Counterattack 1988

Chapter 952 My Mom Discovered the Secret Between You and Zhou Congee
Tidbits night looked at Wang Lin in surprise, apparently at a loss: "Mr. Wang, do I have a boyfriend? Is this question related to my application for this job?"

Wang Lin said meaningfully: "Strictly speaking, it is somewhat related. Whether a woman has ever been married, in a relationship, or in a relationship will affect her judgment on consumer groups."

Tidbits agreed, then shook his head lightly: "I have never been in a relationship, and I have no boyfriend. This will not be an obstacle to my successful application, right? If so, then I can only say very Pity."

Wang Lin smiled slightly: "Miss Hua, you can leave your resume and information, and we will inform you later whether you have been admitted or not. Our group has many jobs, even in the magazine department, we have many other jobs that we can do. Here you go."

Huaxuwan took out her resume, held it in both hands, and handed it to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took it with both hands, glanced at it, and said in surprise, "You are studying at the University of Paris [-]? You majored in business and law? Do you know Nataja?"

Gadgets said in the evening: "Yes, Mr. Wang, it was Nataja who introduced me."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "So it was you! Why didn't you explain it? You know, I've been waiting for you."

The tidbits said in the evening: "Aren't I here? I'm here to apply for a position. If my performance can satisfy Mr. Wang, will you hire me if Nataja introduces this relationship? I mean Let's see if my ability can be recognized by Mr. Wang."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Okay! Very good! You can speak French, English, Chinese and other foreign languages?"

"Yes, Mr. Wang. I can speak a little German, Russian, and Japanese."

"You have been in Paris for so long, have you ever been to Fashion Week?"

"I will attend every season's press conference."

"Why? Look at haute couture?"

"It's purely because of my interest in fashion. I'm not a celebrity or a celebrity. I'm only interested in design and aesthetics."

"Then why didn't you study design or aesthetics?"

"Design and aesthetics are just my hobbies. Business and law are the professional qualities that I can gain a foothold in this society. In fact, design is my second major, and I have a double degree."

"Excellent!" Wang Lin said, "Then, there is no need for more tricks and temptations between us, and you can come to work tomorrow."

Tidbits showed a gratified smile: "Thank you Mr. Wang for your appreciation. Mr. Wang did not disappoint me. Before returning to China, I was hesitant. There are better job opportunities abroad waiting for me."

Wang Lindao: "The talent environment in China is indeed not as good as abroad, which is why I am so eager to seek talents from you. However, because of this, you will have more room to play. There is one thing I have to tell you Understand. The business we want to do is just starting in China, and we have to face many difficulties. We are all newcomers with no experience, but our experience is gained from practice. We can work together to create a domestic The first of its kind in a fashion magazine.”

The two talked more and more speculatively, and the conversation that should have ended lasted for another hour.

After the conversation, Huahua bid farewell and left.

Looking at her elegant and charming back, Wang Lin smiled slightly.

This woman made an indelible impression on him.

Whether it is her beautiful appearance or elegant conversation, it is unforgettable at first sight.

Zhou Boqiang walked in and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, I met a beautiful woman in the corridor just now. She is really beautiful. She is more beautiful than any big star I have ever seen! In our company, only Mr. Shen can be with her." Higher and lower."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Her name is Huaxuwan, and she will soon take up the post of editor-in-chief of our fashion magazine."

"I think she is competent. Seeing her, I seem to understand the meaning of fashion." Zhou Boqiang nodded, "Mr. Wang has a unique vision."

Wang Lin smiled slightly, asked him to sit down, then straightened his face, and asked, "How is Lou Dong?"

He called Cotton Boll several times, but he couldn't get through.

Cotton bolls have always been out in the field dealing with the cotton harvest.

Zhou Boqiang has been doing the contact work with cotton bolls.

That's why Wang Lin asked this question.

Zhou Boqiang came here to report this matter. He sighed a long time: "Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes! Mr. Wang, Mr. Mian, she has really put in a year of hard work and hard work. Her efforts are appreciated by all of us." It is obvious to all. Who would have thought that at this juncture of harvesting cotton, it would rain heavily in Loudong! This was very rare in previous years!"

Wang Lin couldn't help being silent. He knew the result was not good after hearing Zhou Boqiang's words.

Zhou Boqiang bit his lip, and said with a sad face: "Our cotton fields are seriously rotten, and the harvest has dropped by more than [-]%. The loss is huge."

Wang Lin was sad.

If the income is reduced by more than [-]%, then his cotton planting in the past year is tantamount to wasted work, with no profit, and he has to pay for it.

