A.D. late February 1999

Early one morning

In a high-end villa area in the northern suburbs of Kyoto, there is a milky white garden villa, which is built by the water.

In front of the building, there is a large green lawn, on which there are several large tower pines with lush branches and leaves, as well as dense vine trellises, which looks quiet and pleasant, and the scenery is beautiful.

The villa is on the third floor

A young woman, dressed in a pink cotton nightgown, gets up and walks to a floor-to-ceiling Western-style window.

As soon as she pulled open the floor-to-ceiling curtains, she pushed the small gap in the window outward, and immediately, a touch of coolness and comfort came to her face.

A heavy snowfall is indifferent to winter.

The sky was quiet, as blue as the sea.

Suddenly, a beam of sunlight penetrated the clouds and entered the house, and the sunlight after the cold winter snow appeared soft but not violent, and it felt a little cool on the face.

She picked up a pack of "Zhongnanhai" brand cigarettes from the coffee table on the sofa, took out one of them, lit it, and put it in her mouth to smoke.

This brand of cigarettes is slender, mellow in aroma, fresh and natural in taste, showing nobility and elegance.

Her smoking posture is elegant and sexy, and she can easily spit out several smoke rings in a row, which has made many men smack and sigh.

She is about twenty-six or seven years old, her skin is as white as snow, and the soft green silk is casually draped over her shoulders, and she is restrained casually with a simple jade hairpin, but she has a trace of charm.

The cold wind blew in slightly, a bunch of sideburns fell slightly, and her white and tender jade hands with long nails were caresed, and there were many kinds of styles.

She is the owner of this villa, the newly appointed sales director of the Northern Region and the marketing manager of Kyoto, and the famous witch of variety - Miss Zhang Jiali.

She calmly smoked a lady's cigarette and looked out the window at the morning scene after the cold winter snow.

She went back to the headquarters of the company in G City to attend the company's annual meeting a few years ago, and accompanied her parents and sisters to reunite at home during the Spring Festival.

The company stipulates that front-line employees in the market must leave to return to the market before the eighth day of the first lunar month. Zhang Jiali postponed her return to Kyoto for a week because of the shareholding reform that the company began to carry out in the new year, and of course she had to attend relevant meetings as one of the company's shareholders.

The flight was originally scheduled for yesterday at noon, but I was supposed to have dinner in Kyoto City by the evening. I never thought that due to the heavy snowfall, the plane was delayed until more than 7 o'clock in the evening.

It was close to midnight when I landed at Kyoto Airport, and the time when the driver Master Gao picked up the airport and sent it to the villa was more than 1 o'clock in the morning, so I hurriedly went to bed.

No matter how late she sleeps, she has a habit of waking up early, and she must take a hot bath when she gets up in the morning.

Suddenly, there was a dull knocking sound from the vermilion twig gate.

Who could it be that knocks on the door so early?

Ling'er, the young nanny at home, got up from the bed and went to open the door, and after muttering a few words to each other, she whispered:

"Brother Zhang, come in first!"

Zhang Shangrong led a tall young man into the garden and walked towards the small building.

Zhang Shangrong?!

Hehe remembered.

The day before yesterday at the company's headquarters, the boss Cheng Youfu handed her a letter in the office.

"Jiali, this is a new salesman named Ouyang Xuan in the marketing department of Kyoto, and a rationalization proposal was written to the company a few years ago. The letter detailed the OTC market on the distribution, display, advertising slogans, team communication and interaction and other aspects of the need to improve the suggestions, I carefully read a copy of the copy also forwarded to the marketing department for research, all think very insightful, the company will be based on this rationalization proposal in the new year to develop the corresponding plan for discussion. ”

Zhang Jiali opened the letterhead while listening, and said while reading it:

"This is Group 6 in the eastern area of the city, and it is Zhang Shangrong's person. ”

"I have asked the Ministry of Human Resources to make a copy of his relevant information to me, this is Ouyang Xuan is an undergraduate pharmacy student who just graduated from the Chinese New Year, Zhang Shangrong returned to his alma mater to recruit, the market in August last year, only half a year to have such an experience, you go back and take a good look at it, maybe a talent can not be buried below!"

"Well, I understand, don't worry, Mr. Cheng!"

