin Qian was really disappointed when she saw them standing there.

Li Zhicheng paused and raised his head.

He supported his hands on the balcony and still wrapped her entire body in his arms. This posture made Lin Qian feel extremely warm, turned his head and rubbed his neck, and then looked up at him.

He also looked down at her:

"How can we do it all, but I want to be ashamed of my heart."

Lin Qian nodded.

However, even though I say that, I always feel a sense of misunderstanding in my heart.

if……

If Lin Qian is not Li Zhicheng's subordinate today, she doesn't have to rely on him to develop his career - at least to the outside world - even if she is Lin Mochen's sister, how could others have the opportunity to say a little gossip?

This thought flashed through my mind, like opening a window, and more thoughts and impulses emerged. She didn't say anything, but just thought about those things silently. Li Zhicheng didn't notice it, and he also had his own thoughts. During the moment when Lin Qian was stunned, he looked at her forehead, eyes and nose quietly.

Except for the faint bruise above the bridge of his nose, there was no injury elsewhere. Li Zhicheng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the small bruise with his fingertips. Lin Qian's heart was softened by his touch. The man's pity was silent and silent, but it was also touching.

"Isn't it very embarrassing?" She pursed her lips.

Li Zhicheng glanced at her, stopped stroking her, but hugged her in his arms with one hand, and looked at the endless night together.

"Well, it's very embarrassed." He replied in a low voice, "But the more embarrassed one is me, watching you get hurt in front of me."

Lin Qian was shocked and looked at his handsome and quiet side face in the night. After all, he didn't say anything and reached back to hug him.

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"Ding Dong--"

When the doorbell rang, Lin Qian let go of Li Zhicheng: "It's my brother here."

Li Zhicheng ignored it and took her hand and walked back to the living room. Lin Qian blinked: "You stay there." He let go of his hand and opened the door.

Outside the door, Lin Mochen was wearing a black windbreaker, tall and tall, and his handsome face seemed to be stained with the coldness of the night. His eyes were cold and deep, and he looked at her steadily.

He glanced at Li Zhicheng behind her again, then walked in and closed the door.

The lights in the living room were soft and Lin Mochen didn't take off his coat. He reached out and grabbed Lin Qian and looked down at her face. So his face became a little ugly again, and his next action was exactly the same as Li Zhicheng - he reached out and gently touched the bruise.

Lin Qian whispered: "Brother... I'm sorry, it's okay."

Lin Mochen glanced at her and let her go. Compared to his anger in the office before, he was completely calm and calm. He raised his eyes and exchanged glances with Li Zhicheng, and the two walked over to sit down on the sofa.

This time Li Zhicheng didn't drive Lin Qian back to the bedroom, so she sat down next to him and held his arm.

Three people, six eyes, silent for a moment. Lin Mochen spoke first, his voice was light: "What are you going to do?"

Li Zhicheng replied: "The people have been caught and sent to the police station. This matter..." He glanced at Lin Qian, "I don't plan to go into it in depth for the time being. If I leave it in the future, I will teach the perpetrators behind it."

Lin Mochen nodded, crossed his long legs, and put his hands on his knees and tapped him gently: "It's really not suitable for investigation now, and the more you draw it, the darker it gets." He also glanced at Lin Qian: "I suffer a little first, and I'll avenge you in the future."

Lin Qian was joked by the two of them. How could she ignore the overall situation because of this little grievance? On the contrary, they were both angry when the incident happened. Fortunately, they were always rational and now they made the decision to make plans and then move.

At this time, Lin Mochen asked again: "What are you going to fight later?"

Very ordinary questions made Lin Qian and Li Zhicheng slightly stunned.

Because Lin Mochen has never interfered in Aida's acquisition, of course, he just asked about their anti-acquisition business war, which is for neutrality. Now he suddenly asks...

Lin Qian spoke first: "Brother, what do you want to do? Why are you asking this?"

Li Zhicheng looked at her and didn't say anything. But his calm and sharp eyes seemed to have seen what Lin Mochen was thinking.

Sure enough, Lin Mochen smiled faintly and said, "Lin Qian, I have my own principles. I would not have any favoritism towards you before. The same is true. Now someone has put his ideas on you. Do you think I will still indulge it? Ridiculous provocation, seeking death."

Li Zhicheng's eyes showed a faint smile, as if he was worried about him.

"But!" Lin Qian frowned, "What should you do with your job?"

Lin Mochen answered calmly: "What should I do if I have nothing. The acquisition case of Xin Baorui and Si Meiqi in my hand has been transferred to my colleagues, and it is impossible to continue."

Lin Qian opened her mouth and said nothing. But he ignored her and started chatting with Li Zhicheng.

"Now DG plays the brand brand, and promotes Zamon as the number one foreign brand in China." Lin Mochen said, "What are you planning to do?"

Li Zhicheng replied in a deep voice: "The higher the praise, the more severe the decline. I have arranged for someone to conduct in-depth research. Although zamon is a first-tier brand in the United States, it is far from reaching the top luxury brand they have created. The price is the same as other luxury goods, and it is very different in China and overseas."

Lin Mochen's eyes glossed, he thought for a moment, and there was a smile in his eyes: "Are you planning to break through there?"

"Well." Li Zhicheng replied calmly, "The most important factor that constitutes luxury goods is price. Price is customer interests, and high prices increase the reputation of the product*. If the price system is controversial, customers will feel that their interests are damaged, and then product reputation and brand will collapse together..."

They lowered their heads and crossed the corner of the coffee table, with calm postures, eyes intertwined, and conversations. Lin Qian had already let go of Li Zhicheng and sat on the sofa. She looked at the faces of both of them, and listened to their voices that were not warm, but her thoughts rolled to a very far place.

The first thing she thought of was that the problems her brother encountered were not as simple as he said.

If he intervenes in the battle between China and foreign capital, it will definitely not be enough to withdraw from the acquisition work group. DG is a customer of their company. If things continue to evolve, he will have to resign.

Of course, my brother owns a company, and doing financial investment in recent years is just because of interest. But because of her, it has affected his career plan, which is not what she wants to see.

And what about Li Zhicheng?
To be continued...