3. Looking around for thousands of miles

When Lin Qian heard the "leader's opinions" brought back by the human resources manager, she was quite surprised.

In addition to the accident, I was a little moved. Because the other party said it sincerely and beautifully: "Ms. Lin, since we Aida has provided you with this job, we will not break our promises due to some temporary business difficulties. If you decide to stay, the salary level will remain unchanged. As for the position, we need to wait until the new CEO takes office. If you choose to leave, we also wish you a better job."

During the time when the human resources manager left, Lin Qian had already used her mobile phone to surf the Internet and Baidu all the news about Aida. So she thought about it and answered sincerely: "Thank you, I'll go back and think about it, and I'll reply you tomorrow."

——

It was still early to leave Aida, and it was less than twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Lin Qian walked home slowly, and first fryed two dishes in a small restaurant at the entrance of the community, and finished it in a coquettish manner. Then he went upstairs, opened the window, and opened the music, and then walked to the balcony and called Lin Mochen.

It was just when the lights were on in the United States. Lin Mochen's low voice seemed to be accompanied by the laziness and arrogance that was unique to Manhattan: "Your phone came later than I thought."

Lin Qian was suddenly discouraged: "Of course you knew it."

The whole world knows about Ida's recent situation. How could this brother who works in financial investment on Wall Street not know?

Lin Mochen was wearing an iron-gray handmade suit and was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass on the top of the skyscraper. Behind him were employees who were still working on data analysis and investment reports.

Outside the window were the city lights as bright as stars, and the Hudson River slowly flowed into the distance under the cover of skyscrapers on both sides.

He chuckled and asked, "What are your plans?"

Lin Qian's tone became even more dull: "I won't go to work for you anyway."

Lin Mochen frowned slightly at this end, but his tone was still sparse: "Oh? Then where are you going?"

Lin Qian replied: "I'm considering whether to stay in Ida."

To be fair, although Ida is in trouble now, the lean camel is bigger than a horse, and it is still unknown whether they can fight back. Moreover, after contacting her today, she felt pretty good.

"I feel like it's a pity to give up like this," she said again.

Lin Mochen looked at the starlight on the top of the building opposite and tapped his fingers on the table next to him.

"Lin Qian." He said, "It feels that it is the most useless thing. You are my sister, and you think about problems in a more rational and objective way."

The tone is a bit cold and a bit arrogant.

But Lin Qian was unmoved, but climbed up the pole and replied softly: "Okay. Brother, please give me an objective analysis. Is it worth keeping?"

Lin Mochen calmed down for a moment, and Lin Qian's heart also raised a little.

"You can give it a try." He gave the answer in a hurry.

Lin Qian immediately smiled and didn't ask him the deeper reason, because her professional terms such as net asset value, rate of return and complicated rate of return, made her feel a headache when she heard it.

"Thank you brother!"

Lin Mochen's lips were slightly raised, and then said lightly: "Ida Chairman Xu Yong is old and weak, and he no longer cares about daily operations. His eldest son Xu Yiyang died in a car accident three years ago. With Xu Yong's personality, it is impossible to hire someone from outside. Therefore, the most likely people to succeed are three: one, Gu Yanzhi; two, the illegitimate son Xu Chengyan, who is still studying in the United States; three, Xu Yong and his ex-wife have a son, and their identity is unknown. I will check it again."

——

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qian buried her head in her arms and looked into the distance in a daze.

After a while, my eyes were attracted.

It was a large military green truck that followed the highway, passed through the city, and stopped at the gate of Ida Group.

Several soldiers in camouflage uniforms jumped down, all carrying bags. The big truck drove away. They stood at the door for a while, and soon someone came out and led them in.

A veteran?

Speaking of which, those retired soldiers were the only good thing she had encountered these days.

Now, are some of them coming to work in Ida?

She also decided to stay.

——

The next morning, Lin Qian finished the entry procedures and was taken to meet the legendary Gu Yanzhi.

The group was filled with an indescribable depressed atmosphere, so when Lin Qian walked into the exquisite, luxurious, and spacious office of this powerful minister, he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Gu Yanzhi was sitting behind the dark large desk, looking at the new employee.

He was obviously Li Zhicheng's assistant candidate and he didn't need to come to see him. But the guy rushed to the sanatorium to see his father overnight yesterday, so he could only throw these things to him. Moreover, the boss, who was as proud as a word, issued a light order: "Not public yet."

This is not public, naturally refers to his identity and his arrival.

Gu Yanzhi asked: "Why?" He took over the group and would meet all employees sooner or later. What is the difference between when to make it public?

"I need to understand the situation first." Li Zhicheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, and replied indifferently, "In a secret way."

Gu Yanzhi was slightly stunned and understood.

He spoke in a profound and unpredictable manner, and he was very sensible...

I still regard this as a war and want to "reconnaissance" myself first.

Thinking of this, Gu Yanzhi couldn't help laughing, looked up at Lin Qian opposite him, and said slowly: "You must know the situation of the group. The more difficult it is, the more people are used. If you have talent, you will naturally be reused. But if you are a mediocre person, there is no need for us to leave a burden. It depends on yourself."

It is very common to say that both kindness and power are combined, so Lin Qian nodded calmly: "I will work hard." Looking at the smile on his face, he thought to himself that he didn't look as sinister and shrewd as rumored.

Gu Yanzhi had no time to talk to her. After a brief conversation, he made a decision on the spot: She went to the president's office first and took on some of the daily work of the department.

