"But boss, your strategy of destroying your life gate at the beginning is really easy to end up being alone."
Song Yuan couldn't help but complain, forgiving her for not understanding some of the behaviors of straight men.
"Isn't this good? It's efficient and direct."
Mr. Li opened the car door and walked out, lazily stretching towards the moon.
"So where can the saved time be used? If love, family affection, and friendship are things that you don't need to spend effort to maintain, then what are you using your time to pursue?"
The woman chased her out of the car with a serious expression. As a personal secretary, she had to think about her boss's future life events. If he was in love with a girl like this, he would probably collapse in less than three sentences.
Mr. Li turned around and looked at her with a little surprise. He didn't expect that this subordinate whom he had just officially met today was so dedicated to his duties and had such a thorough understanding of him.
"What about you, Secretary Song? Judging from the archives, you graduated from Shengtang Middle School with a full scholarship at the age of eighteen with excellent results in all subjects. You obtained the Cambridge University degree through work-study and subsidies from the (Shengtang) Group.
MBA (Business Administration) from Judge Business School.
After returning to China, he directly joined Fuxing Bank, which is controlled by the group, as a management trainee. Starting from the most basic account manager, he moved through multiple units, departments, and positions. With his conscientious and meticulous style, he finally worked in the group's human resources department.
HR.
It seems that your time is not spent on maintaining these illusory emotions. So adults are always realistic, right? Interest should be the link that connects everything."
The young boss recounted the resume of the woman he had read word for word.
"You think I do?"
When listening to these words, Song Yuan's bright expression obviously darkened, and a look of memories appeared on her beautiful face.
It wasn't until the boy finished speaking that she sighed quietly and talked about her past.
"I come from an ordinary working-class family. If it weren't for the full scholarship, I probably wouldn't have been able to graduate from Shengtang Middle School.
When I was a child, I never felt that there was anything wrong with such an ordinary life. My parents loved and pampered me as much as they could. Whenever I stood at the school gate after school, I would not envy other parents who came to pick up their children and were all in suits.
He was wearing leather shoes and driving a BMW and Mercedes-Benz, while my father was wearing work clothes and riding that 38-bar with sweat all over him. He took me home and handed me over to my grandma to take care of me, and then rushed back to the factory.
But when I was ten years old, my grandmother, who loved me the most, got sick. She was the best person to me in the world. She always held my hand lovingly and said, "Nanny, when you grow up, you should be a blessed person. I love you too."
I acted coquettishly at her knees. But one day, my father who came to pick me up looked serious and did not take me home as usual. Instead, he took me to a hospital that smelled of disinfectant. I hated that smell.
I met my grandma there for the last time. Only then did I find out that she had always been suffering from health problems and had a lung tumor. But our family couldn't raise the money for the operation at the time, so we had to wait. She worked in a factory during the day and ran a street vendor at night.
My father and mother raised the money for the operation. But my grandma’s body couldn’t hold on for so long after all, and the tumor worsened quickly, until she finally lay on a white hospital bed, breathing so heavily, but still looking at me with the same look.
gentle."
There was a hint of congestion in the woman's words.
"My grandma held my hand and left that day. My father and mother were leaning on the wall and crying, their eyes were red and swollen. They cried very sadly and sadly. But I didn't cry, because crying can't solve any problems. If I don't want the tragedy to happen again,
To keep your loved ones who could have survived in this world, you must make yourself stronger. To make problems that can be solved with money and power no longer become problems.
So I always work hard and don’t dare to slack off at all. Since my starting point has lagged behind others, I will make up for it with a thousand times more diligence.”
The woman wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and her expression became tough. She was like a wild grass growing in the wilderness, humble and humble but possessing high-spirited strength.
Li Longyuan was not comforted, because his words seemed so pale and useless at the moment. But his expression changed, no longer full of frivolity and scrutiny, but a serious listener.
"So I really don't understand the thoughts of you young masters from rich families. You obviously have everything, but you still seem irritable, angry, and unsatisfied. If you have experienced the lowest level of suffering, you will understand that you are no longer desperate, struggling, and have a bleak future.
What a blessing it is to live in the abyss."
Song Yuan suddenly raised her head and glared at him with her beautiful eyes, which looked shocking despite her beautiful face.
"I won't advise you anymore."
Li Longyuan lowered his eyes and only said this sentence.
The grandfather's vision was as vicious as ever. Perhaps as early as when the girl was studying in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, as the principal, he could see the girl's mental toughness, so he would gradually build a ladder for her promotion.
Is this what my grandfather said, the type of people who are capable but stuck in reality and need to be provided with a platform to showcase their talents?
"Go back first. Your past time was not in vain. At least you can meet me, which means that your hard work has been recognized and rewarded."
Li Longyuan's words suddenly made Song Yuan burst into laughter. This overbearing presidential speech sounded inexplicably cute to her.
"What's so funny."
The young boss stared back angrily. What he said was obviously the truth.
"Okay, okay, see you later."
The woman waved her hands easily and walked towards the building where she lived.
However, the young boss did not return to the car immediately. He just leaned his slender body in front of the car window, watching the woman's leaving figure, and couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the crescent moon hanging in the sky in the distance.
The moonlight is as bright as a waterfall, spreading across the earth.
"ah!"
The man wearing a large gold chain, a gold watch and a gold ring on one hand roared angrily, overturned the desk with accumulated documents in front of him, and gasped violently in frustration as he watched the snowflakes flying all over the room.
"Say again, that batch of goods was not delivered?"
The man grabbed the collar of the employee who came to report the news with his big hands and stared into his eyes fiercely.
"Yes, Mr. Du. Lao Wang, who was in charge of this delivery, had an accident at the entrance of the Xicheng Tunnel near the California community. The truck rolled over and no one could be contacted. Now there is a cordon blocking the place and our people can't get in.
go."
"We must find that batch of goods, otherwise we will be completely ruined."
The man's face was trembling, and his expression was terrifyingly serious. He did not tell his subordinates what the specific "goods" were that he wanted them to deliver to the designated location in the west of the city as soon as possible tonight, but everyone below them also guessed that they were contraband.
It's a pity that Du Lei was so generous when it came to money. He even offered a high price of 40,000 yuan for this short trip. He chose Wang Peng, the most cautious and capable veteran driver, to make the trip. He thought he could do it without anyone noticing.
, but the meaning came out halfway.
"yes."
The employees hurriedly bent down to respond and bowed out.
The moment the door closed, Du Lei slumped back into his office chair, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
His step-by-step journey from an ordinary fish vendor in the wet market to his current position as vice president of Changfeng Logistics has been inseparable from the word gambling. Taking the wrong approach can bring huge profits at the same time.
Just like he had been secretly transporting "goods" out of the country for Zhao Li, the director of Shengtang Group, for a long time. It was the biggest gamble he had ever made.