“……”

Zhang Jiali called Zhang Shangrong immediately after leaving her boss's office.

Kyoto Airport

Zhang Shangrong took his wife and son back to Kyoto from his hometown for the New Year, just got off the plane and came out of the airport, waiting in line for a taxi.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang and I glanced at the caller ID: it was the witch Zhang Jiali.

Damn! She's here?

How did she know I was back in the market late?

It's creepy for a while.

He calmed himself down, then picked up the phone:

"Hey... Mr. Zhang..."

"Zhang Shangrong, where are you?" came a familiar and tight habitual question from the microphone.

"I... I'm on my way!, what's the matter!", replied vaguely.

"Has a salesman named Ouyang Xuan returned to the market?"

"Ouyang Xuan? What's wrong with him? He's been in the market, and he said he won't go home for the Spring Festival this year!"

Zhang Shangrong was nervous for a while, and sweat broke out on his head. The witch suddenly mentioned a new salesman, something must have happened.

"He didn't go home for the Spring Festival, didn't you have a meeting after the festival?" said a cold question from the microphone, and his voice tended to be high-pitched.

"Oh! I just came back and was busy visiting customers, and we have a meeting tonight. ”

He replied as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the napkin his wife handed him.

"Well, I'll fly to Kyoto tomorrow at 12:45 p.m., and you take him... Come to my villa in the northern suburbs before 7:30 p.m., and I'll invite you to dinner. ”

Oh, it's a good thing that the witch boss invites you to dinner.

"Who do you want me to take with you?"

"Of course it's Ouyang Xuan!"

After speaking, she hung up the phone with a "snap".

"Grandma's, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?"

Zhang Shangrong has long known the itinerary of the witch leader through the company's office, and he and several supervisors of the marketing department will only return to the market on today's flight, otherwise who would dare!

In the evening, all the salesmen in the eastern area of the city held a meeting. There were still six or seven salesmen who had not arrived in the market, and Zhang Shangrong denounced this extremely irresponsible person and thing at the meeting, saying that he would deal with it seriously.

After the meeting, he left Ouyang Xuan alone.

First, I learned about the recent work and life situation in a concerned tone, and then asked if there were any out-of-the-ordinary things during the Spring Festival, such as gambling, fighting, or good deeds.

Ouyang Xuan was stunned and said with slight displeasure:

"How could Brother Zhang think of asking this? How could I do such a thing that violates the law and discipline!"

"Hehe, it's good if you don't, I also care about you, young people don't have girlfriends, and I'm worried about you having an accident during the Spring Festival in Kyoto, hehe... Hey..."

The seemingly casual care and greetings are all the truth.

Ouyang Xuan was a little embarrassed and sour, he got up and said, "If Brother Zhang is fine, I don't think it's too early to go back." ”

"Hey... Not busy, but there's one more important thing you haven't said?"

Zhang Shangrong stretched out his right hand and pressed Ouyang Xuan back to his seat, pushed the slippery glasses with his left hand, and told him mysteriously:

"Tomorrow night, the boss of the marketing department, Director Zhang Jiali, wants to see you and ask me to take you to her villa in the northern suburbs for dinner!"

Ouyang Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"You can't make a mistake, Brother Zhang, which green onion am I!"

"Yes, she called me from headquarters this morning, which had never happened before. You're a chive, hehe... Hey..."

Zhang Shangrong laughed with a mocking smile, which made Ouyang Xuan at a loss and a little uneasy in his heart.

"It's okay Ouyang, listen up! Go back to the station early tomorrow afternoon, pick yourself up before 5 o'clock, dress up and wait for me. ”

"What the hell is going on!" The sudden meeting of the company's bigwigs made Ouyang Xuan's heart unsteady.

"Oops, look at your nervousness. Is it a bad thing that she invites you to dinner and asks me to accompany you? I guess she heard that you don't go home during the Spring Festival, sticking to your job, and wants to set an example for you. ”

"What kind of example is this, it's my own ......"

Ouyang Xuan didn't think this was a glorious thing after hearing this, thinking that it was a private matter, and it was sympathized with and used to promote it, but he felt a sense of humiliation.

"Okay, go back, it's decided tomorrow, don't delay!"

……