morning.

The sun is as shallow as broken gold, spreading under the Ida Building, and the spacious and clean marble floor reflects a luster. The surrounding flowerbeds are neatly trimmed, and there are water droplets that have just been sprinkled for a while on the green leaf petals, shining in the sun.

Downstairs, the administrative department manager took a group of employee representatives, holding flowers and formal clothes, standing at the entrance of the building, looking forward to it.

Upstairs, behind almost every window, through the venetian blinds, people looked out from time to time.

Of course, the two young girls in the general manager couldn't sit still and looked out all morning. They whispered to guess who the second son of the group who had never appeared in public was.

Lin Qian was a little moved when they talked about it, and subconsciously looked out the window.

Finally, the booked morning arrived at exactly 10 o'clock.

Several black cars were coming from the highway in a long queue. The leader was Gu Yanzhi's Cadillac, and the second time behind him was Audi. They drove into the group and then parked neatly under the building one by one.

This posture made the two girls' eyes wide open. Lin Qian held her chin with her hands and also looked at the movement below.

Soon, everyone in the car got off and was the managers of various departments. Gu Yanzhi also got off the car from the Cadillac co-pilot and was wearing a straight suit.

Then, a manager stepped forward and respectfully opened the rear seat door.

"He" got out of the car, too.

A pure black suit, a white shirt, and dark leather shoes. The young man has short black hair, tall and eye-catching among the crowd.

Gu Yanzhi personally led the department managers to the entrance of the building, surrounded him and walked towards the entrance of the building. After a brief clamor, the tranquility was restored there - they had already taken the elevator to the top floor.

——

Lin Qian still has a lot of work on hand today.

The press conference is over, but she still needs to pay close attention to the situation of her competitors.

Xinbaorui is worthy of being the leader of the industry and has a reaction speed that is beyond expectations. It was announced early this morning that a press conference will be held in the evening. Si Meiqi remained silent for the time being. It is rumored that Chen Zheng will make a statement soon...

The news popularity of the "Ida Press Conference" has risen to the top of the industry overnight. There are also negative voices accusing Ada of making a show. But this is only a very small number, and it is not ruled out that it is done by competitors. The mainstream media and the Internet are full of praise.

Lin Qian estimated that this incident will make Aida's declining sales performance improve a little.

But there is only one thing.

A successful crisis public relations business myth that will completely turn the company over will not appear.

"Sister Lin Qian." The girl named Song Xianxian turned her head from the seat and looked at her, "I heard that the new boss is talking to the heads of each department."

Another girl named Yang Xiru also said: "Yes, Sister Lin Qian, I may also call you there later."

Lin Qian paused on the paper with the tip of the pen in her hand, and looked up at them with a smile: "Well, depending on the situation, wait for the leader to call you at any time."

Song Xianxian and Yang Xiru both smiled and nodded and said yes.

In fact, since the day Lin Qian joined the company, they were a little bit like her. Lin Qian looked at their slightly anticipated eyes and could actually understand their mood. Newcomers in the workplace who had just graduated were confused and ignorant of everything, and were eager to see someone guide her. She also came here in the same way.

Since she was released from the working group, they basically regarded her as their superiors, reported to her everything, and shared the work from her. Lin Qian saw their attentiveness, was a little soft-hearted and a little helpful. So she let the flow and took them with her with her heart and soul. Although she only had three years of work experience, she believed that she could still suppress the two newly graduated girls.

But they are now provoking the topic of "new boss", which makes Lin Qian, who was originally focused on his work, feel a little distracted again.

This distracted mind naturally reminded me of last night again.

Alas, last night.

After receiving a call from Lin Mochen last night, Lin Qian lay on Li Zhicheng's back, feeling that there was a voice left between the world - her heartbeat: "Pu, pu..."

"Let me down," she said.

The rumored boss paused and let go, allowing her to slowly slide off her back, and then straightened her waist.

She immediately made a mistake to the side and kept a suitable and polite distance from him.

Under the dim street light, he looked down at her. The neat black coat made him look even more straight and slender with wide shoulders, narrow waist and straight and slender. His handsome face exuded a cold look, and his black eyes were quiet.

Lin Qian didn't know what to say for a moment.

But he spoke, still in a warm and cool voice.

"Why..." he said slowly, "Don't you need to recite it?"

Lin Qian's mind buzzed softly.

He asked why, but he actually asked why he didn't let him recite it.

