General Manager's Lie

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Qi whistled, stepped into Hongsheng Trading Company with a relaxed mood, and took the elevator to the floor of the general manager's office. "Morning, beautiful secretary, make me a cup of coffee, thanks!" Entering the office, he first winked at the secretary, with a happy smile on his sexy thin lips, and then turned to his private office space. He is as tall as a model, with a gentle and sexy smile on his handsome face, which makes the female secretary who already has a husband and child feel her cheeks slightly warm. Her boss is a standard playboy. He is 31 years old. He is the only son of the general manager and chairman of Hongsheng Trading. With his handsome appearance, he is gentle and generous to women. It was heard that all the single female secretaries before her had had an affair with him, forcing the chairman to personally choose a secretary candidate for him, and finally found her who was married and had children ten years older than him to be his personal secretary. This decision is also correct. After working for nearly half a year, even she can't resist the pheromones he deliberately emits, let alone young single women? Although he already has a girlfriend, there are still three or five female companions who often appear by his side, and they are often changed. Even so, there are still many female employees in the company who are fascinated by him. Could it be that men are not bad and women don't love? She just works beside him, but she doesn't think he is really bad. It is better to say that he is philanthropic than romantic; although he often does not commute to get off work on time, he has a convincing ability to work, and he is not a good-for-nothing dude who only enjoys fun. As the general manager, he doesn't put on airs at all, and is extremely kind to the employees. No matter male or female, no one doesn't like him who is kind. Yang Qi was sitting at the desk, flipping through the stack of documents waiting for approval, and working calmly while drinking coffee. Seeing an unfinished report, he narrowed his black eyes slightly, and dialed the internal line, "Please come in, the development manager." After a while, the development manager rushed into the general manager's office, gasping for breath. He understood in his heart why the boss had called him urgently, so he opened his mouth nervously. "Report to the general manager. Regarding the matter of Chiyan Liuli Workshop, I personally visited three times and offered many conditions, but the person in charge did not buy it at all and refused to negotiate with us." This matter has been suspended for a long time and there is still no progress. I have tried my best, and I can only report honestly. "Chi Yan's current person in charge is Lin Hong, right?" Yang Qi suddenly thought of something, stroked his jaw and thought for two seconds, then smiled and said, "I'll contact you about this matter in person, go get busy." "Huh?" Instead of blaming him for his ineffectiveness, the general manager took the initiative to take over, which surprised and moved him. "Yes, general manager." After he bowed 90 degrees to express his thanks, he respectfully exited the general manager's office. Yang Qi didn't deliberately want to share the worries and labors of his subordinates, but he remembered that when he was having dinner with his girlfriend last night, his girlfriend saw a glazed necklace in a magazine and begged him for this gift coquettishly. Although he has several female companions, he has always had only one real girlfriend. His current girlfriend is Su Rongrong, a graphic fashion model. He has always been generous to his girlfriend, as long as the other party asks, he is willing to give a gift, let alone just a glazed necklace. It's all his fault for agreeing too quickly and not noticing that the creator is Lin Hong, the person in charge of Chiyan Liuli Workshop. Because Hongsheng Trading is engaged in the sales of glass and glazed products, including design OEM, building materials, artistic glass and glazed tableware, etc., not only large-scale production factories are located in the mainland, but also have contacts with some well-known domestic glazed workshops. Among them, Chiyan Liuli Workshop was created by the well-known master Li Hao. A few years ago, his father wanted to discuss cooperation with him, but the other party flatly refused. With a withdrawn and stubborn personality, he regards creating Liuli as his life, and he does not want his creations to be copied and marketed in large quantities. Facing his stubborn temper, Hongsheng had no choice but to give up cooperation. I remember that after Li Hao passed away a year or two ago, Liuli Workshop was taken over by his goddaughter Lin Hong. At first, he didn't pay much attention to the news of Zhiyan, until a well-known architectural designer wanted to purchase a large number of glazed building materials from Hongsheng, and named several works created by Lin Hong of Chiyan Liuli Workshop, so he asked the development manager To get in touch with each other. I didn't expect that this matter could not be settled for a long time. It can be seen that the 29-year-old Lin Hong, like her master Li Hao, cannot be persuaded by money alone, so he still has to find a way to solve this matter. And last night he swore to Su Rongrong that when he met next time, he would personally tie her favorite glazed necklace "Guanghua" around her neck. If he broke his promise on such a trivial matter, it would hurt his face. Therefore, whether in public or private, he had to personally meet this talented rookie in the