Lin Qian had a dream.
In her dream, Li Zhicheng was working overtime in his study. She made a cup of hot tea and brought it to him. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. This scene was so familiar. It had happened countless times in the past year. She couldn't help but smile in her sleep.
Suddenly, she was on the bed. Li Zhicheng's body was on top of hers. All she could see was his silhouette. He whispered in her ear, "Lin Qian … I'll never let you leave me."
Lin Qian opened her eyes and looked at the bamboo vines on the ceiling. She was still in the holiday home in Taiwan. It was sunny outside.
And it was still daytime. Strange. Why would she have such a dream? Li Zhicheng would never say something as mushy and emotional as "I will never let you leave me in this lifetime." Even if it was the same meaning, he said it in an imposing manner. "I'll never let go of the person I traded my heart for."
She smiled and got up from the bed. She immediately saw Li Zhicheng sitting on the lounge chair on the porch.
Lin Qian couldn't help but sigh. Just as Gu Yanzhi said, they were sitting at home and collecting money. They used to be so busy. Now one was taking a nap and the other was sunbathing.
She put on a pair of slippers and walked behind him. She lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek.
Li Zhicheng looked up at her. "You dreamed of me?"
Lin Qian was stunned. "How did you know?"
Li Zhicheng smiled and pulled her into his arms. They sat on the lounge chair and rocked slowly. The rattan chair was old. The wood was smooth and round. It was very comfortable to touch.
Actually, Li Zhicheng heard Lin Qian talking in her sleep. She whispered, "Zhicheng … Zhicheng …" In the dream, her mouth was still smiling.
But he answered, "Intuition."
Lin Qian's eyes widened. She thought for a moment and finally nodded. "Our hearts are connected." Actually, the word that came to her mind was "mind and body connected." But saying that to Li Zhicheng was tantamount to seduction and invitation. So she stopped.
There was no woman who wouldn't be touched by "mind and body connected." Lin Qian blinked and put her arms around his neck. "Why do we have such a tacit understanding?"
Li Zhicheng stared at her face, which was very close to his. "Is it because our bodies and minds are connected?"
Lin Qian was speechless. She lifted her head and covered his lips with hers.
After the silent but passionate kiss, Lin Qian sat in his arms and looked at the fields, roads, and factories in the distance.
They had a tacit understanding, a tacit understanding. They were a match made in heaven. Unlike a year ago, when they had just gotten together, there were still many conflicts. Time passed just like that, and slowly, the conflict was eliminated.
The most memorable conflict in Lin Qian's mind wasn't when she was angry with him over Aito's abandonment of his son.
But three months after that, the two of them had a huge conflict.
At that time, Aida began to secretly develop new leisure bags in preparation for a turnaround in the coming year. Lin Qian's marketing team was still in charge of marketing planning.
However, even the most tacit understanding between people wouldn't always think of doing things together. This time, Lin Qian's proposal was rejected by Li Zhicheng, and he rejected it very badly. In his usual concise style, he simply said four words, "No. Redo it. "
In fact, that part of the proposal wasn't made by Lin Qian, but by one of her most capable subordinates, who worked overtime and pulled many all-nighters to come up with it. She was also a young girl. Hearing her big boss's criticism at the big meeting, her eyes immediately turned red. Leaders like Gu Yanzhi and Liu Tong wouldn't care about the feelings of employees at this level. After reading the proposal, they also criticized it.
Lin Qian looked at her subordinates' dejected faces and felt sorry for them. She had originally thought that the proposal was very good. It wasn't a problem to obey the superior's orders, but she also had to fully express her views. So she directly stood up and began to make her statement.
Just as Li Zhicheng said, Lin Qian's character was sometimes bolder than a man's. It was even more so when she argued for what was right. On the spot, she put out one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight points of view, all of which were tit-for-tat, to prove that the proposal was actually good.
After she finished speaking, the others were indeed stunned, and there was a dead silence in the room. It wasn't that the people who originally opposed were all convinced. It was Lin Qian's sudden outbreak of eloquence. The whole set of ideas was linked, making people unable to think of how to refute.
At this time, Li Zhicheng looked at her from afar, and there was a very faint smile in his eyes. Then he said calmly, "It makes sense. But the positioning of this product doesn't conform to our initial strategy, and it's not what I want. Redo it. "
He hit the nail on the head, and the others nodded repeatedly. There were also people who stood on Lin Qian's side, and they were silent. But Lin Qian couldn't smile. She sat down with a straight face and said lightly, "Okay."
After returning home, Lin Qian ignored Li Zhicheng. Of course, later she realized that this approach was very immature. But at that time, she was holding back her anger. Not only were their opinions different, but she also thought that although both of them were people who separated public and private interests, she was his woman after all, and he should at least save her some face in front of others. So she didn't look at him or ignore him when eating, taking a shower, watching TV, and even lying in bed.