Zhou Boqiang said in a stagnant tone, "Mr. Wang, I am responsible."

Wang Lin waved his hand: "The weather is an irresistible factor, and no one wants to do this. Besides, planting is a matter of depending on the weather. There are good harvest years, and there are also drought and flood years."

Zhou Boqiang said: "I want to go to Loudong."

Wang Lindao: "Well, tomorrow, I'll go with you to see the situation in Loudong. The past two years are indeed rainy seasons, and the floods on the Qingjiang River are even more serious!"

Zhou Boqiang said: "Yes. That's fine, let's go to Loudong tomorrow."

Wang Lindao: "Let's inspect the factory in Gusu by the way."

Zhou Boqiang said: "Mr. Wang, after investigation, we have come to the conclusion that Guangde is very suitable for planting moso bamboo and can become our next bamboo forest base. I have already sent people to negotiate. The project can be launched by the end of this year, next year The first batch of bamboo can be harvested in spring."

Wang Lin is of course optimistic about this project.

He had made a special trip to Guangde to investigate before, and he had a certain understanding of that land.

Guangde's geographical location and soil climate are very suitable for the cultivation of moso bamboo.

Wang Lin nodded: "Okay, we have to hurry up on this project. I estimate that after next year, our company will usher in a period of explosive growth!"

Zhou Boqiang said with a smile: "President Wang's analysis and grasp of the situation has always been superior to others. Since you have such an analysis conclusion, you must be right."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Boss Zhou, you don't need to flatter me."

After Zhou Boqiang left, Wang Lin called the cotton district office again.

No one answered the phone.

In this era of poor communication, it is really difficult to contact someone!
Especially in the Loudong mountain area, once the phone is not connected, it is very difficult to get in touch.

Wang Lin thought that he would go to the cotton area tomorrow anyway, so he gave up.

He called Zhou Xia over and told her, "There is a returnee named Huaxuwan. She came for an interview today. I intend to let her be the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine. She will report tomorrow, and you will be in charge of the reception. I will do it tomorrow." We have to go to Loudong cotton area early in the morning."

"The tidbits are late? Is this her name?" Zhou Xia pursed her lips and smiled, "It's so poetic!"

Wang Lindao: "It's late in the evening, Feifei Hong is light. In the evening, the sun slanted to the west, the sky was full of sunset clouds, and the falling flowers danced gently with a strong fragrance. This name comes from Du Fu's "Spring Festival". poetry."

Zhou Xia said, "Wang Lin, you are really knowledgeable and versatile!"

"Like me?" Wang Lin made a rare joke.

"Yes!" Zhou Xia giggled, "I like it!"

The two looked at each other.

Zhou Xia suddenly remembered that once she was talking about her younger sister with Wang Lin, Wang Lin rushed forward and kissed her.

To Wang Lin, that kiss was just a prank, but it left a strange feeling in Zhou Xia's heart.

It's just that Zhou Xia never dared to analyze this kind of feeling deeply, nor did she dare to think deeply about it.

"Cough!" Zhou Xia coughed lightly, "What are you thinking?"

Wang Lindao: "I'm thinking about your sister."

"..."

Zhou Xia said, "Have you ever worked in a fashion magazine in the evening?"

"No."

"Then she is qualified for this job? We don't understand the management and operation of magazines, and the editor-in-chief is also a person who doesn't know how to do it, so what should we do?"

"The editor-in-chief is responsible for the content. She doesn't need to have industry experience, as long as she has fashion inspiration. In addition, I will also recruit a president with relevant industry experience. The president is an outsider. The promotion and distribution of the magazine , will be in the charge of the president.”

"Oh, that's how it is. You are the boss, and I support and support whatever you decide."

"Sister Xia, thank you for supporting my work. With you, my Aishu Group can be as stable as Mount Tai."

"You think too highly of me. Well, if there is nothing else, I will go to work."

"it is good."

Zhou Xia got up, walked outside to the door, suddenly thought of something, and turned around again.

She didn't expect that Wang Lin would get up to see her off, and when she turned around, she bumped into Wang Lin.

Wang Lin stretched out his hands and hugged her.

Zhou Xia's face was hot and flustered, and she said shortly: "You, you!"

Wang Lin let go of her, rubbed his heart and said with a smile: "Sister Xia, you hit my heart!"

Zhou Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said with a blushing face, "I have something to tell you, did you play with my sister in the Cherry Blossom Courtyard?"

"Ah?" Wang Lin didn't expect her to talk about such a question. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed at the moment.