——

Lin Qian's career in Ida began in obscurity in a mess of war.

The President's Office sounds famous and beautiful, but in fact, there are only three people, including Lin Qian. The other two are fresh graduates this year.

The staff of the Human Resources Department explained to her: "There was no such department before. It was formed after the former CEO came. There were sixteen or seventeen people in full swing. Later, they all left one after another."

Lin Qian was at ease when he came. According to Gu Yanzhi's secretary's tips, every morning, she would collect industry information and news and make it into a daily newspaper for reference by the leadership; the weekly work plans and summary of various departments of the company will also copy her, and she will organize it into an independent report; of course, if there is any temporary major event within and outside the company, she will also need to summarize the relevant reference information as soon as possible.

In a nutshell, it means writing reports, writing reports...

Of course, this kind of work is monotonous and boring, and it is a certain distance from the actual operation of the company. Lin Qian didn't like it. But later she thought about it. She came here for the first time and came from a competitor company. It would be strange if she had put her in an important department to arrange important work at the beginning, right? So she felt relieved. She simply focused on writing reports every day. After a few days, she memorized the basic situation of Aida.

But every time the report was delivered to Secretary Gu Yanzhi's desk, I don't know if he had read it. Later, the secretary asked her to send a message once, and in addition to submitting a paper report, she sent another electronic version to the designated email address. Lin Qian looked at the email name: [email protected], "Apache", is Gu Yanzhi's English name? But it doesn't look like a person's name, it may be the abbreviation of a certain word or a sentence. Lin Qian worked on it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

——

On the weekend, Lin Qian got up early and took a taxi to the sanatorium on the other side of the city.

The Luyuan Sanatorium was newly built after 2010. Regardless of the building facilities, it is the best and most comfortable in the city. Lin Qian carried a bag of fresh fruits and walked along the green and fuzzy river embankment for a while under the guidance of the nurse, and saw He Qingling sitting alone under a big tree.

Lin Qian couldn't help but take a lighter pace and walked up to her: "Mom..."

He Qingling is over fifty years old, and her thin face is full of wrinkles. She looks at her calmly: "Well, I'm back."

The mother and daughter talked for a while, and most of the time it was Lin Qian who was talking, and He Qingling listened. Not long after, He Qingling said that she was sleepy and wanted to rest.

"If you are busy with work, I won't keep you anymore," she said.

The nurse pushed her wheelchair and walked away. Lin Qian stood there, quiet for a while, took out her cell phone and called Lin Mochen.

"I'm in the sanatorium. Mom looks pretty good." She paused, "Do you want to talk to her?"

It was probably late at night on Lin Mochen's side, and it was very quiet, only his calm breathing sounds.

"Lin Qian." He said, "I don't need to know the woman's current situation."

Lin Qian stopped talking.

He Qingling insisted on divorceing her husband and each brought one child. Since then, Lin Mochen has never called He Qingling "Mom".

——

In the afternoon, Lin Qian took a walk around the town around the sanatorium and visited an old classmate who lived nearby. When she came out of her classmate's house, it was already past nine o'clock.

She refused to drive to see her out for the old classmate, and did not want to take a taxi, so she walked slowly to the bus station alone. The night in the suburbs was very deep and quiet. On the empty platform, there were only the thin yellow lights of street lights.

Soon, the last bus arrived.

Lin Qian found a window at the back of the carriage and sat down.

Because it was the starting station, it was probably not time to start the departure point, the driver shouted at her: "Girl, wait a little longer, there are still five minutes." Then he fell to the steering wheel and fell asleep.

Lin Qian wrapped her coat tightly and looked at the chaotic night outside the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this moment, footsteps came from the car door ahead, and a tall man walked up.

Lin Qian turned his head casually, looked at him, and then continued to look out the window.

After a few seconds, he suddenly turned his head back and looked at him.

The lights in the car were quite dim, and the man was wearing a dark gray jacket, black sports trousers, and outdoor shoes. Lin Qian only took a look and knew that they were all classic styles from top brands. He also wore a baseball cap, with the brim pressed very low, revealing only the high bridge of the nose and the simple jaw. Even if he couldn't see his face clearly, he felt a kind of handsomeness with a sharp edge.

Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat.

A feeling of familiarity surged in my heart. The person's body shape and height were exactly similar to his, and how can I describe this strong and unique aura? Junyi, rebellious and arrogant, even if I stayed quietly, it was impossible to ignore his existence.

At this time, he had already stepped on his long legs and walked towards him. Lin Qian immediately turned around and looked out the window.

His steps were very steady and neat, and he quickly walked past her. Lin Qian looked at the blurry reflection in the window glass and sat down in the last row.

The car drove very quickly.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is as cool as water. Only the bus is driving "clang clang".

Lin Qian sat for a while, but curiosity prevailed, so she turned her head and looked directly at him-

Well……

He... went to bed again.

His tall and big body was just sitting upright, one arm resting on the back of the front seat, his face buried deep inside, and the other hand seemed to be resting on his knees. The baseball cap was completely buckled on his head, covering his face tightly. Because every few rows, Lin Qian could even hear his even and deep breathing sound.

Hi, big cat.

Lin Qian suddenly wanted to laugh a little.

She leaned forward and her head was pressed down very low, wanting to see whether his face was from below. But the light and shadow in the car were swaying, and only the blurred lines of the side face...

"What are you looking at?" A clear and low voice suddenly rang out.
Chapter completed!