In the winter morning, the sky was a gloomy and cold white. The vast park looked especially cold and quiet in the dark white.
The day after his first victory wasn't much different for Li Zhicheng. He arrived at the office as usual before seven o 'clock.
Seven o 'clock sharp.
Sitting on the sofa, he looked down at his watch, then raised his head to look at the cubicle outside the door.
Under the bright light, Lin Qian's desk was clean and tidy. A small green plant was placed on the corner of the desk.
She wasn't here yet.
Li Zhicheng got up slowly and walked to the bookshelf. He took down an industry magazine and flipped to a certain page. Then he walked back to the sofa and spread the magazine on the coffee table.
Waiting.
However, at eight o 'clock, Lin Qian, who usually had the same schedule as him, still hadn't arrived. Li Zhicheng raised his head again, glanced at her seat, then lowered his head to continue reading.
It wasn't until the bell rang at nine o 'clock that he heard a familiar and light voice walking into the cubicle amidst the crowd of footsteps. There was a rustling sound. It was her taking off her coat, sitting down, and turning on her computer as usual. Then the phone on her desk rang.
"Hello, CEO's office." A sweet, soft voice sounded.
Li Zhicheng, who had been sitting on the sofa in the cubicle, raised his head. Through the half-closed door, he happened to see the side of her face, fair and clear, with red lips.
Li Zhicheng raised his eyebrows silently and continued to look down at the documents.
Judging from her voice and color, this woman's cold was almost recovered.
Lin Qian hung up the phone and looked at the reports on the table waiting for Li Zhicheng's approval. She was silent for a few seconds.
She had been late this morning on purpose. She had actually woken up early, but she didn't want to come. Because she wanted to be alone with him for an hour or two like usual. Why did she feel a little uncomfortable?
He was obviously a wolf, maybe even the most ferocious and tough one, but she treated him like a sheep.
Ugh! She wanted to rush in and give him a good scolding. What kind of mentality was that?
Of course, Lin Qian wouldn't really scold him. Even when she picked up the documents and knocked on his door, a professional smile naturally appeared on her face. However, the most she could do was to smile at him. She didn't want to smile at him like she used to.
Humph. Who did he think she was? Although there was nothing wrong with him making all these plans, how could he involve her in it? Was she a simple-minded, ordinary character?
Just as she was thinking gloomily, another thought popped into her mind. Come to think of it, he had set up such a big trap for such a long time, and he did not deliberately hide his talent from her. She was by his side every day, yet she could not see it at all. Could it be that her level was really that different from his … Go go go, what was she thinking?
From today onwards, he had to be on full alert to face this …
What an unfathomable man.
She pushed the door open and looked up at Li Zhicheng, who was sitting on the sofa.
The sun had already emerged from behind the clouds, illuminating the winter room with a warm orange glow. He was still wearing a well-ironed black suit and a clean white shirt as he sat there. His hands rested lightly on his knees. There was a hint of casualness in his calmness. Hearing her footsteps, he lifted his head to look at her. His dark eyes were as calm as water.
Lin Qian's heart couldn't help but tremble when their eyes met. She immediately scolded herself in her heart: Stupid!
Look at him, look at him! His eyes, his posture, no matter how she looked at it, he was a quiet, two-faced man. How could she have thought he was a big, quiet cat?! How could she have misjudged him when the difference between a cat and a wolf was so huge?!
Even though her heart was pounding, the smile on Lin Qian's face became more and more impeccable. She skillfully handed him the documents in her hand and said, "Mr. Li, this is the report submitted by the technical department this morning. This is … "
Li Zhicheng reached out to take it. The two of them had a tacit understanding as usual. She simply said it, and he read it carefully. At the same time, he gave a short reply or comment, which she recorded in her soft copy.
During this time, Lin Qian inadvertently looked up and saw him looking down with great concentration. Under his long black eyebrows, dark eyelashes, and tall nose, he was handsome and steady like a painting.
A thought from last night flashed through Lin Qian's mind. She really had never seen him clearly.
Soon, this routine work was done. Lin Qian picked up the stack of documents and turned to leave, even a little anxious. Unexpectedly, a clear voice came from behind him. "Wait."
Lin Qian stopped, turned around and looked at him with a smile. "Mr. Li, is there anything else?"
The man was looking down at another document. Hearing this, he patted the sofa next to him and said without looking up, "Sit here."
Lin Qian's heart trembled again.
Sit … over?
Her mind suddenly flashed back to the hot, forceful kiss that day. The cold, inexplicable scent in the crook of the man's arm seemed to instantly appear in her nose.
As if sensing her hesitation, he slowly raised his head and looked at her with his clear eyes.
"In this authoritative magazine, there is a review of last year's top ten bags." His finger lightly tapped on the magazine that had been lying on the table for a long time. "There is also an SMQ product."
Lin Qian understood that he wanted her to go over and give advice.
She decided to play dumb.
She walked to his side with a calm expression, but when she sat down, she still subconsciously kept a distance of one foot. Ignoring his burning gaze on her face, she picked up the magazine and engrossed herself in reading it.
