Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

My first reaction was that it was impossible. She is so beautiful, if I have seen it, I won't be unimpressed. Of course, this kind of indecent thought is very inappropriate even if it has been in my heart. I just pretended that it never appeared in my mind, looked at Miss Pan De, and showed my puzzlement appropriately.

"You are not from Harvard, are you?" She looked at me.

"No," I was from the technical school next door, I thought to myself, but she certainly didn't understand this in English, "My Ph.D. was studied at MIT. I moved to Cambridge in 11 years and stayed there for a total of five years. You mean we were..."

She smiled and shook her head.

I thought about several possibilities, and felt that I had the best chance when I was in a consulting company. I must remember the words I met on the project. If I just pass by, I won’t say that people are in business class and I am in economy class. How can an executive pay attention to a soldier like me? The more I thought about it, the more I lost it. I turned my mind and let down my voice: "Miss Pan De—"

"Please," she looked at me sincerely, "just call me Sonia."

"Sonia," I called her by her name, and said, "Tell me, where did we meet?"

She showed an expression of successful mischief for an instant, but it faded quickly, leaving a gentle smile, and said, "Frankfurt Airport."

I squinted my eyes. I've only been to Frankfurt Airport three times, once for business last year, and two times for connecting flights there. At that time, I was an exchange student in Hamburg. Get the answer, now I am even more confused. I instinctively she didn’t tell the truth, at least that’s not all of the facts, but the initial questioning has spent all my willfulness. This is a partner that has been several levels higher than me. If I continue to use it, I am afraid that my professionalism will have to be beaten. Discounts. I sighed deliberately and looked at Miss Pan De: "My curiosity has never been more active."

"Your curiosity must learn to find the answer by yourself." Miss Pan De said.

We stopped at the subway station. She took out a mask from her handbag and handed it to me: "I think you don't mind accepting this."

Singapore in February was not the same as in China. In fact, she was the first non-Chinese person I saw to wear a mask besides the boss. I didn't expect that she would give me a mask specially, and felt a little trembling when she said thank you.

"See you later," she said.

"See you tomorrow." I watched her go forward before turning back to the subway station.

After putting away the new mask, I turned out the day one and put it on again. She is such a good person. The reason why I didn't wear a mask before was because I was afraid that she would think I was impolite, and she would even give me one. But the thought of this good guy's intention to come to the company is still unclear, and my heart becomes heavy again.

After taking the subway for 20 minutes, I bought fish and chips at the food court downstairs of a nearby HDB, and walked home for another 10 minutes. This apartment was delivered last year, but because I have been on a business trip, most of the furniture and appliances I bought were piled at the door. I only tore the membrane of the sofa when I came back yesterday, and dragged the heavy leather single-seater sofa until the window. Stop. The neighbor was kind and didn't complain to me.

In fact, as soon as I got the PR, I said to buy a house, but I was too busy. The news that the additional buyer's stamp duty was raised again the previous summer became the headline of the news. I was awakened. Taxes, because it is the first home, although it needs to be paid in one lump sum, the figures are not too scary in general. How much is it?

SGD 92 thousand.

This two-bedroom apartment carries all my savings.

I hugged my computer on a single-seater sofa and occasionally planed two meals to fill my stomach. The person in charge in South America has an unwake expression on his face. If I listen to him nonchalantly, he will probably turn a deaf ear to the occasional act of stealing a bite. When I was in a hurry to talk and cough, the matter was revealed. My skills in this area are very good. To say why, in addition to being very talented, it may also have a lot to do with my years of training.

It's just that when I was a child, stealing in class was a glutton, but now it's a hassle.

Lao Huang, if you want to say why he is so good at digging holes for people, it may also be a talent. I rolled my eyes and answered his phone, muttering: "You really know how to choose the time. I just finished the meeting with São Paulo."

"In the middle of dinner?" Old Huang smiled meanly. I heard their sons arguing with each other and knew that he had gone home.

"Heh." I didn't bother to talk to him at all. If this grandson is really a Chinese, he won’t say anything "on the way to supper" at this moment, and say: "Whether you are eating?" Coupled with his laughter who listens to who wants to smoke him, I may not be angry. .

Stuttering again, I said, "What big gold mine has been dug?"

