Chapter Seventy-Five: Who Are You?
Uniworld Group.
Office of the President.
In the afternoon, there was not a single cloud in the sky. The air conditioner in the office was turned on very low, and in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, Han Bin's sweat still flowed down the back of his neck and sideburns, quietly wetting the shirt in his suit.
Lu Yuanhe held a document in his hand and pursed his lips tightly. His eyes are attentive and he is quick to browse, but every now and then he will mark key points with a pen and throw out a few questions.
Because the atmosphere was too solemn and suffocating, Lu Yuanhe's secretary Xiao Yao quickly flashed out after bringing coffee to the two, without staying for a moment. After leaving the office door, she secretly thought to herself, it seems that Assistant Han has begun to participate in the company's major decisions, and she will have to treat him special in the future. Looking at the president's attitude just now, it is clear that he is very dependent on Han Bin.
Inside the house.
"The feasibility analysis is a little bit worse."
"Have some uncontrollable factors and risks been taken into account?"
"I think we might as well be a little bolder in our predictions."
Lu Yuanhe thoughtfully outlined the key points with a signature pen, and Han Bin did not dare to slack off at all, and showed a professional attitude and academic posture for the graduate graduation defense.
He treats a discipline that he is not good at, or a project from scratch, and analyzes and organizes the tasks assigned by the president in the most clumsy and rational quantitative way.
A pair of heavy dark circles exposed Han Bin's collapsed mentality at the moment.
But his face was still invisible.
"Lu Shao, I think this time on Friday afternoon is just right, after all, it is a working day, unlike the weekend, which affects the experience, but it also has the atmosphere of a holiday...... And I confirmed, there was a fireworks show at the playground at 7 p.m. on Friday night, and I interviewed seven couples who had seen it, and they all thought the atmosphere was good. Of course, when Han Bin asked these seven couples, the single dog received a 10,000-point critical hit.
Yes, Han Bin wrote a report on the president's dating strategy......
He watched ten Korean dramas overnight, analyzed various dating scenes and emotional development directions, summarized eleven routines and weighed the pros and cons of each, and ensured that the president's dating was foolproof.
Lu Yuanhe looked at the report and frowned. How can it be so troublesome? This kind of abstract descriptive text is obviously not as simple and efficient as the brain when working with numbers.
But he will still have a much longer and higher priority schedule for the report than any other document......
"Appropriate casual physical contact can increase favorability, and the views are available in papers, Lu Shao, this is the source of the knowledge network I attached......"
"Well, you can check the timetable of the fireworks again......"
If there is a God's perspective at this moment, then you can see that in an office that can overlook the whole city and affect the economic fate of the whole city, two straight men of steel are staring at each other, one with zero experience than the other, and they are talking on paper seriously......
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"Little pigeon, time is running out, let's hurry up and buy you a dress and a set of jewelry."
The event in Banyan City is imminent, and the crew has notified that there will be a meet-and-greet and dinner. Because the departure time was advanced, the time left for Bai Ge to buy the trip was in a hurry, and Qin Jiannan was busy arranging various matters.
But...... The current white pigeon does not have the money to pay for a dress and a set of jewelry, and now it has just entered the industry, and there is no brand sponsorship.
"Oh, why don't you speak, I don't know what you think! Let's go, I'll give you a dress to celebrate your debut! I made money from working on projects with my mentor, not my parents' money, so don't worry about it......"
Bai Ge shook his head, "You have given me so many gifts, the dress is not a small amount, and it is in such a hurry, it is difficult to find a suitable cost-effective dress in such a short time." β
Bai Ge remembered that the dress she wore with Lu Yuanhyuk to the dinner party last time was only worn once, and it was exactly her size. The last time she left Lu Zhai, she folded it flat and put it in the bedroom, and then Lu Yuanhe said it once, that is her dress, and she can take it at any time if she wants to use it. But, after all, it's not your own thing......
Qin Jiannan didn't care, and said quickly: "Why did you say that you had to pay it back at that time." Auntie, don't be embarrassed, then you should borrow it again, we will return to Zhao when we come back from Rongcheng, and when the time comes, we will go shopping and buy you a new set. Hurry up, it's too late to take it. β
Bai Ge hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the phone and dialed Lu Yuanhe.
After a long tone, "Sorry, the user you dialed is not answering for the time being......"
"Do you want to call Assistant Han? Assistant Han's phone is available 24 hours a day. β
Bai Ge thought about it, this kind of private matter is still embarrassed to trouble the other party's work assistant. (Han Bin's inner OS: No trouble, no trouble, is there less trouble?) οΌ
So she dialed a phone call to the landline of the Lu house, which was answered by the housekeeper Uncle Zhuang.
