Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

Kevin dressed up as formal as he did in the company today, with a blue poplin shirt on top of dark trousers and a dark paisley tie. The overall look is very heavy.

I secretly lost, thinking it was a weekend evening meeting. I thought it would not be a business event, so I only wore a pair of thin serge wide-leg pants, a silk shirt on the upper body and even a breast pocket, slightly more than him. Showcasing leisure.

If you lose, you don't lose the battle. Kevin saw me, stood up, and I greeted me with a smile: "I don't know there is a dress code today."

"Oh, no, I just came back after talking about things." Kevin pulled the chair for me very gentlemanly, took a seat by himself, untied his tie slowly, and opened two shirt buttons.

Such a well-intentioned signal?

I thought to myself, as usual, and only said: "This may sound cold-blooded, but I am always happy to hear that my superiors are busy with business all weekend. At least I am not the only one who works overtime."

He had a gentle expression: "I am not your superior-not anymore."

I raised my eyebrows and smiled: "It's hard to tell."

Kevin invites me to order. The waiter recommended us to choose their signature set meal, but I really didn’t want to discuss with Kevin on such worthless topics as who to drink which soup and who to use which appetizer. I asked him for his opinion symbolically, and then took care of myself. Order it and ask that the coffee be served before the main course.

"Need any dessert?"

I shook my head at the waiter: "Thank you."

That’s all about dealing with human spirits, and Kevin immediately understood the hint that I wanted to make a long story short. He held the lemonade in the goblet and shook it for a moment, with a smile on his mouth.

I said: "What makes you so happy?"

"I'm just thinking," Kevin said with a smile, "If you work with me from the beginning, the scene is...excellent."

I looked at him for a while: "I'm afraid this will not be possible. It was Rudra who invited me back then, and you are not yet in Crab Shell."

Kevin straightened his sleeves: "What do you want to say?"

"It's just chatting, thinking divergent, exploring the big and small possibilities in the universe." I smiled, "Of course it also includes the earth. After all, we live on the earth, don't we?"

He leaned back in his chair: "You don't want to work with me?"

"No no, of course not, that's not what I meant." I looked at him and thought, that's what I meant.

In all fairness, he is a very good partner; but if I were my boss...

I may disobey discipline.

He might be waiting for my denial, and he didn't speak for a long time. I didn't speak, Kevin seemed to realize something, and then said: "Okay, okay, let's talk with an open heart. Yao, you will find that I am very sincere."

I looked around: "I can feel your sincerity."

With an average of 300 new restaurants per capita, he has also counted his money.

Kevin obviously intends to give me a lot of face today. After hearing what I said, he just shook his head and smiled: "This is nothing. You see, I am not the kind of guy who only speaks beautiful things. When I say something, I must Will try to be open and honest."

This is true, Kevin likes Yangmou.

I raised my eyebrows, expressed my attitude just right, and motioned him to continue.

"Today, I think, between the two of us, there is no need to act in any more drama." Kevin squeezed his tone and tilted his head slightly. "We all know that the new subsidiary is about to be established. In terms of circumstances, our company is obviously unable to make any effective countermeasures."

He is bold. I pretended to be thoughtful because of what he said, and then nodded.

Kevin's hands circled in the air, like an old-time master who is about to bow: "Since this is something that is bound to happen, let me say that smart people should learn to prepare for the destiny that has not yet come. "

"I'm listening." I looked at him very intently, thinking about something messy.

This mushroom soup tastes very simple, can't find anything new, can it be canned food?

"I would say I'm a very good ally. To some extent, Yao, do you know? I'm even your only alliance..." Kevin began to talk loudly, saying something I could even roughly predict.

Can Miss Pan De tell the difference? She has always been very fond of dishes with cheese, but vaguely, I think she is not so picky in food. Perhaps it was the year-round diet management and intensive business meetings that made her lose the leeway in the nuances of taste?

But she likes cooking so much... I really want her to try the fish soup stewed by my sister-in-law.

Did she reply to me?

"I don't know what Sonia can promise you... Maybe it's risone?" He raised his head slightly to look at me.

I pressed my lips uncontrollably when Kevin reported the name of the big boss, wondering if he noticed.

"Of course, he might have promised you something. I didn't intend to find out the details." Kevin continued, "but that was just a bad check."

I raised my eyebrows.

Kevin is very confident: "I can give you my position."

I raised the corners of my mouth slightly.

He glanced at me: "You don't believe it? Which part is something you can't believe, do I have this will, or do I have this ability?"

My fingers are folded together, right on the tabletop that Kevin can see. You press on me, I press on you, and change over and over again. I was still smiling and said, "I don't understand why you want to give me this promise."

