"But boss, your strategy of self-destructing 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.
"Then 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 the car with a serious expression. As a personal secretary, it is necessary for her to consider her boss's future life events. If he were to fall in love with a girl like this, he would probably fall apart in less than three sentences.
Mr. Li turned around and looked at her slightly surprised. I didn't expect that this subordinate whom I had just officially met today was so dedicated to his duties and understood him so thoroughly.
"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 a degree in Cambridge from Shengtang Middle School with your work-study program and subsidies from the (Shengtang) Group. MBA (Business Administration) from the Judge School of Business.
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 there was anything wrong with such an ordinary life. My parents loved and pampered me as much as they could. Whenever I stand at the school gate after school, I don’t envy the other parents who come to pick up their children. They all wear suits and leather shoes and drive BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes, while my father wears work clothes and rides that big 38-seater, smelling of sweat. , took me home and gave me 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, fell ill. She is the best person to me in the world. She always holds my hand lovingly and says, "My dear girl, she will be a lucky person when she grows up. I also love to act like a baby in her lap." But one day, my father who came to pick me up looked serious. Instead of taking me home as usual, he took me to a hospital that smelled of disinfectant. I hate that smell.
I met my grandma there for the last time. It turned out that she had been suffering from physical problems and had a lung tumor. But our family couldn't raise the money for the operation at that time, so we had to wait until my father and mother, who worked in a factory during the day and ran a street vendor at night, raised the money for the operation. But 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, her breathing already so heavy, but the eyes she looked at me were still gentle. "
There was a hint of suffocation 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 relatives who could have survived in this world, we must make ourselves stronger. We must 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 fallen behind others, I will use a thousand times more diligence to make up for it. "
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 had no comfort, because 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 rich young men. You already have everything, but you still seem irritable, angry, and dissatisfied. If you have experienced the lowest level of suffering, you will understand that despair, struggle, and a bleak future are not 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 build a ladder for her to advance step by step.
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 time in the past 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 is obviously true.
"Okay, okay, see you later."
The woman waved her hands easily and walked towards the building where she lived.
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 on 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.
"Tell me 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 West City Tunnel near the California community. The truck rolled over and no one could be contacted. Now there is a cordon blocking the area, and our people can't get in. go."
"We must find that batch of goods, otherwise we are all screwed."
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 or something like that.
Unfortunately, money moved people's minds, so Du Lei was generous. He even offered a high price of 40,000 yuan for this short trip, and chose Wang Peng, the most cautious and capable veteran driver, to make the trip. I thought I could do it without anyone noticing, but it turned out to be weird halfway through.
"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 the 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. This was the biggest gamble he had ever made.
