Chapter 396

Not only that, Xinghuo also has his own desk, but his office is still in Beiming Mo's office.

"Well, now you are no longer my follower, but my special help. Of course, there are more real powers. You can always be worthy of your big star this time. " After the meeting, Beiming Mo returns to the office and points to a new desk beside his desk.

"Thank you, master. The position of special assistant is already very high for me. I'm afraid I can't do it." Xing Huo looked at his desk, but his heart began to beat a drum.

Beiming Mo reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "you can rest assured to sit in this position and be competent with your ability. In fact, this position should have been given to you long ago, but I haven't had time to think about your business. "

With that, Beiming Mo sat back in his position, raised his head and said to Xinghuo, "OK, the appointment is finished, the rest depends on your efforts."

Xing Huo nodded and looked at today's schedule. First of all, he sent someone to send the design selected by Beiming ink yesterday to Jiamao group.

Tomorrow will go to court, Xinghuo thought about it and said to Beiming Mo: "master, tomorrow will go to court, I think you'd better not go, just let me go."

Beiming Mo thought for a moment: "no, I think I'd better go."

Xing Huo nodded, then picked up the phone and called Yun Bufan: "Mr. Yun, tomorrow the master decides to go to court in person. Do you have anything to prepare?"

At the moment, yunbufan just sent Lawyer Wang away. He was surprised to hear that Beiming Mo was going to attend the court in person.

He took the microphone and took a look at Gu Huan beside him. Then he shook his head and said, "no problem. I'll be Mr. Beiming's lawyer tomorrow."

***

Xing Huo nodded: "lawyer Yun, yesterday Miss has already told the master, there is no problem. As for the matter of going to court tomorrow, you'll be ready. " Then he hung up.

"You send them back." Beiming Mo said, pointing to a pile of design drawings at the corner of the table.

Xing Huo nodded: "good master, I'll send it right away." Then he simply tidied up the things on his desk.

He got up and put the design on Beiming Mo's desk into a box, turned around and left the office.

*

the design department is as calm as usual. Yesterday, Lao Yu gave all the design drawings to beimingmo.

Now the people in the design department are worried, thinking that they will use their own design to participate in the bidding on behalf of the group, but they have no such background in their hearts.

Among them, only Beiming Yifeng is very relaxed and natural. In front of his desk is a cup of coffee he bought at Starbucks at work.

Although the coffee there is not top grade, it is better than the instant coffee prepared in the tea room.

At this time, as soon as the door of the design department opened, Xing Huo came in with a box in his arms and turned to enter the director's office.

Director Yu quickly stood up with a smile on his face: "Xing tezhu has come to help you."

Xing Huo nodded, went to his desk and put the box on his desk.

"Xing tezhu, what is this. How can you deliver such a heavy thing in person? As long as you call, I'll go up and get it. " Director Yu quickly stood up and took the box with both hands with a smile on his face.

Although in the past, when he saw the fire, at most he nodded his head. Now it's not the same. They have become special helpers.

Although the title of the position is not as nice as that of the department head, the real power in hand and the intimacy with the president are better than that of the director.

This kind of being courteous, Xing Huo is still not quite adapted: "director Yu doesn't have to be so polite."

Then he pointed to the box and said, "the design drawings sent by your department have been reviewed yesterday. The general manager of Beiming chose one of them. I sent someone to Jiamao group this morning. The rest are here. I'll let my colleagues take them away later. "

Director Yu nodded: "Xing tezhu, excuse me for asking, did Beiming always choose master Beiming's design scheme?"

Xing Huo took a look at him. "Master Yifeng's design was not selected, but yours."

This sentence surprised director Yu. Beiming Yifeng is Beiming's nephew. How can he not choose him. Although he had doubts, he did not dare to ask.

Xing Huo knew what he was thinking just by looking at him. He just said faintly: "in these designs, only your design seems to be safe. Master Yifeng's design is good, but it's less calm and more impetuous." At this point, Xing Huo turned to see Beiming Yifeng's seat not far away through the glass window of the office.

"Well, I won't say anything else. I have other things to do. I'll leave now. " Xing Huo turned and left the office.

Xing Huo comes to the office, and Beiming Yifeng sees it on his seat. Looking at the box in his hand, he guessed that it was all right.With a smile from the corner of his mouth, he is still full of confidence in his design, and it is sure to be adopted.

***

seeing off Xing tezhu, director Yu looks at the design of the box on the desk, especially the design of Beiming Yifeng, which is placed on the top, and sighs.

