"Hong Kong Lancôme International Co., Ltd."

Han Xinyao just saw a few words on the information, and felt that she had heard the name of this company there, and Liao Jundong, who looked confused, frowned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The second page is the introduction, and her body is shaken. The small mouth opened slightly and looked at Liao Jundong incredibly, and the excitement in his heart was unimaginable.

"What's wrong?"

She handed him the papers, meaning to read them for herself.

The more Liao Jundong looked, the more shocked he became, he knew something about international brands, including Lancôme.

"Xin Yao, it seems that you can be a designer!" He was happy for his woman.

Han Xinyao pursed her lips, she had never thought about becoming a designer. The main thing was that I was too busy before, so I had time to learn to look at the market, but now it's a different story.

"With the power of their company, they can give you fifteen shares, which shows that they are very optimistic about your future development." Liao Jundong's words hit the nail on the head.

She thought about this, she hadn't put 10% of the shares in her eyes just now, and now she felt that she was overestimating herself by doing things. This is a lesson, everyone and everything, you have to figure out the ins and outs of making decisions. But it was also at that time that I hesitated to exchange for the next five percent of the shares, which may be fate!

"What's next?" Closing the file, he sat down next to her and asked.

She leaned into his arms, her heart calming down. Looking up at Liao Jundong, "Let it be!" He reached out and pinched Han Xinyao's nose, and a kiss fell on her forehead.

"Nasty."

Liao Jundong pursed his lips and smiled, hugged her in his arms, and gently stroked her long hair.

In the evening, at six o'clock, the two came to the hotel where Mr. Xue had made an appointment to meet, and when they saw that they had arrived, the two smiled apologetically.

He saw that these two could still be so calm after knowing their identities, and praised them in his heart.

Han Xinyao didn't know what he was thinking, and when she knew, she probably just smiled bitterly.

It was exciting at first, but it wasn't without a limit. Although Han Xinyao has never dealt with international companies, she still has some knowledge.

"Miss Han, this is a contract, if there is no problem, let's officially sign it." Goofy sent her the contract.

Han Xinyao carefully read every contract and did not get carried away by huge benefits.

The more Mr. Xue looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and felt that he had gone through this experience in vain.

Generally, as the chairman of the board, he rarely attends, and most of them have secretaries and general managers to sign on their behalf. The fact that he was able to come shows the importance he attaches to Han Xinyao, but they don't know about these things.

She read it and handed the contract to Liao Jundong next to her, and after both of them read it, they officially signed the contract, and she was very satisfied with the details.

Gao Fei admired them very much, when he saw Mr. Xue for the first time, he didn't have their calmness. At this time, when I looked at Han Xinyao again, I felt that my boss still had a far-sighted vision.

A contract of up to hundreds of millions of shares was signed like child's play. Han Xinyao couldn't estimate how many fifteen shares there would be, she wanted to be a few million a year at most. A few years later, she regretted the ten-year contract she signed today, but that's for later.

The contract was signed, and then the waiter served the food, and the meal ended at eight o'clock. Knowing that Mr. Xue was going back to Hong Kong at ten o'clock, the two of them gave him a ride.

It was almost twenty o'clock when they returned to the hotel, and when they just entered the hotel hall, they saw Zhang Liang.

"Why are you back?"

Zhang Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said anxiously: "There is a fire in the factory, and all the machines are destroyed."

"Can there be casualties?"

"No, people are running out."

When Han Xinyao heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhang Liang, "Don't worry, let's talk on the way." ”

Gangzi saw it and hurriedly started the car. Liao Jundong went upstairs to pack his clothes and check out, and it didn't take twenty minutes for a few people to drive back.

"Tell me about the specifics."

"I don't know the specifics. When I went back in the afternoon, the factory was already on fire, and I couldn't contact you, so I had to come back again. ”

"Do you see my dad?"

"No, it was chaotic. Ma Sheng asked me to find you first to go back to preside over the overall situation. It seems that someone is deliberately making trouble...... ”

"Li Guodong?"

"I don't know."

"Well, I see, you can rest for a while."

Han Xinyao looked at Liao Jundong and felt that something was wrong, "What do you think?" ”

"Don't you know when you go back?" His tone was slightly cold, and he felt that this matter was inseparable from Li Zhi.

It was already more than three o'clock in the morning when they got home, and Feng Min, Han Juan, and Feng Xiaodong didn't sleep.

"What's going on with Dad?"

"It's not clear now, the police are investigating."

Han Xinyao and the others sat down, and Han Juan poured a glass of water for each of them.

"Where was Li Guodong when there was a fire?" Han Xinyao felt that this matter had something to do with him.

Feng Min was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "I really don't know this." Li Guodong is a recorder in the factory, and he is very leisurely, and he usually takes notes to record the number of shipments and purchases.

In fact, Han Xinyao knew that he was unreliable, so he set up such a position. To put it bluntly, his role is dispensable.

The rooster crows three times, and the sky is bright. Several people hurriedly went to the factory to check the situation.

Han Xinyao, who had already prepared for the worst, almost collapsed when she walked into the burned garment factory.

Liao Jundong put his arm around her shoulders, silently comforted her, hoping that she could be stronger.

No one knows how much effort she put into the garment factory, every step was taken by herself, and now there is only a handful of ashes left, and it is good that she has not fallen.

"The factory was burned, and we suffered a lot of losses this time." Zhang Liang squatted on the ground and scratched his head anxiously. Not to mention the orders in his hand, the work in the factory to catch up with the deadline is enough for them to drink a pot.

Han Xinyao repeatedly forced herself to calm down and calm down, and now she can only comfort the customer before saying anything else.

"Zhang Liang, you go to contact the customer, if you can't deliver the work on time, we will compensate ......the other party in accordance with the contract." Zhang Liang took the order and left.

"Dad, notify the workers that the factory is closed. Notify them when the start of work begins. They've all been paid their salaries. Feng Min nodded and turned to do this.

"Ma Sheng, report to the county public security bureau and cross the township police station." Ma Sheng nodded, and the person left.

"Sister, what can I do?"

"You? Find someone to clean up this place. ”

Everyone left, Han Xinyao sighed, Liao Jundong patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'll figure out the money."

Han Xinyao looked up at him, her heart was warm, and she said, "Okay, this time I will give you twenty percent of the dry shares."

"Can you do this with the two of you?" Liao Jundong shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly.

Han Xinyao was silent, although they were husband and wife. But she still didn't want to live on him.

"Let's go back." Liao Jundong can't stay too long, which has a bad impact.

"Well, you and Gangzi will go back to the county first, and I'll go back after I take care of this."

"Okay."

"Xin Yao, don't get angry. Mom, there are still 10,000 yuan, you can take it for emergency first. When she returned home, Han Juan handed her the passbook.

"Mom, no." She pushed the passbook back, stepped forward and put her arm around her mother.

"You girl, mom can't help you......." (To be continued.) )