The moment Lin Qian saw Li Zhicheng, the first thing that came to her mind was not the reunion of old and new lovers, or whether this would be annoying, or whether that would make him jealous.
The only thing she could think of was not to let them meet.
There were two reasons.
First, Ning Weikai was as shrewd as a fox. If he saw Li Zhicheng taking her out "incognito", he would definitely think that there was a conspiracy behind it. Although their actions had been low-key and did not attract attention, it was better to avoid trouble.
Second, Ning Weikai's side was full of people and was very ostentatious. No matter how extraordinary Li Zhicheng's temperament was, she was the only one behind him, and she was dressed casually. If they really met face to face, it would be too shabby. Moreover, the two of them looked like they were on a date, and they even wore the same style of "couple hats." If they were seen by others, it would be a lot of gossip.
Ning Weikai would definitely laugh at them in his heart, and the followers behind him would definitely look at them strangely, thinking that the male superior and female subordinate were not clear.
Pfft. Li Zhicheng was not someone they could look down on.
He didn't have ostentatiousness because he had his own cleavage.
He was inseparable from her because they were in love with each other.
Li Zhicheng's eyes darkened as he carried the two bottles of drinks and walked in their direction. Lin Qian was thinking that she had to protect him and not let the people around her have the slightest chance to look down on the president of Aida.
She made up her mind and suddenly took a step back. Her face was full of smiles as she bowed slightly towards Ning Weikai. At the same time, she said in a clear voice, "Okay, CEO Ning, then I won't disturb you any further.
Ning Weikai's attention was all on Lin Qian, so he did not notice Li Zhicheng in the crowd. Seeing her acting like she was avoiding the plague, he couldn't help but laugh.
At this time, Lin Qian had cleverly nodded and smiled at the staff behind him. "Goodbye! Goodbye! " Seeing this, everyone naturally thought that Ning Weikai had just said goodbye to her politely, so they also pretended to say goodbye to her politely. Then they looked at Ning Weikai, waiting for him to give new orders and go in a new direction.
Ning Weikai didn't say anything else. He glanced at her briefly, then turned his head and led the group of people away in a grandiose manner.
Lin Qian let out a sigh of relief. She turned around and saw Li Zhicheng walking towards her from between the two rows of counters. He also glanced in the direction that Ning Weikai had left, and then looked at her. That gaze … was somewhat unfathomable.
Lin Qian quickly ran to his side and took the drink from his hand.
"Thank you. Let's go. "She smiled at him.
He looked at her and said nothing.
Lin Qian gently pulled his sleeve. "Let's go."
"Yes," he replied in a low voice. Delighted, Lin Qian turned around and walked out with him. Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder. It was his hand, gently holding her shoulder.
The slight weight on her shoulder seemed to be ironing into her heart. Her heart felt soft, as if it was being comforted and controlled by his hands. Lin Qian followed him out of the mall unhurriedly.
Before they opened the curtain leading to the street, Li Zhicheng held the woman in his arms and seemed to inadvertently turn his head.
Behind them, on the escalator leading to the next floor, Ning Weikai, surrounded by the crowd, was slowly going up.
The lights in the mall were extremely bright, but the two men's eyes were also extremely sharp. Separated by the noisy crowd, they looked at each other from a distance, then turned around and walked in their own direction.
Li Zhicheng had work to do in the afternoon, so he left the city and drove Lin Qian home first.
The golden rays of the sun shone on the road, illuminating the interior of the car. Lin Qian lazily leaned against the passenger seat, picked up her lemon kumquat, bit the straw and slowly sipped it.
Li Zhicheng focused on driving, his handsome face expressionless. Lin Qian looked down and saw the cup of drink he had placed next to the gear lever. There was a small label on the lid: "Fragrant Oolong." It was indeed his style, buying a drink on the street with no sweetness at all.
At this moment, Li Zhicheng reached over with one hand, picked up the cup of oolong, took a sip, and put it back.
But such a simple action of drinking water made Lin Qian's heart beat faster and faster.
Sometimes, you couldn't help but admit that some men were downright handsome. Every movement, every word, and movement was handsome and neat. Even the way he drank water was different from other men she had seen. He looked straight ahead the whole time, but his hand could accurately fall on the cup. After picking it up, he didn't hold the bottom of the cup casually like other people, or hold it with his whole palm and drink it casually. But he slightly opened his thumb and index finger, pressed on the cup evenly and forcefully, a bit like the gesture of ancient people holding a wine cup, very dignified, and his hand looked particularly slender and good-looking.
Huh, she actually felt dignified just drinking water …
"What are you looking at?" he suddenly asked.
Caught red-handed, Lin Qian was a little surprised and said, "Nothing. I see that you really don't drink sweet things at all?"
