Don’t Turn from Summer

Summer goes to autumn.

Two months, like a streamer between fingers, passed quickly.

The day was clear and refreshing. Mu Hanxia stood under a big tree on the street and held a water bottle to drink water. Not far away, a lively scene. It was Fengchen's second new store opened today. At this time, guests were full of money, flower baskets piled up at the door, and colorful shreds of paper covered the floor.

Her cell phone rang. Looking at the name on the screen, she stuck her tongue out and picked up: "Hey, Jason."

"where is it?"

"Where is the shop entrance?"

"what are you doing?"

"……rest for a bit."

Sure enough, Lin Mochen on the other side laughed in a low voice: "I am working here, is Manager Mu resting? Come up!"

"Oh ..." Mu Hanxia hung up and went into the shop.

There are several small offices on the second floor, and several clerks greeted her in the face: "Mr. Wood." "Mr. Wood."

Mu Hanxia smiled and nodded. No more blushing and restrained like two months ago.

Lin Mochen was sitting in an office, holding a stack of data reports, and was talking to the manager next to him. He wore a black suit, a white shirt and a dark red tie today. Watch leather shoes, everything is not expensive. Sit there casually, as if there was an oppressive aura.

Mu Hanxia walked over.

The manager finished the report, and Chongmu Hanxia smiled and left. Lin Mochen looked up at her: "Boss Mu, where are you going?"

"Boss, I just go out and breathe ..."

Lin Mochen's lips were slightly hooked, and she did not greet her any more. Mu Hanxia sat down beside him, picked up several other data sheets, dragged his laptop, and started working with him.

"W3-11?"

"I sold 33 pieces. The m and l sizes are the most."

"Gross margin?"

"33%."

"Same data for 1 store?"

"43 pieces, 45%, m and l."

"Proportion of inventory?"

"40%, sufficient. Five of them need to be adjusted."

...

The two asked and answered one at a time. There were staff passing by the door, and they did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of affecting them. Both of them have the same eyebrows, and apparently they are fully acquainted with this cooperation.

In fact, at the beginning Mu Hanxia couldn't keep up with Lin Mochen's thinking and checking speed. The first time she beat him, a piece of data was not found in the computer for 10 minutes. At that time, Lin Mochen sneered and said, "Well ... I asked for a piece of wood to come back?"

At that time, she was still not convinced: "So big computer system, a table of data for a whole table, how can you find one of them?"

Lin Mochen stared at her and said, "Every good market manager I have ever seen is not familiar with all market data. Otherwise, why do you think they can keep the market more sensitive than ordinary people? Mu Hanxia, ​​you are very motivated. "

After a while, he stopped Mu Hanxia.

Lin Mochen no longer cares about her.

After a while, she got close to him and whispered, "Jason, I was wrong. I'm too narrow. Thank you for teaching me."

He glanced at her.

She had a soft look on her face.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and his palm patted her head gently: "What else are you rubbing? Work."

...

After working for a long time, she had a dry mouth and glanced at the tea cup next to her, which was empty. I just wanted to reach out and add water, but I stretched out a hand next to it and picked it up.

Lin Mochen stood up, holding their two drinking glasses, and walked to the water dispenser next to him.

Mu Hanxia looked at the back of him bending down to catch the water, his mood was like the night outside the window, soft and fuzzy.

Lin Mochen turned around, and the two happened to look at each other.

His eyes were gloomy.

At this moment, the manager and several other managers came up and laughed, "Jason, today's opening is so successful. Would you like to celebrate?

Lin Mochen also laughed: "Okay. You pick a place."

Cheers.

The group went to the most expensive seafood restaurant nearby. The atmosphere was good and everyone was eating happily. Even Lin Mochen drank a lot of wine, sitting on the main seat, his eyes clear, his look slightly lazy.

After dinner, everyone was still not satisfied, chanting to go to sing. Lin Mochen gladly agreed. Everyone went to KTV, opened a luxurious private room, and ordered a bunch of drinks and food.

A few lively girls took the lead in singing. Some people say, "Boss, can you sing one for everyone, too?" Everyone cried out. Lin Mochen just leaned on the sofa and replied, "You play by yourself."

Naturally no one reluctantly.

Mu Hanxia picked up a popcorn and threw it into her mouth. Actually, she likes singing very much, but her colleagues are very kind to her. She doesn't want to destroy it ... forget it.

"Aren't you going to sing?" Lin Mochen beside him asked, with a slight dullness in his voice.

Mu Hanxia shook her head.

"Awful?"

Mu Hanxia glared at him.

He smiled.

Mu Hanxia: "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing," he said slowly, "thinking that on this occasion you would be a very lively one."

Mu Hanxia looked at his glorious eyes and suddenly realized that he was a little drunk? Somehow, her mood suddenly improved, she hummed softly, picked up the juice, and drank quietly beside him. He didn't say a word, narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened to others singing with her.

After a while, his cell phone rang, looming in the loud music.

He picked up: "Hmm ... have you been to Beijing? I'm with the company's outside. Okay, I'll send you the address."

Putting down the phone, after a while, he ordered an employee: "Xiao Wang, pick up someone at the door."

"Boss, who do you take?"

"Cheng Weiwei. She heard that we were celebrating, and wanted to come over."

Everyone was shocked.

Speaking of Cheng Weiwei, everyone knows. Because her family's Yongzheng Supermarket is a big customer of Fengchen. Each month, Fengchen has a considerable amount of output, which is sold in many stores in Yongzheng. In the past two months, Cheng Weiwei has also flown to Beijing several times and will come to their company every time.

