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Song Chaodu walked slowly towards the conference room, holding a thermos cup soaked with goji berry, chrysanthemum and licorice in his hand, and pushed open the door of the conference room.

Lin Qingqian sat on the main seat, got up and greeted with a smile: "Dong Song, you're here." She walked a few steps quickly, holding Song Chaodu's arm, and naturally did not miss the surprise in Song Chaodu's eyes.

"On the first day of the new year, I came early and made some small preparations." Lin Qing answered his doubts with a smile, and glanced at his mobile phone that was upside down on the table, "I have little qualifications, so I don't play Dong Lin to put on airs." That's it."

Song Chaodu smiled and pointed to her nose: "Are you implying that I, an old man, put on airs?"

"How dare I." Lin Qingqian returned to her seat, and handed over a thin red envelope with both hands, "Dong Song, Happy New Year."

Song Chaodu just wanted to refuse, but saw the sharp look in Lin Qingqian's eyes, he was stunned, and took it, feeling a little doubt in his heart, but said with a smile: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

"Why don't you open it and have a look?" Lin Qingqian sat down, resting her chin on her hands, and made a somewhat strange suggestion.

Song Chaodu suddenly understood, and looked at the other four directors.

They each had a similar red envelope, which had already been unsealed.

"Disciplinary Inspection Committee" Li Bing is upright; "Technician" Qin Yue's face is full of blankness; "Accountant" Zhou Ying pursed his lips as if thinking about something, and a trace of concern flashed in his eyes; "Peacemaker" Jiang Sheng touched his bulging belly, with a good-natured smile still on his face.

It seems to be a badass.

Song Chaodu thought to himself, and slowly opened the red envelope.

Inside was a check, made out to an unknown company, but Song Chaodu frowned suddenly.

He is very familiar with the company name, it is his son's company.

"Boss Lin, what do you mean?" Song Chaodu frowned slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Lin Qingqian changed the subject with a smile: "Everyone, why do you think my scheme against the Xie family was successful?"

Jiang Sheng took the lead, with a flattering and smooth smile on his face: "Because you are so skilled that you have no plans to spare."

Lin Qingqian was taken aback, touched the long hair hanging on her shoulders, and pressed the Bluetooth headset hanging on her ear, feeling a little embarrassed.

This Jiang Sheng, the level of flattery is a bit low.

Song Qingyue, who hid in Lin Qingqian's office and watched the meeting room monitoring on her computer screen, covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.

Lin Qingqian couldn't bring Song Qingyue into the meeting room after all, but this kind of "auditing" was within her purview, and there was nothing confidential to discuss today, so it was an exception.

Lin Qingqian clenched his fingers into a fist between his lips, and coughed twice: "Director Jiang, the view of heroic history is not important, we have to analyze it reasonably."

Jiang Sheng wanted to say something, but was forced back by Song Chaodu's warning eyes.

Song Chaodu stared at Lin Qingqian, and said in a low voice, "Because Xie Zhengbang himself is not clean, and you caught Xie Wenfei's weakness again, and killed him with one blow."

Lin Qingqian clapped her palms and said, "That's right," she looked at Song Chaodu with a smile on her face, "As long as someone pinches the key, no matter how powerful the enemy is, it's still a paper tiger."

Song Chaodu shook the paper in his hand, and smiled lightly: "Boss Lin is going to suppress us old people?"

He and Lin Tianze started from scratch, so naturally they will not be innocent. The check is also telling him - I am paying attention to your son.

Lin Qingqian smiled and pretended to be innocent: "How could it be? It's just a New Year's gift, and you will not be Lin's enemy." She slapped her head, "Ah, it's my fault that I didn't make it clear, and you misunderstood."

She took out a document and handed it to Song Chaodu, "Last year, Mr. Lin cooperated with Mr. Song's company. The cooperation was very pleasant, but the final payment was delayed until this year. I found it when I read the report and criticized the person in charge. It's the final payment of the project, I doubled it, even if it's a New Year's gift, I hope Mr. Song will not blame him."

Song Chaodu narrowed his eyes, recalling the expressions of the four people when they entered the door.

Li Bing kept a straight face as usual, and couldn't see any clues; Qin Yue was a bit brainy, and Lin Qingqian probably wouldn't give him anything convoluted; Zhou Ying also had a usual look; Of course, the veteran has no flaws in his expression.

Is it because I think too much?

If it was another person, he would definitely be suspicious, but he had no choice but to have a good first impression of Lin Qingqian, so he nodded and accepted the explanation.

He took a big sip of tea, and used the steaming heat to block the worries and thoughts buried deep in his eyes.

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The child in Lin Qingqian's office held his chin and pursed his lips slightly as he looked at Lin Qingqian who was controlling the audience with a smile on his face.

Bravo.

Lin Qingqian didn't hide it from herself when she made these preparations, she knew all about her plan.

This is a blow to the horse, but it can't completely tear the face off, but it makes Song Chaodu a little more worried.

It's not that Lin Qingqian doesn't trust Song Chaodu, it's because the elder's power is too powerful, and Lin Zhiyin wants to give him some points, let alone Lin Qingqian who just took over the Lin family.

As long as these concerns exist, Song Chaodu will not go too far.

This excess does not refer to doing anything against Lin's interests, but to doing things against Lin Qingqian's interests.