But what about Li Zhicheng? In fact, he didn't care about this kind of thing at all. But as soon as he returned home and saw that his woman was angry, he didn't panic and began to quietly flirt with her.
When she ordered takeout, she only ordered her own. He picked up the takeout menu, called for the same takeout as hers, and then sat next to her to eat. She didn't say a word, and he pulled her into his arms, making her unable to move. In the end, she could only sit on his lap and finish the meal.
She angrily went to take a shower, double-locked the door, and pushed the chair over to block the door. As usual, he opened the door with the key, easily removed all the obstacles, and walked into the bathroom. Without doing anything, he stood by the bathtub and stared at her. When she wanted to take the towel, he took it first; when she wanted to take the facial cleanser, he made the mistake of taking the facial mask. Lin Qian wanted to laugh, but she tried hard to hold it in.
Then she went to bed.
Lin Qian still ignored him with her back to him. He calmly asked, "Should I express my loyalty again?" Lin Qian blushed, "No need!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Then turn around." He proposed an exchange.
Lin Qian had to turn around and face him, closing her eyes.
"Haven't you heard of the saying 'quarrel at the head of the bed and reconcile at the end?'" he asked in a low voice.
Lin Qian was speechless.
Later, after being kissed and touched by him, her body softened, and so did her willpower.
Later, when her anger was completely gone, she came up with an unimaginable way to resolve similar conflicts in the future.
She said, "I know I have to be clear about my private life, but! I'm a woman! Women always want to save face. Women are emotional, and they can't be as calm and rational as you. So I have a suggestion. From now on, if you want to completely reject the proposal I put forward in the meeting, don't be so direct. Let's set a secret code. You touch your left eyebrow and say, 'This proposal is not bad, but I want to see a better one.' Then I understand, what you really mean is, 'This proposal is too lousy, redo it, woman!' "
She blinked and looked at him, "Do you think this is okay?"
Li Zhicheng held her in his arms, and a deep smile appeared in his eyes.
"Yes, ma 'am."
But after that, he didn't touch her left eyebrow even once. Once in a meeting, he did say, "This proposal is not bad, but I want to see a better one." It made Lin Qian anxious. When she got home, she asked him, "You … forgot to touch your eyebrow?"
He smiled faintly, "No."
Only then did Lin Qian react. She was completely relieved, knowing that he was teasing her. Damn it!
But Lin Qian was slowly changing.
She gradually realized that sometimes the conflicts were because she didn't do it maturely. They had a superior and subordinate relationship, and they were also lovers. If they brought work conflicts home, it would affect their relationship. For example, the Aito incident last time, and the conflicts at the meeting this time. So later, she took the initiative to suggest that they wouldn't talk about work when they got home. Li Zhicheng gladly agreed.
"What are you thinking about?" A cool and deep male voice sounded in her ear. Lin Qian immediately pulled herself back from her thoughts, turned to look at him, "Nothing, I was thinking about how you bullied me in the past."
Li Zhicheng was used to women saying one thing and thinking another. Although she deliberately kept a straight face, there was a sly smile in her eyes.
He nodded. Since his woman was reminiscing about the times when she was "bullied", he didn't mind having a better rapport with her.
"Trying to bully you in this chair tonight," he whispered.
Lin Qian's face heated up and she cursed in a low voice, "You bastard!"
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the streets of the small town. The young people on the side of the road were laughing and whistling when they saw Li Zhicheng and Lin Qian.
Tonight's arrangement was to be a guest at Wang Taishi's house. Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Qian called her brother when she had nothing to do.
When the call connected, it was still an elegant and mechanical female voice in English.
She hung up the phone and looked at Li Zhicheng, who was driving. "I don't know what my brother is busy with. He's been answering his voice mail recently. But whenever he has a big project, he's like this. He doesn't care about anyone. "
Li Zhicheng only smiled faintly.
Lin Qian rested her chin on her hand and stared at him. "Actually, you're the same." She had a kind of ruthlessness.
Li Zhicheng answered, "I'm different from him."
Lin Qian was a little stunned by the deep meaning behind his words. She had told Li Zhicheng about her brother's past. What did he mean by that?
Li Zhicheng glanced at her and said, "I will never let myself lose the woman I love."
Lin Qian was stunned and didn't say anything.
Actually, thinking about it, life and human nature really made people sigh. Li Zhicheng and Lin Mochen were the same in the business world. But because her brother had experienced the pain of pulling out his tendons and peeling his bones, he realized his sincerity.
But Li Zhicheng first put his sincerity in front of her. She could tell from the little things they had been together these days that he was holding her tightly, more and more firmly.
"That's not necessarily true." But she still responded to him proudly, "It depends on your performance in the future."
