obsessed with love

Chapter 145
"This Jiang Lei is a popular person around Mr. Qiao. He is a sea turtle and an EMBA student. He worked for Shengan as soon as he graduated. He is now the vice president of Shengan, in charge of the entire marketing department. Half of Shengan's marketing plans are based on His hand, what's more terrible is that he is only 36 years old, he is only 36 years old, and he still owns 1% of the shares of Shengan..."

The colleague next to him began to introduce him friendly again, but Du Ruo still stared at the back of his head. After staring for a long time, his vision became blurred, and he lost his thoughts, so naturally he couldn't hear what the person next to him said.

Seeing Du Ruo's dull face, the colleague thought she was Jiang Lei in the stands, so he gave her a playful push: "How about it, look dumbfounded, he is the one that all single female colleagues in Sheng'an are rushing to hook up with." The target, not only has a high position, but also occupies 1% of the shares of Shengan, a typical diamond yellow old five!"

"Who are you talking about? Who owns 1% of the shares?" Du Ruo finally came back to his senses and asked another question, but his eyes were still looking at Qiao Anming's back.

The colleague patiently repeated: "It's the one who spoke on the stage."

"No, I mean, the shares of Shengan are still transferred to outsiders?"

"Yes, there are many people in the senior management of Shengan headquarters who have shares. Some are people who followed Mr. Qiao a few years ago, and some are rising stars in the industry. Mr. Qiao values ​​talents very much, so like He is willing to give shares to people like Jiang Lei, this is also Mr. Qiao's cleverness, he does everything without leaking, so that these people will work hard for Sheng'an for the rest of their lives..."

"That's it... really smart!" Du Ruo smiled wryly. She has seen too much of his power. As a successful businessman and leader, he is of course understandable, but what about the others?
The colleague couldn't understand the expression on her face that suddenly faded, and continued: "Not only the senior executives have shares, I heard from the veterans in the company that his wife also holds 20% of the shares in Shengan..."

"His wife? It's... his wife?" Du Ruo was a little astringent, the word "wife" lingered on the tip of his tongue, and he always felt uncomfortable when he uttered it.The colleague answered simply: "Yes, Mrs. Qiao, the proprietress of Sheng'an."

"have you seen?"

"Well, I was lucky enough to see it once. A few years ago, Mr. Qiao set up a fund for her. At the opening, he invited people from the company to join him. I was lucky enough to get an admission ticket, so I saw it."

Du Ruo was a little anxious, and quickly asked: "How is it?"

"How about what?"

"That's right, it's Mrs. Qiao, what kind of person is she?"

"Oh, she's just an ordinary person, thin and nothing special. If she wasn't standing next to Mr. Qiao, who would have seen that she is the proprietress of such a big company. But I haven't had direct contact with her, so it's not that big of a deal. I understand, but there are rumors in the company that she seems to have some serious illness. She stays at home all year round and rarely goes out. In addition, Mr. Qiao is very fond of her, so people who are used to being pampered and pampered seem to have a better temperament than those women outside. Some... but these are just rumors, there are many things in the rich and powerful families..."

The topic of colleagues got further and further away, but Du Ruo couldn't hear a word anymore.

The people on the stage were still talking, but Qiao Anming got up suddenly, holding the mobile phone in his hand, and walked from the front row to the back door with his head slightly lowered. Du Ruo was sitting in the back row, so he wanted to go out from the back door of the conference hall, so naturally he had to pass by her beside.

Du Ruo just sat there, didn't know where to put his eyes, and finally looked at him randomly, anyway, it was right not to look at him, but he was still greedy, the desire to see him scratched his heart, and finally the peripheral vision was drawn In the past, he glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, he seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes were covered, his expression was serious, the mobile phone in his hand was on, he should be on a call...

Seeing that she was about to pass by her, Du Ruo hurriedly looked away, grabbed her knees with both hands, and buried her head down, but it was like a deer in her chest, thumping and flustered...But she was flustered, but Qiao Anming didn't look sideways. She brushed past her directly, the thick figure picked up a breeze, the bangs on the forehead moved with the wind, and then there was a low sound of closing the door... Jiang Lei's voice was still in his ears, this space Here, everything returned to silence, except that Qiao Anming was missing.

This feeling, like the intense sound of the piano, stopped silently...

Du Ruo's expression was still fixed there, his fingers had already crumpled the soft cashmere on his knees...