"Yeah," he answered softly, "I don't like it."
"Oh."
After a moment of silence in the car, he asked her again, "Do you like it?"
Lin Qian thought for a moment and answered, "Actually, I like all tastes."
Sweet, sour, spicy, salty, bitter. Everything had its best taste. She tasted everything, and she liked it all.
It was a very ordinary answer, but Li Zhicheng's face was tinged with a faint smile.
Lin Qian inexplicably felt a little shy, "What are you smiling at?"
Li Zhicheng glanced at her but didn't answer.
He had a dull nature, but she liked all kinds of colorful colors.
Like a seven-colored flower, it bloomed in the silent lake of his heart.
And although he didn't say anything, Lin Qian could feel that he was in a very good mood at the moment.
The opportunity didn't come again, and now was the time to poke the hornet's nest. So she lowered her head to take a sip of water, then cleared her throat and said in a very casual tone, "By the way, I used to know Ning Weikai."
Why did she confess to Li Zhicheng about this little relationship?
Lin Qian had thought it through very clearly. When two people get along, they should communicate openly to each other to last.
And just now in the mall, Li Zhicheng had already seen Ning Weikai talking to her quite intimately. Although Ning Weikai pretended to be a senior in the industry and pulled her along to give advice, Li Zhicheng was a smart person. But Li Zhicheng was a smart person. Why would Ning Weikai talk to a small character like her? Maybe he already had doubts in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
Hearing her words, Li Zhicheng, who was driving, paused and turned his head to look at her. His gaze was a little dark and threatening, looking at Lin Qian a little guilty.
She clearly only said "used to know him," but how come his gaze seemed to understand everything just by hearing this sentence? Even a person's nature can't be so transparent …
At this time, the car had already driven into the neighborhood where Lin Qian lived. The steering wheel slowly turned, he looked at the rearview mirror and began to slowly reverse and park the car. In the few seconds when he wasn't looking at her, Lin Qian quickly said, "Well … I was in my sophomore year, and he was in his senior year. We used to be good friends, but after a few days, we felt our personalities didn't match, so we broke up. "
Actually, Lin Qian still hid part of the story. She broke up with Ning Weikai not because of personality differences, but because she found out he cheated on her. But it was a little embarrassing to talk about it, so she found another excuse.
At this time, Li Zhicheng had already parked the car. She had finished "confessing," but he didn't say anything. He turned his head and quietly looked at her.
What, jealous? Angry?
Lin Qian thought she was being frank. But for some reason, looking at his deep black eyes and his seemingly casual hands on the steering wheel, she felt as if she was plucking the hair off a tiger's head. She trembled, but at the same time, felt a little excited.
"Then I'm leaving. See you on Monday." She unbuckled her seat belt and reached out to open the car door.
Suddenly, her arm was grabbed by someone. She was dazed, and he had already leaned over, lowered his head and kissed her.
This was a completely different kiss from the last time.
More forceful, more aggressive, and deeper.
Lin Qian's heart was beating fast. Because her lips and tongue were so passionately occupied, she felt a little dizzy. Li Zhicheng didn't just use his body and arms to block her in the chair like last time. Instead, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, causing her body to involuntarily lean forward and stick to his chest. And his other hand firmly clasped the back of her head, making her unable to move, only in his palm, only under his lips.
Because of the kiss, the man's face gently rubbed against her cheek. She could even feel the bridge of his nose against her face. The hot air from his breath blew on her face and eyelids. And in his mouth, there was a light taste of oolong tea. His tongue decisively and forcefully chased after hers, almost giving her no chance to breathe. She had no choice but to be completely entangled with him.
And after being kissed by him for a while, Lin Qian slowly raised her hands, pressed against his chest, and gently grabbed his clothes …
This kiss actually lasted for a long time.
Three minutes? Five minutes? Or even ten minutes?
Until Lin Qian felt a little pain on her lips, he slowly moved his face away. His deep and beautiful eyes were still staring at her. There seemed to still be a dark undercurrent surging in them.
Lin Qian's face was bursting with heat, her hands still on his chest, not saying a word. And he still did not let go of her waist.
"Don't you have a secret agreement with my brother …" she whispered, "You won't do anything to me in the short term? Doesn't that count? "
Rather than saying it was a question, it was more like she was acting coquettishly.
Li Zhicheng stared at her smooth as jade, but with layers of crimson on her face, and softly said, "Today is a special case."
"Why?"
He slowly answered, "It's intolerable."
Lin Qian was a little stunned, the corners of her mouth curved up, and she wanted to laugh. Unexpectedly, the hand on her waist tightened again. He lowered his head and kissed her again.
This time, Lin Qian was not caught off guard like before. She quietly closed her eyes, and when his lips gently covered hers, her body actually swayed a little.