"The BCG guys didn't intend to make me an outsider, but Kevin and them share a common topic..." Huang was silent for a moment, "most of the time I just listened to them. I disappointed you."

"Don't mind. You just imagine that you are a supervisor. Our goal is not the next game, but at least we can't make the two teams into one team, right?" I comforted, "They are just a bunch of men in suits touting each other, fitness, Talking about funds and famous watches, and talking about Japanese whiskey in high-altitude bars are all bubbles."

"I should make some suits too. What do you think?"

"If you want." As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a brisk laugh on the other end of the phone.

…Have teased me, I didn’t even think about it!

"Okay, okay," he slid before I could speak. "To be honest, they didn't talk about anything special. I don't know if it's because of me or they just want to spend relaxing time together-I asked before we parted. Yimin, he said they will stay here for at least six months."

I immediately became alert. For six months, this is a long project. After thinking about it, I said: "Xinhe Yimin comes from the Greater China office. In this situation, I am not surprised to say that BCG let them stay in Singapore. Maybe they have other companies' business."

"No, what he meant was to stay in our company."

It is clear to me that this is not to provide an optimized solution, but to help us implement long-term projects such as strategic landing. This is not good news. I pretended to be relaxed and said: "Good job. This is a very good piece of information. Tell the boss yourself."

"Are you going?" He didn't care.

"It's better to call him tonight, I won't lie to you."

He made some nasal noises and didn't speak immediately. After a few seconds, he said, "By the way, my wife knows that you are back. Can you come over for dinner this weekend?"

"She's such a nice person." Lao Huang's wife came from China and did a good job of cooking, so I was fond of her. After a pause, I said, "But recently, we may not have time to eat at home. You have a mental preparation."

Hanging up, I sighed.

They are a consulting company, and it is possible to do some auxiliary work. The chance of officially coming forward as the main force in the acquisition negotiation is very slim. The group has spent so much money in our company, and when it sees the harvest, it is now more likely to cash out and leave the market-stay for six months. I don't know what to do. I have never worked with such a long project when I was in my old club. The report was usually delivered within a month or two. What are they doing for so long... and the leader is still a partner. I can’t say whether the sloppy meeting was a kick-off meeting during the day. Only Huang in the group received the wind beforehand. During the meeting, only two people came from Kevin and the others.

If you want to hold money in your hands during consultation, the first thing is to bluff people. Although the people who came were high-level and bluffed, this was by no means a normal number. I still tend to be a simple contact during the day. Maybe the big boss wants to give our department a blow in advance...

That said, BCG may indeed be invited by the group.

When he arrived at the company the next day, Lao Huang winked at me. The boss obviously said something to him on the phone last night. Huang usually came in T-shirt and shorts. Today, he changed to a cotton casual shirt and his pants were changed to long trousers. I still wear a collarless shirt with a skirt. Who keeps our department always in charge of external business?

The next battle will be a tough battle, and I brought high heels for emergency. But the most important thing at the moment is the affairs of a third party in Vietnam. There was a late start, with few singularities, and the entire operation model was very different from that of Singapore. It needed to be adapted to local conditions, and most of the plans had to be started from scratch. The head of the Ho Chi Minh office is from our department. He is the one responsible for landing and contacting. There are more things to worry about. It's just that the Vietnam model can be applied to several other Southeast Asian countries after all. The big boss attaches great importance to it, and usually asks the most. What can I do? The boss and I work overtime.

While doing the things for the demo, I thought, if only I could have the speed of the BCG guys to make slides. Do they have a universal template or something that can be played directly by changing a few subject names at random?

Suddenly a reminder from the boss popped up in the lower right corner—well, here it is.

Old Huang and I looked at each other, lowered our heads, and put on high heels. The small half of the people in the department packed up, I took the computer into the elevator, and Xiao Ding, who was at the outermost station, pressed the button on the 16th floor.

The elevator doors opened. Many people still don't know, Lao Huang and I are already facing enemies. A group of people walked to the widest meeting room in the middle of the floor, and I opened the door with a smile on my face.

"What a good morning!" Kevin looked at me and laughed, showing his expensive teeth under his well-groomed beard, "Yao, don't you think?"

"Just as you said." I deeply agree, looking over him, and shook hands with the outstretched hand in front of me.

"Hello, Yao."

"Hello, Sonia." I said to Miss Pande.