To be a good "people around you" of your superiors, you must first understand your superiors, and it is best to know more than anyone else.

Lin Mochen has been in the business world for many years and is more aware of this principle than Lin Qian. So when Lin Qian returned home that night, an email was already lying in her mailbox.

It is personal information about Li Zhicheng. There are only a few lines in total, and the experience is very simple.

Li Zhicheng, the second son of Chairman Xu Yong, and also the youngest grandson of a commander in the Southwest Military Region - Lin Qian Leran. No wonder the rich second generation would join the army. I am afraid that people would look down on the original business path.

In just a few years, I have experienced brilliant experiences. During my college years, I have had the "first prize in military modeling competition", "Global College Student Military Forum Leader Award", not to mention after formally joining the army, there are a bunch of honors such as "individual third-class merit", "group second-class merit", "Falcon battle action outstanding contribution award" and other honors.

In addition, there are some very scattered information, and I don’t know where Lin Mochen learned it from.

For example, he used his military salary to support many out-of-school children, but refused to meet with the children. Seeing this, Lin Qian remembered that he gave her the sleeper on the train, but even said something to her patiently. How unwilling he hates communicating with people, embarrassing...

For example, he has no girlfriend, and it seems that he has never had one before. Lin Qian was secretly shocked. He is a man of 25. His military life is indeed ascetic and monotonous...

Until the next day on the way to work, Lin Qian was still thinking about this information: He is a single man, so it is great. She doesn't need to help her boss manage her messy private life like some assistant secretary. He doesn't have a secretary yet, which is what she needs to consider. She has to recruit someone smart and capable in his resources. But she can't be too smart, so that she won't have ambitions to seize her value space...

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When Lin Qian arrived at the office, it was just dawn.

This was also something she deliberately did. Of course, the assistant had to arrive earlier than the boss. Li Zhicheng used to be a soldier and must have gotten up early. Who knows when he would arrive.

Yesterday he finished talking to her, and the appointment notice from the Human Resources Department was delivered. Lin Qian immediately packed everything and moved it to the top floor. In the small room outside the president's office, Song Xianxian and Yang Xiru were a little reluctant and envious. However, according to the Human Resources notice, her position was still in the General Office, so they still listened to her arrangements for the time being.

Pushing open the office door, the light inside was dim, the room was cold and there was no trace of anyone.

Lin Qian turned on the light.

This is the office left by the former CEO. It is exquisitely decorated, luxurious and elegant, and has bright lighting. But now that the owner has changed, the tall black painted wooden bookshelf is almost empty, and the silver-white geometric file cabinet next to it is also empty. The huge room looks a little empty.

There were a few newspapers scattered on the table, and Lin Qian sorted it out a little; then put the boss chair behind the large table in a straight line; then took out the tea leaves from the tea cabinet, and then looked for the tea cup.

Hey, where is the tea cup? When she came yesterday, she saw a...haha, an oversized green military thermos cup.

Humming a song and searching around the room, Lin Qian pushed open the small door leading to the terrace.

When I looked up, I was stunned.

This terrace was probably built by the former prodigal CEO. On one side is a small green golf floor, on the other side is a parasol and a few dark rattan chairs.

Li Zhicheng was sitting on one of the rattan chairs, in a straight suit, but without a tie, and his shirt collar was slightly open. He held the book in one hand and placed the other on the armrest. His whole body looked quiet and had a trace of casualness that he didn't usually have.

Hearing the movement, he put down the book and turned his head slowly.

When Lin Qian saw this scene, his first thought was: I'll go! When did he get up? So will she have to crow the rooster in the future to keep pace with the boss's pace?

The second idea is to quickly look at the surrounding environment.

Well... the military extra-large thermos cup was indeed placed on the small tea table next to it. The color inside was bright and the tea aroma was strong. It turned out that he liked to drink aged Pu'er; the book in his hand... was actually "The Art of War"? It was already very old, and it was still the Commercial Press version.

There were still a few pieces of white paper on his knees, and he wrote with a pen. Lin Qian's eyes quickly swept, his handwriting was vigorous and powerful, resolute and hard, and he wrote a lot of things: Please get into the trap, use a knife to kill people, hit the east and west, stand on the city gate, wait for labor with leisure...