And this time, his kiss was warm and gentle, as if he was reminiscing and comforting. After tasting it lightly in her mouth, he tilted his head away and let go of her slender waist.
"Go back," he said, "or else I can't guarantee that I won't leave you in my car today."
He said this calmly and gently, but Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat. She vaguely knew that he was not joking, so she hurriedly pushed the door open and got out of the car. Thinking about his words again, she blushed again.
"Leave you in the car" … Isn't that too bad and too wild?
At this time, Li Zhicheng also got out of the car. The afternoon sun shone on the car and on their faces. He stood by the car door with his hands in his trouser pockets, watching her go upstairs. Lin Qian didn't know if it was an illusion, but his cheeks, which had been as calm as water for thousands of years, seemed to be stained with a hint of redness. But his aura was too strong, like a handsome and silent statue standing there. That touch of redness finally added some liveliness to him.
Finally, he looked like a twenty-five-year-old young man who had encountered love. Not an old man in his seventies or eighties.
But this illusion of "young and inexperienced" only lasted for a moment.
Because after two steps, Lin Qian turned back and asked him, "What is the agreement between you and my brother? Tell me. "
He glanced at her and answered indifferently and mysteriously, "It's not time yet."
Lin Qian said, "… Okay."
When Lin Qian got home, she did not do anything but directly fell on the bed.
Thinking back to that passionate kiss that made her blood boil, her heart still seemed to be pounding, trembling unstably. She reached out to touch her lips, then took off the hat on her head, looked at it carefully, touched it again, and then put it back on her head.
There was no sound of the car starting outside the window. Did he leave?
Lin Qian jumped out of bed and walked to the balcony. She was stunned by what she saw.
Li Zhicheng's car was really still there, and so was he. She saw him leaning against the car door, and not far in front of him was a small pond in the neighborhood, in which there were live goldfish swimming. And a group of children were crowding around the fish pond, laughing and running.
Hey, he likes children?
Lin Qian rested her chin on one hand, leaned against the balcony, and looked at him. After a while, an idea came to her mind. She turned back to her room, took out a smooth and flexible piece of white paper, and began to fold it quickly.
In fact, Li Zhicheng did not have a special preference for children. He stood there without moving, just thinking about something.
His chest, where her hand had gently pressed, seemed to still have some residual warmth. And on his tongue, he could still feel the sweet, soft, and smooth taste of her mouth.
It was a strange and sweet feeling, slowly spreading into his heart. When he realized it, a smile appeared on his face without him realizing it.
And in his mind, he was thinking about the expression on Lin Qian's face when she raised her head and saw him across the crowd in the mall.
Tender and tender.
In those big and bright eyes, there was only the most gentle and stubborn tenderness.
At the time, he saw the pros and cons of the situation, and he knew it was better not to show up. And she was as smart as ice, so naturally she understood.
Then, he made a decision and walked toward her. But he heard her clear voice, "Okay, Mr. Ning, I won't disturb you anymore …" Then she nodded and bowed to the crowd, hurriedly sending them off. She had solved the situation before he could.
In the army, when everyone talked about the "Wolf of the Southwest," Li Zhicheng, they all secretly clicked their tongues, unwilling to be enemies with him. But after the battle with SMQ, everyone in Aida looked at him with respect.
This woman had also clearly panicked after seeing through his true nature, and then avoided him at all costs.
But now, it seemed that she had returned to the old days, when she still thought he was an ignorant young man, looking at him with eyes full of tenderness that even she herself did not realize.
He was already plotting against the entire industry, and soon he would be ruthless. But she was still worried that he would suffer a little.
Li Zhicheng put his hand on the rearview mirror of the car window, and gently knocked on it.
The moon was bright, and the people were outstanding.
The comfort was gentle, and the worry was quiet.
Just then, he heard a melodious whistle from above. Li Zhicheng looked up and saw a white paper airplane, like a white pigeon, spiraling down. And on the balcony of Lin Qian's house, she was looking at him with her hand under her chin.
Li Zhicheng was quick-witted and quickly caught the childish paper airplane. There were some words on the paper. He slowly opened it and saw four big, flamboyant characters in the middle of the paper: Aida Will Win.
Li Zhicheng suddenly burst into laughter, holding it, and looked up again. Separated by more than ten floors, he couldn't see her expression clearly, but he could see the soft light of the sun shining on her face.
It was almost time. Li Zhicheng quietly looked at her for a while, and then got into the car. He folded the paper airplane in its original shape and placed it next to the front window. As the car drove out of her neighborhood, he caught a glimpse of the paper airplane from the corner of his eye. Unable to restrain himself, he picked it up, held it in his palm, and gently stroked it.
