The president who wears books is cold

The knock on the door resounded throughout the corridor, Xu Lin got up in a daze, and when he opened the door, he saw the anxious Wang Mian and the always calm Zuo Lin.

It was just getting dark at this time, and the lights in the room were not turned on. Xu Lin looked at the two of them facing the bright lights on the corridor, and said, "What happened? Didn't it mean that I was sick and needed to rest for a few days?"

Wang Mian's expression eased, and he stretched out his hand and said, "What's the matter? Is it still serious?"

Xu Lin sideways avoided his hand and said, "It's okay."

Strictly speaking, he is not really sick, but just weak and confused.

The way of chaos is very strange. Occasionally, when Xu Lin regained his senses, he found himself deeply trapped in this mess and couldn't extricate himself, but most of the time, he felt that he was sober like a bystander, and he could even sort out the chaos. The messy direction.

This situation happened to Xu Lin twice in his life. The first time was when his grandmother passed away, and he suddenly found himself living alone in this world. At that time, he needed time to figure out what he should do next and how to go.

The way of thinking like that is like walking in a dark tunnel that doesn't know where the end is, and he has to wait until he has figured it out before the exit will appear in front of him in an extremely sudden way.

It has been almost a week since Ding Shuyan passed away. During this time, Xu Lin was always thinking about some meaningless things.

Although he knew that such an idea would not solve any problems, he just couldn't get out.

Seeing Xu Lin standing by the door start to be dazed, Zuo Lin simply staggered him into the room, then he turned on the light and said, "You go in first, we have something to say to you."

The matter between Xu Lin and Ding Shuyan caused a lot of trouble. Although the specific reason is not known, it is rumored that Xu Lin did something excessive and forced Ding Shuyan to death.

There was no expression on Xu Lin's face, but his expression looked haggard. Just when Wang Mian didn't know how to speak, Zuo Lin, who had already entered the kitchen to boil a pot of water for himself, sat down beside Xu Lin as if nothing had happened. .

"Do you know the situation of the design office?"

These few days Xu Lin turned off all the communication devices. He just shook his head when he heard what Zuo Lin said.

"Since the day before yesterday, Wang Mian and I have successively received resignation reports from seven designers in the design office. According to general practice, they should submit written applications three months in advance so that we can make preparations in advance. But this time... After finishing speaking, Zuo Lin glanced at Wang Mian, who was on the opposite side with a tense expression, and said, "They handed in the liquidated damages together with the resignation report."

No matter what kind of business you do, knowing people and employing people plays a very important role. Coupled with his own experience in his previous life, Xu Lin was very careful when recruiting people this time.

But no matter how high-spirited that person is, when a series of cruel practical problems are placed in front of him, he has to compromise.

Firstly, Bei Wang has not made any achievements, and secondly, unlike Wang Mian and Zuo Lin in front of him, those people do not already have their own economic foundation.

And according to Xu Lin's personality, when problems occur, he will not dwell on the cause, but the solution to these problems.

"Someone maliciously poached Bei Wang's designer?"

"Perhaps it's more serious than this." After finishing speaking, Zuo Lin looked at him and said, "Beiwang doesn't have any reputation as a source of tourists now. To destroy it is a piece of cake for many big companies."

Hearing the meaning behind his words, Xu Lin asked him back, "What do you want to say?"

"The one targeting Beiwang now is Ding Manyu. Unless you ask your parents for help, we don't have anyone who can defeat Qihua Jewelry behind her."

"Yes! That's what Zuo Lin and I mean! Use your family's Donghe to fight against Qihua, and then we will survive in the cracks!"

Probably wanting to adjust the dull atmosphere in the room at this time, no matter the tone or expression, Wang Mian was a little exaggerated.

But his kindness was not accepted by Xu Lin. After a moment of silence, he said: "I won't ask them for help...or...I can't."

"So those words are also true?"

Seeing Zuo Lin Ruoyou said a word, Xu Lin couldn't help but look at him and said, "What have you heard?"

"I heard that you are not Xie Yuanqiao's biological son, that's why you left Donghe to set up your own design studio."

Xie Yuanqiao, who had made Ding Manting unconscious in that way before, now added himself, Xu Lin shook his head, thinking that no matter what kind of slander he and Xie Yuanqiao would suffer because of this incident, as Ding Manyu, she would probably be happy to see it happen.

"Are you really not Xie Yuanqiao's biological son?!"

As if he couldn't stand the silence in the room, Wang Mian suddenly called out.

Xu Lin nodded and said, "Almost."

"That's right!" After speaking, Wang Mian slapped his thigh hard as if enlightened, and said, "And your name, Xu Lin, you said it was your stage name, but in fact..."

"Wang Mian!"

Probably realizing that the question he just asked touched Xu Lin's privacy too much, he smirked twice before Wang Mian scratched the back of his head and apologized to Xu Lin in a low voice.

"Do you two have any plans?"

Wang Mian's bearded eyes looked dull, Xu Lin smiled and said, "In the current situation, I can't seek help from Xie's family and Donghe. After that, I can only rely on myself for all matters related to looking north." After a pause, he said again: "The qualifications and design level of both of you are beyond the average designer, stay with me... it will probably become very hard in the future."