Wang Taishi's house was in a two-story building on the side of the road. The street lights were already on, shining on the green trees and steps in front of the house, making it very quiet and warm. Li Zhicheng brought two bottles of Maotai with him. Lin Qian held his arm and went up to press the doorbell.
The person who opened the door was Wang Taishi's son, the financial genius who had previously exposed Ning Weikai's shortcomings. He looked much better than his father, fair and gentle, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He smiled and invited them into the house, and at the same time looked up and shouted upstairs, "Dad, Mr. Li and Miss Lin are here. Please come in! "
Lin Qian couldn't help but look at the tall and handsome Li Zhicheng next to her.
Li Zhicheng and Wang Taishi were friends of the same generation, so although the Wang children were about the same age as Li Zhicheng, they were very polite to him. Every time Li Zhicheng and Wang Taishi sat together, drinking tea and chatting, the other young people would sit with them respectfully.
As his woman, Lin Qian's heart would secretly beat faster for him every time she saw his maturity and calmness that surpassed his peers.
Wang Taishi's wife was also a retired university professor, but compared to her husband's arrogance, Mrs. Wang was much more adorable. She was small, well-dressed, and always had a smile on her face. Maybe it was because she stayed in the ivory tower all her life and was spoiled by her husband, she even talked a little naively.
For example, at this moment, the table was surrounded by a fragrant hot pot. After drinking a few cups, she asked Lin Qian, "Xiao Lin, when do you plan to get married?"
Lin Qian was drinking a bottle of juice. Hearing this, she said, "Ah?" Hearing this, she smiled but didn't say anything.
Wang Taishi, who was sitting next to her, said, "Young people nowadays, marriage is just a formality. Your own son hasn't even gotten married yet, and you're worrying about others. " After saying this, he changed the topic and looked at his son, "When are you going to get a girlfriend and bring her home?"
Mr. Wang also laughed and nodded vaguely, "Yes, Dad, I'm working hard."
Lin Qian understood why Wang Taishi changed the topic. Probably only Mrs. Wang didn't understand. It wasn't that this kind of topic couldn't be discussed, but it was too intrusive. After all, they didn't know what the people involved were thinking. In fact, men like Wang Taishi, Li Zhicheng, and Lin Mochen were very careful about the details of interpersonal relationships.
Lin Qian didn't think too much about it, thinking that this topic was over. So did the others. Unexpectedly, Li Zhicheng, who had been silent, raised his glass to toast Mrs. Wang and said, "When we get married, I'll definitely send you a wedding invitation."
Everyone around them laughed. Mrs. Wang even clapped her hands, raised her glass and clinked it with Li Zhicheng. She even turned around and glared at her husband, meaning: See, this is a good topic, but you're meddling!
Wang Taishi just smiled.
Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat when she heard Li Zhicheng's words. She looked up at him.
Today, he was wearing a white shirt without a tie, and his collar was slightly open. In his hand, he was holding a small porcelain wine glass. He looked refined and handsome.
Sensing her gaze, he also looked up at her.
Perhaps it was because the steam from the hotpot was too dense, but his eyes seemed to be dim. The light from the chandelier above his head seemed to fall into his dark eyes.
Lin Qian suddenly remembered that when he first pursued her, he stared at her like this and said, "This is the first time I want to have a woman."
Now, many days had passed, but he still looked at her with the same eyes.
Silently telling her that he wanted to have her.
Lin Qian turned around and continued to drink her juice with a smile.
Just then, Li Zhicheng's phone rang. He glanced at it and said, "You guys eat slowly, I'll take a call." After saying that, he stood up and walked to the balcony.
Lin Qian's eyes followed him involuntarily. Everyone seemed to feel something, and the conversation became less heated. Wang Taishi held his chopsticks and slowly picked up a plate of peanuts in front of him, patiently and quietly.
Li Zhicheng quickly hung up the phone and opened the balcony door again. He looked up at Lin Qian and gave her a look.
Lin Qian smiled, stood up and walked over. Wang Taishi, who probably had a "telepathic connection" with him, also stood up and walked over. The old man and the young man stood on the balcony. Wang Taishi smiled first, "Good news?"
Li Zhicheng also had a faint smile on his face, looking especially tall and handsome in the night, "You're a prophet." He glanced at them and said, "Zhu's issued a new board decision. Ning Weikai will no longer be in charge of New Bori and will be transferred to the newly established Internet subsidiary as CEO. However, a considerable part of Sha Ying's shares is still in his hands. Zhu's second young master is now in charge of New Bori. "
After he finished, Lin Qian and Wang Taishi both quieted down.
Even though New Bori's casual bag market had shrunk this year. But even if Aida launched a large-scale attack, they were prepared for a tough battle, because New Bori had Ning Weikai. A centipede dies, but never falls down.