He just walked by?

Did he really not see himself?
Or did he see it and still pretend he didn't see it?
Du Ruo closed his eyes, finally pulled back his thoughts, picked up the pen on the table in his hand, and began to pretend to be listening to the training seriously.

Qiao Anming walked out of the conference hall, walked to the end of the corridor near the stairs, raised the phone in his hand, and asked, "I'm in a meeting, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, just ask if you are still working overtime at the company tonight?" It was Ren Peiyin's voice on the other end, and Qiao Anming couldn't help but feel strange. From last night until now, Ren Peiyin called her frequently to ask about her itinerary, unlike her usual style.

Just as she was about to ask her what she wanted to do, she saw Assistant Peng running out of the conference hall and saw Qiao Anming standing sideways at the stairs. Looking over from that position, she couldn't see clearly that he was answering the phone, so she ran forward and asked respectfully. : "Mr. Qiao, tonight the conference affairs team arranged a dinner for the training staff at the Shangri-La Hotel. Managers from several departments of the company will come. Do you have time to attend?"

Qiao Anming paused, and then replied: "It depends on the situation. If I don't have time to come, you can come here on my behalf."

"Okay, I'll confirm your itinerary with Secretary Qin in the afternoon. If you come over, I will ask Secretary Qin to prepare a car for you in advance."

Qiao Anming nodded, and added: "I won't go in, I'll just go back to the company."

"Okay, then I'll go in first." Assistant Peng responded and started to walk back. He didn't expect that Qiao Anming would really attend the banquet at night. He just asked a question as his duty. There is no need to attend such a small banquet.

After Assistant Peng left, Qiao Anming raised the phone again, thinking that the other end had hung up long ago, but Ren Peiyin's voice sounded again, with some unknown joy: "Your company has an event tonight? Where is it? Go... As a boss, although you have to have the airs of a boss, you also have to go deep into the masses... Okay, I'm just asking if I have nothing to do, you should be busy, hang up..."

After beeping, Qiao Anming held the phone in a daze for a few seconds before turning around and walking towards the elevator.

During the whole morning training, with Jiang Lei's eloquence and speaking style, the audience laughed from time to time. The atmosphere was good, but Du Ruo didn't listen to a single word. Resting his chin on his wrist, holding the pen in one hand, his eyes were empty, and his thoughts drifted away... Finally, at noon, the people on the stage announced the meal, and those who had been "trained" all morning were instantly relaxed. After being together for a long time, many people are already half-familiar, so they went out in groups with their notebooks in their arms.

The colleague next to Du Ruo reminded Du Ruo to "call it a day", and she came back to her senses in shock. Looking at the almost half-empty conference hall, she quickly grabbed the notebook on the table and followed the crowd out.

Jiang Lei talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, so he took the mineral water prepared on the podium early in the morning and drank it... Just after taking a sip, he saw the light blue figure slipping past him... As soon as I entered the door, I began to notice Du Ruo. There was no way, she was wearing such a conspicuous color, and she had such a face, it was hard to be ignored.

What's more, Jiang Lei's young talent, who obtained the trainer certificate last year, thought that his training would surely attract the attention of the audience, but there was just one person who was holding the fountain pen provided by the conference affairs team from beginning to end, and his eyes were empty. , Naked. Naked deserted all morning... This is a great shame to him, so now seeing Du Ruo timidly slipping away from him, I can't help but take a second look!
When the conference affairs team sent him the training list, he had already noticed Du Ruo. In the gender column, there were all "male", and she was the only "female", and her position was only a sales team leader. LEVEL, how can break the rules and enter the training list?For this reason, Jiang Lei also called the manager of the human resources department, and the answer he got was that Du Ruo's quota was added later, and it was appointed by Mr. Qiao... just for this, before meeting her in person, " The words "Du Ruo" are already somewhat different in Jiang Lei's mind, now that he sees her in real life, with such a grown-up appearance, and at such a young age, his impression of her is even more "deeper".

Du Ruo, 25 years old, from Tongcheng, a second-rate undergraduate, married, a medical representative of Coship Pharmaceuticals, with two years of experience... His background is very weak, but it is such a low-level person that Mr. Qiao actually selected him into the training list, Something unusual.

Jiang Lei tightened the cap of the mineral water, Du Ruo's light blue figure had already disappeared from sight.His eyes drooped, and his mind moved accordingly.

