I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

"What is this?" Lin Qingqian took it in doubt.

Things have basically been arranged, and Li Zimu is also a big heart who doesn't care about online comments. Logically, there will be nothing important.

"Ah, this is Qingyue's dress style," Li Zimu narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Look at it, pay attention."

The tips of Song Qingyue's ears turned red instantly, and he subconsciously wanted to button up the buttons on his neck tightly.

"I'm paying attention, okay?" Lin Qingqian took it indifferently.

She tried her best to control her desire, and there were basically no traces left on the child's white and tender skin.

On the contrary, it was me, last night when the child who was reincarnated by a certain rabbit kicked hard a few times, his shoulders still hurt, and his back was scratched several times by the child who was crying with a hoarse voice, stabbing Lala It hurts.

Lin Qingqian looked at the style of the dress and said, "Well, it's not bad." This time the dress was a high-end model from a certain luxury brand, tailor-made for children.

Just looking at it, Lin Qingqian's face slowly stepped down, and she raised the document in her hand, "Can you make a big revision over there?"

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyue leaned his head to look.

Li Zimu was also very curious, "I look pretty good." He sat next to the two of them.

Lin Qingqian pointed to the design on the paper, "Look, the front is too low."

Song Qingyue and Li Zimu's eyes widened. Li Zimu looked at her incredulously, "You call this low?"

Not showing anything, tight and solid, much more conservative than those evening dresses that want to squeeze out the career line, okay?

"Then what height do you think is appropriate?" Song Qingyue asked.

Lin Qingqian turned her head, looked the child up and down, and gestured with her hands, "At least, get this."

The two looked at her hand.

Lin Qingqian's hand stopped at the midline of Song Qingyue's slender neck.

She looked at the surprised eyes of the two, hesitated for a while, and said, "Okay, lower it a bit."

The two looked down, watching Lin Qingqian reluctantly put his hand on the junction of Song Qingyue's neck and collarbone.

"Also, the back is exposed too much!" Lin Qingqian continued to protest, "The skirt is not suitable, can it be changed into trousers?"

Song Qingyue gasped, "Lin Qingqian, I'm going to receive the award, not go swimming, are you asking me to wear a jumpsuit?"

Lin Qingqian knew she was wrong, she fell into the child's arms in despair, covered her face with the document, and whispered in her ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I want to hide you from others."

Song Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled, pinching her face, "Want to learn from Emperor Wu of Han?"

Lin Qingqian didn't know that it was her weird and childish possessiveness that was at work?Reason told her that there was nothing wrong with that dress, but the villain in her heart was clamoring: hide Song Qingyue, hide it tightly, and only show her charm and style to herself.

It was probably because she completely had the child last night that she had so many distracting thoughts.

"Okay, I know I was wrong." She straightened up and put down the document in her hand, "That's it, it's good."

"What about you?" Song Qingyue suddenly thought of Lin Qingqian, "Are you walking the red carpet?"

This was indeed a problem. Lin Qingqian's best actress nomination was inevitable, but she was also one of the organizers.

"You probably won't go," Li Zimu snorted twice, "I didn't go to "The People of Lower Riba" before."

"Let's go, why don't you go?" Lin Qingqian looked calm, "Qingyue walked the red carpet for the first time, of course I want to accompany her."

The non-existent duo of secretaries looked at each other, and they all saw "I'm knocked!" in the eyes of the opposite star.

"What about your skirt?" Song Qing became more excited.

She was looking forward to Lin Qingqian wearing a dress, walking on the red carpet, and murdering Feilin.

Upside down sentient beings, no fuss.

"Ah, I don't wear a skirt," Lin Qingqian laughed as she watched the child, took her hand, and kissed her fingertips lightly, with a tender expression, "I will be your knight, my princess."

Li Zimu turned his head away and let out a loud voice, "Ouch!"

He was glared at by the secretary group.

Song Qingyue stared blankly at the smiling Lin Qingqian, his expression moved slightly, and he raised his hand to touch Lin Qingqian's forehead, "Lin Qingqian, don't be so weird, I'm not used to it."

