Gazing at the Rainbow

　　 At 8:00 in the evening, Hangzhou is already lit up by thousands of houses, and the 49th floor of the Orlando Building is still brightly lit.

　　 In the conference room, the Orlando elites, who are yearning and admired by Hangzhou's young people, are still working nervously at this time.

　　 One month is Christmas. The United States UNITEX Group will send representatives to visit and inspect in three weeks. They must handle all the details to perfection before then.

　　 "A-snee, A-snee---"

　　 Qin Rongze sneezed two indecently.

　　 Liang Kaiwen, who is studying the PPT prepared for UNITEX with the marketing department, raised his head and asked with concern: "Did the chairman catch a cold?"

　　 The others also hurriedly echoed: "The chairman must take care of his body."

　　 I don’t know who muttered very quietly, "Could it be someone, uh... miss the chairman?"

　　 A workaholic like Qin Rongze who is single with a mother, some people think it is impossible for him, but it is quite possible to scold him.

　　Who keeps him dragging people to work overtime?

　　 Thinking of this, the expressions on everyone's faces were a bit exciting for a while.

　　 "Truly" Qin Rongze raised his finger and knocked on the conference table, and the conference room was silent for a moment.

　　 "Working overtime is not my purpose, nor everyone's intention, but we have to sit here and work overtime for various reasons. Since we are already working overtime, I hope everyone will make this matter meaningful.

　　 If you really can’t adapt to this way of working or can’t bear the pressure, you can apply for additional staff, apply for a job change, or apply for resignation. There are many ways to deal with it. In short, complaining is the most meaningless one. "

"Yes!"

　　 Qin Rongze solemnly said: "In any case, before the UNITEX delegation arrives, I want to see your best condition, do you understand?"

"understood!"

　　 After the meeting, Qin Rongze only left Kevin Liang in the office.

　　 "Kevin, I need your help if I have something."

　　 Kevin Liang hurriedly cheered up. He smiled flatly and said: "Chairman, please order, your loyal subordinates are willing to fight through fire and water for you!"

　　 Qin Rongze smiled and said: "You don't need to go through fire and water, I just want you to approach a girl."

"Gah?" Liang Kaiwen didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes were filled with excitement. "Boss, I mean the chairman, you finally found out that I've been alone, so did you give me a chance to talk about an earth-shattering love? "

　　 "I just want you to have more contact with Jiang Mingshu and help me understand'her'."

　　 The "she" in the chairman's mouth, Liang Kaiwen naturally knew who it was, and then he reacted. It turned out that there was nothing wrong with him at all, so I was happy.

　　 Qin Rongze added: "Of course, as long as it does not affect work, I am not opposed to office romances."

　　 Kevin Liang suddenly seemed to swallow a fly, his face became very exciting, "You mean me and Jiang Mingshu?"

　　 Kevin Liang is very efficient. After learning that Jiang Mingshu is the best friend of the girl the chairman is looking for this evening, he checked Jiang Mingshu as soon as possible, but that girl is really not his food.

　　 It's not that Jiang Mingshu looks out of his mouth. In fact, Jiang Mingshu's looks and body fit Liang Kaiwen's aesthetic very well. With bright features, big chest and thin waist, he is a natural stunner.

　　 It’s just that her makeup is too thick, her thick black eyebrows, heavy eye shadows, heavy eyelashes, and flaming red lips are too ugly to see her original appearance!

　　 Not only that, her dressing taste is also a mystery, motorcycle wallet + ripped cowboy + rivet boots, who told her that she can come to Orlando to work in this way?

　　 When Kevin Liang caught a glimpse of her from a distance, he thought it was the little sister from somewhere and got into Orlando.

　　 Kevin Liang said with a difficult tone: "Is it necessary for her?"

　　 Qin Rongze raised his head, calmly but undoubtedly said: "It must be her!" He wanted to find someone, so he had to find her.

　　 Kevin Liang wanted to cry without tears, "Are you sure, didn't you let me use a beautiful boy to listen to the news for you?"

