It's a rare late weekend, Lin Xi was woken up by Hei Tian but he didn't get angry, the winter sun shone in through the curtains, Lin Xi squinted his eyes, the sky is really good......

It was already 10:40 when I picked up my phone, and an unread WeChat message on my phone was sent by Sheng Fan, asking her to chat at a café near her home. Before too much time had passed, Lin Xi hurriedly replied, then hurriedly washed, and before going out, he glanced at the closed study, there seemed to be no movement in it, and he probably fell asleep on the table again after playing.

In the past, Lin Xi would still gently wake him up and remind him to go to bed to rest, or put on a towel quilt, but now, she didn't even want to push the door open, just thinking about that picture made her feel bored.

Hei Tian stood up and lay on Lin Xi's lap, Lin Xi touched its head: "Mom is going out to work, I'll come back and take you downstairs to play in a while." As if he understood, the puppy silently walked back to his mat and watched Lin Xi go out.

"Actually, I haven't thought about it, I shouldn't have told you at this time. Sheng Fan stirred the coffee in the cup with a small spoon, and the originally beautiful latte art was stirred beyond recognition by him.

Lin Xi smiled bitterly, and also guessed eight or nine points: "Well, the company does not have a particularly suitable position for me now." ”

"Actually, I think it's okay for you to lead the supply chain. ”

"I don't have the resources of the secondary market on the supply chain side, and I don't have the same resources as the general manager. ”

The supply chain has always been strong, and he likes to dominate the overall situation, although he has no holidays with Lin Xi in the past, but if Lin Xi is parachuted into his superior, it is estimated that it will not be very comfortable.

Sheng Fan didn't know that he needed someone to break the pattern, but he was afraid of losing resources at the most critical moment. He put down the spoon and leaned back on the couch with a sigh.

Lin Xi has already understood the purpose of his trip, CMO or Long Bei, must have put forward some views with him, and at this moment Lin Xi's role in the company has become very embarrassing, according to Lin Xi's character, it is bound to not accommodate to work under CMO, and after a few meetings, CMO has also repeatedly expressed that he has determined the candidate for the reorganized operation center.

And since he has chosen the Da Ali model he proposed, if Lin Xi is asked to take over at this time, he must also have a grudge.

As Zhen Zhaohui, the product director, said: Now the company's decision-making is who puts forward the idea who will implement it, who will give the plan who will take the lead, and retreat is more popular than pragmatic.

Lin Xi took a sip of the hot lemonade in front of him and gently put down the teacup.

"I'll go out and have a look, it's fine. ”

Sheng Fan raised his hand and closed his eyes and pressed the bridge of his nose: "Look at the opportunity, the company will continue to help you pay the money, now the company is in chaos, you have been following me for 3 years, you should give yourself a vacation." ”

He took a deep breath and continued, "I expect the chaos to last for about half a year, you give me half a year, and then you will come back." ”

"You're just too soft-hearted. Lin Xi picked up the hot lemonade and covered his hands.

It is said that entrepreneurship mainly depends on people, and the decision to start a business with Sheng Fan was also because he felt that Sheng Fan's character was good, but the characteristic of soft ears also affected the company's development and decision-making.

The warm sun at noon in winter is a little dazzling, no matter whether the outcome of the matter is good or bad, once there is a conclusion, he puts down a stone, at this moment Lin Xi just wants to get home as soon as possible, so that the aggrieved black sweet can soak up the sun as soon as possible.

The withered yellow grass can also make Hei Tian unbridled, and when he is tired of running, he bends down, and carefully sniffs the faint aroma of the roots of the withered grass with the tip of his nose, since Lin Xi joined the start-up company, Hei Tian rarely has such treatment, Fang Feiyu will never take it for a walk like this, at most he will go to the convenience store at the entrance of the community to buy snacks.

Seeing Lin Xi get up, Hei Tian ran to Lin Xi with a sting, looking forward to the next amusement spot.

Holding the rope, Lin Xi walked along the stone road in the middle of the grass in the direction of the community where Yan Hualan lived, passing by a pavilion, surrounded by many elderly people, and a few plucked strings were heard in his ears from time to time.

"Xiaoxi?" Yan Hualan saw the slender Lin Xi standing behind the crowd at a glance.

"Aunt Yan. Lin Xi took Hei Tian in his arms and approached Yan Hualan's side.

"Come, Xiaoxi, I'm teaching Aunt Du to play the piano, you also come to learn, you young people, learn fast. As soon as Yan Hualan finished speaking, Aunt Du, who was sitting on the piano seat, got up: "I'm old, my hands and feet don't obey the call, look at the young man's reaction ability." ”

Under the affection, Lin Xi had to sit down with Hei Tian in his arms, and at first a few piano sounds, Hei Tian was so frightened that he went straight into Lin Xi's arms, and after getting used to the sound of the piano, he began to probe his brain and rub against Yan Hualan.

