In between waiting for the food, he took a financial magazine from the bookshelf next to him and came over to read it. Mu Hanxia thought to himself, this person is ruthless, but he is also very diligent.

She pondered the language, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Mr. Lin, I want to ask, why do you want me to come to your company?" ”

Lin Mochen raised his head and saw her clear eyes.

He has been called "Mr. Lin" by countless people, but when this title comes out of her mouth, there is always a feeling that it is not very pleasant. He looked at her rare low-eyebrow pleasing appearance, and thought to himself that it was probably this woman, and she was insincere.

"Call me Jason." He said lightly.

"Oh...... Jason。 ”

Why did you let her come to your company? This morning, the company's HR director came into his office and asked the same question.

"Jason, you've always been strict about hiring standards. You said that non-elite students don't. Because I don't have the leisure and energy to be a Bole, I want to discover talents among low-educated and low-level people. But now, you've brought back a high school student. Is this gap too big? ”

The director of human resources was one of the first people to start a business with him, and he is also very important. How did he answer at the time?

"Mu Hanxia's educational background is indeed unwatchable. But if this person follows me and uses it well, he may be the sharpest knife in the mall. ”

The HR director stopped talking, and nodded after a while: "Okay, I see." I'll take care of her too. ”

……

Thinking of this, Lin Mochen looked at Mu Hanxia and smiled: "The boss employs people, do I still need to explain the reason to you?" ”

Mu Hanxia didn't want to talk to this person again.

The dishes are served one by one, and they look extremely tempting. Mu Hanxia instantly forgot about this stubble, and he didn't hold back, he tasted each one, and then asked, "What is this made of?" "What kind of mushroom is this?" "This dish is delicious, what is it made of?"

Lin Mochen hadn't eaten anything good, but he was actually interested in it today, and explained everything to her. His appetite has always been not very good, and when he talked to her today, he even ate two small bowls of rice.

After eating almost, the people around me also dispersed a little and calmed down a lot. Lin Mochen drank tea slowly, looked at Mu Hanxia on the opposite side and put down his chopsticks contentedly.

"May I ask you another question?" She said.

"Ask."

"Why did you choose to start in the garment industry when you returned to China?"

Lin Mochen put down the teacup and gently put his arm on the back of the chair next to him. After staring at each other, he took an empty glass from the side and placed it between the two of them.

Wood cold summer is unknown.

"Any industry will have its embryonic period, rapid development period, stable period, and recession period. In the end, it is either death, or change and regeneration. The cycle goes on and on. He said.

Mu Hanxia stared at him and nodded. No one had ever discussed the "industry" with her, so she subconsciously listened very carefully.

"In the past decade, China's garment industry has ushered in a period of rapid development." He picked up the kettle and filled the empty glass.

Mu Hanxia thought to himself, yes. All these years came to her mind, and she saw the streets and alleys, and clothing stores opening everywhere. Many brands have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

"The best of times are often the worst of times." He looked at her with a flat gaze, "In the past few years, almost anyone who enters this industry can make money." But the quality, service, quality, uneven. It can even be said that most of them are inferior products - OEM production, backward management, backward service, and a brand has been established only by advertising and marketing. ”

"Seems like so." She replied.

He tapped the rim of the overflowing glass with his fingers: "Now, development has stalled. ”

"Hmm." That's true. Although there are still so many clothing stores, it is rare to see any brand, which is still expanding and opening stores in a large area, and it is already saturated.

He leaned back slowly, smiled and said: "China's business is developing rapidly, and customers' purchasing power and requirements are also constantly improving. At the same time, the apparel industry is also subject to the continuous impact of e-commerce. So stagnation will be followed by a recession. Do you believe it or not, in a few years, the vast majority of those clothing companies that are still thriving will have a sharp decline in performance, close stores in a large area, and then die? ”

Mu Hanxia's heart was shocked. Mass death? She couldn't believe his cruel prophecy. But her intuition told her that what he said was likely to come true.

"Haven't you studied the supply and demand curve without a teacher?" Lin Mochen said, "Everyone will die, only interests are eternal." If the existing clothing brand is eliminated, it will inevitably give up a lot of demand and profit margins. Who will get this new part of the huge profits? ”

Mu Hanxia looked at him and didn't say anything.

He reached for her chopsticks, grabbed two plump orange-red carrot sticks, and threw them into the glass: "High-quality newcomers, who are distinctly different from theirs, will quickly take away most of their profits." This is perhaps the worst of times for them. For excellent start-ups, it is also the best era. That's why I chose this point in time to enter China's apparel industry. ”

Quiet down. Lin Mochen picked up the teacup again and drank it slowly. Mu Hanxia looked at his slender fingers buttoned on the teacup, looked at his slightly open shirt collar and short black hair in his ears, and his heart was silently stirred because of his words. She actually felt some kind of vague excitement, aroused by his words, excitement from the depths of her heart.

Lin Mochen glanced at her, as if he had insight into all her feelings and thoughts at the moment, and smiled.

——

As the sun set, Mu Hanxia walked to the bus stop in the glow. The office building where Fengchen was located was like a silver giant, standing in the high-rise buildings behind her.

The phone rang, and she picked it up: "Hey, girl! ”

He Jing's noisy voice came from the phone, as if with Jiangcheng's unique roughness and market taste: "Yo, it seems that you are in a good mood." Where are you? ”

Mu Hanxia replied: "I'm in Beijing." ”

"What are you doing in Beijing?"

"Go to work, I'm in Lin Mochen's company."

He Jing took a few seconds before he said, "I really can't figure out what you people think. You yin him, he yin you. And then the two of you ran together. Poof, forget it, I don't care about those business things anyway. But Axia, you don't seem to be a person who doesn't hold grudges. You won't be ...... Love from hate, like him, right? Shake M physique, you ......"

Mu Hanxia smiled and immediately retorted: "How is it possible! He's just got a good job here. And I don't care about the past. ”

"Oh...... Did he want you to go? ”

Mu Hanxia's heart moved slightly, and he replied, "Hmm." ”

He Jing said: "Is he interesting to you?" Seriously, the last time he gave you your phone, I didn't think he looked at you right. ”

Mu Hanxia was stunned for a moment and replied, "How is it possible?" He won't like me. ”

——

As soon as Lin Mochen returned to China last year, he bought a house in Beijing. Because he doesn't like to live in other people's homes.

The house is close to the international trade center, 5 minutes walk. The spacious three-bedroom with more than 30 floors can overlook most of the city of Beijing. He is good at socializing, but he is not a person who has a passion for socializing and having fun. When there is nothing to do after work, his life is simple: eat at the western restaurant downstairs, go home to take a shower, watch the news, or deal with unfinished work. Occasionally, I look at the DVD.

When he came home that day, he had no interest in working. Instead, he sat on the sofa, looking at the bright lights outside the window, and in his mind, the appearance of Mu Hanxia appeared.

After Jiang Cheng parted, he rarely thought of her. Occasionally, I remembered it, and I quickly put it away. But it feels like a wonderful thing. When she reappeared in front of him, he had always thought of her from time to time in the past two days. remembered the way she stood in her office yesterday, looking at him firmly and weakly; remembered that she smiled sweetly at each of her colleagues; I also remembered the way she ate at noon with her eyes shining. And he was staring at a light opposite just now, and he was actually reminiscing about her blush today.

Lin Mochen thought about it and laughed a little self-deprecatingly. I got up and turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.