Lin Qingqian dropped her hand and rolled her huge eyes.

So angry, why are children disgusted every time I talk about love?

"Ah, this is the right style of painting." Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian's blank eyes and let out a sigh of relief, "You should look like this sand sculpture."

"Song Qingyue! You're rebelling!"

The two made a fuss.

The pillow and the doll flew together, and Lin's face was the same color as the fried shrimp.

Li Zimu sat silently next to Zhu Gong, becoming a third person without any sense of existence.

"Lin Qingqian, I was wrong, I was wrong." The child's waist was still sore and weak, Lin Qingqian pushed her down on the sofa with little effort, so she looked at Lin Qingqian pitifully, Acting coquettishly, "Lin Qingqian, it hurts."

Lin's face was fierce, and he squeezed the shoulder of Song, who was instigating trouble.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

Song Qingyue nodded obediently, "Understood." She raised her head slightly, kissed Lin Qingqian's nose, and whispered, "Sister, I was wrong."

Lin Qingqian let go of her resentfully, and rubbed her wrist that was clenched tightly and had a few red marks.

"Ahem," Li Zimu coughed heavily, "Have the internal conflicts been resolved?"

Song Qingyue casually picked up the scattered papers on the table and covered his face. Lin Qingqian picked up the pillow on the sofa and asked nonchalantly, "Is there anything else? If there's nothing else, we'll go back first."

"Wait!" Li Zimu was furious, "I really thought I called you here just to talk about the dress." He was a little more serious, and asked Lin Qingqian, "Are you going to the road show with us?"

He didn't plan on going with Lin Qingqian at first, but seeing how the two of them were blending in each other, he reckoned that calling Lin Qingqian was not out of the question.

Lin Qing frowned slightly, looked at Song Qingyue who was looking at her expectantly, thought for a while, and asked Zhu Gong, "Can you push me a little bit lately?"

After eating dog food for a long time, Zhu Gong, who finally remembered his job, sat upright, and said to Lin Qingqian, "The company is running well recently, except that you may take time to read the weekly report, and there is nothing else to do."

"So you can go?" Li Zimu looked at Lin Qingqian in surprise, a little excited.

Did he really get hit by the grand prize?

Zhu Gong shook his head regretfully, "The forest is running well, but the headquarters is not." She explained to Li Zimu, "Director Lin is in a half-retired state now, and most of the things in front of the stage are handed over to Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin In addition to worrying about the big moves on the forest side, the rest of the company also needs to be taken care of. And," she paused slightly, looking at Lin Qingqian.

Lin Qingqian indicated that she could speak.

Zhu Gong said softly, "Besides, the battle over Xiangjiang has already heated up. It is still unclear whether Xie Wengu or Xie Wenfei will be in power. Director Li, you should also know that Luo Shi is also watching over there."

Jin Shan's voice sounded faintly, "There is another Xie family member here, can we avoid suspicion a little bit?"

Zhu Gong froze, and looked at Lin Qingqian for help.

Lin Qingqian waved her hand, "I haven't regarded you as a thank you family for a long time, be good."

Zhu Gong stretched out his hand to Jin Shan, and Jin Shan skillfully handed over the tablet.Lin Qingqian's intensive itinerary has long been beyond Zhu Gong's memory, "You have two online meetings tomorrow morning, one is the annual summary of the forest, and the other is the general meeting at the headquarters. Let's discuss personnel issues. You can’t push any of them; in the afternoon, Director Lin asked you to rush to S City for a very important meeting; the day after tomorrow, you will meet with Lin’s old partner; a branch company is going to hold a new product release conference. Not very suitable, as the youngest director of the group, you have to attend; you also have to take time to go back to S city to attend the annual meeting of the group headquarters; besides, you have a few scheduled interviews; you were awarded the You may have to go to the capital to register for the honorary title of Jieqing; besides these itineraries, you still have twelve boxes of unread documents and more than 100 New Year greeting cards that need your signature."

Song Qingyue listened to Lin Qingqian's itinerary, with a bit of distress on his brows.

