Lin Chuan smiled, took a sip of coffee, and asked: "I think the job of shopping mall manager is very suitable for you, and the management of the shopping mall also makes me very satisfied.
In comparison, it is easier for you to achieve results, so why do you have to go back to the headquarters?"
Of course it's to get more information.
Because Lin Chuan controlled the Barron Canal, Jinxiang Company suffered heavy losses, and almost all of the dozens of freighters were sold at the lowest price.
Therefore, Jinxiang Company is eager to take revenge and needs more information.
Being in the mall is a waste of time. Only at the headquarters and by Lin Chuan's side can we obtain valuable business intelligence.
Ah Yuesimei hid her heart, but said with a smile: "I feel that I can achieve better results at the headquarters. Now the business of the mall is stable.
If we continue to operate according to the current model, we will continue to make money, and my daily job now is to visit the waiters and check the hygiene.
Apart from these, there is no other job that I can do. If this continues, my brain will deteriorate. I need to be busier and more productive, just like when I applied for the position of assistant to the president,
Did you also promise me that you would let me return to the company as long as the mall is completed?"
Lin Chuan even laughed at what she said.
"Well, if you can introduce me to someone who can take over your management of the mall, you can go back to work at the headquarters!"
Ah Yuesimei was so happy.
He said excitedly: "Really? Then can I be the assistant to the president directly when I return to the headquarters?"
As for this, Lin Chuan shook his head and said, "Don't think about it. Ni Xiaolu is doing very well. There is no way I can transfer her away!"
"Then just two assistants. With your current strength and workload, several assistants to the president are acceptable!"
However, Lin Chuan laughed and shook his head.
"I don't have such a big ostentation yet. An assistant is enough. When you go back to the headquarters, the most you can do is go to the public relations department. It's really not as good as being a manager in a shopping mall!"
Ah Yuesimei gritted her teeth secretly.
This is absolutely not possible. As a secretary, you can only access ordinary documents, which are of no value at all.
So we have to find a way to get rid of Ni Xiaolu.
Then going back to the Public Relations Department is also an opportunity to make plans, which should not be missed.
So Ah Yuesimei said helplessly: "That's better than doing nothing here. I will find a suitable mall manager as soon as possible and then return to the headquarters!"
Lin Chuan did not refuse. While he was talking, Hong Shuxiu also came to the cafe.
Hong Shuxiu, who had had her hairdressed and had her hair done, seemed like a different person. She had a good temperament, and with her makeup, she really looked like a girl.
Lin Chuandu clapped his hands and praised: "Not bad, this hairstyle really suits you!"
Hong Shuxiu was also very satisfied with her hairstyle, smiling and saying: "I have never tried such thin and wavy hair, and it looks very good!"
Ayue Simei also praised: "Most people can't manage this hairstyle, and only Sister Hong's temperament can support it. I definitely can't do this hairstyle!"
"You all should stop praising me here. I'm a little hungry. Take me for a midnight snack!"
Even though she said this, Hong Shuxiu was still very happy in her heart.
And naturally he took Lin Chuan's arm and came to the food court together.
Ah Yuesimei was particularly surprised when she saw Hong Shuxiu's overly intimate behavior.
I am also more curious about the identity of this woman?
What's even more strange is that Lin Chuan actually didn't refuse. This is the song he sang.
In fact, Lin Chuan had no choice. Accepting was better than rejecting.
As long as you keep calm, there will be no problem.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when we returned to the villa after having a late-night snack.
Qin Mengying has been waiting for them, and Lin Chuan also bought Qin Mengying her favorite fried chicken nuggets.
This is Lin Chuan's love for Qin Mengying. Even Lin Chuan's eyes when he looked at Qin Mengying were full of happiness, satisfaction and love.
But Qin Mengying is more like a little girl, her cheeks are bulging when she eats.
There is a saying that goes, the more pampered a woman is, the cuter she becomes.
Lin Chuan dotes on Qin Mengying so much, and Qin Mengying becomes more and more cute.
This made Hong Shuxiu's eyes filled with envy.
I also thought about myself. When I was a few years old, I learned opera from my master. I was beaten and scolded, and suffered all kinds of hardships just for a corner.
Until now, no sweetheart has appeared.
I thought Lin Chuan was the right one, but fate played a trick on me, and Lin Chuan was already married.
He dotes on his wife even more.
This also inevitably made her feel full of despair, and even the night seemed particularly cold.
The only things that accompany her are those books.
In Lin Chuan's bedroom, Lin Chuan whispered: "We need to invest 2 billion this time!"
"Ah, so many?" Qin Mengying's eyes widened in surprise, 2 billion at a time, this is too much.
"Yes, and there is no return in the short term, so just treat it as a long-term investment!"
Lin Chuan also felt a little helpless. Who knew he was so famous?
This is natural when the business is big.
However, Lin Chuan is absolutely not worried about not getting a return. It is absolutely impossible for his capital to be invested in vain.
Qin Mengying lay in Lin Chuan's arms and said nonstop: "Master, when will we not have to think about anything or deal with it?"
Lin Chuan stroked her hair and smiled calmly: "When our children grow up, we can retire and enjoy life!"
Speaking of children, Qin Mengying suddenly raised her head and said: "By the way, sir, today the Provincial Artists Federation wants to hold a children's violin competition and will invite children's violin lovers from all over the country to participate in the competition.
Wanyu also wants to participate, but the organizer wants some sponsorship!"
Lin Chuan shook his head and said calmly: "With sponsorship, Wanyu can get first place in any performance. Without sponsorship, she won't be able to get this honor.
Let’s do this, agree with the organizer that sponsorship is okay, but the competition must be fair, so that Wanyu can display her true strength!”
Qin Mengying nodded and said: "Master, you are more thoughtful than me. I will reply to the organizer tomorrow and make good demands to them!"
While the two were talking, the phone beside the bed rang.
Lin Chuan picked up the phone and heard Meng Yuelin's nervous voice from the other side.
"Kawako, come to the hospital. Zou Shumin committed suicide. Rescue is in progress!"
Lin Chuan frowned slightly, hung up the phone and asked Qin Mengying to sleep first. He got dressed and was ready to go out.
Linghong, who was already asleep, had to get out of bed, get dressed as quickly as possible, and accompany Lin Chuan to the hospital.
Outside the emergency room, there were only Meng Yuelin, Zhu Zhu and Tang Jingyan. Xiao Wen did not come.
"Uncle Lin!" He wished and greeted Lin Chuan with a smile.
Lin Chuan smiled and pinched his little cheeks in blessing.