This time, it was very familiar. Because she had seen this report in other places before. The authoritative magazine evaluated from five perspectives, "quality, appearance, price-performance ratio, sales, and netizens' comments," and selected the top ten most popular bags in 2013.
Reading this report was actually quite shocking. Because the top three were all products from New Bori. After that, there was SMQ, and then there were others. A bag from the Vinda brand that Aida was currently promoting was also in eighth place. It was just that last year's sales were terrible.
Who knew if Vinda would make it into the top few this time next year?
Thinking about this, Lin Qian habitually picked up the report and explained the situation to Li Zhicheng according to what she knew. "Mr. Li, the first place is a casual bag from New Bori. As far as I know, this bag has been released for three years. Its advantages are its fashionable appearance, good quality, and an advantage in price. The second place is a professional outsourced bag from New Bori. There are actually not many domestic companies that are good at outdoor products. This bag from New Bori is considered a hot seller, but the price is on the high side … "
Halfway through, she suddenly realized something. What was she doing? Did they still think that he was that fearless boss? Since he could easily play SMQ in the palm of his hand, how could he not know basic information about these companies?
Then why did he call her over?
Lin Qian was still talking absent-mindedly, but she glanced up from the corner of her eye. She saw him leaning leisurely on the sofa next to her, his long legs gently crossed. One arm was on the sofa armrest behind her, and the other hand was on his knee. She didn't need to raise her head to feel his gaze, like the omnipresent air, shrouding her.
Lin Qian's face suddenly heated up.
This guy …
A thought flashed through her mind. He was a man with a clear purpose.
Thinking about this, Lin Qian's face heated up even more. She hastily put down the magazine in her hand and wanted to run away. "Mr. Li, that's all I know."
He was quiet for a few seconds.
"Your face is very red." His low and cool voice was right next to her ear.
Lin Qian was also quiet for a moment. Then she looked up at him with a smile. "Yeah, maybe I haven't recovered from the cold. Then I'll sit further away from you. I don't want to infect you. "She wanted to get up and avoid his arm.
But as soon as she moved, she felt a weight on her shoulder. His hand was on her, pressing her down.
Lin Qian's heart suddenly skipped a beat. This time she was really in his arms.
They stared at each other. His handsome face was very close to hers, and his hand was still firmly pressed on her shoulder, causing her to sit on the spot without moving. In those dark and distant eyes, she could see the reflection of her little flustered heart.
Neither of them spoke. The air in the room seemed to be as hot as his fingertips, burning her face uncomfortably. And he just stared at her, his tall and slender body encircling her between him and the sofa.
Lin Qian's heart was beating rapidly. A voice in her head shouted, How can he be like this?! Is there anyone who pursues someone like this? He's silent and forceful. Is he so sure that she won't run away?
Another voice sneered coldly, Lin Qian, are you sure he likes you? He's such a secretive person. You can't even figure him out now. Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble in the future?
…
Lin Qian calmed herself down. Looking at him close at hand, she said, "Mr. Li, I think this time, Aida really has a silver lining."
He looked at her, and his eyes seemed to become more and more profound.
Lin Qian's heart was beating wildly. She felt a little wronged, a little panicked for no reason, and also the courage to cut off all means of retreat. She continued, "Although we lost Ming Sheng, SMQ's mid-range luggage market has suddenly opened up without any obstacles. It seems that God is still on Aida's side. "
She said this calmly. After she finished, she looked directly at Li Zhicheng.
Li Zhicheng also looked at her. His dark and beautiful eyes were expressionless.
The two of them looked at each other quietly for a while.
Lin Qian suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He was such a smart person. He must have understood what she said. Even though she had guessed the truth yesterday, she had never thought of telling him. But today, for some reason, when he pressed her shoulder, she felt that she had to tell him.
However, even though she felt conflicted, regretful, and impulsive, she never expected that Li Zhicheng's first answer would be …
"Are you angry?" he asked softly.
Lin Qian didn't say anything.
He looked at her deeply. Suddenly, he let go of her shoulder and stepped back, temporarily distancing himself from her.
For a moment, Lin Qian felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, but there seemed to be an indescribable feeling lingering on her shoulders. She didn't know what to say. She just looked at him quietly.
His expression was indifferent. He raised his hand and opened a book on the top left corner of the table. Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat when she saw the cover. It was Sun Tzu's Art of War.
He gently pinched the book with his long fingers and pulled out a piece of white paper. He turned to look at her and put it in front of her. Lin Qian glanced at it. Wasn't it the piece of paper with the strategy of war written on it? The strong handwriting was the same as before: Inviting the enemy into the trap, killing with a borrowed knife …
"I never hid anything from you," he said slowly. "I was forced by the situation."
Lin Qian still didn't say anything.
What is he doing …
Is he explaining himself to me?
How could a shrewd and treacherous person be so straightforward and honest?
Hmph …
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Li Zhicheng was silent for a while. He looked straight ahead and opened the book again. He took out another folded piece of paper and turned to look at her again.
"I will write three pieces of paper like this. This is the second one. "He held the paper between his long fingers and looked at her." Do you want to read it? "
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