Lin Jiaming and Zhang Pipi Sun Youjia discussed a new plan, and it was already dawn. Lin Jiaming asked the two of them to rest first, and he wanted to organize these plans into written documents, this kind of thing can't be delayed and dare not be delayed.

When the north wind that had been blowing all night gradually calmed down, Lin Jiaming stretched his waist. There's a particularly inconspicuous corner of the city where one such store opens. The decoration in the store is simple, the equipment is simple, and a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen sits in front of the computer and works all night until dawn.

Lin Jiaming stood up and looked at the time, it was already more than seven o'clock in the morning. However, at seven o'clock this season, the morning light had just broken through the darkness, and only a faint light penetrated in. The only thing that makes it easy to give the illusion is the dim light of the row of street lamps outside the door.

Last night, Lin Jiaming didn't have time to take care of the scenery outside the door, but now at this point, he was completely sleepy.

Pushing open the door, a cold air instantly rushed towards him like a tide. He subconsciously wrapped the down jacket on his body, but despite this, his body couldn't help but shiver. The view from outside completely stopped him from wanting to go back inside.

On the sidewalks, on the flower beds, on the dry branches of the French plane trees, there was a thick layer of snow. The sidewalk is even more like to be covered with a white snow blanket, and it can be seen that no one has walked on it yet. Only a line of crooked "plum blossom" footprints indicates that a stray cat once roamed on this road in this romantic weather.

"Ahh The fatigue caused by staying up late falls to the ground with the snowflakes when they fly, blending perfectly with the white snow.

While there is still some time, Lin Jiaming can also go to the breakfast shop at the intersection to eat a spicy soup, anyway, there is still the chewing gum he bought yesterday on the table.

Lin Jiaming came to the breakfast shop, which was almost full. There are also some people who buy bags directly in the store and eat them while walking on the road, and the hot spicy soup can be drunk while warming their hands, which is also extremely pleasant.

Lin Jiaming found an empty seat and sat down. Only then did he realize that most of the people sitting in this breakfast shop were migrant workers on a nearby construction site. The yellow hard hat and not too thick cotton clothes, as well as the pair of labor protection shoes on his feet that clattered when he walked, reminded Lin Jiaming of his father who worked on the construction site.

For the role of father, in Lin Jiaming's impression, it is very vague. Probably the most, is when I was a child, I spent the summer vacation, and every day I saw my father carrying a canvas bag with all kinds of tools, wearing a yellow hard hat, wearing smelly and heavy labor protection shoes, and riding a second-hand electric car to and from work.

He only knew that such a father, with such a body, provided him with a complete college degree.

Thinking of these, Lin Jiaming couldn't help but feel very guilty, over the years, he rarely chatted with his father head-on, and he didn't remember his birthday. It was only when he himself wanted to put down roots in this city that he truly realized the greatness of his father.

Lin Jiaming picked up the spicy soup sent by the boss and took a sip. It's spicy enough, it's warm enough! When I go back to the store later, I'll definitely call my father! Lin Jiaming told himself in his mind.

After drinking the spicy soup, Lin Jiaming walked back slowly along the "snow carpet road" when he came, holding the mobile phone with a gloved hand and sticking it to his ear, and soon felt the coldness of the mobile phone. After a few attempts, my father didn't answer the phone, and at this point, he guessed that he was eating a hot breakfast in an unknown breakfast shop like he had just seen them, so as to replenish the necessary energy for the busy morning.

Thinking like this, Lin Jiaming no longer tried to call him, as long as he was well, there was no need to say more. This is the greatest tacit understanding between men!

Back in the store, Lin Jiaming sorted out the information and prepared to go to Ou Cheng's company again, and then communicate with Mr. Liang. After the lesson of the last time, he did not think that he could sign a contract with Mr. Liang smoothly today, and his only expectation was that he could determine the route with Mr. Liang today, and if there was a problem, he would change it.

From taking a taxi to rushing to Oucheng's company, everything went smoothly, and the traffic didn't seem to be affected by the sudden snowfall. This is probably because it is outside the Third Ring Road.

The reception of Lin Jiaming is still the front desk from yesterday, the reception room where he was yesterday, there is still a cup of hot water, and he still has to wait.

The difference is that Lin Jiaming has two plans in his hands, and Mr. Liang does not observe outside the door. After he finished the meeting, he went directly to the reception room to meet Lin Jiaming.

"Mr. Lin, are you here so early?"

As soon as he entered the reception room, Mr. Liang said hello to Lin Jiaming. Neither of them was as polite as yesterday.

"Mr. Liang, you still call me Xiaolin! Mr. Lin doesn't dare to be. Mr. Liang, this is a new plan that we prepared overnight last night, and I will introduce it to you first...... "Hearing Lin Jiaming say this, Mr. Liang's expression is similar to yesterday, but there are some different parties.

Almost the same thing is that he still doesn't say anything about this plan, the difference is that he seems to be very satisfied with Lin Jiaming's attitude. In other words, he is not interested in the content of the plan itself, but he recognizes Lin Jiaming as a person.

"Mr. Liang, are you more interested in these two plans?" Although he saw that Mr. Liang was not interested in the plan, Lin Jiaming still had to ask. Even if Mr. Liang vetoes both plans, then he can make a new plan in one more night. Now the key is that Mr. Liang must speak his mouth to express his attitude.

"Xiaolin, let's not talk about this for now, let me ask you a question. Mr. Liang opened the thermos cup he was carrying, took a sip of water and said.

"Uh-huh, Mr. Liang, you ask?" Lin Jiaming sat up straight, waiting for Mr. Liang's question.

"What do you think is the most important thing in business?"

Faced with Mr. Liang's question, Lin Jiaming was a little confused for a while. He guessed that Mr. Liang might ask questions about the plan, but he didn't expect Mr. Liang to ask such seemingly unrelated questions.

"This ...... After all, business is all about making money!"

Lin Jiaming himself was not satisfied with this answer, let alone Mr. Liang, who asked this question.

"Is there anything else besides interest?"

"This ...... Mr. Liang, I am a person who has just started a business, in fact, my understanding of business is so little, if I can get your guidance from Mr. Liang, I will remember it for life. Lin Jiaming really couldn't answer.

"I don't dare to say it, but I can tell you my understanding. Mr. Liang paused and continued.

"The so-called business ......"