He didn't answer the conversation immediately, looked at me for a while, and hugged his arms: "Does this need to be said so clearly? I want you to be my teammate."

"For what?" I was interested.

"In order to twist Lisong's neck down." He made a gesture.

I condensed my expression and looked at him noncommittal. Is he so direct?

But his sentence is enough.

I asked: "Since it's a ‘something that will happen’-I quote you-why do you still need me? Don't tell me that you think I must be in such a destiny."

Kevin showed great magnanimity in his less open attitude to me: "This is what I call preparation. Besides, in my opinion, you are a very important part of it. The sooner the new situation comes, the better. For this reason, People have to learn to unite the power... and then control the power."

"What can I do for you?" I said timely.

Instead, his speech speed slowed down, and his fingertips tapped gently on the water glass: "Don't worry."

I was silent and took a sip of water.

The "open and honest" Kevin finally went to the subject after going around the circle for about a quarter of an hour.

"First of all I have to say that you are amazing." Kevin shrugged. "In the beginning I thought you had no intention of offending. I thought you had lost your mind. Your every step was so inconsistent and some were too bold. , Yes, it is rigid to a little inefficient, unlike your style. But it is interesting that the situation is obviously tilted to the other side, but you have not really lost any time. Since then I Realize that you have a layout.

"I am afraid it is difficult to say that I understand your style, even though I have information sources to assist me in guessing the inside story... You can imagine the situation of other people. Then this is worth pondering: Why is Lisong still reusing you "Kevin's temptation ended, and the conversation turned, "You know? Sometimes I'm just surprised. In this game, there is a group behind BCG, and there are internal helpers within the company; you—you do everything No. How did you just rely on yourself and still refuse to admit defeat until now?"

He was not as magnanimous as he used to be. Kevin looked at me, trying to hide his emotions.

And what he keeps shining in his eyes is the inescapable humanity. Because it's so complicated, even I can't see it clearly.

I said, "What makes you think I am resisting?"

"Please!" Kevin interrupted me immediately, "Do you think I'm stupid? Whether a person is a defensive or an offensive person does not depend on his aggressive or conservative attitude, but the purpose that all this points to, what is Who is benefiting, who is benefiting in silence, but can not appear in front of others."

I lowered my eyes: "So you think I got several salaries."

"It's hard to tell." He looked at me, "I tend to think that in the end you have to choose the side."

I look over.

My heart almost touched my throat, but I didn't dare to show anything on my face.

Kevin sorted out his carefully managed 37 points: "Otherwise we won't meet today, will we?"

I made up my mind and blurted out: "Does Sonia work for you?"

His surprise didn't seem to be pretend, he looked at me for a long time, then squinted his eyes and shook his head: "No, of course not, the other way around is almost the same."

He shouldn't be acting. My heart is open.

Kevin is not a "prince".

I didn't dare to think too much, and then said: "I apologize for my abruptness."

He shook his head again. His attention is clearly elsewhere.

"I just didn't expect that she hadn't mentioned anything to you." Kevin took a breath, "I didn't mean to be mystified. You have to know that there is a boss behind me."

"Okay." He was hinting at me. I reduced my posture and leaned forward slightly.

Why does Kevin think Miss Pande greeted me beforehand? Should she breathe me about this? Why didn't she? I suppressed my confusion-how did Kevin make these judgments? What does he think of my position?

"Are you wondering who the boss is?" Kevin smiled and touched the beard on his cheek. "I thought you had already guessed."

I said: "There is not enough information."

He was silent again, leaning on the back of the chair, looking like he was playing with something, then said: "Sonia is really...unpredictable. You should be careful of her-we should all be careful of her."

I am calm. Is this the first person to warn me?

Kevin's pretending to be so deep made my hair horrified.

He spread his hand: "Guess it. The range is narrower than you think."

My heart is clear. He is equivalent to saying that the "Prince" will not be airborne, but will be born from within the company. The executives who are familiar with our business line are quite limited. Except for the directors of the two departments, they are the big boss and COO.

We report directly to the big boss, and we don't have much contact with COO in normal business work. Since there has been a lot of news, Kevin was promoted to the position by COO, and Kevin is loyal to the group, and COO should naturally be the same as him.

This indeed seems to be the only result.

I just haven't speculated in that regard. Perhaps at my height, it is still difficult to see the enmities and needs of their world; instead of me, a trusted partner like a big boss leads me to successfully start a business and complete the realization of self-worth and financial freedom early. I would rather Going out alone would not choose to stick a knife behind him.

However, the big boss's presence is only conclusive. The closer I get, the clearer I can see.

I whispered: "COO?"

Kevin laughed: "Look, that's why I photographed you. And I'm pretty sure that Ruijie will be very, very satisfied with you."