Cheng Lang''s eyes stagnated for a moment on the note paper, then slowly raised his eyelids and looked at Gao Rui, as if he was making some confirmation.


    From his eyes, Gao Rui found out that his face didn''t change color and his heart was beating wildly. He nodded to show that he expected it to be good. The sentence "Mr. Cheng, it''s bad" just now is the warning bell of fate.


    Cheng Lang''s eyes slightly deepened some sense of hierarchy, is asking: why?


    Gao Rui picks up his cell phone, turns to the call log list, points Xu Qiao''s two o''clock call to him, pokes the direction of the conference room, and then shrugs.


    With a sigh and pleasure, Cheng Lang finally ended the silent communication and nodded: "it''s a little interesting. Bring it up."


    The Secretary tries to improve the management of facial expression, so that he doesn''t appear to be too dazzled.


    Gao Rui gently supported the pair of wise glasses on the bridge of his nose and made a "1" gesture to the Secretary: "the president office has entered a state of first-class alert."


    Five minutes later, Gao Rui came downstairs to meet him and saw a dark shadow with strong social atmosphere in the hall.


    Xu qiaozheng, who is wearing a black assault suit, a black cap, black sunglasses and a black mask, sits in the sofa area with her legs up, her face expressionless - mainly because she turns over a magazine without any expression and completely ignores the cup of hot tea on the tea table.


    After getting the instruction from the 62nd floor, the front desk manager accompanied herself and stood aside. Seeing that Xu Qiao didn''t intend to take off her mask for tea, she was curious but didn''t dare to ask.


    Gao Rui gestured to her to return to her post. Then he went to Xu Qiao, bent down and said in a low voice, "Miss Yu, I''m sorry to have kept you waiting. Please come upstairs with me."


    Without a word, Xu Qiao put down the magazine and got up.


    Gao Rui glanced at the cover of the magazine and saw that it was the latest issue of Lanson department store. He had a definite idea. While leading the way, he asked: "do you think our magazine looks good?"


    "Make do with it." Xu Qiao casually replied that her mind was obviously not in the conversation with him.


    "In fact, every season''s routine is almost the same. Is it a bit tired of seeing too much?" Gao Rui asked again.


    Xu Qiao glanced at him through his sunglasses: "of course, isn''t that what magazines are about?"


    "Yes, no matter it''s a magazine, or anything else, once it''s stuck in a rut, it''s hard to avoid a boring look."


    Xu Qiao helped her sunglasses.


    I really don''t want to talk. It''s better to ask her what she had for lunch and whether she was in a traffic jam than to talk about such a hard core topic? I haven''t seen Comrade Gao for a while. It seems that his level of dealing with people has dropped.


    Gao Rui leads her into the elevator. After closing the door, he raises his hand to press the fingerprint. Once, the prompt sound of fingerprint error suddenly rings. The second time, it is still a low "Du --".


    Xu Qiao was stunned.


    Gao Rui''s face was embarrassed: "this is Xiaocheng general private elevator. It needs fingerprints to use. It usually takes less than half a second. I don''t know what happened today." After he said that, he pressed it for the third time, but the error prompt still popped up on the screen and warned that triggering this prompt again would turn on the alarm. Gao Ruigan said with a smile, "it''s OK, then I''ll enter the password. Ah, what''s the password?"


    Xu Qiao was once again worried about Gaorui''s business level.


    Is it new year''s day to leave your brain in last year?


    "When did you and Xiao Cheng know each other?" Gao Rui recalled.


    “？” Xu Qiao blinked, "why do you ask?"


    "Because Xiao Cheng always said that the password was the day when he met you at the toll gate."


    “……” Xu Qiaodun circle, "he still remember this? I don''t remember... "


    Gao Rui thought to himself and patted the back of his head: "Oh, remember, 1014."


    Xu Qiao scratched her nose, as if it were true.


    The elevator began to rise towards the 62nd floor.


    Gao Rui went on with the topic just now: "just now he said that everything can''t be the same, and innovation is needed. In fact, Mr. Cheng has been innovating the department store since he returned home. It''s just that the thinking of the senior management of the group is old and solidified, so it''s hard to push forward many plans on his own. No, Mr. Cheng just talked about a merger in the morning, and Mr. Cheng came to pick things up at noon. "


    Xu Qiao looked at him sideways and seemed to be interested in this topic.