Now that New Bori had lost Ning Weikai, it was like an eagle with its wings cut off. Zhu's second young master was also a talent in the business world, but compared to Ning Weikai, he was still a few levels behind. Moreover, he had just taken over, so it would take him some time to adjust. By the time he got over this period, Aida would have already soared to the sky!
Why didn't Li Zhicheng think of this? He looked at Wang Taishi and said with a faint smile, "Mr. Wang, the casual bag series under our Aito brand can be produced and put on the market immediately."
It was past nine o 'clock at night when they returned from Wang Taishi's house to the resort.
Li Zhicheng had drunk a lot, so Lin Qian drove him back. Although his cheeks were red, his eyes were clear, without a hint of drunkenness. As soon as he entered the house, he leaned on the recliner and gently rubbed his forehead.
At times like this, Lin Qian was still very feminine and virtuous. She first made him a cup of tea to sober up, then brought him a hot towel.
Li Zhicheng held the tea and slowly drank it. Lin Qian wiped his face and asked, "How much did you drink?"
"Seven or eight ounces."
Lin Qian nodded, unbuttoned his shirt and wiped his neck.
Just now at Wang Taishi's house, probably because of the good news, the men were more likely to drink. Seeing him and Wang Taishi drinking cup after cup, Mrs. Wang occasionally joined in and toasted a few times. Lin Qian was not worried, nor did she try to persuade him.
It wasn't that his alcohol tolerance was amazing, but that his self-control was so strong that he didn't need anyone to keep an eye on him. Some men drank too much without realizing it. But he definitely wouldn't. If he felt he had drunk enough, he would stop by himself, and no matter how others tried to persuade him, he wouldn't drink more.
Lin Qian had never seen him drunk before. At most, his face would be a little flushed, and he would be a little tired, but he would never be drunk. In this aspect, Lin Mochen was exactly the same as him. Maybe this type of man was used to asking himself to keep a clear head at all times.
After wiping his face and hands, Lin Qian saw him leaning against the recliner with his eyes closed. She whispered, "Are you going to bed?"
"Yeah," he answered in a low voice.
Lin Qian reached out to help him stand up, and half of his body weight was on her. Lin Qian just helped him to the bed, but unexpectedly, he pulled her to the bed with him.
"What are you doing?" She laughed, "I want to take a shower!"
Li Zhicheng turned over and pressed her under his body.
The faint smell of alcohol sprayed on her face. His eyes were unusually dark and bright, staring at her.
"Lin Qian," he said, "tell your brother, Li Zhicheng, that you're going to stand at the top of the industry. From now on, you belong to me completely. You're free to marry, and no one can interfere. "
Lin Qian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
In the end, it wasn't the wine that intoxicated people, but the wine that intoxicated them. Even Li Zhicheng, who was usually calm and collected, showed a rare hint of arrogance and recklessness.
She put her arms around his neck and repeated his words in a low voice, "Okay, from now on, I belong to you completely and willingly, Li Zhicheng." She paused and said, "I'll only be your woman and stay with you for the rest of my life. We'll be together forever, and we'll be happy every day, and we'll be intimate every day, okay? "
Li Zhicheng looked at her deeply.
"Okay," he said slowly, "it's a deal."
Lin Qian's heart throbbed. Li Zhicheng lowered his head and kissed her. She didn't know why, maybe it was because after tonight, the future would be smooth sailing, but she couldn't help but feel high-spirited; maybe it was because the smell of alcohol on him was too intoxicating and seductive … Her body and heart seemed to become especially excited. The two of them were silently and passionately intertwined. In the room full of moonlight, only her breathing could be heard.
On the same night, many people were happy, such as Li Zhicheng, Lin Qian, Wang Taishi, Gu Yanzhi, and all the managers and employees of Aida …
But there were also many people who were unhappy and had ulterior motives.
At this moment, Lin Mochen was sitting in his office on Wall Street. He had just finished an important investment project meeting and was a little tired. Looking at the bustling city outside the window, he rubbed his forehead.
He took out his phone and saw a missed call from Lin Qian. He looked up at the clock on the wall. It was midnight on the mainland. So he threw his phone on the table, picked up the newspaper on the table, crossed his long legs, and read it slowly.
At the same time, Ning Weikai, who had just stepped down, had already left the New Bori building. Tomorrow would be his last day working here. After the handover, he would be transferred to a new management position.
And Chen Zheng, who was in Lin City with him, was still in his office, deep in thought. The news of Ning Weikai's "exile" had also reached his ears. This year, Sha Ying had not only destroyed New Bori's market, but the entire market. SMQ's casual bag market had suffered especially heavy losses. Now, this CEO, who had not been successful in everything in the past year, finally showed a smile. He felt that his chance to turn things around had finally come.
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