Chapter 17 Our Misfits 17
#17
Meng Wenzhu came to give the chip test data to Tang Jin.
The last time Hongfei sent someone to steal was this chip, but later he lost a lot of rice, but he lost tens of millions of dollars in the flow of money.
The test data are dense, and Tang Jin turned it over and took a photo of the board, "It can be mass-produced."
Meng Wenzhu has already seen the data, so he knows the result, but what he came over to ask about several new projects that Tang Jin recently launched.
"These new projects seem to be benchmarked against several projects that Hongfei Technology is preparing to carry out?"
Regarding this, Tang Jin admitted very simply: "Yes."
Meng Wenzhu has seen the project plan she gave. If she follows her, basically every chip can be released before the corresponding chips of Hongfei Technology are launched, and the performance of each chip is higher than that of Hongfei, and the price is...
I'm afraid it won't be much different from the other party.
If this is true, then Hongfei Technology will probably not have a good time in the next few years. It is estimated that in less than five years, the industry will begin to regret Hongfei Technology's "declining day and mountain".
Meng Wenzhu looked at the faint smile on Tang Jin's face, and she understood that she did not ask about the contradiction between Tang Jin and Hongfei Technology.
but……
"Is there anything else?" Tang Jin asked Meng Wenzhu, who looked at her eyes, who seemed to be hesitant.
The young man pursed his lips for a long time, but he spoke in the end: "Assistant Su just now..."
Tang Jin flipped through his subordinates’ information and answered casually: “It seems like something happened to me. I haven’t been in a particularly good mood these days.”
Although he helped Su He drive the man away from the downstairs of the company, Tang Jin did not intend to interfere too much in other people's personal relationships.
Therefore, even though she saw Meng Wenzhu's concerns about Su He, she did not intend to tell Meng Wenzhu about Su He and her boyfriend.
If you really want to know, you should understand it yourself.
Meng Wenzhu wrote down her words, said hello to her and left.
With Meng Wenzhu as a helper, Tang Jin felt a little relaxed.
But it was not good to push the matter to Meng Wenzhu all, so Tang Jin asked the company to openly recruit technicians in personnel and personally searched for talents.
Before he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Tang Jin received a call from the front desk.
"Mr. Tang, there is a Mr. Jiang Huan downstairs who wants to find you."
Although the front desk tried to keep calm, Tang Jin could still hear a little excitement from the other party's voice.
The dulor band's fame has increased rapidly in the past two years, especially in the city and province where the band is most often active, and its popularity is very high.
As the band's lead singer and guitarist, Jiang Huan is even more famous.
This can be seen from the fact that even Meng Wenzhu, who had been abroad, knew Jiang Huan.
"Let him come up." Tang Jin said.
"Okay Mr. Tang."
After hanging up the conversation at the front desk, he looked at the young man who was looking down at a promotional brochure from their company with very handsome eyebrows and smiled with a standard smile: "Mr. Jiang, please go here."
The last time Jiang Huan came, there was no one at the front desk. The other party thought it was his first time, so he planned to lead the way.
Jiang Huan put away the booklet in his hand and said lightly "hmm".
When Jiang Huan appeared in the company, the company's anonymous fishing chat groups had already begun to be uneasy, and the largest fishing camp had already had news of 99 minutes.
:Mao Jiang Hwan?
:True Zhenzhen! I swear to spend ten years not increasing my salary! I am myself!!! He is so handsome!!!
:My mom, what are Jiang Huan doing when he comes to our company?
:dulorAre the others coming?
:Why would our company not cooperate with Dulor?
:No, our company is not doing this
: Are there people from the Propaganda Department Planning Department? Come out and have a blister
...
Tang Jin slowly slid the screen of his phone, and Youran looked at the new news one by one without any hasty.
Except for this group, most other groups have the same news.
As a company boss, how can you not sneak into the company's sneaky fishing group and observe the employees' various situations?
The news on the phone has been flashed several pages, and there is also a knock on the door of Tang Jin’s office.
"Enter." She didn't even raise her head.
After a while, the office door was opened.
The sound of young people's footsteps sounded in the office.
After a while, a faint shadow cast on Tang Jin's side, and the breath belonging to another person approached.
Perhaps she was dissatisfied with the news on her phone, and she didn't even look at herself. His breath approached and turned her head to bite Tang Jin's side neck.
A little bit of pain, but it didn't really make it true.
Tang Jin leaned down, turned his chair, and reached out to stroke his face.
Jiang Huan lowered her body and kissed her.
The cool silver ring pressed against the side of his lips, as cold as ice, but his lips and tongue were burning.
It was like a wolf, and he kissed someone, as if he was biting someone.
It took a long time to separate after this kiss.
Tang Jin leaned back to the seat and asked him with his face, "Why are you here?"
Jiang Huan was not in a hurry to answer her question. He raised his hand and his finger fell on Tang Jin's neck.
There was a faint faint breeze on the edge of the white shirt with the top two buttons loosened. The color was not obvious, so it should have been washed in advance, but if you look closely, you can still see some.
"Lipstick?" His fingertips pressed against the ambiguous bright red, and his voice was low and hoarse, making people unable to tell the difference.
"I accidentally touched it." Tang Jin explained casually.
careless?
How can you accidentally let a woman touch her lipstick in this position?
Thinking of the words this man had said that he was heterosexual, Jiang Huan's eyes gradually became colder.
He did not hide his emotional changes, so Tang Jin could see clearly.
Not only did she see clearly, she also wanted to laugh.
Jiang Huan's face turned colder.
Tang Jin withdrew his hand that was holding his cheek and turned to hold his hand: "Jiang Huan, look at the marriage certificate for two more times if you have nothing to do. Hum?"
Jiang Huan frowned, his face did not improve, "Marriage certificate?"
Tang Jin said "Yes", and it was serious: "You can take a look at it more if you have nothing to do, it's pretty good."
Although she was not clear about what she meant, Jiang Huan probably knew that as long as he found the marriage certificate and took a look, he might be able to figure out something.
but.
After getting the marriage certificate, he didn't know where to throw the marriage certificate, and he never looked at it afterwards.
Now, he is not in the mood to find a marriage certificate.
The lipstick marks left on the white shirt are still extremely dazzling even though they are almost invisible.
The young man, who was a little cold and depressed in his breath, lowered his head again, and his hard teeth pressed against her collarbone for a moment, then put them away again.
He stayed for a long time, and when he raised his head again, a deeper trace had already fallen on the cold white skin, attracting all his attention without any attention, making people unable to pay attention to the faint redness on his collar.
The sharp and cold black eyes looked straight into Tang Jin's eyes, and his low voice was hoarse: "Let me find other dogs, I will bite off their necks."
The hostility mixed in the youth's words is really shocking.
Perhaps telling him the truth will make him feel more at ease.
But he lacks security and has no confidence, so he can only show his sharp claws and fangs to protect his food, which is really cute.
Tang Jin hooked his fingers and slowly linked his fingers.
He said fiercely, but Tang Jin just replied softly: "I understand."
The three simple words, which were spoken by her, silence extinguished the restless cold fire in the heart.
Jiang Huan looked at her straight, and for a long time, she felt relieved.
He lowered his head and leaned on Tang Jin's shoulder, "Don't play with me. Really."
Tang Jin reached out and stroked his head, and started a new topic: "I won't work overtime today. Go for supper?"
Chapter completed!