In fact, the three of them haven't had much communication since the day the design studio was established, and even the monthly routine dinners, there will always be one or two people absent.

But some feelings are so strange, such as seeing friends or smelling the same, even if you don’t say much, the other person can still guess what you are thinking at a glance.

Or is this the so-called partnership?

Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Lin's mouth could not help but slightly rise, but in his heart, he could not help but feel a little regret and loss.

In silence, Xu Lin lit a cigarette for himself, and when he took a deep breath, he put out the cigarette again, thinking that he had been smoking a bit more recently.

"Xu Lin, do you know why Wang Mian and I were willing to be with you?"

Thinking that Wang Mian was still brought here, Xu Lin shook his head.

"No matter how you treat others or your own work, you can be called serious, even hardworking." After finishing speaking, Zuo Lin glanced at Wang Mian, who had put on a serious expression and looked at them, and said, "We two have been studying since we entered the university. I have been obsessed with design since that day..." After finishing speaking, Zuo Lin smiled wryly, and said, "But it's not very good to be like us... So Xu Lin, Wang Mian and I have a proposal."

"You say."

"We are going to take a stake in Beiwang, and Beiwang will be jointly managed and operated by the three of us in the future!"

Hearing Wang Mian yelled this sentence a little excitedly, Xu Lin just laughed.

This is the most useful method at present. It can not only take risks for yourself, but also three people can work together to find a solution when encountering problems.

Although he is somewhat reluctant to look at Beiwang, he is still young now. Even if this Beiwang will disappear due to some unavoidable factors in the future, he will still find a way to re-establish Beiwang.

"Okay, and thank you."

"Great!"

The most excited of the three was Wang Mian.

But he was so excited, Xu Lin felt that it was more because he had completed the task assigned to him by Zuo Lin. As for Zuo Lin, after pushing away Wang Mian who was rushing towards them, he said in a low voice: " Xu Lin, do you know why I want to buy shares?"

Xu Lin shook his head.

"Although your situation is quite special now, I can't stand your way of throwing Beiwang aside and ignoring it."

"sorry."

"Now? Have you made up your mind?"

"Ok?"

Seeing Xu Lin raise his eyebrows, Zuo Lin showed a mocking smile and said, "Sit here with your meaningless worries and wait to die, or go back and work with us to find a way to make Beiwang continue to operate?"

After hearing what he said, Xu Lin finally showed a trace of embarrassment, and after a while, he whispered, "Sorry."

In reality, there are many problems that follow one after another. He really doesn't have much time to hide here and do self-righteous grief.

After thinking this way, Xu Lin only felt that his eyes suddenly became clear.

Ding Manyu leaned against Qihua, and because of her intervention, the interior of Beiwang quickly presented a depressed scene.

Seven of the eleven designers left, and together with their assistants who were responsible for paying their salaries, Beiwang, which was once bustling, is now so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

After discussing with Zuo Lin, Wang Mian and the others, Bei Wang moved out of the downtown area where the rent and utilities were relatively expensive.

But what Ding Manyu did to them was not only these, except letting designers with higher qualifications but lower prices than them maliciously snatch their customers, even the most basic raw materials, no supplier was willing to provide Bei Wang designer.

Malicious competition among peers Xu Lin and Wang Mian have more or less encountered it before, and they have their own ways to deal with such sudden situations.

Purchase raw materials from other cities through online payment, but for those decoration masters, they can only go to the labor market every day to find them.

In addition, the three are also trying their best to advertise for Beiwang.

There was no big or normal promotion channel, so they went to a printing factory to print leaflets and sent students to distribute them on time. Although various law enforcement agencies came to the door from time to time, the soldiers came to cover up the water, and Wang Mian and Zuo Lin is all locals, and has some contacts here, so every time he calculates it is safe and sound.

Three months later, Beiwang, which was supposed to close its doors long ago, was bumped into by those ordinary design studios who dismissed it or bumped into it by mistake, and the potential customers accumulated by Zuo Lin Wangmian through long hours of work were struggling to support him. down.

But it probably won't last long. After hanging up the phone again and rejecting Xie Yuanqiao's offer of help, Xu Lin looked at the night scene outside the window and wondered if it would be better for him to go to Ding Manyu alone?

Stay and look north, as for him, no matter where he goes in this world, it seems that there will be no difference.

"How could he do this?! Why did he quit the entertainment industry?! Why did he go to the United States to study?!"

It was the rush hour for getting off work, and the bus was full of people going home. Hearing such a scream from a little girl, Xu Lin stared out the window in a daze.

"Li Xin! Li Xin! How could you treat me like this?!"

After saying this, the little girl who still couldn't see her was already crying bitterly.

"Virtue!"

"moron!"

Hearing the whispered curses from a few people around him, the corners of Xu Lin's mouth rose slightly, thinking he had already left?

Looking at the advertising board with Li Xin's photo disappearing at a slow speed outside the window, Xu Lin looked down at his palm again.

Hold tight and relax.

It turned out that in the end, he really couldn't catch anything.