Chapter 033: Good intentions
Coming down from the twenty-fifth floor, Huang Mingchuan felt that the people in the entire marketing department looked at him a little strangely. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Huang Mingchuan sat down in his place, and as soon as he opened the thick pile of information, Lao Li leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Mingchuan, have you seen the chairman?" ā
"Hmm."
"What did the chairman say to you?"
Huang Mingchuan looked at Lao Li with an expectant look on his face and smiled: "I didn't say anything, but I just had lunch with the chairman." ā
"Cut!" Lao Li pursed his lips, "Mingchuan, it's not authentic for you to talk nonsense with your eyes open like this, but we have also worked together in the same office for half a month." ā
Huang Mingchuan looked like Lao Li was a little tired in his heart: "I really just had lunch." ā
John, who was sitting on the side, finished sucking the last bite of Chongqing noodles, put the leftover disposable bowl into a plastic bag, took out a tissue to wipe his greasy mouth, and then said, "Mingchuan, from your hometown S Town?" ā
"Hmm."
John looked suddenly realised and said, "You're really good enough to hide!" The chairman's surname is Huang, and you are also surnamed Huang, and the hometown of the two is the same - are you a distant relative of the chairman's hometown? ā
Huang Mingchuan really couldn't laugh or cry, but he was powerless to defend himself.
John thought he had grasped the trick, and hurried to Huang Mingchuan: "No wonder, our marketing department has never placed interns in the past few years." Hehe, you are a relative of the chairman, you said earlier, our company has always been virtuous and does not avoid relatives, you can see our Director Pan. It's really rare that you are a high-achieving student with such a big background, and you can be so low-key! ā
"IāI'm not really ......"
John hurriedly waved his hand and made a "I understand" expression at Huang Mingchuan.
Pei Fei put away the portable lunch box, stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, and said coldly: "Huang Mingchuan, take a break at noon and prepare the materials for the afternoon meeting." ā
"Okay." Huang Mingchuan glanced at Pei Fei gratefully. This charming and charming Secretary Pei, in addition to being sticky to Director Pan, has always been intimate with people and things, and such a distance makes people very comfortable.
Lin Li didn't say anything, just took out the makeup mirror and touched up her lip makeup.
In the mirror, she and Pei Fei quickly exchanged glances.
This Huang Mingchuan really has a great background, otherwise why did the chairman send Liu Boan to invite him to dinner, it seems that it is not just a distant relative of the chairman. Lin Li secretly rejoiced, fortunately Pei Fei revealed some information to her earlier, otherwise she would have offended people stupidly like Lao Li and John, and in the end she wouldn't even know how to die.
Huang Mingchuan took the opportunity to come to the large terrace outside the seventeenth floor.
This is a hanging garden of more than 20 square meters made of antiseptic wood, surrounded by oak barrels planted with gorgeous flowers and plants, and several sets of wooden tables and chairs are placed in the middle. There are often white-collar workers who are tired of staying in the office to breathe on this terrace, or there are addicts who lean against the fence and smoke a few cigarettes.
It was noon, and there was no one on the terrace.
Huang Mingchuan sat on a bench, the spring breeze on the seventeenth floor blowing the discounted suit on his body. He looked up, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the twenty-fifth floor reflected dazzling light in the spring sun.
Huang Mingchuan's heart suddenly swelled up with a very strange feeling, the twenty-fifth floor, which symbolized the supreme authority of the group, seemed to have become a warm place, and the chairman who couldn't change the taste of his hometown seemed to have taken off the dazzling halo of the business elite on his body and became like a ...... Fathers? Right! That's how it feels.
Huang Mingchuan took out his hand and quickly dialed a number.
"Mingchuan?"
"Mom, did you disturb your rest?"
"No, I just got my student homework done." Shen Yunfang's voice was still tired from the airwaves, "Why do you have time to call me today?" ā
"Mom, you're about to retire in a few years, so don't work too hard." Huang Mingchuan smiled, his voice full of joy, "I'll go home on May Day." ā
"That's great, whatever you want to eat, I'll prepare it for you first."
Huang Mingchuan blurted out: "Salted fish." ā
"Salted fish?" Shen Yunfang was puzzled, "What kind of good thing is that?" I didn't see you like to eat it, did you? ā
"Mom, you post a few more for me, and I'll bring them back and give them away."
Shen Yunfang laughed on the other end of the phone: "You stupid boy, you can think of it, how can you give someone salted fish?" Are you embarrassed to send it? If you want to give away some of your family's souvenirs, your mother will prepare some good ones for you. ā
"Mom, don't worry about it, there are people who want to eat salted fish."
"Who?"
"Our chairman!" Huang Mingchuan's voice unconsciously carried pride.
There was a sudden silence on the phone for a long time: "Have you seen the chairman?" ā
"Of course, he asked me to eat with him at noon!" Huang Mingchuan has the meaning of showing off in front of his mother.
"What's going on?" Shen Yunfang's voice trembled with nervousness.
Huang Mingchuan misunderstood Shen Yunfang's sudden panic: "Mom, don't be nervous. The chairman knew that I was also from S Town, but he asked me to accompany him to eat a meal of hometown food! ā
"He knows you're from S Town...... He, he also knows that your name is Huang Mingchuan? Shen Yunfang seemed to be grabbed by the neck, and she was a little out of breath.
Through the radio waves, Huang Mingchuan could also feel Shen Yunfang's nervousness, and he was relieved: "Mom, the chairman is very good and kind to me. I wonder why he asked me to eat with him. But fortunately, I think the chairman has a good impression of me, and if I pass the three-month internship period smoothly, I should be able to stay at the Huang ......."
Shen Yunfang interrupted Huang Mingchuan's words: "Mingchuan, did your chairman say anything to you?" Her voice was like a wheel that hadn't been refueled for a long time, dry and astringent.
"Got it."
"Huh?"
"The chairman said that if I go home on May Day, I will bring two salted fish from my hometown back for him." Huang Mingchuan sighed with emotion, "Mom, haven't you seen that the chairman is such a rich man, and he eats very simple lunch, just steamed salted fish, stir-fried water spinach, and sesame oil mixed with kohlrabi - similar to what you usually cook at home." ā
Shen Yunfang did not answer.
"Mom, are you listening?"
After a long time, a faint sigh was sent to Huang Mingchuan's ears, with infinite melancholy, as if he was answering Huang Mingchuan, and it was more like he was talking to himself: "Twenty years, if your heart has changed, the same dish will taste different when you eat it in your mouth." ā
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Huang Mingchuan didn't understand.
Shen Yunfang smiled, her laughter was short and urgent: "It's nothing, Mom just misses you and Mingyue." ā
Huang Mingchuan diverted the topic: "Mingyue doesn't know what she's been busy with lately, the dragon can't see the head at the end, it's weird." ā
"Oh, Mingchuan!" Shen Yunfang seemed to suddenly remember something, "Don't tell Mingyue about your company, let alone mention to her about you having dinner with the chairman." ā
"Why?"
Shen Yunfang paused: "Isn't Mingyue unwilling for you to stay in the Huang family, I'm afraid that she won't be happy when she hears it." ā
Huang Mingchuan thought about it, more things are better than less, so he started a family affair with Shen Yunfang. I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm too tired, Huang Mingchuan always feels that his mother is a little absent-minded.