    "As you know, the rise of e-commerce has had a great impact on the traditional department store industry in recent years, so Mr. Cheng, including Mr. Cheng, who has retired from the background, has been putting innovative ideas on the e-commerce mode in the early years, and has continued to sign strategic cooperation with the e-commerce platform. However, Xiaocheng always feels that this kind of practice is a temporary but not permanent innovation. It can only give the operators a kind of self comfort of "I''m trying to keep up with the times". It can only temporarily ease the operators'' anxiety, but can not solve the problem from the root. "


    "The method of forcibly grafting new things onto old things will make old things lose their original unique value. To solve the problem from the root, we must give full play to the irreplaceable nature of traditional department stores and interpret the experience that online shopping can not bring to consumers to the extreme. If a department store is not just a shopping platform, but a multi-functional complex, which can make people feel that shopping there is a way to enjoy life, or even travel and play, then why don''t consumers come and have a look? "Hearing this, Xu Qiao felt that Cheng Lang really had something in his mind. After digesting for a while, she nodded: "so he didn''t get off work early, because his cousin suddenly came to find fault?"


    Gao Rui clapped his hands: "Oh, that''s what happened!"


    As the elevator door moved away, Xu Qiaogang raised her foot and heard a discussion from the president''s office.


    "Xiao Cheng is really hard. He hurt his hand and wanted to go home early. As a result, he was pulled into the conference room for half a day to get away."


    "Well, that''s right! The boss doesn''t say that he can get off work at will! "


    "He seems very tired after the meeting. I think he is sleeping in the office now. What a pity."


    After Gao Rui, Xu Qiao walks to Cheng Lang''s office. Passing through the semi open work area of the president''s office, she finds that all these people are immersed in their work, as if nothing had been said just now.


    She glanced at the crowd: "if Xiao Cheng is always taking a nap, I won''t go in."


    The clerk, who said Cheng Lang was sleeping, had a stiff neck and gave Gao Rui a look of panic.


    Gao Rui immediately flies to the eye knife to hint that he is calm.


    Xu Qiao


    These people are really in collusion.


    She can no longer dare to question Gao Rui''s working ability.


    Introduce the topic from a magazine, explain the reason for Cheng Lang''s "disobedience" step by step, and arrange this group of people to be witnesses. Oh, in the middle of the way, I deliberately input the wrong fingerprint, press her head to force her to know the password of the president''s elevator


    This special assistant is a high-end talent just like his name. He is the boss of Jiangshan beauty.


    Gao Ruihan said with a smile: "you are here, please?"


    Xu Qiao snorted, waited for the electronic door to move away, and stepped in. As a result, she saw that the office was empty.


    Gao Rui pointed to the door of the compartment and explained, "Xiao Cheng should always be in the inner lounge. Just go in and look for him." Then he turned and left.


    Scheming all the way, still want to lure her into the bedroom?


    Xu Qiao takes off her assault suit, takes off her fully armed clothes and props, arranges her appearance, and faces the door of the rest room silently. Then she swaggers down on Cheng Lang''s boss''s chair and turns it 360 degrees while enjoying the layout of the office.


    The lighting is OK, the style is good, the high-tech intelligent building is complete, very satisfied.


    The group is also good. The shape of the twin towers is very eye-catching.


    Five minutes later, the people in the lounge opened their eyes from their slumber and looked at their wristwatches.


    Ten minutes later, he looked at the motionless door.


    Fifteen minutes later, he twisted his eyebrows, raised half of his body with one hand, and gently pushed the glass on the bedside table.


    Three seconds after the "bang" sound, the door clicks and is unscrewed.


    Cheng Lang keeps a sleepy expression and looks at Xu Qiao. He seems to be stunned: "Why are you here?"


    I''m supposed to play with you, but I don''t see it?


    Xu Qiao pointed to the cup of water in his bedside table with a smile: "this distance, this angle, Xiao Cheng would not know how it fell to the ground if he didn''t want to smash it because he didn''t like the cup."


    Cheng Lang smiles: "Oh, I don''t like it very much."


    Xu Qiao stepped forward and walked around the glass that had fallen on the carpet: "what''s more, Xiao Cheng, how about changing the elevator password to my birthday? Go now. "


    Cheng Lang lowered his head and said with a smile, "not now."


    "Oh? Because the password was changed just a few minutes ago, the system stipulates that the settings cannot be changed frequently in a short time? "


    "That''s right." Since she guessed it, Cheng Lang did not hide it.


    She knew it!


    Xu Qiao snorted: "liar!"


    "I''m not lying to you. I don''t plan to change the original password in the future. You think it''s an opportunity for me to remember to do it." Cheng Lang got out of bed with a smile and straightened his shirt with one hand. "You see, I know you are angry. I always have to do something to coax you, don''t I?"


    "Do you have to use the routine? Can''t you be sincere? "


    "Look at your posture. If I don''t save the country first, can I have a chance to show my sincerity?" Cheng Lang went outside and pressed the call button on his desk. "Is afternoon tea ready?"


    "Mr. Cheng, please wait for five minutes. There are still two desserts left."


    Cheng Lang to follow out of Xu Qiao pointed to the call key, said his sincerity has not done.


    Xu Qiao reluctantly accepted and planned to condescend to wait for her dessert. Then she asked him, "is it true that your cousin is picking on you?"