How can President Ba have a lot of time for himself?As for the two days when Lin Qingqian had a little leisure time, she didn't know how many nights she was busy before she made it out.

Li Zimu was dumbfounded, and turned to look at Lin Qingqian, "Do you have to go to all these?"

Lin Qingqian nodded helplessly, "Although I just nod my head in many itineraries, it must be my head that nods; I just sign many documents, but it must be my hand that signs."

She also wanted to call for help.

But the other Lin Dong Lin Zhiyin has happily semi-retired, and he can't be pulled back no matter what.

"Then... what about those New Year greeting cards?" Li Zimu expressed his incomprehension, "Can't they be printed?"

"Ah," Zhu Gong explained, "These more than 100 letters are for the ministers, directors, and partners, and the remaining 3000 letters are printed, and the more than 100 letters are still half of which Mr. Lin picked and cleared."

Li Zimu gave up and waved his hands, "Okay, you can do your work." He muttered, "I shouldn't have expected it."

"However, I can attend the premiere." Lin Qingqian thought for a while, and then finalized the itinerary, "Anyway, the premiere is on the first day of the Lunar New Year. No matter how busy I am, I still have a few days of annual leave."

"Didn't you say you weren't going to the premiere?" Song Qingyue turned to look at Lin Qingqian, grabbed her face, "I haven't been happy for a long time."

The reason Lin Qingqian gave at the time was that the two had too many intimate gestures, which might expose their relationship.

Song Qingyue also didn't want to expose the relationship, so he acquiesced that Lin Qingqian would not go to the premiere.

"It hurts, it hurts." Lin Qingqian held the child's wrist, expressing her grievance, "I just feel that I can't miss such an important moment in your life."

In fact, this is the reason why she chose to walk on the red carpet: this is the first time for a child, such an important experience, I can't miss it.

"I don't want to regret it later." She stroked the child's hair and said softly.

Even the duo of Li Zimu and the secretary who were watching the play were moved by the tenderness and indulgence in Lin Qingqian's eyes, let alone Song Qingyue who faced Lin Qingqian directly?

She loosened her grip on Lin Qingqian's hand slightly, and Lin Qingqian, who was nimble, grabbed her in one bite and bit her lightly for a while.

"Hiss! Lin Qingqian, let go!"

Lin Qingqian ran away at the touch, and shrank to the other side of the sofa in an instant, with a smug smile on her face, "I told you to pinch my face."

Okay, serious Kobayashi can never hold on for more than half a minute.

"Then it's settled," Li Zimu waved his hands tiredly, "You guys go."

He really didn't want to see the tired and crooked two people anymore.

The two also got up, and Lin Qingqian said to Zhu Gong while avoiding Song Qingyue's eye attack, "You and Director Li determine the order of the road show, and try to arrange my itinerary and the road show together."

Jin Shan had gotten used to being Zhu Gong's half-secretary, and recorded Lin Qingqian's instructions on the tablet.

"Yes, Mr. Lin." Zhu Gong bowed slightly.

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When they returned to the room, the two got tired of being together again and collapsed on the bed.

Lin Qingqian held the child in her arms, wrapped her arms around her waist, and rubbed her gently.

"Does it still hurt?" she asked softly.

"A little bit sour," Song Qingyue leaned on Lin Qingqian's hand, playing with her hair, twisting it around her fingers, "Are you going to be busy again later?"

Lin Qingqian thought for a while, "Fortunately, I have pushed everything I could in the past two days, and I have nodded my head on the documents that should be signed. I have to listen to a more important report tonight, but there is no rush .”

"Well," Song Qingyue replied lazily, suddenly exerted force on her waist, turned over, and Lin Qingqian was forced to lie flat on the bed.

She wrapped her legs around Lin Qingqian's waist, put her hands around her neck, rested her head on her collarbone, and quietly listened to Lin Qingqian's steady heartbeat.

After the formal relationship, the atmosphere between the two seems to have changed a bit, and everything seems to be business as usual.

They used to be a sticky couple, but now they prefer to be together.

"Lin Qingqian."

