Chapter 07: It's My Blueberry Tart
The defenseless Mo Liangwei looked at the man in front of her who quickly sat up, and her heart was startled. Qi Chen, who had been sitting on the chair all night and didn't sleep well, stretched his waist, his peach blossom eyes were as bright as the stars narrowed into a thin line with yawning, and his eyes flashed with smart light, and his sleepy eyes looked like a kitten who had just gotten up, which was very cute.
"How? Is it better? ”
"It's okay, you... Just watched me all night? ”
Feeling the woman's gaze move on his clothes, Qi Chen disagreed, and shrugged his broad shoulders easily, the soreness on his back was faint, and his white teeth flashed lightly from between his pale pink thin lips.
"That's right. I'll tell you, I'm glad you're not paralyzed, otherwise I'd have been exhausted to death sooner or later. ”
Expecting that Mo Liangwei would feel guilty, Qi Chen deliberately teased, and sure enough, after hearing the latter sentence, Mo Liangwei's eyes that were originally full of guilt then turned into sharp knife light.
"I want to die."
She grasped the proportions and kicked the leg of the man next to her, obviously not using much force, but it still made Qi Chen frown slightly. Mo Liangwei hurriedly got out of bed to check the man's kicked leg.
"What's wrong?"
As soon as she opened Qi Chen's trouser legs, she saw that there was a palm-sized abrasion on his white legs, and Mo Liangwei whispered with concern.
"How? It won't be... I drank too much the night before yesterday......"
After a while, after knowing the truth, Mo Liangwei pressed the call button and asked the doctor to rub the medicine for her. She suddenly realized that the man named Gu Hancheng praised her for her good skills when she met, and his little assistant looked resentful when he saw her, it turned out that it was because she "beaten" people in advance, not to mention, and misunderstood that the person who was so strong in the group was a thief. Mo Liangwei felt extremely embarrassed just by sitting on the ground and counting the money like a money fan, and her snow-white face immediately flushed with embarrassment.
Qi Chen, who had changed the medicine, looked at Mo Liangwei, who was blushing like a monkey's butt, and couldn't help grinning.
"Weiwei, what are you going to do this afternoon?"
"Go to a café and work."
"Huh? Work? Then I'll go with you. ”
Although she knew that Mo Liangwei was not bad for money, she just wanted to try all kinds of things in the world, but for the sake of safety, Qi Chen still wanted to go together, but she ruthlessly refused.
"You'd better go home and practice your piano, aren't you going to compete? If you don't make the cut, see how I punish you. ”
As soon as he was reminded, Qi Chen remembered that he was going to participate in a piano performance competition in two days, and he hadn't bought the new piano in time.
If Mo Liangwei is the first in his heart, then the status of the piano is not second.
"Then you be careful, send WeChat after work, and I'll pick you up."
"Yes."
In the bustling and lively neighborhood, there are 60 floors of office buildings standing on the huge ground in the city center, and the whole office building is an upright rectangle, covering an area of nearly 20,000 square meters. The azure transparent glass windows shine brightly in the sunlight. From afar, it looks like a majestic giant standing in the middle of the block, and at the top of the office building, several silver-edged signs are very eye-catching: Welling Group.
The office is silent, and almost everyone is concentrating on their job. The meeting room for 100 people is soundproofed, with a round dark wood conference table with European-style leather chairs and shadowless lights in every corner of the room.
Gu Hancheng sat in the main seat of the conference room in a black striped suit, a gray tie neatly tied under his neck, and a spotless cotton and white shirt as the inner lining, adding a bit of ability, as usual, his ice eyes were cold.
"Mr. Gu, regarding the cooperation bidding between Lu's Group and our company, I have compiled a detailed data report according to your requirements. According to the report, 55% of people mentioned that international agency brands would be the first to think of lipstick, 32% chose free brands, and less than 10% of other brands chose other brands. ”
In the meeting room, there were enthusiastic presentations by managers of various departments, and different design solutions were projected on slides.
"Mr. Gu, I think that lipstick and clothing are one of the indispensable commodities in today's society, whether in terms of market penetration, risk rate or recommendation, etc., international agency brands are overwhelmingly ahead of free brands, which can be used as a unique development advantage."
Among them, the female manager of the design department observed the report and explained her views.
"Mr. Gu, I think we can adopt a high-profit, low-risk design solution, focus on international agency brands, meet the greatest needs of customers, promote the popularity of our products, and obtain more customer traffic."
The male department manager of the Propaganda Department also solemnly expressed his philosophy.
There was no trace of warmth on Gu Hancheng's face, his deep eyes gradually deepened, and his thin lips opened slightly to show coldness.
"Are you done?"
For a while, everyone looked at the square man on the main seat, and they all shuddered, holding their breath.
According to the report, the popularity of international agency brands has increased by 15% compared to last year, and the number of free brands has reached 22%, and the remaining 10% is occupied by other brands. So I would like to ask, who in this room has taken into account the usage rate and loyalty of the product? If the company focuses on promoting international agency brands, as you said, have you considered the increase or decrease rate of free brand awareness? And do you look at the sales rate of products objectively from the perspective of customers? International brands are currently the most profitable, but that doesn't mean that free brands are going to be sold less. ”
Gu Hancheng hit the nail on the head and directly dismissed the views of the department managers just now, and in an instant, everyone in the conference room was speechless when questioned. He folded his hands on the table, and the displeasure between his brows became more and more obvious.