"As for the guqin, there are a total of 54 fingerings, generally if you get started, we can play some simple tunes if we learn to hook, pick, wipe and pick well. ”

After Yan Hualan signaled two or three times, Lin Xi did the same, and with his right hand alone, he could also play a song and laugh.

The mothers-in-law and aunts in the pavilion sighed one after another, Teacher Yan really taught well, and the young people's comprehension is strong......

"This Aunt Du, she always dismantles my stage, it's good that you came, otherwise I would have to be fainted today, how could there be such a stupid and bad-hearted old lady. Yan Hualan pursed her mouth as she spoke, her expression quite dissatisfied.

Lin Xi watched it from the sidelines, and sure enough, the workplace of the elderly is also surging.

The two led the dog, carried the piano on their backs, and strolled on the runway by the river.

"Xiaoxi, I see you're in a good mood today. Yan Hualan saw Lin Xi today, not like last time, she was not as sad and worried, and her plain face was a little flushed, like a kapok in winter.

"Well, I'm unemployed. This sentence was said by Lin Xi with a light smile, Yan Hualan was stunned at first, and then laughed out loud.

"Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise. I didn't expect Xiaoxi to have a lot of Maha bones. ”

Lin Xi was instantly ashamed when he heard this fallacious praise, what kind of style he was, it was just self-relief when the mountains and rivers were exhausted.

A song of mountains and rivers sounded in her ears, Yan Hualan picked up the phone, and said to Lin Xi after a few simple greetings: "My grandson called me home, does Xiaoxi want to come to the house to sit?"

Lin Xi waved his hand again and again: "No, no, I'm also planning to go home and cook." ”

Yan Hualan looked at Lin Xi and blinked: "There aren't many girls who still want to go home and cook now." ”

Lin Xi embarrassedly smoothed his sideburns: "It's just a casual home-cooked meal." ”

Yan Hualan sat in front of the marble dining table with milky white lines, looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, stir-fried shrimp, fried eel in sauce, baby cabbage in soup and her favorite West Lake lettuce soup, a table of red, green, and green, it was very good-looking.

Fu Junhuai took off his apron, a beige knitted sweater outlined the strong lines on his chest, and a pair of slacks of the same color was just up to his ankles, as if he couldn't wrap the slender legs inside.

"Xiaoxi, I met Xiaoxi again today. Yan Hualan took Fu Jun Huaisheng's lettuce soup and took a small sip.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Fu Junhuai was only concerned about drinking soup, and he couldn't remember Xiaoxi who he had talked about many times, Yan Hualan put down the bowl in his hand and stared at Fu Junhuai dissatisfied.

"Ah, the big sound. Fu Junhuai didn't turn his head to look at Yan Hualan, but picked out a few eel threads and put them on Yan Hualan's plate.

Seeing that Fu Junhuai had no intention of listening to her say more about Xiaoxi, Yan Hualan pursed her lips and deliberately raised her voice and said, "I heard that Xiao Song is going back to China." ”

Fu Junhuai stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes to look at Yan Hualan, and frowned slightly: "How do you know?"

"She has her own way of what she wants people to know, and I can't do it if I don't want to know. Yan Hualan sighed and pinched the eel silk on the dinner plate, but the eel was silky and slippery, and it just couldn't get into Yan Hualan's bowl.

Fu Junhuai re-clamped some of the bowls that Yan Hualan was serving rice, and did not say anything, nor did he look at Yan Hualan.

Yan Hualan looked at her grandson, who was almost indifferent in her feelings, as long as she thought of what Song Qiyi had done to him at the beginning, she could be angry.

"Konishi, no, you know?" Although it was a soft voice, the admonition in it was loud.

Fu Junhuai put down the dishes and chopsticks, and looked at Yan Hualan with a pair of slender eyes: "No, I said, it will never be possible again." ”

Hearing his words, Yan Hualan's surging qi and blood calmed down, and then she slipped two bites of rice and began to speak again.

"Did you know that Xiao Xi can cook? The tone was full of ostentation, as if the Xiaoxi in her mouth was her own granddaughter.

"Yes, Xiaoxi's cooking is delicious. Fu Junhuai said and put another shrimp ball into Yan Hualan's bowl.

The two grandparents ended the lunch in a lively conversation between Xiao Xi and Xiao Xi.

By the time Fu Junhuai cleaned up the kitchen, Yan Hualan was already on the recliner with her eyes closed. Fu Junhuai walked into the study and turned on the computer, looking at the resumes of the candidates given by HR, there are many unemployed people in the cold winter, most of them are e-commerce sales, although the resumes are rich, but there are not many who can match the content operation position managers he wants to recruit.

"Big sound. Fu Junhuai silently recited the name that Yan Hualan always said in his heart, smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and continued to look at his resume.