Lin Qingqian supported the child to make herself more comfortable, rubbed her chin on the top of her head, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I want to call you." Song Qingyue smiled. "By the way," Lin Qingqian suddenly remembered something, sat up, let Song Qingyue sit on her lap, and brought the nail clippers, "It's time to cut the nails."

Song Qingyue raised his hand to look at his own - she was not very diligent in repairing on weekdays, but now it was a little stinging.

Lin Qingqian complained and unbuttoned her shirt, and showed Song Qingyue her back with several red marks, "Look, it hurts."

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." Song Qingyue coaxed the aggrieved Lin Qingqian like a child, helped her pull up her clothes, hugged her from behind, and handed her hand to Lin Qingqian, "You help me."

Lin Qingqian tore a piece of paper, put it on the bed, held Song Qingyue's hand, and carefully held the nail clippers.

Song Qingyue was restless, after cutting off one hand, he held Lin Qingqian's hand with his backhand, and his two slender and beautiful hands clasped together.

"It's still a little rough," Lin Qingqian said softly, "I'll polish your nails for you."

A quiet warmth flows between the two.

There was a lot of quarrel on the Internet, but the two parties didn't care about it, enjoying the world of two people.

"Okay, I'll cut it myself later." Lin Qingqian threw the child's hand away with a look of disgust.

"Yes, Boss Lin." The child imitated Zhu Gong's tone and replied with a smile, causing Lin Qingqian to roll his eyes.

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"Boss Lin, there is new progress regarding the power struggle between the two brothers of the Xie family." Lin Qingqian was sitting upright with a wireless earphone on one ear, wearing a business-like shirt and suit on her upper body, facing the computer, listening to the report from a special person.

Fortunately, it was an online meeting, so no one saw Song Qingyue hiding in a corner of the video.

She sat cross-legged on the carpet, resting her head on Lin Qingqian's knee, holding Lin Qingqian's right hand.

The other wireless headset is just over her ear.

Lin Qingqian stroked Song Qingyue's hair with her left hand, stroking her temples little by little, while listening to the report, "Xie Wengu stopped holding back and started to fight back?"

"That's right, Xie Wengu directly visited a few of the offshoots, which meant that he would fight Xie Wenfei together vertically and horizontally... Mr. Lin? Are you listening, Mr. Lin?"

The reporter looked at Lin Qingqian with erratic gaze strangely.

"Well, keep talking." Lin Qingqian reacted, and calmly squeezed Song Qingyue's hand that was drawing circles on her leg.

"Well, Xie Wengu seems to have some expert advice to persuade a few aunts who were originally neutral... Mr. Lin?"

Mr. Lin's complexion didn't seem to be very good, he was a little angry and didn't look like it, as if he was holding his breath.

Song Qingyue's hand didn't stop being mischievous because Lin Qingqian pinched it, but climbed up Lin Qingqian's lower abdomen, reached into his shirt, and touched the lines of Lin Qingqian's abdominal muscles.Lin Qingqian pressed her hand, and she stuck out her tongue at Lin Qingqian.

The reporter was horrified to see Mr. Lin's expression becoming more and more strange and depressing.

Suddenly, another female voice cried out in pain and gasped for air. It was not loud, but it could be heard clearly in the video.

The man complained softly, "Lin Qingqian..."

"Wait for a few minutes." Boss Lin turned off the microphone and camera blankly.

The reporting staff trembled slightly.

Lin Qingqian stood up, lifted the child who was sitting on the ground, put it on the desk, kissed her lips heavily, and rubbed her lips carefully.

"Song Qingyue has learned a lot," Lin Qingqian spat out a few words from her lips, rubbing her waist vigorously, "Does your waist hurt anymore?"

"Well, it hurts a little, but I..." Song Qing trembled more sensitively, and didn't say a word for the rest.She put the bracelet on Lin Qingqian's neck, left Lin Qingqian's lips, looked into her eyes, and smiled like a kitten, "You agreed."

"Tsk," Lin Qingqian pecked Song Qingyue's lips, and then took off her hands, "Go wash up first."