"What kind of handsome man?" Qin Rongze glanced at him speechlessly. "I didn't let you fall in love with her. If you have a better way to help me, you don't have to contact her." Besides, Liang Kaiwen is not a handsome man either. .

　　 The only clue they got so far: "She" is Jiang Mingshu's best friend.

　　 If you want to bypass Jiang Mingshu, that's impossible!

　　 "The last question." Kevin Liang asked grievously: "Expenses, reimbursement?"

　　******

　　 In busy work, time flies quickly.

　　 In a blink of an eye, it was Friday again. Lin Yao thought that Lin Yun might find a chance to verify this matter with Mr. Wen. She looked forward to the expression on Lin Yun's face when the truth came to light.

However, Lin Yao waited eagerly from Monday to Friday. During this period, Lin Yun received at least seven or eight calls from Mr. Wen. They always talked happily, but Lin Yun never mentioned this one-letter fax to Mr. Wen. There is not even a side attack.

　　 Lin Yao didn't understand why at first, but gradually she understood.

From Lin Yun’s perspective, if Lin Yao is telling the truth, then Mr. Wen may not want others to know the fact that he can’t write the word "bian"; if Lin Yao lied to her, then Mr. Wen would still If he called and didn't mean to be angry at all, it meant that he didn't mind. It's also possible that he didn't receive the fax, or he didn't know what "Bian" meant.

　　 In short, whether Lin Yao said it was true or not, Lin Yun would never mention the word "Bian" to Mr. Wen without any extra effort.

　　 The "bian" fax was turned over, and no one mentioned it again.

　　 When she was about to get off work, Lin Yun received a call from Mr. Wen again. She put her posture very low and low in front of Mr. Wen, very humble and polite.

"Yes, it's the end of the year. During this time, Edward's company is very busy. He didn't have time to come to his company... After the spring of next year, the temperature in Hangzhou will rise, and it will be similar to yours. Then he will be in the company, so you must Remember to come and sit here."

　　 To make it easier to touch up, Lin Yun turned on the hands-free.

　　 Lin Yao heard Mr. Wen say: "I won't go there~, I am an old man running around will be very tired~, my body can't bear it~!"

　　 Lin Yun's office was not closed, Lin Yao was so close, he could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

"Look at what you said?" Lin Yun retorted in a slightly exaggerated tone: "You always say that you are an old man when you are only a few years old. According to me, you should come out and take a look. It is also good for your health. , UU reading www.uukanshu.com is getting younger and younger."

　　 Mr. Wen’s hearty laughter came again on the phone, "Many people say that I look young~, but I am really old~ I can’t accept the old~"

　　 Lin Yun is very good at talking, and Mr. Wen can always be coaxed by her to exuberantly, with constant laughter.

　　 Lin Yao suddenly understood something.

　　 Wen is over sixty years old. His age is not too old in China. It is said that he is already a long-lived old man in tropical countries. In his country, there are few people still working at his age.

　　 It’s not hard to guess the mind of the elderly. Mr. Wen always loves to tell others that he is old and time is running out. But what he wants to hear most is Lin Yun directly refutes him like this, "How old do you always say that you are an old man?"

　　 Lin Yao probably understood that when she readily agreed that she would write the characters a little larger, Mr. Wen felt he was not happy because of it, but a little disappointed.

　　 In Mr. Wen's view, this is what Lin Yao means when he agrees that he is an "old man".

　　 Lin Yao had to admit that although she did nothing wrong in nature, she really could neither be a person nor speak.

　　***

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　　N years later

　　 Lin Yao said in confusion: Mr. Wen, I have always had a question these years. Didn’t you say that your Chinese is very poor and you can’t write a lot of characters? Why didn't you ask me any words again?

　　Mr. Wen is not uncomfortable: Ha~, of course I will not just ask you~, in fact, I always ask different people to ask~ so that others don’t know that I don’t know a lot of words~.

　　 Lin Yao puzzled: Then I change the question, do you think that if you find people to ask words everywhere, many people know that you don’t know words?

　　Mr. Wen: Huh~? Will it~?