Entering Sheng'an after graduation, he climbed from the bottom sales to this position in just ten years, not because of his kinship with Gu Lan, but because he really has this ability, half because Qiao Anming really likes it, and the other half It is because he is careful and pays attention to everything.

Therefore, successful people must have the potential to succeed!

Qiao Anming returned to the company, doing things as usual, but the light blue image in his mind is always lingering!

No matter how low he misses people he hasn't seen for several months, once the person in his thoughts appears in front of his eyes, no matter how great his self-control will collapse, Qiao Anming finally gave up and called Assistant Peng: "In the evening I will attend the banquet, ask Xiao Zhang to get the car ready, and wait for me at the company gate at 6 o'clock!"

……

He admitted that it was his selfishness to let her enter the training list. Anyway, for her, he had made an exception more than once.

He also admitted that walking past her in the morning almost exhausted all his concentration, but he couldn't control it. Now he has nothing to do with her, not even himself.

It’s just that Qiao Anming at that time was still worried for a long time because of that little thought secretly hidden for her. How could he know that in the near future, the word "Du Ruo" would become a huge "pain" in his life!
Crazy for her, crazy about her, and devoted all his favors, but it was an empty eclipse!

When Qiao Anming called Gu Lan, she was drawing in the studio.

A few years ago, she learned sketching, and she also went to the field with an easel on her back to sketch life. Later, she felt that sketching was boring, and she started to learn oil painting. After studying for a year, she had no breakthrough, so she started to learn Chinese painting again. Fortunately, Chinese painting is beautiful, In line with her temperament, a painting can be copied for several months, which is definitely suitable for a lazy person like her, and painting Chinese paintings requires quiet concentration, which is also good for her body, so she was very interested at first, Seeing that she liked it, Qiao Anming asked someone to tidy up the basement and turn it into a studio, and deliberately invited a teacher to come back to teach.

But Gu Lan only persisted in this interest for less than a year, and then felt slack and boring again. Naturally, the painting was just so-so, so he bought a bunch of expensive brushes and pigment rice paper in vain.

But Qiao Anming didn't expect her to become famous and start a family. Ever since she got married, he has fully supported what she likes, and never forced her to do what she didn't like.

It's just that every winter, the temperature outside is low, and due to physical considerations, Gu Lan almost only hibernates at home as soon as the winter enters. She picks up the paintbrush again and picks up Wang Meng's "The Picture of Hermitage in Qingbian" to copy. , Landscape painting, from the hands of famous masters, at Gu Lan's current level, it is really not good to copy, but she just wants to challenge, one is that she is really too busy, and the other is that the painting in front of her is from the year she started learning Chinese painting, Qiao Anming A birthday present for her.

Although it is a high imitation, it is also expensive.

And why Qiao Anming bought this painting, in fact, only came from what Gu Lan said at the auction.

At that time, she was just getting in touch with traditional Chinese painting, so she was very interested in it. She dragged Qiao Anming to the calligraphy and painting auction, and this high imitation happened to be exhibited that day. She was sitting under the stage, holding Qiao Anming's hand and said: "See that Did you draw it? It’s Wang Meng’s work. The teacher said that as long as I copy it a few times, I’ll pass the basic skills..."

"Then you copy it..."

"No, I can't copy it."

"why?"

"Because if you want to copy this painting as a whole, you have to copy it as a high-quality copy, and you can only copy parts of it according to the book..."

And just because of this sentence, Qiao Anming took pictures of the painting on the spot, and at night Gu Lan went home with the scroll in his hands, smiling all the way, but Miss Gu has done too many things on a whim since she was a child, When I went back that night, I opened the painting and looked at it, but it was put on the shelf in a blink of an eye, and Aunt Qin found it after cleaning the studio a while ago.

I have been copying for nearly a month now, but I still can’t see the clues. One is that I haven’t touched a brush for too long, and my hands are bad. The other is that my level is really limited. I really don’t copy well. I just feel unwilling and shut myself in the studio for a long time. , just when he was depressed, Qiao Anming's phone call came in at the right time.

The bell rang in the empty studio, which just interrupted her depression, but the mobile phone was pressed under layers of rice paper, Gu Lan searched anxiously, and accidentally knocked over the paint at hand, and the black ink was stained. For a while, she had no time to worry about it.

(End of this chapter)