Song Qingyue also knew that Lin Qingqian was doing business and he couldn't go too far, so he obediently agreed.

Lin Qing let out a breath, took a few deep breaths, and sat back behind the desk.

The reporter watched as Lin Qingqian turned on the video again, this time wearing both earphones.She took a sip of water, and seemed to tug at the collar of her shirt a little annoyed.

hiss.

He hurriedly lowered his head.

Don't look at evil, don't look at evil, Mr. Lin must have been bitten by a mosquito on his neck.

Yes, yes, it must be, after all, the mosquitoes in Sichuan and Shu are quite poisonous, so it is understandable that there is such a big red spot.

"Continue," Mr. Lin looked a little anxious, "speed up the progress."

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

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"Check it out, why Xie Wengu took the initiative to attack uncharacteristically, and who gave him advice." Lin Qingqian quietly listened to the entire report and gave instructions.

"Which direction should we start?" The reporter took out a small notebook to record.

Lin Qingqian tapped on the table, thinking, "Let's see if Xie Wengu has visited the prison recently."

"Mr. Lin?"

"Pay attention to his and Xie Wenting's movements."

Combining vertical and horizontal is Xie Wenting's usual method. After all, his own power is inherently insufficient, and taking advantage of the situation to drive away wolves is his most common and best strategy.

Song Qingyue wiped his hair and came out of the bathroom.

"Boss Lin, what else..." The reporter looked up and found that the meeting was suddenly muted again.

Mr. Lin touched it by mistake?It's not like, she seems to be talking to someone.

Song Qingyue sat on the desk, dripping water from the tips of his wet hair into the light gray nightgown, so the light gray was dyed into dark gray.Some didn't drip on the nightgown, but on the rosy skin, sliding down the neckline into the deep valley.

Lin Qing was breathing a little short of breath.

It seemed that overnight last night, the childish youthfulness between Song Qingyue's brows disappeared, and there was a little more charm and charm, and every frown and smile was full of hooks.

At this moment, she was wiping her hair and complaining in a low voice, "Why haven't you finished the meeting yet."

Lin Qingqian has to fly away again tomorrow afternoon. Although she will try her best to arrange the itinerary as consistent as possible, after all, there will be less gatherings and more dispersal.

"Go to bed early." She raised her voice at the end, dangling with the slippers on her toes, then kicked them out, gently touching Lin Qingqian's instep.

Lin Qing took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Hey, wait for me for a few minutes."

She quickly turned on the microphone, and arranged for the next action, "You can intentionally stir up a fight between the two brothers of the Xie family, and Luo Shi will cooperate with us. Pay attention to Xie Wenting, and report immediately if he makes any moves!"

She closed the meeting without waiting for the other party to agree, picked up the clothes and rushed to the bathroom to take a combat shower.

The bathroom was made of frosted glass, and she saw the child squatting at the door and pulling on the door.

A flame surged up in her heart, she opened the door and dragged Song Qingyue into the steaming bathroom.

The light gray nightgown was thrown on the ground, and the water stains stained it dark gray.

The expensive bottles and jars on the sink were rudely swept to the ground, making a ping-pong sound.

His fair skin was stained with a blush.

The marble sink is very cool, but Lin Qingqian is very hot.Song Qingyue looked at himself in the mirror with red eyes and wet corners, and let his thoughts fly.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Qingqian clasped Song Qingyue's waist with one hand, and kissed the snowy skin on her back and the sensitive tailbone.

I can still think about it, it seems that I am not working hard enough.

"Lin Qingqian, I don't want it anymore." Song Qingyue heard his hoarse and crying voice echoing in the narrow space of the bathroom.

"It was you who entangled me again just now." Lin Qingqian gasped, picked up the child with one hand, put it against the wall, and kissed her lips.

Song Qingyue was almost unable to stand up, relying entirely on Lin Qingqian's hands for support, avoiding Lin Qingqian's lips, putting his arms around her neck with his hands, and buried his head in the hollow of her shoulders.

Three or four minutes later, Lin Qingqian felt warmth in her shoulder socket, and the child scratched her back while crying.

Well, luckily the nails were clipped.