"The things are here, the young master instructed us to put that set of clothes in the closet of his bedroom, you give me an address and I will send it to you."
"No, Uncle Zhuang, I'm so embarrassed, I'll go over and get it. I'll talk to Lu Yuanhyuk over there, and I won't embarrass you. β
"Look at what you said, what is my embarrassment about your own dress and jewelry, Lu Shao said, you can come and get anything at any time, we don't need to ask more at all."
Bai Ge was a little moved in his heart, and he didn't know if Lu Yuanhe said this because he and he were nominal husband and wife, and he deliberately said it to the housekeeper.
Whether this was the case or not, a shallow joy rose in her heart.
"Little pigeon, I'm going to leave in the afternoon, I'll go and pack my luggage first, and say hello to the director and various types of work, and then I'll be officially on the job as an agent, but I have to sort out your connections smoothly, so that you can win people's hearts like a treasure in the crew!"
The white pigeon pinched Qin Jianan's face, "You are really my little fairy." β
Qin Jianan patted off the white pigeon's hand, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "You still have two hours, go back quickly!" See you in two hours! β
After parting, the white pigeon took a car and went straight to the Lu house.
I haven't seen much recently, and Lu Yuanhe hasn't contacted him much.
Because she has been living in the crew recently, she has not met her "neighbor" Lu Yuanhe as "frequently" and exaggeratedly as before, I am afraid that he no longer lives in Xiangjiangyue, and has already moved back to Lu Zhai, after all, it is easier to get to the company here, and the villa facilities are more perfect.
The white pigeon thought about it, saw that there was still time, and asked the taxi driver to turn halfway to Furong Street and buy a lemon tart at a famous dessert shop. Lu Yuanhe doesn't like desserts with strong flavors, and Bai Ge guessed that this lemon tart should be very good for his taste, after all, he sometimes smells a lemon smell on him, which is probably a perfume with a citrus lemon flavor on the base notes.
Carrying a lemon tart, the white dove stood in front of the Lu Mansion and rang the doorbell.
Uncle Zhuang quickly opened the door, and the dress, jewelry, and shoebox had been sorted out and placed at the door.
"Uncle Zhuang, this is the lemon tart I brought over, you can put it in the refrigerator first, and then take it out when Lu Yuanhe arrives home, it will taste better. I deliberately bought a few extra pieces and thank you for taking care of me before. β
"Oh, what are you talking about taking care of, Lu Zhai hasn't been to a girl for so many years, it's too late for us to be happy......"
Before the words could be spoken, a lazy voice came from behind Uncle Zhuang. "Uncle Zhuang, who?"
The white dove crossed Uncle Zhuang's shoulder, and saw a tall girl with big chocolate-colored waves, looking herself up and down.
Because she had just gotten up, Jian Xi's hair was still a little messy, with a lazy beauty. Her lips are plump and sexy in Europe and America, and she is slightly pursed at the moment, wearing only a lace sundress, the length of which just covers her buttocks, revealing her firm and well-proportioned thighs, which is very comfortable and leisurely at home.
Jian Xi looked at Uncle Zhuang's attitude towards the white pigeon, as well as the outfit that the white pigeon came to take, and guessed eight or nine points in his heart. However, since the white pigeon did not come to the house, it means that Lu Yuanhe does not have that weight in his heart.
She is gambling, betting that Lu Yuanhe does not have this woman in his heart.
So Jian Xi stepped forward a few steps, raised his eyebrows slightly, and took the dessert box directly.
"Brother Yuanhe doesn't like to eat such sweet things, Uncle Zhuang, you say yes?"
Uncle Zhuang was annoyed at the moment, and scolded himself in his heart for being old and confused. There is this eldest lady living at home, how can she let the white pigeon come to the door so directly!
On weekdays, Miss Jian Xi came back in the early morning, and then slept directly until the evening, and I don't know why she got up so early today and ran into the white pigeon directly.
No matter who of the two girls ends up being a young grandmother, today's scene is not good-looking.
However, Uncle Zhuang quickly made a judgment in his heart.
Since Miss Jian Xi came, the young master has hardly come back, and he has never been as careful and considerate as he is to serve tea and rice to the white pigeon. So he opened his mouth and said to the white pigeon, "Miss white pigeon, this is ......."
"I'm Brother Wonhyuk's fiancΓ©e."
Jian Xi looked down at the girl who was half a head shorter than herself, and pointed to the things in her hand: "This set of clothes, I don't fit it, you can take it and give it to you." β
It's such a light tone, a natural sense of superiority.
The white dove's hand holding the dress gradually loosened. She glanced down at the doorway, a pair of red suede stilettos, shining on them, her eyes aching at that moment.
"So, who are you?"