colored glaze world who was the only teacher under Li Hao. Yang Qi drove to Yingge alone, and found the destination according to the address. In a slightly remote area close to the mountainous area, there is a red-brick iron house that looks like an abandoned warehouse, but there is a huge stone at the door with fiery words written on it - Chiyan Liuli Workshop. Parked the car in the open space outside the gate, Yang Qi got out of the car, and stepped on the weedy flagstone road in front of the gate with clean black leather shoes. Looking at the surrounding environment, his brows were slightly closed. He had visited many glazed workshops, but this was the first time he saw such a barren scenery. Not only were weeds overgrown, but there were also many glazed fragments stacked in the weeds, like graves. . He couldn't help wondering, was this really the workplace of Master Li Hao, who is second to none in the industry? After stepping on the weeds and gravel, carefully avoiding the glass shards on the ground, Yang Qi finally walked outside the open iron rolling door with some difficulty, and looked into the open space inside the house. The whole house is about 50 to 60 pings. There is no obvious compartment in the front half, but simply divided into two parts. The blowing studio is on the right, the kiln studio is on the other side, and the office is behind it. Standing against the walls on both sides are large equipment, such as crucible furnaces, heating furnaces, slow cooling furnaces, electric kilns, dewaxing furnaces, vacuum machines, etc., several work chairs, workbenches, gas and oxygen cylinders, buckets, scales, mixers, etc. Blowtorches, blowpipes, iron plates, clamps... All kinds of tools and materials were placed chaotically on the table and on the ground. On the gray concrete floor, powders such as lime, silica sand, fluorescent powder, gold foil and silver foil were scattered everywhere, as well as a pile of finished and semi-finished products. He frowned again, took a step forward suspiciously, and looked into the messy room, but he didn't see a single person. "What are you looking at?" He was startled by the sudden scolding. When he turned his head, he saw the woman standing behind him, and his eyes widened in astonishment. Female ghost! I saw a bloodless face staring at him with red bloodshot eyes. The female ghost held a long blowpipe that was higher than her head, and there was a red-hot fireball at the top of the blowpipe. After two seconds of astonishment, he took a closer look to make sure she was a human or not. With a hair cover on her forehead and a ponytail, she looks like a woman, but she doesn't look like a woman at all. Not only has she not applied makeup, her complexion is scary, her cotton t-shirt is stained, and her jeans are worn out in several places. burn marks. Yang Qi had never seen such a slovenly woman. The woman's big eyes, which were staring at him viciously, suddenly narrowed slightly, and then she said something terrifying. "You! Come here, blow it for me." He opened his mouth in a daze, suspecting that such erotic words would come out of her mouth. "Damn it! Where are all the people dying? No one can be called to help." The woman murmured dissatisfiedly, and strode into the studio. Originally having lunch in the kitchen and dining room, she ate two bites of chicken legs. She suddenly had a flash of inspiration and creativity. She left the lunch box and hurried back to the studio to blow glass. But she needed help shortly after, but she couldn't get half of the apprentices or assistants to show up after tearing her throat. She picked up the blowpipe and ran out to find someone. When she turned around, she found a man sneaking around in front of the door. No matter who came, she urgently needs someone to help her right now, otherwise her sudden inspiration might disappear in the next moment. "Hey, don't be in a daze, come here quickly!" Seeing that he was in a daze, she hurriedly walked towards him, grabbed his arm and walked inside. "Wait a minute, I'm..." Yang Qi was dragged to the work chair and wanted to clarify his identity. "Here, blow hard!" The woman directly handed him the long blowpipe supported on the horse chair, and then picked up the pliers and knives and squatted at the other end to shape the vitreous body. "I'm not..." He wanted to put down the long blowpipe, but the woman raised her head and stared at him displeased. "Let's talk nonsense later, give me a few blows first." Yang Qi's forehead twitched slightly. It was the first time in his life that he met such a strong and unreasonable woman. Although the young master was engaged in the glass products trade, it was the first time he was forced to go to sea to blow glass. The strange thing was that he couldn't refuse her order, so he could only blow his mouth. "Blow hard! Hurry up!" The woman couldn't stand his anger. If it wasn't for the fact that there was no one around for a while, she really didn't want to let a layman do it. Yang Qi took a deep breath, held the blowpipe in his mouth, and sent the full chest air into the pipe with all his strength, and saw the slightly formed glass paste at the other end of the pipe suddenly inflated like a balloon. "Oh, s**t!" The woman wearing work gloves and holding the vitreous body with a thick wet newspaper couldn't help but swear. "I'm not going to make an urn, so why blow such a big grain?" She frowned and stood up, pulled the blowpipe, and threw the failed product on the ground. She scratched her messy hair irritably, quickly picked up another blowpipe to preheat, scooped up an appropriate amount of molten glass paste from the crucible, turned around