Lin Qingqian took Song Qingyue into the bathtub and put the limp child on her body.

The white foam of the shower gel covered the exquisite curves, but the smooth touch of the skin was still there.

"Want to sleep?" The water temperature was just right, which relieved the soreness and aggravated the tiredness at the same time.Double fatigue enveloped Song Qingyue, she leaned on Lin Qingqian's shoulder drowsily, and nodded upon hearing this.

"I don't want to move, help me." Song Qingyue said in a hoarse voice.

Lin Qing smiled lightly and helped her clean up while pecking and kissing her ear.

"Yes, my princess."

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The next day, Lin Qingqian had to catch a plane, but Song Qingyue was still asleep.

Sideways, wrapped in a quilt, curled up slightly, looking weak and pitiful.

Lin Qingqian boiled chicken soup again, warmed it in the kitchen for her, left the bamboo cup to Song Qingyue, and went to S City alone, the headquarters of the Lin Group.

"Come here from Qingyue?" Lin Zhiyin and Lin Qingqian sat in the car, chatting casually.

"En." Lin Qingqian rubbed his brows, feeling a little tired.

Lin Zhiyin looked at her slightly twitching right hand in surprise, and then laughed happily.

I still didn't make a mistake.

"Ahem," she clenched her hands into fists, pressed them to her lips, and coughed twice, waiting for Lin Qing to look over in confusion.

"Although you are young, you still need to be restrained." She said earnestly.

Lin Qing blushed, and forcibly changed the subject, "Mom, the board meeting at three o'clock, it's already two fifty, should I go up first?"

"No rush," Lin Zhiyin looked at his watch, "tell them to wait."

Lin Qingqian was surprised this time - it's not that she has never been to the board meeting, but she usually sits at the end as an ordinary director of the Lin family, and is the first one to arrive at every meeting.

She suddenly thought of something, straightened up and looked at Lin Zhiyin with a sad and indignant expression, "Mom, you can't just leave everything to me like this."

She and Song Qingyue have just entered a new stage of life, and now they are so busy that they can only find time to meet each other. If they really take over the Lin family, why not be too busy?

Lin Zhiyin coughed rascally twice, "Qing Qian, when I was your age, I already officially took charge of the Lin family. See if you also have to..."

Lin Qingqian shook her head frantically.

"Qing Qian, you also know that my health is not very good," Lin Zhiyin began to sell miserably, "It's okay to lose all my hair every day, and I have to work day and night, can you bear it?"

The corners of Lin Qingqian's eyes twitched wildly, "If I don't agree, will you still label me disloyal, filial, and unrighteous?"

Lin Zhiyin praised her, "Awesome."

"Okay," Lin Qingqian nodded helplessly.What Lin Zhiyin had planned long ago, she had no ability to resist.

"But you have to promise me three conditions."

"Tell me." Lin Zhiyin looked at her and smiled.

"First of all, at least after this year is over before the handover, I have to accompany Qingyue. This is her first movie."

"That's no problem, let's talk about it after a year," Lin Zhiyin shrugged, "Originally, the handover should come slowly."

"Second," Lin Qing said sternly, "If I want to spare some time to do something, you have to be the top one when I come back."

Lin Zhiyin looked at her strangely, "What are you going to do?"

"Like a honeymoon." Lin Qingqian gave an example.

"Okay," Lin Zhiyin readily agreed, then shook his head at Lin Qingqian, "Your first two requests are too simple, I can count them out of the three quotas, so let's ask them again."

"No," Lin Qingqian refused, "My third request, you must agree."

"Tell me about your arrangements and secrets." Lin Qingqian looked at Lin Zhiyin with piercing eyes.

Lin Zhiyin was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

"How much do you know now?"

"I more or less guessed a little bit, you can't have no arrangements at all."

Lin Zhiyin shook her head, "I have to discount this request," she pondered for a while, "I will complete the part that you guessed a little bit, and you have to figure out the rest."

"Why?" Lin Qingqian was puzzled, "I won't leak the secret, you don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you," Lin Zhiyin explained, "The reason for this is the same as your marketing method of not telling Qing Yue's fans."

