Lin Qi had seen Wang Ruoqing's situation quite a lot in his previous life. In fact, Chen Jianan also encountered similar problems.

In other words, this is simply a historical problem that has existed since ancient times.

Young masters from all walks of life often have high aspirations and far-sighted goals when they take over.

My eyes can only hold the stars and the sea.

My mind is filled with all kinds of my most scandalous tricks in the world.

Although many times their thinking may not be wrong.

But young people generally have the problem of being eager for quick results.

Coupled with the lack of experience and experience in the arena, he also does not understand the principle of roundabout ways.

So I usually think of drastic measures and start over from the beginning.

As a result, it is naturally easy to encounter resistance from various interest groups.

There are so many bloody stories like this that I don’t even know how many of them I will hear in the middle of the year.

Anyway, in the end, few young masters were able to get what they wanted.

Most of them can only grow up slowly after suffering several losses.

Or, like Mr. Chen in his previous life, it was not uncommon for his enthusiasm to be drained away for a few years before his fighting spirit was completely lost, and he simply gave up his responsibilities.

But people like Sister Wang want to get involved by doing everything themselves in order to bring order to the chaos.

In the end, they usually end up being so tired that they vomit blood and realize that they have been played by others all along.

This is the most inefficient and naive approach!

"If you do this, it would be more straightforward to start a new team from scratch. Of course, if you are more ruthless, you can kill all those who take the lead in the confrontation. Otherwise, you will only suffer yourself in vain."

"Hey, it's not like I haven't considered what you said, but it's not easy to do. After all, they are all old people who have worked hard in the company for many years."

When she talked about work, even though Wang Ruoqing's face showed a trace of tiredness involuntarily, her eyes immediately shone with light, and her body leaned forward slightly.

"Do you have any other good suggestions?"

As soon as he saw that Wang Ruoqing seemed to be in a serious mode, Lin Qi quickly stretched his body, leaned back on the back of the chair casually, and yawned at the same time.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm just an ordinary wage earner. I don't have any advice for you."

You clearly want to realize your own ambitions, but you can't achieve what people want, and you don't want to end up with a bad reputation. You are a typical triangle of want and want and the impossible.

I can only wish you that all your wishes will come true and you will have a bright future!

"oh."

Lin Qi's way of stopping the chat suddenly made Wang Ruoqing's disappointment appear directly on her face, and the little interest she had just had in chatting collapsed.

Lin Qi saw the disappointment on Wang Ruoqing's face, but he didn't care about it.

It was always a social taboo to make shallow friends and talk deeply, not to mention that his current relationship with Wang Ruoqing was still so awkward.

I just accidentally said and missed something.

It would be terrible if she thought that he really cared about her that much.

"By the way, what you are doing now is futures, right? Is it in the financial industry?"

"Well, it's the financial industry."

"Does that mean I can ask you if I have any financial-related questions in the future?"

"For example?"

"Can you teach me how to trade stocks?"

Sister, is your understanding of the financial industry only limited to stock trading?

We really don’t need to talk awkwardly.

And this routine seems a bit familiar to you?

Did you read from some chicken soup book that tells you that if you talk to a man about his work, he will be more likely to like you?

I wonder if that bowl of poisonous chicken soup also taught you that before you talk to a man about work, you'd better know a little about his industry?

Lin Qi was very tired, and he didn't want to continue talking awkwardly like this.

"We don't do stocks."

"..."

Lin Qi's expressionless words, which were neither salty nor bland, directly ended the topic and at the same time put the scene into a very embarrassing situation again.

Fortunately, the waiter's perfectly timed serving of food resolved the awkward situation.

Then Lin Qi and Wang Ruoqing, with their own thoughts in mind, finished the most boring Christmas Eve dinner in history in an eerie silence.

When paying the bill, the waiter was about to hand the bill to Lin Qi when he was stopped by Wang Ruoqing with a wave of his hand.

"I asked you to eat with me in the first place, so I'll pay for it."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lin Qi, and saw that he nodded and then stopped making any movement. Then the waiter handed the bill to Wang Ruoqing.

This waiter has been working in this restaurant for a long time.

On holidays like Christmas Eve, whenever a man and a woman come here to eat, the man always pays.

In the past, even if there were situations where women were stronger than men, basically the woman would give the money to the man in advance, and then the man would pay.

To be honest, this was the first time he had seen this situation where the woman paid directly, and the woman who paid was a very good-looking young beauty.

This scene also immediately opened his eyes.

Dude, you are awesome, you can eat soft rice but hard to eat!

The best of our generation!

Lin Qi also noticed the envious look secretly cast by the waiter, and had no choice but to roll his eyes helplessly.

He had known for a long time that this would inevitably happen.

After all, how could a fair and beautiful woman like Sister Wang, who drives a 3 Series, let a hard-working worker like Lynch, who in her opinion only earns 1,800 yuan a month and laughs every day, pay the bill?

Lynch didn't care what dirty things the waiter was thinking.

The meal for two people tonight costs about a thousand yuan. Although money is a small matter, the key point is that based on his current apparent income level, he should not be able to afford this meal.

So he didn't intend to treat this meal from the beginning.

After paying the bill, the two left the restaurant.

What Lin Qi didn't expect was that as soon as he left the restaurant, Wang Ruoqing dared to suggest whether or not he wanted to watch a movie, but Lin Qi immediately refused righteously.

Are you kidding me, sister?

Do you really think we are here for a date?!

Could it be that after watching the movie, you plan to spend a Christmas Eve with a lot of excitement and gunfire?

"Then we're going back now?"

"What else?"

"But auntie told me that if you go home too early, the door will still be locked."

"..."

You just keep talking, why are you pretending to be cute!?

Dressed in a bright red ghost costume, you are a dead man.

Pretending to be cute!

At this moment, Lin Qi had the urge to throw away her hands and leave. At worst, she wouldn't go home tonight and would go directly to the cabin she rented for the night. Who was afraid of whom?

But when he thought about the family conflicts that might be intensified, he still chose to compromise.

You guys are so cruel!

However, it is impossible to go to the movies. In this life, it is impossible to go to the movies alone with a woman who has no physical relationship. This is a matter of principle.

"Forget it, let me treat you to a dessert."

Fat you to death!

"It's okay." But Wang Ruoqing's expression just now was obviously that she was struggling for a while.

After that, they came to a dessert shop near the restaurant.

Lin Qi ordered a glass of mango ice, and Wang Ruoqing ordered a cream layer.

"Is it okay to eat ice in such a cold weather?" Wang Ruoqing was a little confused.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

In fact, Lin Qi and Wang Ruoqing still didn't communicate much when they were eating dessert, but Lin Qi found that Wang Ruoqing was obviously much happier than when they were eating dinner.

Every time she put the cream on the fork into her mouth, her face was filled with a strong sense of satisfaction.
To be continued...