Damn, is he used to being brave in the army, so he doesn't understand why she, the common man, refused? Or has he heard the phone just now, and as a boss, he is testing how much she knows?

Looking at the dark eyes, Lin Qian felt that she couldn't see through him.

"Because... I suddenly remembered that there was something else, and the wound didn't hurt much, so I won't bother you." Lin Qian found an excuse that was not painful and showed him a sweet and flawless smile, "Why don't you go back and rest first?"

Well... the wording is perfect, whether he is a security guard or a boss, it is reasonable.

His eyes stared at her faintly.

"Yeah." He put his hands in his pockets, "See you tomorrow."

Lin Qian's smile remained unchanged: "See you tomorrow."

He turned around, stepped on his long legs, and still had a cold and quiet posture and aura, walking towards the way he came. Lin Qian looked at his back, with a smile on his face, and suddenly he was stunned.

He just said "See you tomorrow"?

They wouldn't meet every day before. Is his words a casual etiquette or something else?

Lin Qian stood there, her heart was messy again.

She felt that she must have been thinking too much and was a little nervous because of the fact that "silent and withdrawn soldier security guard" = "the new president of the prince". He must have no other intentions.

As a result, as soon as I started working today, I received the news. Not only her, but all employees of all departments received the news - the new president is about to arrive, and I am ready to welcome him quickly.

See you tomorrow, it's really to see you tomorrow. The boss said the truth and greeted her openly.

...

——

"The new president has such a big show." Song Xianxian was still lamenting the grand occasion just now.

Yang Xiru also said: "Yes, I feel so awesome."

Lin Qian listened on the side and thought: Of course, she must have a big show, if she did, she would make such a decision. Now the group is shaky. The more the moment of crisis, the more the leader must be able to stand the situation and be high in order to give employees confidence.

Thinking of this, my mind couldn't help but flashed through that night, Li Zhicheng was sitting opposite her eating sweet potatoes, tall figure, baseball cap, quiet expression, and chewing chin.

Obviously he is not a person who can act arrogantly, at most he will be a little cold to others.

But now, no matter what kind of person he is, he has been brought to the highest position, and all Aida people look up to it.

She must look up, too.

——

In the evening, after it was said that the head of each department was received, the phone on Lin Qian's table finally rang.

He is Gu Yanzhi's secretary. Li Zhicheng has no secretary yet.

"Assistant Lin, Mr. Li wants to see you."

When he stepped onto the top executive office area again, Lin Qian's heart was beating and he was a little excited.

She is still somewhat sure whether Li Zhicheng would designate her as the president's assistant.

When I tapped the dark brown paulownia door, a familiar and clear voice came from inside: "Come in."

Lin Qian pushed the door and entered, her face was already filled with a beautiful smile comparable to that of a female TV anchor.

However, after taking a step in, he was stunned.

The young man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the sunset outside the window fell on the horizon, forming a majestic and soft background. His hands were inserted into his suit pockets, making him look particularly sleek. When he heard the footsteps and turned around, Lin Qian saw his appearance clearly.

There was no longer a hat brim covering his eyes, and his black hair was short and neat. The pure black and exquisite handmade suit and a white and ironed shirt made his eyebrows and eyes look more and more dark and clear. When he stared at Lin Qian so coldly, her heart began to "plop" again.

This is a completely different aura than when he was wearing a military coat or a windbreaker.

Qingyan, calm, and seemed... she had a bit of noble temperament in her every move.

Lin Qian calmed down and said with a bright smile: "Hello, Mr. Li."

This smile was practiced specifically in front of the mirror last night. It was open, sincere, and with a bit of joy from the heart. The meaning of joy was - it turns out that you are the new president, and I am quite destined to be with you.

Of course, in fact, the embarrassment and embarrassment deep in her heart is far more than joy.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhicheng seemed to have not heard it, and still looked at her with his dark eyes.

The room was silent, and they were facing each other from afar.

Lin Qian suddenly felt a little up and down.

"I misunderstood your identity before, and I'm really sorry." She smiled sweetly again, saying, "Shi Wenwen, elegant and elegant."

This time, the boss finally spoke, still in his calm and clear voice.

But Lin Qian never expected that he would say slowly: "Lin Qian, you don't have to... pretend to be honest."

Lin Qian's temple suddenly began to jump "bang" again.

What did he say? "Pretending to be honest"? Could it be that she gave him the impression that she had been very dishonest and slippery?
To be continued...