Our Glamorous Time

Chapter 49: Yunhu not happy

How does it feel to reunite with a man you love for a long time?

A bit strange, and a bit familiar. Watching him sit in the crowd does not belong to you at the moment.

Then your eyes are a bit sour.

Lin Qian never thought that when he saw Li Zhicheng again, he would have the urge to shed tears. But at the moment there was an uncontrollable sense of humidity, but he could not deceive people. She turned her head quickly, stopped looking at him, and suppressed the sourness in her eyes.

She had never complained that he did not come to see him. But now, there is a trace of grievances in my heart.

Damn...Li Zhicheng, why don't you come to see me? It's been more than two months now, I'm about to feel the feeling of being with you before.

After calming down for a while, he turned his head and his eyes fell back on the round table. At this time, a sales manager was talking: "Li, the biggest problem for Aito now is -" He smiled: "It is really in short supply."

He said that, everyone in the meeting room laughed. Lin Qian couldn't help but laugh, turned to look, Li Zhicheng, who had her head down, smiled on her lips, and looked up at the sales manager.

His movements suddenly stopped.

Everyone could see that he was supposed to speak. But this action was like a sudden jam, he kept his head up, the smile on his face faded instantly, his eyes clearly looked at the sales manager, but it seemed to look through him at other places. The expression is so suspicious that people can't see through it.

This has never happened, and the subordinates were all stunned. Lin Qian jumped inwardly, looking at his profile. In full view, he did not look in her direction. But she feels...

Li Zhicheng's pause was only a moment. Soon, his eyes narrowed, the expression on his face did not change at all, and he said lightly: "How much inventory is there now? How much has the daily production capacity been increased?"

This is in response to the "supply in short supply" question just raised. Liu Tong, vice president of production technology, answered two figures.

Li Zhicheng nodded, his expression unchanged. Just picked up the cup at hand again, and sipped slightly.

And Lin Qian's mood seemed to slowly grow nervous with his every move.

Then he saw that he put down the tea cup, and the moment he looked up, he looked at her naturally.

The eyes are as dark as the lake water, bright and attractive.

He found her in the crowd at a glance, staring at her.

And Lin Qian's heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand. She was a little lost for a while, until her eyes became sour again, and she didn't notice it. Quickly lowered his head, avoiding his eyes.

He also lost some weight. She thought that her chin looked sharper. When is the hair conditioned again, short and very spirited. But this hairstyle is more suitable for him, making him look more mature and harder to get close to.

After a while, she looked up again. Li Zhicheng has not looked at her anymore and is talking to Liu Tong.

Liu Tong said: "Supply in short supply is a good thing, but it is indeed a problem. Now our production capacity is almost saturated. If sales continue to rise, the production department will be unable to eat up."

Another person next to me asked, "Do you want to shut down the production lines of several other products and transfer all manpower and material resources to do Aito?"

Lin Qian's attention was temporarily attracted by this problem. Some people agree or disagree, and have no idea for a while. Then everyone looked at Li Zhicheng again, waiting for his opinion.

When Li Zhicheng looked around slowly for a week, when Lin Qiang and his eyes met again, the expressions of both people were very quiet. Lin Qian was able to stare at him intently.

His eyes touched on her, and he said, "No adjustments are made for the time being. The more it breaks out, the more stable it is to go. At this stage, everyone is working hard and working overloaded. In addition, notify the Human Resources Department and take this as soon as possible. The quarterly awards go down."

Everyone nodded their heads, and when he heard the bonus, they laughed all over again. Gu Yanzhi and Liu Tong read the bonus distribution plan and figures in advance. Liu Tong lamented: "We love Ada, but haven't sent such large red envelopes to employees for several years."

At this point, everyone is even more happy. Lin Qian also smiled. Because the topic has been discussed, the atmosphere in the meeting room becomes lively and relaxed, and the talk is full of talk. So no one noticed that Li Zhicheng's eyes crossed the crowd and stared at her, her eyes deep and her eyes burning. It wasn't until her face was a bit feverish that he stared at him, and it was a bit uncomfortable to raise his hand and throw it in his feet. He then returned his gaze, got up to announce the meeting, and took the lead out of the office.

