From time to time, people greeted him: "Mr. Tang."

After answering several times, Ke Li finished speaking: "I said he left with tears in his nose."

Tang Qichen seemed to have not heard it, and he was kind to Mr. Hu who was walking towards him: "Uncle Hu is much more energetic than last time I saw him. Is the old man in good health?"

Side by side, Tang Qichen was good at socializing and looked elegant under the lights.

After chatting about the current affairs of the country for seven or eight minutes, Mr. Hu was very happy, "The high-speed rail project took too long, and there were so many domestic and foreign companies bidding, thanks to your help."

The Railway Bureau’s Limin project in the Southeast Transportation Hub, with a project worth 200 million.

Mr. Hu was grateful and sincere. After talking about this, Mr. Hu said: "Promotion is also very important. It is not just after the project is completed. We must start now and maintain activeness in the public."

Tang Qichen listened quietly, and after a few words, he suddenly asked: "Does Mr. Hu have any intention of a company?"

"That's not yet."

“I recommend one.”

Tang Qichen said calmly, "For your reference."

...

Ke Li said that Wen Yining left with tears in her eyes, but she didn't cry, but Fu Qingqing was crying.

Hearing the exact reply of being rejected, the young man felt very disappointed and was still sobbing when he arrived at the midnight snack stall.

Wen Yining couldn't help laughing and handed over the menu: "I haven't eaten well in a day, order what you like."

Fu Qingqing was so upset, "Aren't you angry? Why can you still laugh?"

Wen Yining did not answer and raised her chin behind her, "The owner of this midnight snack stall is open until three o'clock in the evening. He has to wash and wash when he goes back. He can't sleep during the day. If there are children who need to be picked up and dropped off to school.

Last time I was eating here, I met a table of picky thorns, and I didn’t pay for the tycoon meal.”

Fu Qingqing looked at her with big eyes misty eyes.

"Life is not easy, no one can do it."

Wen Yining smiled, "Try hard and face it calmly. As for the result, don't compete too much."

Fu Qingqing let out a sigh, "I lost the project, Mr. Gao and Wenya may laugh at us, I feel wronged."

The night wind in the late summer became quiet. Wen Yining seemed to have been thinking for a long time, and then he opened his mouth and smiled, "Stand behind me and hide."

Fu Qingqing was still very moved.

She has been with Wen Yining for more than two years, and is humble and has outstanding abilities.

The advertising industry has met people from all directions, and it seems that everyone has a little exaggerated temperament.

But her boss is different, she does not flatter or be charming.

One of the reasons why Wen Ya couldn't stand Wen Yining, she always felt pretentious about being able to pretend to be powerful.

But Fu Qingqing didn't think she admired her quite a bit.

He understands rules and has principles, and earns a lot of money. He is so handsome.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingqing was in a much better mood. She ordered a lot of barbecue and said with grievance: "I'm starving to death!"

This incident was unexpected and reasonable.

Wen Yining was ready for the scolding, and as soon as he entered the company the next day, he was called to Gao Minglang's office.

Not only Gao Minglang, but also the top leader Mr. Zhou and Wenya are there.

Gao Minglang still remembered the revenge that night when he was thrown red wine, and arrested someone and asked for a crime: "What's the situation?"

He slapped the notice letter stamped with the official seal of Yahui Group on the table and banged: "I will give you the task on Monday, and I will give you this result on Wednesday?"

The tone is the real murderer and the attitude is serious.

Mr. Zhou next to him smoothed out and asked: "Yining, why is Yahui's decision so firm? In less than two days, have you not communicated with them in time?"

Fu Qingqing behind the scenes couldn't help but: "We contacted each other as soon as possible. Even An Lan's assistant had an appointment. When this matter was handed over to us, it was already very bad."

As he was talking, Mr. Zhou went out to answer a call.

Gao Minglang lifted up the termination letter on the table and threw it over, "There is no excuse, what is this!"

A few pages of paper fell to the ground, and the windows were not closed, and the wind was swept away.

Wen Yining pursed her lips, and there was nothing to justify. It wasn't that she was afraid. From the beginning, Gao Minglang relied on his high position and power, he did not intend to make her have a good life.

"Notify the Human Resources Department of bonus deductions this month."

Gao Minglang added: "The group you brought will be fully buckled!"

Mr. Zhou came back after receiving the call, and he still held the phone in his palm, "Don't punish it."

This sentence undoubtedly left behind people under the knife, and everyone looked at him.

Mr. Zhou couldn't hide his excitement and raised his phone and said, "Hanhai is interested in discussing cooperation with us. You know the high-speed rail project that has just won the bid. It is a key project of the Railway Bureau."

Mr. Zhou smiled and said to Wen Yining: "You go with me tonight, Mr. Hu has appointed you."

If a criminal becomes a meritorious person, the punishment will naturally be invalid.

That night, Wen Yining met Mr. Hu.

In his fifties, elegant and talkative.

Although there is no sign of cooperation, the other party takes the initiative to send an olive branch, undoubtedly trying to make a good relationship.

Before leaving, Mr. Hu talked to Wen Yining for a few words.

"Where is Miss Wen?"

"City H, a small city in the south."

“I’ve heard of it, I’ll have a chance to go and see it.

Have you been in Shanghai for a long time?”

"I went out to work for four years in college and came back after working for a while."

“Young and promising.”

Mr. Hu's tone is very good, and he lacks the exaggeration and greasiness of middle-aged entrepreneurs, and Wen Yining feels flattered.

When he walked to the door, Mr. Hu said: "The people recommended by Qichen have always been excellent, and I am very happy to know you."

He stretched out his hand, and Mr. Zhou nodded with his hands tightly and tightly: "I hope there will be a chance to cooperate in the future."

Mr. Hu glanced at Wen Yining and smiled: "It's OK."

The inner ring elevated traffic in the night is endless, which is a mobile dinner between the prosperity and hustle and bustle of Shanghai City.

When he went back, Mr. Zhou was very happy: "You still have this relationship hidden. Yining, this is your unkindness."

After typing indirectly, Wen Yining was silent all the time. Mr. Zhou couldn't hold on, and finally calmed down in the second half.

Wen Yining kept staring outside the window, and his eyes were sore by the neon light and shadow that he turned his eyes. When he lowered his head, his heart was so quiet that it was bizarre.

That was a memory from many years ago. She was twenty-one years old and the most imposing and beautiful age for girls.

No, strictly speaking, that's not even a memory.

Recalling the word "memory" itself brings a little nostalgic beauty.

But for her, the three words Tang Qichen are really unrequited to be beautiful.
Chapter completed!