and approached a horse chair, and straddled the horse chair in a rude manner. . "Look, blow like this." Holding the blowpipe, she directly demonstrated and taught. "Here, it's you." The woman handed the blowpipe to him again, and began to shape the other end. In fact, the blow molding method does not necessarily require the cooperation of two people. She often completes it alone, but this time the idea needs to be trimmed and shaped continuously. Yang Qi was once again instigated by her to do a job she didn't want to do. The woman instantly concentrated on the hot glass body, her hands kept changing tools, pliers, clamps, wooden boards... From time to time, she picks up the airbrush to heat up, rotates, shakes, pulls, and pushes alternately, sometimes dips in toner, adds gold and silver foil, and then dips another blowpipe with glass paste to bridge the bottom and trim. The process was complicated, but her movements were extremely fast, making it dizzying. The fiery and rude woman seemed to be moving with the crimson glass in her hand, and her ponytail flicked as it spun. The originally bloodless face was burnt red under the high temperature of the flames, her focused eyes were shining brightly, and a few crystal drops of sweat slowly slid down from her smooth forehead. During the process of her sculpture, her person also changed. Originally scruffy and untidy, she gradually developed an indescribable charm and vitality, which made Yang Qi, who had seen countless women, a little confused. He had never seen this type of woman before. She was obviously inconspicuous at first glance, but at this moment she felt a strange and novel beauty. Perhaps it was because he had never seen a woman work so hard, as if she had put her soul into it. Her expression changed along with the works in her hands, her serious and focused eyes gradually became brighter, the expression on her face gradually became softer, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and a satisfied smile bloomed. He only helped to breathe a few breaths, and he didn't dare to disturb the woman who was concentrating on his own world, so he could only watch her every move. Looking at the hot glass paste that was originally like maltose, under her skillful hands, it was quickly molded and expanded into a complex work of art. He had seen the creation process with his own eyes, but he did not remember being so inexplicably moved as he was at this moment. Watching her knock out the colored glaze that she created from the blowpipe, put it into the slow-cooling furnace to cool down slowly, and then take out the finished product. Her eyes are carefully inspected, and her curved lips and satisfied expression show her satisfaction with the finished product. She placed the work on the work table, sat on the chair and concentrated again, staring straight at the glazed artwork that completely presented the image in her mind. "Excuse me, are you..." Yang Qi didn't speak until now. At first he thought she was just an apprentice here, but at this moment he couldn't help but doubt her identity. "I think... let's call it 'Meditation'!" The corners of the woman's lips raised slightly again, and she slowly closed her eyes. "Huh?" Yang Qi was taken aback, and only realized in the next second that she was naming the work. Looking at the artwork on the table, to be honest, although the shape is delicate, it looks abstract, and he can't see what he wants to express, and he himself has no concept of abstract art. "Well, it should be quite relevant, and it has the sense of tranquility, etherealness and clarity of 'meditation'." Even if you don't understand, you should still express your appreciation based on politeness, but it is not completely polite and hypocritical. I just saw it with my own eyes. The manufacturing process really moved him. "Excuse me, are you Miss Lin Hong? I'm Yang Qi, the general manager of Hongsheng Trading." He took out his business card from his suit pocket, but saw that the woman still had her eyes closed and didn't respond at all. "Hongsheng is very interested in Ms. Lin's works and hopes to have the opportunity to cooperate with you. If Ms. Lin is willing to sell the copyright, Hongsheng intends to mass-produce several works, which will satisfy more glass lovers. "Although the other party didn't respond, Yang Qi had confirmed her identity, and he continued talking, even though Lin Hong always closed his eyes and ignored him. "Please rest assured that my so-called mass production is definitely not a rough copy. Hongsheng's Suzhou factory has the most complete technicians and equipment, and strict quality control. Even the mass-produced products of the production line will be fine art..." He Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted. "Sister Hong is asleep." The assistant Zhang Yunru who came in said. "She didn't listen to a single word you just said." Her eyes could not help but look at the strange man at close range. This man is not only tall, but also very handsome and handsome. Unfortunately, Sister Hong seems to regard him as an invisible person. "Asleep?" Yang Qi looked at Lin Hong who seemed to be meditating in amazement. Although she was sitting on the chair, she did not support her head with her hands, and her hands were still lightly placed on the sides of the work. Can you fall asleep in this position? And fell into a deep sleep in an instant? For the first time in his life, he was completely ignored by a woman, which made him feel uncomfortable. "Sister Hong has not closed her eyes for three days and three nights. As long as she concentrates, it is normal for her to stay awake for four days. But once