That night, an Shiqi didn't have time to go back to her dormitory. Auver said that she wanted her to make up for her lessons. Even song Zhiyuan, who was on a business trip, held a video conference for her across the ocean.
"Yes, president. However, I think it is cost-effective... "
"Angshiqi, do you know what cost performance is? Performance is directly proportional to price, which is what we pursue. You are here to do business, not to help the poor! "
"President, I think it's using the auroral lighting..."
"Angie, I hope you can understand that what you are going to talk about is just cooperation. As for design, you can only intervene when you sit in my position."
……
This time, although Miss Yang said it was a contact, she did not directly say that it must be completed on the same day.
The appointed time was half a month later. As a result, it took three days to read the materials. She was scolded by song Zhiyuan, auver and director Liu for three times. For a whole week, she managed to figure out these complicated problems.
She has hardly returned to her dormitory in the past ten days and hardly even took a bath.
After that, song Zhiyuan also arrived at a critical time, and there was no video coming. She also got a little bit of stability, and then came to the last few small run in, she finally can return to the dormitory every day.
"No, why are you so busy?" Meng Ting saw an Shiqi this ten days, completely thin a circle, under the eyes is also dark green, holding milk tea do not know what to say is good.
"Meng Ting! Only you love me the most, I tell you, I think I haven't had breakfast for a century I miss the mess in the canteen Angshiqi rolls with Meng ting.
Meng Ting reluctantly smiles. She looks at an Shiqi, who is tired all over her face, and finally swallows up the sentence she wants to ask, "have you helped me say something about the director?".
She touched anshiqi's head and said, "well, I'll get up early tomorrow morning and buy it for you."
"Really! You are an angel An Shiqi suddenly rushed over, holding Meng ting and jumping and shouting.
Meng Ting smiles, but her eyes darken.
Tomorrow is the appointed negotiation time. Angshiqi solemnly thinks that she should buy a formal suit of clothes, but she is not so well-off, so she simply asks auver to borrow a skirt.
She wanted to get it. When she went for a walk, Meng Ting didn't follow her this time. She just looked at her computer: "sorry, I haven't finished my work tonight."
"Is it? Then I'll go first. " Anshiqi didn't recognize the dissatisfaction in her tone at all, just waved her hand.
Meng Ting nodded, then her eyes turned back to the computer, looked at the above ten unread e-mails, bit her teeth, and took out her mobile phone: "Hello, uncle? It's me, Meng Ting... " In the early morning of the next day, an Shiqi didn't see Meng Ting when she woke up. She called and Meng Ting didn't answer. She wanted to go to work with her.
After watching the time, it was too late for her to change her clothes quickly.
Do you think, she just walked out of the dormitory door, only to find a group of people around downstairs, all standing far away.
In the middle of the crowd, a black business Porsche, was steadily parked there.
At the beginning, anshiqi didn't care about it at first. She also followed her around and looked around. She saw that all the people on the left and right were pointing, and she shook her head.
The car actually looks very low-key. She has seen a big purple Lamborghini in the company's parking lot.
I thought about it, but I didn't expect that the car honked its horn.
It seems to be aimed at her!
Angshiqi's face was a little distorted in an instant. She still did not dare to walk over. She stood for a while and saw that the other side didn't move. When she wanted to leave, she didn't expect that the door was opened.
A very familiar driver came up to her, bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Miss ANN, the president sent me to pick you up."
"Don't do it like this. In fact, I can..." As soon as anshiqi saw the onlookers, she nodded.
If it had been, she might have thought it was an opportunity to show off, secretly thinking about it and getting a little bit cool.
But now, angshiqi only thinks that this is the devil who comes here to take his own to hell!
In the past, if Miss Yang saw it, it would not be a vicious scolding?
That man has a bad temper!
Angie thought about it in her mind, while shaking her head to the driver and whispered, "now I want to go. If you drive this car, Miss Yang won't think I'm a big brand..."
"The president said that you are also engaged in business contacts on behalf of us in the past. Although we have a considerable initiative in this cooperation, we also need to take some initiative because the recent partners are relatively strong. Please do not refuse."
Like an endorsement, the driver repeated what song Zhiyuan had said to him before.Song Zhiyuan is now in Hong Kong. When he got back from the plane today, he wanted to go to town. But now the time is too late. I'm afraid he will have to wait for a few hours for the driver to come over.
"But..." On hearing this, angshiqi felt that it seemed reasonable. She had learned about it in the past few days. For this young lady, Song Shi advocated that she should be more aggressive.
In fact, the Yang family and the Song family were also competitors.
It is just that there is no conflict between the two in business, so there can be a short-term harmony. Once there is competition between the two sides, it will be the enemy.
Therefore, in cooperation, it is better for both sides to be on an equal footing.
"Miss ANN, you have a heavy responsibility this time. Don't make mistakes." Said the driver.
He knew that Angie's farce in the company at the beginning, even now some people said it after dinner, but recently she did nothing wrong, which made the topic fade.
This time, people with a clear eye all know that this is Miss Yang's intentional humiliation in the past. In this way, song Zhiyuan may not make Miss Yang feel low spirited, but it can definitely make angshiqi more confident and let her know
"The president values you very much. You can't ignore the president's good intentions." The driver tried his best to persuade him. He bit his good intentions very hard.
“…… Then I know. " Angshiqi also understood, she is still depressed, but looking at the onlookers, she thought of her "identity".
Don't let your momentum be too low
She sighed, in the heart to give herself a boost, to avoid the time in the past, in the psychological loss of advantage.
She patted herself on the face and got into the car. With a long sigh of relief, the driver entered the cab. There was only a roar and the Porsche left.
Next to the exhaust, there was a man standing. She carried two breakfast, the door of the dull dormitory, looking at the car, the negative mood in the heart for a moment and then poured out.