The cold wind was waiting anxiously outside, and the video was sent to Chuan Heng, hoping to have some effect and help Chuan Heng solve the current problem first.

It didn't take long for the door to open, Chuan Heng walked out, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him, Chuan Heng showed a smile at everyone, and Han Feng asked, "Solved?" ”

There has never been a problem that Chuan Heng can't solve, this is the biggest consensus and belief of Jianchuan employees, as long as there is a boss, they have confidence in their hearts, if even the boss collapses, then how difficult it should be.

"Solve the tenth, Fenghua's problem, he will deal with it, but those negative problems about me need to be dealt with by ourselves, for such a long time, you should be ready." He looked around at the crowd.

Ji Fanchen had just taken a look at the strange whitewashing materials prepared by everyone for Chuan Heng, and at this time he could see the cohesion of a company, almost everyone prepared a "caliber" in several directions, the boss is their bottom line, whoever provokes the boss will be punished even if he is far away.

This kind of gossip in the market can't be officially replied, and a large number of people don't know about it, but everyone knows about it as soon as the official reply is made. Chuan Heng felt very relieved, and he also had a solid backing, which could make him more courageous to make some very important decisions.

His eyes were fixed on Ji Fanchen, Ji Fanchen also looked at him, the two naturally had a tacit understanding for so long, looked at each other and smiled, they didn't need to say too much, Chuan Heng bowed to her very solemnly: "Thank you Fanchen, thank you for always becoming." ”

The melon-eating crowd began to let out all kinds of howls, and many CP fans were excited and were about to cry, Allah sent sugar online, who could bear it.

Ji Fanchen was stunned by his bow, and he didn't say much, a smile is enough to represent a thousand words.

Chuan Heng bowed to everyone again: "Let you bother for me, thank you, I will pay for this year's year-end bonus and give you a raise." ”

The crowd was boiling, and everyone returned to their workstations and began to code small papers diligently, how could they not let the boss fall down before the end of the year!

Chuan Heng walked back to his office, saw the concerned gaze of the cold wind at the door, and said softly with a talking smile: "What Yue Zhiping said just now is quite good, he said that he will let the mortal world be free, I think he may know what love is, I should also let you be free to pursue your own happiness." ”

Han Feng looked at Chuan Heng's eyes, it was the first time she looked at him so seriously, she felt that something was slowly melting in her heart, she wanted to thank Chuan Heng for his fulfillment, after all, she was burdened with a person's feelings, and she couldn't give him something back, this feeling was really annoying.

Chuan Heng's deep eyes were full of relief, just like what he advised Yue Zhiping, he and Yue Zhiping are so similar, there is no more way to go, so don't make trouble for others.

Originally, he also wanted to seal this feeling in his heart, but how could he hide it if he really loved someone, the more he hid, the more unforgettable it became, and now everyone said it so calmly, what else can't be put down.

He suddenly understood the changes after Ji Fanchen and him became a couple for a day, he really let go and was relieved, and now he is still willing to fight side by side with him, because the friendship between them has long surpassed love.

He felt a little lighter in his heart, he would look at the cold wind with a blessed heart, and still give her attention, but the emotions were different, as the cold wind said, he was a very important person in his life.

……

Hanfeng sorted out the documents for the proposal to Xingchen tomorrow at home, and the director of the Taste series, Shi Qing's side has just been set, and he is a very famous documentary director in China, and the food series he directed was canonized at Station B.

Huang Zihao also asked a lot of practical questions to Hanfeng, first of all, Maojing's current food has no brand, it is very messy, and it is the main product of Maojing without a glance, Huang Ji Restaurant wants to do a joint development with Maojing, and I don't know what to choose, second, many products are no longer in line with the taste of young people now, high oil and high sugar, maybe you can join the "familiar taste" improvement plan of Hanfeng to Huang Jixiang.

This "familiar taste" improvement plan is the second plan after the improvement of the "time-honored brand", and there are many flavors that are familiar to a generation like Panda and Maojing, but they are not very "okay" in the eyes of modern young people.

Huang Zihao plans to launch an activity after the Spring Festival to drive a group of these brands with childhood filters to play a city flash mob together, which complements the Taste series.

The cold wind looked at the snow outside the window, it seemed that after entering the winter, the snow did not stop, she remembered the day of the first time she went to Maojing to propose, Chuan Heng said that he would leave an area for them to have a snowball fight, she was very happy, but she didn't expect that embarrassing things would happen that night.

I don't know if Chuan Heng still remembers what he said. Since graduating from junior high school, Hanfeng has really rarely had snowball fights, and the beauty of childhood has become a past that is always worth recalling with the wind.

She looked at the snow outside the window in a daze, there were snowflakes sticking to the window, she could even see the veins of the snowflakes, the cursor on the computer flashed and flashed, pp was still a few words away, she didn't want to finish writing, she was going to send it to Xingchen after writing, she was a little nervous now.

Xingchen's face kept appearing in front of her eyes, an unusually white face, some reddish lips, the more she thought about it, the more fascinated she became, she simply closed the computer, her mind was full of chaos, she touched her face, and it was a little hot.

Cold wind, cold wind, are you worthy of your name? Where's your coldness?

She was a little angry with herself, how could she have such deep feelings for someone she had only met once.

But she really has a very familiar feeling with the stars, as if she has known them for a long time.

The last few words were finally filled, and she began to browse the content from beginning to end, this plan, I was very curious about what Feng Li'an had proposed to make the two deputy directors so blind.

She carefully opened the dialog box with Xingchen, and Xingchen's avatar seemed to have changed, before it was a comic self, and now it has been replaced by a photo of herself as a tourist, which looks like Guizhou.

She sent the content over, waiting for Xingchen's feedback with some trepidation, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be sent directly to Xingchen, but if she doesn't send it, wouldn't it be another chance to contact alone?

Xingchen didn't move for a long time, she picked up her phone, and it showed 0 o'clock, so late, she didn't pay attention at all, and thought it was only about 22 o'clock.

She secretly withdrew the PPT back, wanting to pretend that nothing happened, after all, the PPT was sent at this time, and I am afraid that it is not toxic.

She held her phone and looked at it a few times, but the other party had no substantive reaction, and she didn't even ask why she withdrew.

Hanfeng felt as if her heart had fallen to the bottom, she closed the computer, and stuffed herself into the quilt again, the snow outside the window, the warm quilt, the work she had just completed, if the stars were away from me, I would be more satisfied, Hanfeng thought.

Her eyelids slowly sank, she slowly closed her eyes, and soon entered the dream, in which the little brother in white finally had a face, which was the stars.