Han Jing'er stood at the window and looked down.

The rain was like arrows, sweeping down like thousands of troops. Pedestrians scurried away in a hurry. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Looking around, there was white water everywhere, forming small streams. The rain hit

Falling down, countless small flowers bloomed vying for the first place, and the tall buildings far and near, as well as the various colorful billboards, were all blurred.

Many people ran to the mall to take shelter from the rain.

Some people stood at the door, looking up at the sky from time to time; there were also many people wandering around, looking at the products out of boredom.

At this time, Zhuang Honghong suddenly bumped Han Jing'er with his side, his eyes were shining, and his voice was joyful: "Eh? Isn't that Steven? Jing'er, look, look, Steven is here - ah, at the elevator entrance, he just took it

Elevator up!"

Han Jing'er raised her head and looked over.

He has a tall body, a tall and straight body, strong and muscular, and a face that is very handsome, as finely crafted as a Greek statue. He is wearing light gray trousers and a white shirt, with the collar open very low, revealing his bright wheat-colored skin.

, and you can vaguely see the dense and sexy chest hair.

At this time, the first question that flashed through Han Jing'er's mind was: Cheng Yiming at this time, was he wearing underwear?

Then, Han Jing'er's face suddenly turned red. She felt that she was so shameless, her thoughts were so damn dirty, and she had a tendency to be a hooligan.

Cheng Yiming glanced around lightly, and then saw Han Jing'er, and was slightly startled. He walked over: "Han Jing'er, why are you here?"

Zhuang Honghong rushed to answer: "Cindy asked us to do market research."

Cheng Yiming said: "Oh."

Zhuang Honghong asked: "Steven, what about you? Why are you here?"

Cheng Yiming said: "I made an appointment with a friend to have afternoon tea nearby, but I didn't want it to rain when I got here. I saw a counter for our MN company's products here, so I came over to take a look."

Zhuang Honghong said: "It's all over the second floor."

Cheng Yiming nodded.

At this time, Cheng Yiming's phone rang and he answered it.

Han Jing'er heard him say: "Mr. Wang, hello, I'm at the commercial street now... Are you half an hour late due to something urgent? It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you at the 'Afternoon Sunshine' coffee shop... Mr. Wang, later

See you soon..."

Cheng Yiming's afternoon tea was of a work nature.

It has become a new trend for business people and successful people to gather and negotiate in coffee shops, teahouses, and leisure clubs. Sipping fragrant coffee and listening to wonderful music, in an elegant environment, the success and efficiency of business negotiations are often faster.

It’s higher than treating guests to dinner and drinks.

Cheng Yiming put down the phone and walked around.

From the corner of her eye, Han Jing'er saw him walking around for a while, then walking up to a salesperson and asking something. After a while, the salesperson brought the manager.

Cheng Yiming handed his business card to the manager.

When the manager saw it, a smile that was almost flattering suddenly broke out on his face, and he looked like he was lucky.

Out of the corner of her eye, Han Jing'er saw that Cheng Yiming seemed to be asking the manager something. The manager looked like a primary school student, standing respectfully in front of Cheng Yifei, but he answered his questions with excitement.

Cheng Yiming probably took advantage of this opportunity to conduct market research.

Usually those who do market research are just soldiers and generals. Cheng Yiming, as the marketing director of a large group, has N soldiers at his disposal. Now that he is putting down his body and doing personal research, it is no wonder that the manager is flattered.
Chapter completed!