she relaxes, she can fall into a deep sleep within three seconds in any position." Zhang Yunru explained that she was also attracted by Hong at the beginning. I was frightened by my sister's miraculous skills. "Then when will she wake up?" Yang Qi frowned lightly. After spending more than two hours here, is he going to return without success? "It's hard to say. It may be a day or two, or it may be suddenly awakened by inspiration in a dream, and the next second it will open its eyes." Zhang Yunru gave the handsome guy an apologetic look, but intuitively believed that sister Hong would sleep for at least a day and a night. "Also, General Manager Yan, Sister Hong has already rejected Hongsheng's proposal." It was rare for the other party's general manager to come out in person with full sincerity, but she could only tactfully tell the cruel truth. "It's okay, I'll come back tomorrow." He waved his hand, believing that as long as he came forward in person, nothing would go wrong. At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Yang Qi went to Chiyan Liuli Workshop again. The door was still open. He walked in, walked through the messy and barren front yard, and stepped into the studio, but he couldn't see anyone. Just as he was wondering, he turned around, but was startled by the woman standing behind him. This time she was holding not a long blowpipe, but a long broom. "You, come here and help me." Lin Hong directly took his arm and hurried to the right rear of the yard. With an inexplicable expression on his face, he could only be forcibly dragged away by her. "You squat here, and I'll give you this broom." Lin Hong handed him the broom and motioned him to squat by the ditch. "What?" Yang Qi's eyes widened, astonished. What exactly is this woman trying to do? "There is an injured cat hiding in it, if you don't catch it out for treatment, it will soon be braided." She stepped on the covered gutter cover, stepped lightly in the middle to point out the cat's location, and hurried to the other end Uncovered hole, bending and kneeling on the weeds, poking his head into the ditch, poking in with a paper bowl containing fish in one hand. "Mimi, come here quickly, I'll give you some fish, you'll die if you hide there." Facing the cat, she called softly. This scene made Yang Qi standing at the other end feel even more weird. That woman with rough movements and strong words could actually make a soft and sweet voice at this moment. "Hey! Don't stand there in a daze, hurry up and drive it over with a broom!" She raised her head from the gutter hole, her tone of voice and attitude towards him were completely different. "I..." Yang Qi frowned. He was dressed in a high-end suit. How could he follow her example by squatting on the weeds and muddy ground and probing into the ditch to chase cats. "Forget it! I'm coming, you just block it and don't let it escape." Lin Hong stood up and walked towards him, grabbed the broom in his hand, returned to the other end, and squatted down. "Mimi, I didn't mean to hurt you, come out quickly." She dipped the broom into the gutter, intending to drive the cat out of it. The cat was frightened, and ran out from the other side, and jumped onto Yang Qi, who was half bent and standing at the entrance of the cave watching. "Ah!" Unexpectedly, the cat would jump directly on him, and a paw brushed against his cheek, so he instinctively stretched out his hand to catch the cat. Lin Hong immediately ran to him, reached out and hugged the cat in his hand. "Damn it! It scratched my face." Yang Qi was slightly annoyed, he no longer wanted to save the cat, and only wanted to fix the abominable animal that made him "beautiful". "Fortunately, it was just scratched by paws, not bitten by teeth, and no tetanus is needed." Lin Hong caught the cat with one hand, and reached for his cheek with the other hand, and wiped away a trace of blood on his left cheek with his index finger. No fuss. "You...don't your hand hurt?" Seeing the cat she was holding in her left hand struggling angrily, biting the back of her hand, the bright red blood oozing out made him forget to care about his scar for a moment. "It will hurt, but its leg injury should be even more painful." She didn't care about the pain on the back of her hand at all, only worried that the wound on the cat's front leg injured by the trap was about to fester. Two days ago, she found an injured stray cat in the yard, but she couldn't find it later. Today, she found it hiding in the ditch. She was afraid to drive it out, and it ran away with a limp, so she had to find someone to help. Containment. "Be good Mimi, I'll take you to see a doctor." Not only was she not angry with the unfriendly wild cat that attacked her, she even gently stroked its head to comfort it. Ignoring the man standing aside, Lin Hong walked out of the yard with the cat in her arms and was about to call a taxi when a male apprentice drove back. "Take me to the veterinary hospital." She rushed directly to the front of the car, causing the other party to slam on the brakes. Before she could respond, she opened the door and got in the car. Not far away, Yang Qi watched the car in front of him quickly turn around and then drive away with a look of astonishment. Originally, he came to visit Lin Hong officially for the second time, but in the end, he only surrounded a stray cat for her and returned without success. Once again, Yang Qi, who was ignored by Lin Hong, had strange thoughts about her. He stretched out his hand to lightly touch the claw mark on his cheek, recalling the tenderness of her fingertips just now, he couldn't help but startled. What kind of woman is she?