Lin Qing was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "It seems that I am also your pawn?"

"Don't say that, you are not a pawn."

"You are the lead actor."

Lin Qingqian looked at the unpredictable Lin Zhiyin, and a subtle chill crept into her heart.

She still couldn't see through Lin Zhiyin, and she didn't know what plan she was planning.

Will such a scheming fox really stumble and be sent to prison?

Lin Qingqian had 1 unbelievers in her heart.

"Let's go," Lin Zhiyin looked at his watch, "It's three o'clock."

Lin Qingqian came to her senses, opened the car door, and helped Lin Zhiyin get out of the car.

"Mr. Xiao Lin came a little late today?" It's not that there are not many people in this small board of directors, and there are only seven people including Lin Zhiyin and Lin Qingqian.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Lin Zhiyin, drinking tea with a smile and stroking his round belly.

"Jiang Dong, I..." Lin Qingqian greeted with a smile, just about to explain, but was interrupted by Lin Zhiyin who was sitting in the main seat.

"Jiang Sheng," Lin Zhiyin seldom called someone by their name, and he straightened up to look at her in shock, "What's Mr. Xiao Lin?"

Jiang Sheng was at a loss for words for a while, and looked at the other four people for help.

Lin Qingqian also took the opportunity to observe the other people.

Finally, the oldest old man spoke and nodded at Lin Qingqian, "Boss Lin."

The rest of the directors came to their senses together with Jiang Sheng, looked at Lin Qingqian with complex expressions, and said respectfully: "Boss Lin."

It is no longer "President Xiao Lin" who can have multiple meanings, but "President Lin", which means that Lin Zhiyin has officially handed over the power to her.

The old man was originally sitting on Lin Zhiyin's right hand side, but now he got up coughing and walked to Lin Zhiyin's left hand side.

The person who was sitting on the left also got up and sat one seat back.

Lin Qingqian and Lin Zhiyin looked at the old man, Lin Zhiyin frowned slightly, while Lin Qingqian smiled.

"Uncle Song, there's no need to be like this." The old man was the veteran who fought with Lin Tianze back then, and he stood by Lin Zhiyin's side when the Lin family changed drastically, so even Lin Zhiyin had to respectfully call him uncle. , "It's fine for Qingqian to sit in the last seat."

To the right of the main seat is the position of the second in command.Lin Zhiyin originally used the name change to give the several directors in power a disarm, and to build up momentum for Lin Qingqian. At this time, as soon as the old man changed seats, he immediately praised Lin Qingqian, undoubtedly putting her on the fire. .

Lin Qingqian's expression moved slightly, without saying anything, she sat down directly on Lin Zhiyin's right hand.

The old man looked up at her with an approving smile on his face. "good."

He, Song Chaodu, has always been loyal to the Lin family, but it is because the successors of the Lin family are all extremely talented, and the thinking of running the Lin family is also consistent with him, so he deserves his allegiance.

Lin Tianze is like this, Lin Zhiyin is like this, this little girl is also good in movies, even better than Lin Zhiyin.

At least if it was Lin Zhiyin back then, he wouldn't dare to just sit down like this.

"Boss Lin just sit there." Song Chaodu said, "Zhiyin, since you have decided on a successor, we won't say anything." He swept across the other four with a majestic expression, and paused on Jiang Sheng's face for a few seconds , with a warning face, "Everyone is an old man of the Lin family, don't give Lin Boss a face by relying on his own seniority, understand?"

The rest of the directors suddenly said yes.

Lin Zhiyin nodded and didn't say anything else, introducing several directors to Lin Qingqian one by one.

In fact, Lin Qingqian was already very familiar with these people, but these procedures had to be followed.

"Qingqian, this is Song Chaodu, Grandpa Song." Lin Qingqian smiled at the old man, and the old man gave her a kind smile, "Uncle Song, are you from... Xiangjiang?" Lin Zhiyin asked Song Dynasty.

"What kind of Xiangjiang people?" Song Chaodu waved his hand, "I haven't gone back for a long time."