If Beiming always adopts master Beiming's design, it's easy to say. But now it has not been adopted. Isn't it because of the bad relationship between uncle and nephew.

As a manager between their uncle and nephew, I really feel great pressure. If it doesn't work, it will be like the previous times, and Beiming Yifeng will make a big noise in the conference room.

"Dudu..."

Just when supervisor Yu was worried, his office door was knocked.

When Xinghuo went out, it didn't close the door.

Director Yu looks up and Beiming Yifeng stands at the door with a cup of coffee.

His brow slightly frowned. He was really afraid of anything.

"Ha ha, master Beiming is here. What's the matter? " Director Yu gave a stiff smile.

Beiming Yifeng constantly stirred the coffee cup with a spoon: "I just came to ask about yesterday's design. I don't know if director Yu has sent it up."

Sure enough, he asked about it.

Director Yu nodded and said, "young master Beiming, you have sent them up yesterday. This morning, Xing tezhu sent down those who were not selected."

"Special assistance for punishment?" Beiming also Maple quite surprised, when the punishment fire has such a title.

"Oh, it's like this. Beiming always announced it at the meeting today." Yu said cautiously, because although Beiming Yifeng was one of the shareholders, he was not informed.

Beiming Yifeng nodded: "yes. Whose design can be selected by Beiming

"Master Beiming, Beiming always chose my design and has sent it to Jiamao group." What director Yu said is a worry.

Beiming also Maple a listen to eyebrow pick pick, but he did not get angry "ha ha, it seems that the director more skilled ah."

Director Yu looks at Beiming Yifeng and looks at himself with a smile. He can't help but feel cold on his back: "master Beiming, I'm flattered. I saw your design yesterday. In fact, I think I should choose yours."

"It's not all up to Beiming to choose who or not. Forget it. Since I'm not elected, I'll take mine back. " Beiming Yifeng said, without waiting for the approval of Yu's supervisor, he directly reached out to open the box, took out his design, turned and left.

When he came to the door, he turned back and said, "if I have something to go out, I will ask for leave in the morning."

As long as you can send this little plague away, director Yu is eager to say, "OK, OK. Master Beiming, just go. Don't ask me for leave

North also Maple curls mouth, contemptuous smile. Who dares to stop him here.

He took the drawings and drove away from Beiming group to Jiamao company.

Beiming also maple for the practice of Beiming ink, the heart is very unconvinced. He thinks his design is as good as that of director Yu.

Since Beiming ink brushes him down, he will take the design with him. The reason for doing so is to let Beiming Mo know not to underestimate him.

As soon as Beiming Yifeng left, the phone on Xinghuo's desk rang.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

Director Yu's voice came from that end of the phone: "Xing tezhu, master Beiming left with his drawings."

"Well, I see." Xing Huo hung up.

Xinghuo looked at Beiming Mo who was looking down to read the documents and said, "master, young master Yifeng left with his drawings."

***

Beiming Mo stopped his pen for a moment, and the corner of his mouth slightly tilted: "the boy's old temper has not changed, so let him go."

*

Beiming Yifeng drove through the streets, and soon stopped at the downstairs of Jiamao group.

He hurried into the hall and came to the front desk: "Hello, I'm from Beiming group. I have a design here. I hope Mr. Luo can have a look at it."

This time, the receptionist is playing with her cell phone.

When she heard someone talking, she looked up and saw a handsome man standing in front of her.

Originally there was a stomach of fire, but a look at the north also Maple immediately feel better a lot, she smile: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Beiming Yifeng also gave her a smile: "Miss, I'm from Beiming group. This time I came here specially to send Mr. Luo a design drawing. "

The receptionist frowned: "Beiming group has already sent one in the morning, and Mr. Luo has accepted it. Now he has gone to the conference room with the drawings. It is estimated that he is discussing it now."

"Miss, could you please inform him that this design is very important to me?"The front desk lady looked at the man's eager expression. Although she wanted to help him, she was in a low position and couldn't help at all. "I'm sorry, sir. I can't help you."

"Thank you." North also Maple a listen, immediately heart cool half.

He turned around and left the front desk with the drawing, thinking as he walked. Just as he was about to step out of the gate of Jiamao group, he suddenly wanted to gamble and rush into the meeting room.

Thinking of this, he turned back, looked up at the floor distribution, walked to the elevator, and took the elevator to the eighth floor where the conference room was located.

Out of the elevator, the door of the conference room was closed, and two people stood on both sides of the door, reaching out to stop Beiming Yifeng.

"There's a meeting here, sir. If there's nothing wrong, please come back."