Lin Qian was sitting on the spot, looking at his straight back and watching his steady pace. That step by step was like stepping on her heart, ups and downs with him, and it was hard to calm down.

what is love?

Love is when you think you are familiar with this feeling, and you can relax. But his silent look made you look like a kite flying for a long time. Once the line was closed, he returned to his palm.

Whether it is your person or your heart.

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Because Lin Qian was "returning from the outside", after the meeting, several familiar managers all chatted with her. Even Gu Yanzhi and Liu Tong looked at her with Yan Yuese and said it was hard work. But before Gu Yanzhi left, he gave her a profound look, with a faint smile, which made her a little embarrassed.

Lin Qian chatted with them for a while, still calm, but his heart had flown to another room on this floor.

Is he waiting for her at this moment?

It's easy, the people in the meeting room are separated. Lin Qian went to Li Zhicheng's office again, feeling a little nervous. His hands fell on his side, and there was a trace of sweat.

by. Her face must be particularly red now, because she felt a burst of enthusiasm bursting into her face. Because the meeting just ended, there was still a lot of people in the top office area. Lin Qian felt that there was no three hundred and two in this place. He had to hang his head slightly, avoiding the eyes of others, and tapping on his office door.

"Head Li."

"Come in."

This sound only called Lin Qian's heartstrings trembling. When I slowly opened the door, I saw that Li Zhicheng was sitting behind the large desk, holding a pen in one hand and a stack of materials in the other. Jiang Yuan stood aside, waiting.

From the first second she stepped into the office, Li Zhicheng looked up at her, and her movements stopped completely.

Lin Qian's entire heart seemed to be encroached upon by his gaze, while her face continued to be hot. Knowing that he was still busy at work, Lin Qian didn't speak. After glancing at him, he walked to the side sofa and planned to sit down and wait.

Jiang Yuan, who stood on the side, was also entangled. It stands to reason that the first second Lin Qian stepped in, he should immediately push the door out and disappear. However, these documents awaiting approval are very important and will not take a few minutes. Moreover, President Li always puts his work first, and it would be inappropriate if he went out smart.

As a result, Li Zhicheng said: "Jiang Yuan, you go out first."

When he said this, he still looked at Lin Qian on the sofa.

Jiang Yuan immediately scolded himself stupidly in his heart, and he answered unchanged, "Okay." He quickly walked out, and then carefully took the door of the room, and kept it silently outside.

This tacit cooperation between the BOSS and the assistant only made Lin Qian's heartbeat "pounding" faster. She sat on the sofa, raised her hot eyes and looked at him.

Li Zhicheng had got up and came over from the table. The tall and silent figure cast a long shadow on the ground under the setting sun.

The shadow was right under her feet, as if covering her instantly. Lin Qian was a little restless. The brain got hot and stood up.

Li Zhicheng had reached her in a blink of an eye.

It has been more than two months, but after a few years, Lin Qian has not looked at him so close and so clearly for a long time. It was still the familiar and tall figure, and still the clear-cut face. The eyebrows are deep, the cheekbones are slightly higher, and the fair complexion is more elegant and indifferent under the shirt.

And those eyes are like bottomless holes, Shen Zhan Zhan. If you glance at it, you will fall into it and you will be helpless.

He stared at her without speaking.

Lin Qiang moved his lips and said nothing. At this time, Li Zhicheng lowered her head slightly and stretched her long arm, which had already put her in her arms.

Lin Qian held his tears for a long time, and fell off at once. He reached out and hugged his waist. And his hands, holding her shoulders and waist tightly, as before, with an absolutely strong posture, held her whole person in her arms, unable to move.

Lin Qian's toes were almost off the ground. The man was in his arms, his body was as soft as before, and his breathing was a little short of breath. For a while, the two did not speak, only heard the clear heartbeat in each other's chest.

Then Lin Qian heard him whisper, dumb, and said slowly, word by word, in his ear:

"My desperate Xishi, my woman... finally came back."

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