Lin Qingqian saw Lin Zhiyin making a gesture with his hands behind his back, and felt a little doubt in his heart.

"This is Zhou Ying, who is best at tax avoidance."

Lin Qingqian looked at Zhou Ying, who was shrewd and smiling at her, and wrote down the reminder Lin Zhiyin gave herself: A good accountant, the God of Wealth, can basically be trusted.

"This is Qin Yue, Lin's best programmer."

Qin Yue, the veteran who made Lin's Internet company bigger, is not only the best programmer, but also the shrewdest businessman.

Lin Qingqian looked at the kind-faced old man with a sincere smile.

Lin Zhiyin's hand gesture is that this person can be trusted.

"This is Li Bing, Lin's discipline inspection committee." Lin Zhiyin was half joking.

The woman's face was rigid and serious, she nodded slightly as she saw that Lin Qingqian didn't smile at all.

Lin Qingqian's smile was even more sincere: Lin Zhiyin had mentioned this to her before, and he was extremely decent, but without losing his means and flexibility.Although the ranking is behind Qin Yue Zhouying, like Song Chaodu, Lin's Dinghaishenzhen exists.

With her here, many Xiaoxiao will be much more peaceful.

Can you use this sword to clean up the bad atmosphere in the forest?Lin Qingqian's thoughts quickly diverged.

"Jiang Sheng, Lin's..." Before Lin Zhiyin could introduce him, Jiang Sheng laughed and rushed to say, "I'm not as good as the previous few, I just take care of chores." His smile was sincere, like a Maitreya Buddha .

Lin Qingqian glanced at Lin Zhiyin's hand gesture: Yes or not.I suddenly had a bottom in my heart.

The meeting was just a formality. After several directors expressed their support for Lin Qingqian's work, Lin Zhiyin announced the adjournment of the meeting.

"What do you think?" The two sat in Lin Qingqian's office in Lin's.Lin Zhiyin took a sip of tea and asked Lin Qingqian.

"Song Chaodu and Li Bing are the most important and can be trusted completely; Qin Yue is an honest person and can be trusted; Zhou Ying is very capable, and there is no sign of double-mindedness, but his hands may not be clean; Jiang Sheng should be like an adhesive There is nothing special about him, but he is indispensable.”

"Almost," Lin Zhiyin nodded, then shook his head and smiled, "Jiang Sheng has no ambitions, he is a master of Tai Chi, and he is best at fighting with mud, so I say it can be used or not. If you want to stand up, you can use him well." He doesn't have any intention of resisting, maybe he will retire happily."

"No," Lin Qingqian thought for a while, "I not only want to use him, but also reuse him."

A smile of approval appeared on Lin Zhiyin's face.

"Compared to taking away a veteran who stood up for power, wouldn't it be better to have a veteran express absolute loyalty right away?" Lin Qingqian knocked on the table with a smile on her face.

"But, Mom, Song Chaodu, can you really trust him completely?" Lin Qingqian hesitated.

The words of the old monk are still in my ears.

"Be careful with the surname Song."

Lin Zhiyin nodded solemnly, with a bit of emotion on his face, "Uncle Song can be absolutely trusted. If he hadn't taken a clear stand on my side in the upheaval that year, it would have been hard to say the outcome in the end."

"I see." Lin Qingqian nodded.

Lin Zhiyin would not be careless about such an important matter, it seems that the mysterious person surnamed Song has someone else.

"Mom, is there anything else?" Lin Qingqian saw the phone light up, clicked on it, and it was a message from the child.

[Can you make a video? 】

She hurriedly asked Lin Zhiyin, "I'm going to leave first if I have nothing to do?"

Lin Zhiyin's expression was extremely helpless, and he pointed to the file box on the table, "Qingyue's information? There are still [-] boxes here, why don't you work for a while?"

Lin Qingqian grinned, "Mom, please take a look for me."

Anyway, most of the documents should have been signed by Lin Zhiyin, and she was just doing it for him.

Lin Zhiyin pointed to her nose with a smile, and waved his hand, "Go, go, see you