On Monday, the scene of the Lancheng Auto Show.

The first two days were media days, and more than 100 press conferences were arranged, and a large number of long-gun and short-barreled media people from the automotive industry rushed to the Lancheng Convention and Exhibition Center to catch up with this biennial event.

The earliest press conference started at nine o'clock, and it was okay for this group of people to come early. After occupying a good position, they got together in twos and threes to chat, because there were already a lot of people crowded on the scene early in the morning, and the crowd was not false at all.

Jinglan and the various partners preparing for the auto show arrived a day in advance and were busy setting up the booth and conference room.

Ziming attached great importance to this auto show, and the team leader took Yan Nian to help them until three o'clock in the middle of the night before, and got up early the next day to be on standby.

A few of them are busy here, and the director of the design department and the manager of the first department also came to the scene in the morning.

It's also a shame that they rushed over, and the team leader is really relieved.

They are connected to the Jinglan marketing department, the director of the marketing department is not there, and the deputy director is on the scene to command.

Although they had long heard the gossip of Jing Lan, the former director of the planning department and the current deputy director of the marketing department, and knew that it was quite difficult for him to be unhappy because of his failure in the workplace, they didn't expect him to be so difficult.

People don't look down on Ziming as a mere team leader at all, and when they encounter problems and explain to him, they can't help but "let your director come and talk to me".

The team leader who was not psychologically prepared was choked with anger enough, and dared not speak out in anger, for fear of offending the customer. Yan Niannian looked at the aggrieved look of the team leader, and felt that she was pitiful.

But who made her the team leader, and if she is not good at communication, she has to kneel and lick her head, all for the sake of life.

Fortunately, the director of the company who is qualified to talk to others has finally arrived. The other party watched people put down the dishes, although his face was still unswerving, but he stopped a lot.

At this time, I suddenly heard that there was a conflict in the exhibition hall next door, and some car owners sneaked into the scene to defend their rights.

The media reporters who were waiting idly instantly smelled the breath of big news, asked which side of the exhibition area was going on, and one by one they rushed there with long guns and short cannons.

The crowd surged over there, and the employees of several booths here also stopped what they were doing and began to spread the gossip. Some say that the female owner is trying to be famous, and some say that the car is indeed defective.

Yan Niannian was watching everyone eat melons, and Yun Menghuan pounded her.

It turned out that Yun Menghuan was in charge of folding printing, and the previous work was originally for Yan Niannian to cooperate with her, but she felt that there was not much pressure to do it alone, so she did it all by herself, so she let Yan Niannian take a breath and paddle.

Because the president of Huajing is coming, the process has been adjusted, and the old folding sheets that were printed before cannot be used, and the ones that are to be used on site must be newly printed.

This batch of folds was moved by someone from the printing company yesterday. At that time, Yun Menghuan was busy, counted the number, drew two and looked at them, they were all new, and it was over. But now she checked each bundle one by one, and found that a small half of them were old.

She hurriedly contacted the printing company, and the other party checked it and immediately gave feedback, it turned out that the delivery person confused the new and old folding sheets, and they were all piled together at that time, and she didn't pay attention to the wrong one.

The new batch of folds was still piled up in their warehouse, and the other party said that he was sorry, but now it happened that everyone had sent them out, and there was no one to deliver them, so Ziming had to send someone to get it himself.

Yun Menghuan had more than this one job in his hands, and he really couldn't leave, so he asked Yan Niannian to take a taxi to get it.

Fortunately, the printing company is not far away, and most of the folding pages here can also be used, and it will not be finished for a while and a half, and it is still early, as long as you go and get it.

Yan Niannian soon came back with the foldout, but when she came back, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was the time when there were the most people, and the car couldn't drive in at all.

Anyway, there weren't many folds, so Yan Niannian simply got out of the car with the box and prepared to walk back. Unexpectedly, one turned around, and the door of another taxi next to her happened to open and rubbed against her, and Yan Niannian fell to the ground.

The passenger on the opposite side was about to get off the bus and quickly came over to check on the situation.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" As he spoke, he reached over and tried to help her up.

Yan Niannian heard this familiar voice and raised her head suddenly.

The other party was also stunned when he saw Yan Niannian, it turned out that the owner of the car was Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng recalled the scene when he was drunk and called Yan Niannian two days ago, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

"Can you still stand up, did you hurt anything?"

Yan Niannian didn't pat the ash on his hand, "I'm fine." ”

She looked at the hand stretched out in front of her, hesitated for a few seconds, then put aside her worries, got on it, and stood up with strength.

Ye Qingfeng caught a glimpse of the cardboard box with folded pages on the ground, saw Jinglan on the cover, and bent down to pick up the carton.

"Are you going to Jinglan's booth? Let's get over it. He smiled and nodded at Yan Niannian.

Yan Niannian opened her mouth, Ye Qingfeng had already taken the lead in stride, and she followed silently.

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At the press conference of the media day, there were obviously glamorous celebrity spokespersons present, but everyone's attention was firmly attracted by the young and handsome president who had just appeared.

It's obviously a stage with flashing lights, and a promotional video is playing on the huge screen. But all of this has become a background in front of Lu Zixiao, which makes him more and more heroic and handsome.

Lu Zixiao rarely attends public occasions, so as soon as he appeared, the various media squatting on the guard flocked to him, and the camera moved forward.

The host excitedly announced: "Next, I would like to invite Mr. Lu Zixiao, President of Huajing Group, to come to the stage to deliver a congratulatory speech!" The audience applauded thunderously.

Lu Zixiao made a brilliant debut, surrounded by bodyguards and accompanied by company executives, and slowly walked onto the stage amid the courtesy of the crowd.

Stand still slightly, raise your hand and press it, signaling that everyone's applause can stop.

He glanced at the venue with a smile in his eyes, his eyes blazing at Yan Niannian who had just walked over, and nodded slightly at her.

Seeing Ye Qingfeng, who was holding a cardboard box by Yan Niannian's side, his eyes darkened. But this emotion was only fleeting, and even Secretary Jin next to him didn't notice it.

Lu Zixiao paused, regained his composure, and began to speak.

Yan Niannian froze.

She had just arrived at the scene and had not heard the introduction of the host just now.

Yan Niannian pounded Sister Li, who was standing next to her, motioned to Sister Li to look at the people on the stage, and stammered, "He...... Who is it? Why...... ...... on stage"

Sister Li applauded vigorously and said in a brisk tone, "He, didn't the host say it, Mr. Lu of Huajing." ”

Seeing that Yan Niannian didn't know anyone, Sister Li turned her head to look at her in some surprise, "Isn't it written on the folding?" Don't you know what Mr. Xiao Lu looks like? ”

Yan Niannian opened the cardboard box that Ye Qingfeng was holding expressionlessly, took out a folding sheet and unfolded it, and it was clearly written: Lu Zixiao, President of Huajing Group.

Words: ...... It's lonely and unheard, and I say goodbye.