This time, the "Longbow" project team was secretly attached to Lin Qian's marketing department. Nominally, she was the main contact. In fact, almost all the top executives and elites of Aida were involved.
Li Zhicheng was in charge of the overall situation. Below him were Liu Tong and Gu Yanzhi. The three of them formed the core brain, firmly controlling the main ideas of the new product design, production, and marketing.
Below them were a few scattered groups: material technology, appearance design, marketing, and production management. Every group had a leader, and Lin Qian was the leader of the marketing group, but Gu Yanzhi would ask about the specific work.
After that long, passionate kiss, Lin Qian and Li Zhicheng almost didn't see each other in private for the next few days. Because the whole project team had been running non-stop according to his plans and requirements.
At this time, Lin Qian of course didn't think about anything. Some things were stirred up and exposed. But at the moment, she couldn't get a release, so she could only secretly control herself. But every time she saw his handsome and calm figure in the meeting, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
But occasionally, when their eyes met, Lin Qian felt her heart tremble. There was an undercurrent that only they could understand, hidden in each other's eyes.
And he was obviously completely focused on the project, staying in the company almost all day and all night, without any private time. Lin Qian knew that he was the busiest person in the whole company, and there would be countless things that came to him.
Lin Qian had five elites. But now the materials and appearance of the new product had not been decided, and they only had a general direction. So the marketing group could only do some general planning work, which was not as busy as the other groups.
Lin Qian went to Gu Yanzhi, asking him to point out the key points of the current work. Gu Yanzhi was about to go on a business trip, so he waved his hand and said, "I'm going to Europe with Mr. Li to discuss a new type of fabric. I'll be back in six or seven days. Before I come back, you can think about it yourself. My requirement is that this is a new and unprecedented product, so you have to give us something new and valuable. Do you understand? "
His request sounded simple, but it was very stressful. Lin Qian nodded and agreed. She thought that Li Zhicheng was going on such a long and urgent business trip. It must be tiring.
In the afternoon, she received a text from him, "Business trip to Europe, back in six days."
Lin Qian smiled and replied, "Okay, have a safe trip." She wanted to type "I'll wait for you," but felt it was too clingy, so she deleted it.
Without the permission of the leader, Lin Qian led the group to find the direction by themselves. In fact, Li Zhicheng's product direction was very clear, and everyone thought there was a lot to be done. After some discussion, they came up with a lot of good ideas. For example, how to promote, what form to use for advertising, whether to use hunger marketing, and so on.
But Lin Qian still felt that something was lacking. None of this was what Gu Yanzhi meant by "new and valuable things".
After the meeting, she locked herself in the office to think. She thought a lot, and the last thing that came to mind was what Li Zhicheng said to her that day in the mall.
He said that the cost-performance ratio should be the best in the market.
He said that he wanted to use this brand to eliminate New Bori's top two brands in the market.
And she said, "Do you know how hard it is to make such a perfect bag?"
She was silent for a while, and regardless of the time, she called Lin Mochen.
It was midnight in the United States, and Lin Mochen sounded very tired, but his tone was very clear, "What's wrong?"
Lin Qian looked at the clock and stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry, brother. I was lost in thought and forgot to look at the time. I just wanted to call you."
Lin Mochen chuckled, sat up facing the lights of Manhattan outside the window, and asked, "What were you thinking about?"
Lin Qian told him about her current situation, and then said, "I have an idea. I think our marketing team should not be in a hurry to think about how to promote it. What we should do is to go to the market and do some field research. "
"Field research? Why? "
"Yes. Our industry, because it has been developed for many years, is very mature, and the basic categories are there. Almost no one does consumer research for a bag anymore, "she said," But this time, I think we should do it. What do the consumers think about a bag like this, do they have a demand for it, and how their target group is formed? How our target customer base is formed? If they are interested in this bag, then what functions do they expect it to have? These things can only be known through field research. So I plan to choose a few cities and do a small scale household survey to get the most accurate information. "
After listening to her, Lin Mochen was silent for a while, and then smiled, "I support you." He paused, and then said, "Since ancient times, in every industry, the world has been harmonious. The more you want to do the best, the more down-to-earth you have to be. To make an extraordinary product, the more you have to go back to the original market and explore. "
After hanging up, Lin Qian thought, Isn't that right? Li Zhicheng said that to deal with New Bori, they couldn't rely on "tricks" like they did with SMQ. They had to do it with real knives and guns, which was why they made this perfect longbow.
The most perfect business war was when every step was executed perfectly and extraordinarily well.
So when this product came out, the victory was already set, and there was no need to fight anymore.
For example, the iPhone.
For example, they might be able to make this longbow.
The next day, Lin Qian took the team members, and selected some other outstanding employees, and went to various research destinations.
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