What kind of feeling would it be to reunite with the man you love after such a long time?
It's a little strange, but also a little familiar. Seeing him sitting in the crowd doesn't belong to you at this moment.
Then your eyes feel a little sore.
Lin Qian never thought that she would have the urge to cry when she saw Li Zhicheng again. But at this moment, the uncontrollable wetness in her eyes couldn't lie. She hurriedly turned her head away from him and suppressed the sourness in her eyes.
She used to not blame him for not coming to see her. But now, she felt a little wronged.
Damn it … Li Zhicheng, why don't you come to see me? It's been more than two months, and I've almost forgotten how it felt to be with you. Do you know that?
After calming down for a while, she turned her head and looked at the round table again. At this time, a sales manager was saying, "Mr. Li, the biggest problem for Aito now is …" He laughed, "… the supply can't meet the demand."
Hearing this, everyone in the meeting room laughed. Lin Qian couldn't help but laugh too. She turned her eyes and saw Li Zhicheng, who had his head lowered, also smiled and looked up at the sales manager.
He suddenly paused.
Everyone could see that he was about to say something. But this movement seemed to be stuck. He kept his head raised, and the smile on his face instantly faded. His eyes were clearly looking at the sales manager, but it seemed like he was looking at other places through the sales manager. His expression was solemn and unreadable.
This situation had never happened before. The subordinates were all stunned. And Lin Qian's heart suddenly jumped. She looked at his profile. Under the gaze of everyone, he didn't look in her direction. But she felt …
Li Zhicheng paused for only a moment. Soon, his eyes narrowed, and the expression on his face didn't change. He said calmly, "How much inventory do we have now? How much has the daily production capacity increased? "
This was in response to the "supply can't meet the demand." Liu Tong, the vice president in charge of production technology, answered with two numbers.
Li Zhicheng nodded, his expression unchanged. He just picked up the teacup in his hand and lowered his eyes to take a sip.
And Lin Qian's mood seemed to gradually become nervous with his every move.
Then she saw him put down the teacup, and the moment he raised his head, he very naturally looked in her direction.
His pitch-black eyes were as clear as the waters of a lake.
He spotted her in the crowd and stared at her.
Lin Qian felt as if her heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand. For a moment, she was a little absent-minded. Only when her eyes started to sting again did she realize that something was wrong. She quickly lowered her head to avoid his eyes.
He had also lost some weight. Her chin looks a little sharper, she thought. When did he cut his hair again? It was short and energetic. However, this hairstyle suited him better. It made him look more mature and unapproachable.
After a while, she looked up again. Li Zhicheng was no longer looking at her. He was talking to Liu Tong.
Liu Tong said, "Supply exceeding demand is a good thing, but it is indeed a problem. Right now, our production capacity is almost full. If the sales continue to rise, the production department will not be able to handle it. "
Another person beside him asked, "Do you want to shut down the production lines of the other products and transfer all the manpower and resources here to produce Aito?"
Lin Qian's attention was also temporarily attracted by this question. Some of the others agreed, while others disagreed. For the time being, no one had formed an opinion. Then everyone looked at Li Zhicheng, waiting for his opinion.
Li Zhicheng slowly looked around. When his eyes met Lin Qian's again, both of their expressions were very calm. And Lin Qian could stare at him without blinking.
His eyes touched her body and then moved away. He said, "Don't make any adjustments for the time being. The more the outbreak period, the more stable it is. At this stage, everyone work hard and overload. In addition, inform the HR department to distribute this quarter's bonus as soon as possible. "
Everyone nodded and agreed. Hearing him mention bonus, they all laughed again. Gu Yanzhi and Liu Tong had seen the bonus distribution plan and numbers in advance. Liu Tong sighed. "Our Aida has not distributed such a big bonus to our employees for several years."
Hearing this, everyone was even more happy. Lin Qian also laughed. Because the main topic had been discussed, the atmosphere in the meeting room became lively and relaxed. Everyone was talking at once. Therefore, no one noticed that Li Zhicheng's eyes passed through the crowd and stared at her. His eyes were deep and burning. It was not until her face was a little hot from his stare that he withdrew his gaze, stood up, announced the end of the meeting, and walked out of the office first.