    Cheng Lang leads her to the other end of the sofa and asks her to sit down. He also sits beside her: "this is not fake."


    "Did you win battle with him?"


    "When did I lose?" He looked at her with a smile.


    He''s dead.


    "So what merger did you talk about this morning that made your cousin so angry?"


    Cheng Lang put his arm on the back of the sofa behind her, as if to circle her into his own territory: "do you care about LAN Chen or me?"Xu Qiao leaned back to avoid his half pack of encirclement: "I ask, you answer, ask me what?"


    "It''s about whether I can answer that question."


    “？”


    "If you care about LAN Chen, it''s a trade secret. I can''t disclose it to you. If you care about me, it''s our private matter..."


    Xu Qiao in the chest than a fork: "well, this is a trade secret, you don''t say."


    Cheng Lang raises his eyebrows and puts down his arms.


    Xu Qiao took the opportunity to look at his palm.


    "Don''t you care about me?" Cheng Lang turns his hand over and presses his back up on his knee.


    Men in love are so boring.


    Bah, no, he is not in love!


    "Don''t show me." Xu Qiao said in a voice.


    "It''s harder to get a good word from you than to talk about a merger." Cheng Lang sighed and stretched out his hand, "look."


    Xu Qiao glanced at him and looked down at his hand. He looked at the edge of the wound as song Mian did when he examined him last night. When he saw that there was no problem, he reluctantly muttered a nice sentence: "I don''t care about you. Who''s going to put down his work to see you? I''m full..."


    Cheng Lang laughs and rubs her head to finish what she didn''t do last night.


    Because contact is very short, he did not have a strong discomfort, but Xu Qiao reaction is very big, I do not know is gas is shy to pedal boots: "why touch my hair, will oil!"


    "Where should I touch my hair if I don''t?" Cheng Lang looked at her cheek.


    Last night, he rubbed his face and let out steam. Xu Qiao said angrily, "can''t you not touch me?"


    “……” With that, her face became hotter.


    Cheng Lang smiles and looks away.


    When the doorbell rang in the office, he turned back and pressed the button on the wall to open the door.


    Gao Rui comes in with an expensive afternoon tea. After putting it on the coffee table, he gives Cheng Lang a wink.


    When Xu Qiao was looking down for dessert, Cheng Lang responded with a look: hmm?


    Gory held up the tablet and showed it to him.


    Cheng Lang narrowed his eyes, glanced at it from afar, thought for a moment, and then asked Xu Qiao, "I''ve been working so hard these days. Did I hear anything from Zhu Li on New Year''s day?"


    Xu Qiao swallows a mouthful of pudding, but it''s not hard to admit: "yes, it''s about the Zhao family''s role in Jinlu''s core design team."


    "Now it looks like it might be more than that." Cheng Lang looks at Gao Rui, "let her know."


    Xu Qiaoshun looked forward to: "what?"


    Gao Rui turned the tablet over to show her: "this is the new year''s high-grade jewelry series just launched by fancui. It''s publicized that it''s the first work designed by Miss Zhao Baoxing. Some people in the jewelry circle commented that her style is different from Miss Yuli''s in shape and spirit. I always think it''s not so coincidental, but I''m not sure what the situation is. Would you like to have a look?"


    Xu Qiao a Leng, sliding flat pull again propaganda map, angry smile.


    Gao Rui doubts: "this can''t be your design?"


    "That''s not true." After a while, she jokingly said, "this is the jewelry that my family customized for me in the next quarter last autumn. It was a work jointly completed by Jinlu and the whole core design team. After the first draft came out, I was very dissatisfied and gave a lot of opinions to the chief designer. This should be the result of her modification according to my proposal, so..."


    That''s why some people say that this set of jewelry has the shadow of "Yuli".


    "Does anyone else know about it besides you?" Gao Rui asked.


    Xu Qiao shook her head: "it was originally a one-on-one contact with me. Zhao Baoxing thought that I had no proof of my death before he dared to take these works as his own."


    "It seems so, and..." Gao Rui operates the tablet and turns to the microblog interface. "Miss Zhao Baoxing opened her microblog number a while ago. I don''t know if she was inspired by the comments from the jewelry circle. You see, under this microblog, someone asked her if she could not be" Yuli ", but she didn''t come forward to clarify."


    Cheng Lang pressed her shoulder before Xu Qiao was about to explode into a group of fireworks: "don''t worry."


    "She bullies me like this. Why am I not in a hurry?" Xu Qiao''s chest rose and fell, and she looked at him.


    Cheng Lang comforted her with a smile: "she is in the light, you are in the dark, we are sure to win this."


    Xu Qiao''s fur was smoothed and blinked, looking at him with a kind of "black eat black" expectation: "do you have any good ideas?"