The most taboo thing for a king is to overwhelm the master with great achievements. This was the case in the past, and it is the same now.

Song Qingyue silently thought about the conversation he had with Lin Qingqian.

Still in the process of preparing relevant materials.

"Are your hands...clean?" Song Qingyue played with Lin Qingqian's fingers and leaned against her arms.

Lin Qingqian silently looked at her hands, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice, "Compared to others, it's not bad."

She doesn't need to be greedy, and she doesn't have any problems with her life style, but she can only bite the bullet to meet the unavoidable dirty things and intrigues in the business war.

Sometimes, in order to win, something else must be lost.

Such as morality, such as conscience.

"I see," Song Qingyue didn't say much, but stared blankly at Lin Qingqian's slender and white fingers, "Then... what's your weakness?"

Xie Zhengbang's weakness is Xie Wenfei, Song Chaodu's weakness is his son, what about Lin Qingqian?

She felt that Lin Qingqian broke free from her hand, held her chin, and wrapped her other hand behind her head to prevent her from dodging, and leaned over to kiss her.

In an instant, the whole world was filled with the faint fragrance of Lin Qingqian.

"My weakness is you." The man murmured, rubbing her lips lightly.

Who let out a sigh that was so low that there was no sound?

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"Mr. Li, should this year's rectification start from the third quarter as usual?" Lin Qingqian knocked on the table, looking at the report in her hand.

Song Qingyue woke up from his memories and found that the small board meeting had come to an end.

While regretting a little, he looked at it with interest while holding his chin.

In fact, it mainly depends on Lin Qingqian.

Lin Qingqian is wearing a serious black formal suit today, buttoned up to the top, accessories are also meticulous, and the whole person exudes a sense of abstinence.

It's just the flamboyant thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, which is a little bit out of harmony.

He forced her to wear it.

Song Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled slightly, her face was a little red, but she didn't care.

I was devastated by Lin Qingqian's face, it looked good from any angle.

Lin Qingqian suddenly leaned forward, crossed her hands and fingers, thinking: "Can we advance?"

Li Bing nodded expressionlessly, then shook his head, "You can do it whenever you want, but generally speaking, it doesn't start immediately after the new year."

Lin Qingqian understood, "Let everyone be comfortable after the new year." She pondered for a while, a sharpness flashed in her eyes, "This year may be earlier."

Lin's big company is already seriously ill. Now that she has just taken office and she still has the opportunity to "burn three fires", she wants to rectify it, dismantle the redundant organizations, and persuade some backdoor parties who are dawdling in their lives.

It's just that it's hard to find someone.

Thinking like this in my heart, what came out of my mouth was a firm and ruthless word, with contempt and determination on my brows, "This year, those ignorant people will be a little sad."

A rare smile appeared on Li Bing's face, probably because he had been looking forward to the rectification movement for a long time, "As you wish."

Song Qingyue took a deep breath, and suddenly buried his head in his arms.

Lin Qingqian, who can't stand it, is domineering and abstinent, can't resist it at all.

She crossed her legs slightly, reminding herself that Lin Qingqian was doing business.

A deep sigh escaped from the corner of his lips.

Listening to the sigh coming from the bluetooth headset, Lin Qingqian frowned, indicating that the meeting should be suspended.Pick up the phone and quickly switch from the call interface to WeChat chat.

Lin Qingqian: [What's wrong? 】

Song Qingyue: [Nothing]

Song Qingyue: [I miss you a little bit]

Lin Qingqian laughed: "It's only been a long time since we separated, why did you think about it?"

Song Qingyue: [I miss you]

Lin Qingqian looked at the repeated words, and suddenly realized that her hands were stiff and her face was a little hot. She took a long breath and let it out slowly several times.

Last night, the kids had a great time, but I haven't.

But it seems that the two times yesterday are still less.

She coughed twice, put down her phone, and said to the directors, "Then shall we stop here today?"

Several agenda items have been completed, and there are still some trivial matters that can be done now, or wait for the next board meeting or submit a report directly.

Lin Qingqian obviously didn't want to do it now.

Song Chaodu glanced at the cell phone that suddenly made Lin Qingqian change his mind, but he didn't see anything, but he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

"Let's stop here," he said suddenly, standing up with a smile, "I'm old, and my back hurts after sitting for a long time."

Lin Qingqian hurriedly stood up and supported him, "I'll see you off."

"No need, we can move on." Song Chaodu waved his hand, "Boss Lin probably still has an appointment, so we won't bother you."

Lin Qingqian nodded calmly, "There is something wrong."

Long loose hair covered her slightly red ear tips.

Song Qingyue looked at the directors who left one after another, feeling a little bit regretful.

I won't delay my business.

"No." Lin Qingqian seemed to sense her uneasiness in the upward elevator, and said with a low smile, "I'm not a person who doesn't separate public and private affairs."

Song Qingyue still wanted to speak, but the door was opened.

Lin Qingqian stood at the door, entered, locked it, walked to the window, and drew the curtains tightly - even though the glass is anti-peeping, it's better to be conservative.

Song Qingyue whimpered and buried his head in his arms like an ostrich.

"Why are you hiding, don't you miss me?" Lin Qingqian put his arms around her waist and whispered.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow, at nine o'clock, on time, hum~