And Lin Qian sat where she was, looking at his straight back and his steady steps. Every step was like stepping on her heart, rising and falling with him, making it difficult for her to calm down.
What is love?
Love is when you think you are familiar with this feeling, and you can control it freely. But a silent look from him makes you like a kite that has been flying for a long time, and as soon as the line is retracted, you return to the palm of his hand.
Be it your person, or your heart.
Because Lin Qian had "returned from an assignment," after the meeting, several managers who were familiar with her surrounded her and chatted. Even the two big bosses, Gu Yanzhi and Liu Tong, looked at her kindly and said that she had worked hard. However, before Gu Yanzhi left, he gave her a meaningful look, a faint smile on his face, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
Lin Qian chatted with them for a while. She was still calm and composed, but her heart had already flown to another room on this floor.
Is he waiting for me at this moment?
With great difficulty, the people in the meeting room dispersed. Lin Qian walked to Li Zhicheng's office again, feeling a little nervous. Her hands were hanging by her sides, and there was a trace of sweat on them.
Damn. Her face must be particularly red, because she felt bursts of heat coming from her face. Because the meeting had just ended, the office on the top floor was still bustling with people. Lin Qian felt that she was exposing herself, so she could only slightly lower her head, avoid other people's eyes, and gently knock on his office door.
"Mr. Li."
"Come in."
This voice made Lin Qian's heart flutter. Slowly pushing the door open, she saw Li Zhicheng sitting behind the big office desk, holding a pen in one hand and a stack of documents in the other, looking like he was giving instructions. And Jiang Yuan was standing by, waiting.
From the moment she stepped into the office, Li Zhicheng looked up at her, and his hands stopped moving.
Lin Qian's whole heart seemed to be occupied by his gaze, and her face continued to burn. Knowing that he was still busy with work, Lin Qian did not say anything. She glanced at him, then walked to the sofa, planning to sit down and wait.
And standing by the side, Jiang Yuan was also very conflicted. Logically speaking, as soon as Lin Qian stepped in, he should have immediately pushed the door open and disappeared. But these documents waiting for approval were very important, and it would only take a few minutes. And Mr. Li always put work first, so it would not be appropriate for him to act smart and go out.
But then she heard Li Zhicheng say, "Jiang Yuan, you go out first."
As he said this, he was still looking at Lin Qian on the sofa.
Jiang Yuan immediately scolded himself for being stupid in his heart, and replied without changing his expression, "Okay." He quickly walked out, then carefully closed the door, and silently stood guard outside.
The tacit cooperation between the boss and the assistant only made Lin Qian's heart beat even faster. Sitting on the sofa, she raised her hot eyes and looked at him.
Li Zhicheng had already stood up and walked over from the desk. His tall and silent figure cast a long shadow on the ground under the light of the setting sun.
The shadow was right under her feet, as if it had covered her in an instant. For a moment, Lin Qian felt a little restless. Her brain heated up, she stood up.
In the blink of an eye, Li Zhicheng was in front of her.
It had been more than two months, but it felt like years. It had been a long time since Lin Qian looked at him so closely and so clearly. It was still that familiar and tall figure, and it was still that clear face. His eyes were deep, his cheekbones were slightly high, and his fair skin looked even more elegant and indifferent under the contrast of his shirt.
And his eyes were like a bottomless pit, deep and deep. One look at him, and you would be deeply immersed in it, unable to control yourself.
He stared at her, not saying a word.
And Lin Qian moved her lips, but also said nothing. At this time, Li Zhicheng slightly lowered his head, stretched out his long arms, and pulled her into his arms.
Lin Qian's held back tears for a long time suddenly fell, and she reached out and hugged his waist. And his hands tightly hugged her shoulders and waist. Just like before, with an absolutely dominant posture, he locked her whole body in his arms, unable to move.
Lin Qian's toes almost left the ground. In his arms, her body felt weak involuntarily, and her breathing was a little rapid, just like before. For a moment, neither of them spoke, only hearing the clear beat of each other's chest.
Then Lin Qian heard his low, slightly hoarse voice, slowly, slowly, said in her ear, word by word,
"My desperate beauty, my woman … is finally back."
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