"The customer's response is the best feedback for a product. If we reduce the sales rate of our products, then we will naturally lose a number of customer traffic, which will affect the popularity of our products. In addition, there are a small number of customers whose economy is limited to other brands, and we can't ignore their feelings because the profit margin is too low, otherwise the trust of the group of companies will be declining. The most important thing in business sales is reputation, 'Welling', and it is not necessary to maximize profits to attract customers. In the future, such a scheme should not appear a second time. Meeting. ”
After Gu Hancheng left, everyone's hearts finally fell, and they walked out of the conference room with each other looking at each other, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Huh~ Fortunately, Mr. Gu didn't get angry just now, otherwise he would have to work overtime to revise the plan tonight."
"This is not angry, Mr. Gu's whole face is blackened. I was so scared that he would ask me to give advice. ”
"Alas... You say that Mr. Gu is so handsome, why is he so fierce? It's just a face that can freeze at any time. Standing with him, I feel that my refrigerator is warmer. ”
"Harm... Who knows. ”
……
As evening approaches, the bustling streets are still bustling with people, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the off-white dining chairs in front of the café, and the soothing romantic music is played.
Mo Liangwei put the khaki tray with ceramic texture, exquisite workmanship, and put the brewed coffee on the customer's table, and smiled at the French couple in front of her in fluent French (please use it slowly), and Mo Liangwei, who received the smile back, pinned the empty tray behind her, turned around and continued to serve other customers, and the white gauze over-the-knee skirt fluttered like a fairy with the breeze blowing.
(It's her again)
Coming out of the company and looking at the familiar figure of the café not far away, Gu Hancheng walked straight over and sat down on an empty seat. Noticing that a guest came to the door, Mo Liangwei approached with the order and asked softly. Because this is a French café, most of the guests who come here are French-speaking foreigners, so Mo Liangwei is used to asking every guest who visits in French.
"What do you need to drink, sir?"
"Ice American."
Gu Hancheng's magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and Mo Liangwei felt familiar for a while, and lowered her head to check the order in her hand.
"Wait a minute." (French)
Soon, a glass of iced American was presented on the table by a pair of white and slender hands, Mo Liangwei habitually turned her head and smiled at the sitting customer, when the four eyes met, her originally charming smile became stiff, and she met the man's black and golden eyes, confirming that this iceberg beauty was the person she beat when she was drunk.
"Gu... Gu Hancheng? ”
She looked at the calm man in front of her in amazement, her clear eyes flashing smartly, shining brightly in the sunset.
"Why are you here?"
"Happened to be passing by."
Mo Liangwei looked around and saw a high-rise building about ten meters away in front of him, and there were several big words of 'Weiling' Group that were eye-catching.
As the night darkens, the clock in the café is almost seven o'clock, and the crowd on the street is busy going home. The owner of the café is a kind and kind, very good French uncle, when there are no customers Mo Liangwei can spare to do what she likes.
After a while, Mo Liangwei presented the blueberry cheese tart she had just made on the table where the handsome man was sitting, and when the man wanted to open his mouth to remind whether he had sent the wrong customer, he saw Mo Liangwei pull out the beige chair on the side and sit down, the good-looking Danfeng eyes rose slightly, under the tall nose bridge, the thin lips as pink as cherries, the two rows of white teeth were particularly eye-catching, and the voice between the words was tactful.
"Try the paita I made on purpose. I drank too much that night, and I lost my mind and accidentally injured you and your assistant, sorry. ”
"Vivi."
At this time, Qi Chen, who had received Mo Liangwei's WeChat before, appeared outside the café on time, and he noticed Gu Hancheng sitting on the side, his uninhibited peach blossom eyes became deep.
"Why are you here?"
"Oh. He had just gotten off work and happened to be passing by. ”
Mo Liangwei opened her mouth to explain, and then took off the black apron tied around her waist and went into the hall to pack her things and prepare for work. Then she handed the packed blueberry tart to Gu Hancheng.
"You remember to taste this blueberry pie, and I've already settled your account, so I should apologize for what happened that night."
Then Mo Liangwei and Qi Chen were moving away, and the conversation between the two was faintly visible.
"Why don't you make it for me when you make him a paita? I want to eat your snacks too. ”
After carefully opening the Maserati door for Mo Liangwei, Qi Chen puffed out his cheeks and complained like a child......
Gu Hancheng stared at the exquisitely and deliciously crafted blueberry tart in the dim sum box, and the melancholy and deep willow leaves couldn't see any emotional changes.
Cheng Tezhu drove from the garage to the side of the road, his eyes were attracted by the white snack box that the man put on the storage table in front of the car, and turned his head to look at Gu Hancheng in the back seat with his eyes closed.
"Boss, how do you know I like blueberry tart? Ouch boss, you're so nice to me! ”
couldn't wait to open the box, and Cheng Tezhu, who was about to open his mouth to taste it, immediately suffered a blow on the head.
"Mine."
Gu Hancheng's cold tone revealed a bit of inexplicable possessiveness, watching the blueberry tart in his hand being snatched by the man in the back seat and repacked, Cheng Tezhu looked dazed, and then seemed to remember something and then asked with a frown.
"Boss, aren't you allergic to blueberries?"
Gu Hancheng closed his eyes indifferently.
"For the sake of the boss's safety, it's up to me to destroy this terrible blueberry!"
Cheng Tezhu, who was righteous, stretched out his hand in the past was ruthlessly opened in the next second.
"Don't move."
The man's brows frowned slightly, and there was an irresistible coldness between his thin teeth.