Lin Qian raised his eyes and met his clear and dark gaze.

Staring at the eyes, he slowly put the book in his hand together, and the two white papers were inserted into the book, and then stood up expressionlessly.

Lin Qian looked at his words and expressions, and then thought of the various materials he had read before, and he instantly became blessed to his heart.

Could it be... he is studying the military tactics he is good at and then trying to use them in commercial combat?

At this time, he had already walked towards her, and Lin Qian immediately smiled: "Mr. Li Zao."

"Ash." He passed her with a calm and cold voice indifferent expression.

Lin Qian immediately turned around and followed into the room.

As for his boss's seemingly hoped to save the company by relying on military tactics, Lin Qian could only silently light a wax in his heart.

You should know that when Lin Qian first came to the world, he was inclusive and inclusive, taking all the best and discarding the dross, and buying a lot of similar business war books, such as "The Art of War 36 Plans to Win the Commercial War" and "The Secrets of Sun Tzu's Art of War"... The only thing he gained in the end was: Well, it was quite fun to read a bunch of ancient war stories. As for those so-called long-term theories about applying military tactics to commercial wars - sorry, she didn't think that reading a few books of military tactics can become a business war expert. There are still thousands of mountains and rivers between them, and it is impossible to achieve it if you don't go to the mall with real swords and guns.

However, as a subordinate who has just taken office, Lin Qian will not directly point out that the leader is doing useless work, and the future is long.

Now, she has to care about the issues she should care about.

Seeing Li Zhicheng sitting behind the large table, Lin Qian asked with a smile: "Have you had breakfast? The cafeteria downstairs has already opened, and the millet porridge and beef buns are good. I didn't eat it either, so why don't you buy it together?"

This is appropriate to advance and retreat. "She didn't eat it, buy it together", which is not too deliberate and takes care of the needs of the leader. Moreover, he seems to be a foodie...

Unexpectedly, Li Zhicheng raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly: "No need."

Then he was quiet for a second, suddenly stood up, stepped out of the office with his long legs.

Lin Qian didn't care much and continued to clean up the office.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Qian had already sat in her small compartment, had finished tidying up the books and file boxes, and finally put a small pot of flowers she raised in a corner of the table and clapped her hands with satisfaction.

At this time, there was still an hour before working hours, and the office area of ​​the top leaders was naturally empty. Lin Qian wanted to get up and go downstairs to have breakfast when he heard the sound of low and steady footsteps coming from the corridor.

The footsteps...

Lin Qian looked up and after a while, he saw Li Zhicheng coming back. His tall and straight figure and quiet white face were inserted into his suit pocket with one hand and a small plastic bag with the other hand, and the steaming smell was coming.

Lin Qian refused to smile.

So... although the boss didn't want her to buy it, he still went to buy it himself.

At this time, he had turned into the glass door. Lin Qian kept a polite smile and waited for him to walk into the inner room. Unexpectedly, he turned his body and placed the plastic bag in his hand smoothly on her desk, then turned around and was about to go in.

Lin Qian: "Mr. Li, this..."

"I've eaten it." He replied lightly.

Lin Qian was really surprised this time, so this is...

"Lin Qian." He looked at her side with a cold look, "I don't need a woman to run errands for me. Even my adjutant."

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Nine o'clock in the morning.

Lin Qian, who had a full meal, was in a very good mood and sorted out the information submitted by various departments just after they were submitted by Li Zhicheng on his seat.

The office door was closed, Gu Yanzhi was inside. The two talked for about half an hour. He came out, glanced at Lin Qian with a smile on his face, and called her to his office.

Gu Yanzhi's intention was very direct and said with a smile: "Lin Qian, I won't say much about anything else. Mr. Li was in charge of company affairs for the first time. It is logical that he should be equipped with an assistant with more experience. But we are willing to try you for now. Do your best and use your cleverness to the point - what he needs."

After all, he was an old fox in the mall. His words were both kind and powerful, as if they were praise or criticism. Lin Qian felt a little confused when he heard this, but he immediately calmed down and replied with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Gu, I think so too."
Chapter completed!