Some people have speculated about Lin Mochen's relationship with her. However, it seems that the two have no other relationship except for official business. Moreover, Lin Mochen never flew to Jiangcheng, so no one talked about it.

Cheng Weiwei also encountered Mu Hanxia when she came to the company. Her expression was quite surprised at the time. However, the two did not have much contact.

Not long after, Xiao Wang led a person and pushed in. Under the flood of colored lights, Cheng Weiwei's shawl with long hair, light makeup, wearing a dark red woven flower cloak, slender legs and high heels below, make people look bright.

"Mr. Cheng." "Mr. Cheng." Everyone greeted her, and sighed directly with her: "Wow! Sister Weiwei is so beautiful today!"

Lin Mochen nodded to her.

Cheng Weiwei smiled and looked around for a week. She stopped at Mu Hanxia next to Lin Mochen, and then fell on Lin Mochen again: "Jason, today the second store won a great victory, congratulations."

Lin Mochen laughed: "Come and sit."

Someone got up, somebody leaned back and gave way. Mu Hanxia moved to the subconsciously and gave her the place beside Lin Mochen. Cheng Weiwei sat down without looking at Mu Hanxia, ​​and turned to start talking to Lin Mochen.

Everyone continues to be hilarious.

Mu Hanxia spoke to a colleague next to her, but faintly smelled the faint perfume on Cheng Weiwei's body. The voice of her conversation with Lin Mochen was also clearly heard.

"Sister, congratulations."

"Thank you." They touched their wine glasses lightly.

"I also brought good news. Fengchen's sales in the Yongzheng system have increased by 15% this month. Brother Shi, how do you thank me?"

"How do you thank? Or I will give you a set of Fengchen's new products this season?"

"That's it? Brother Shi, you really can make wishful thinking and save money. Did I advertise to you live?"

"Ah……"

...

Mu Hanxia got up and went to the toilet.

——

Outside, the stars are shining.

Mu Hanxia leaned on the corridor outside, and a cold wind was blowing, and someone came over.

She turned around and was a male colleague in the design department. Twenty-six years old, tall and thin, svelte, and flushed a little. Those eyes looked at her brightly.

Mu Hanxia smiled at him slightly.

"Han Xia, are you here, why not go in?"

"I am breathable."

"Oh." This colleague is a typical engineering male, stood next to her, and looked at the starry sky together.

"Han Xia, do you have a boyfriend now?" He even turned red.

Mu Hanxia felt a little in her heart. She was also confessed by several people in high school. But these years, almost never. Inexplicably, she was also nervous: "Ah?"

"I like you very much. Is it possible for you to consider ..." The engineering male's voice is very low but he is very serious.

Mu Hanxia's face turned red. In all fairness, this male colleague is really good, graduated from a prestigious school, has strong abilities, and is gentle and gentle. She never thought about it before, such a person would confess to herself.

She turned to look at him, just wanting to speak, but glanced behind the glass door behind them, wondering when there were more people.

Lin Mochen.

He put his hands in his pants pockets and looked at them. No, exactly, looking at her. The light was dim here, and his face was a bit colder.

Mu Hanxia looked into his eyes, only a thought came to his mind: This is far from the box, why did he come here?

However, the engineering male stared at her eagerly. Mu Hanxia looked back, looked at the person in front of her, and said apologetically, "Thank you, I'm sorry."

...

The engineering man left disappointedly. Resting around,

Mu Hanxia's heart pounded for no reason, just like the starry light at the top of her head, bright, cold, and silent. She turned and opened the door again, but found that Lin Mochen had disappeared.

She thought he was back in the box, and after taking a few steps, she saw the door of a small room on the left-hand side was hidden, the light came out, and there was a sound of vomiting.

She glanced at Lin Mochen's back. He rested his hands on the sink in the room, his head bowed, and his face pale.

This is a rest room, not a ktv private room. Mu Hanxia quickly pushed in the door and walked to him: "Why are you doing this? If you ca n’t drink, drink less?"

Even if Lin Mochen was overwhelming, his manners were elegant and decent. He took a towel from the side, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and then calmly said, "I'm really not good at drinking. But the domestic culture is about wine culture, no matter in public or private occasions. If I don't really treat my subordinates really How can I make them willing to follow me? "

This is a reasonable statement, but Mu Hanxia looked at his reddish and pale face, thinking whether he was drunk or not.

He glanced at her, threw the towel aside, turned to the sofa and sat down, squinting.

Mu Hanxia asked: "Wei Cheng is still in the box, don't you go back?"

He indifferently said, "She is here, and I am not with the wine."

Mu Hanxia couldn't help laughing. Seeing his face didn't seem to be really good, he went to the water dispenser and wanted to pour him a cup of hot water. Just then, he heard him say, "Why not accept him?"

Mu Hanxia looked at the water constantly filling the glass, and the water surface was rippling with broken and soft lights. And her heart was so silent at this moment, as if something was breaking out of a cocoon.

She turned and walked to him, indifferently: "I don't like him again."

Lin Mochen opened his eyes and did not pick up the water in her hand. The drunk voice was slightly dumb: "Who do you like then?"

Mu Hanxia was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled, but did not speak.

Lin Mochen stared at the slight smile on the corner of her mouth, grabbed her hand suddenly, and pulled her into her arms. Mu Hanxia's heart was stunned, only to feel his hands locked on her waist, and the soft breath in his arms, mixed with a touch of wine.

Her world is still at this moment.

The next second, he had released her and lay on the sofa.

Mu Hanxia is still stingy. At this moment, she was sure he was really drunk. Because he smiled calmly, coldly, like the decisive look he made every time he made a business decision.

He said, "Mu Hanxia, ​​don't fall in love with me, and don't attract me anymore. Because we are not good matches for each other."