Zhou Xia said: "My mother seems to have discovered your secret. She had a private conversation with me and asked me to pay attention to your actions in the company."

"Aunt Qian wants you to catch the rape?" Wang Lin was so embarrassed that he could use his toes to reveal three rooms and one living room.

"You're still laughing! You don't even look at the seriousness of this matter!" Zhou Xia rolled his eyes at him, "I'm on your side, so I'm notifying you. Take care of yourself and stop playing with fire."

"Sister Xia, Aunt Qian really found out the secret between me and Zhou Porridge? What did she say?"

"My mother is just suspicious now. If she has evidence in her hand, you can still stand here and talk to me? She broke your leg long ago and sent you to the hospital."

"..." Wang Lin couldn't help but feel excited when he thought about the scene where Qian Yuying made a big fuss about Aixiu Company.

Zhou Xia said in a low voice: "I have checked my mother's tone. She is firmly opposed to Zhou Congee being your lover. If you want to be with my sister, unless you get divorced first. Maybe my mother can agree with you and Porridge's marriage. Can you leave?"

Wang Lin didn't answer, but his eyes gradually became lonely.

Zhou Xia said: "We all know what kind of person Li Wenxiu is. She will never divorce you. If she finds out that you are having an affair, she won't make a big fuss? I'm afraid that neither of us will be at peace. Underground love, death at the sight of light! Wang Lin, take care of yourself."

After she finished speaking, she sighed softly, turned and left.

Wang Lin returned to his seat blankly, and lit a cigarette.

The cigarette that usually tastes very fragrant, now has an unspeakable bitterness. In addition to being difficult to smoke, it also smells particularly unpleasant.

It was the first time that Wang Lin hated the smell of cigarettes so much.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt, rubbed his hands to heat up, and rubbed his face vigorously. Thinking that Qian Yuying might see through the affair between himself and Zhou Congee, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Home and everything are prosperous.

The stability of the family is the reserve force for Wang Lin to develop his career.

If there are chicken feathers all over the house, what energy and thought does he have to devote to work?

He couldn't imagine how Li Wenxiu would react when Qian Yuying made a big fuss in his house?
If it really breaks out, can the relationship between myself and Zhou Congee continue?

How would Zhou Zhou choose between him and his mother?

In addition, if there was a commotion here, Shen Xue would know all Wang Lin's secrets, so what would she think?What choice will you make?

The more Wang Lin thought about it, the more he went deeper, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

God knows what you did.

People have to have a little fear in order to grow for a long time.

Lawless people will always fail in the end.

Wang Lin thought about these things and couldn't find a solution for a while.

The only thing he can do is to reduce the number of times he goes to porridge restaurants, and he must be more cautious when interacting with Zhou porridge.

The next day, it also rained in Shanghai.

A cold autumn rain.

The continuous rain brought a rare coolness to the scorching Shanghai.

Wang Lin, Zhou Boqiang and his party set off for Loudong.

After their convoy entered the border of northern Jiangsu, they clearly felt that the rain was increasing here.

Guo Lingling sat in the co-driver's seat, looked at the rain outside, and said, "Mr. Wang, the river is full of water. Is it going to flood?"

Wang Lin hummed: "It's already flooded!"

The water in the river beside the road was extremely turbid. The rainwater overflowed into the river, overflowed again, and flowed into the field over there, submerging all the crops.

Wang Lin's mood became inexplicably heavier.

Because of heavy rain and slow driving, it took more than an hour longer to arrive in Gusu than before, and it was already afternoon when we arrived in Loudongmian District.

Wang Lin and the others came to the office building in the cotton district.

Uncle Zhong held a big umbrella to cover Wang Lin and walked into the yard.

When I came last time, this small building was full of flowers, like a fairy tale world.

When I came back today, there were obviously fewer flowers, but there were still roses and other flowers in full bloom.

The emerald green vines spread over the outer wall, swaying in the wind and rain.

The potted plants in the yard are a bit messy, and the branches stretch out very long. It seems that the owner has not handled them for a long time.

There was no one in the office building.

Zhou Boqiang said: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Mian and the others must have gone to the cotton field."

Wang Lindao: "With such heavy rain, can the cotton fields work?"

Zhou Boqiang said: "I heard from her that even if the flower bells are broken, they should be collected in time. There are ways to deal with them, which can effectively reduce the loss of broken bells."

Wang Lin waved his hand: "Let's go find them!"

He strode away and walked into the boundless rain curtain outside the courtyard door.

(End of this chapter)