In fact, everyone has always known the problem of the development of Yicai, but no one has dared to stand up and say that he must solve it, but Qu Yan has now said...

Huang Pingguo said, "Okay, I support Mr. Qu. The company has the potential for progress and development. This time, even if it fails, it is worth a try!"

"Yes, we all support it." For a while, everyone at the meeting agreed to Qu Yan's idea.

However, Qu Yan cast his eyes on Zhong Yunle.

"Zhong Design, in fact, your design is also the core. Now, what is the situation on your side? After all, after the expansion of the scale, if we can't deliver products that satisfy consumers, all this is in vain."

Zhong Yunle was taken aback for a moment, unexpectedly Qu Yan would take the initiative to speak to himself at such an important meeting.

But when he noticed that everyone around him had their eyes on him, he also hurriedly said:

"No problem, the design department can keep up."

"Well, there is another point. If we want to expand production capacity, our first step is to expand the design department. Zhong Design. You are now the largest designer in the company, so you need to ask you for help in interviews with designers. It's hard work." Qu Yan said.

Zhong Yunle was taken aback, then blinked before saying:

"good."

...

End of the meeting.

Zhong Yunle returned to his office, silently took out the resignation letter he had hidden in the drawer, and stuffed it into the shredder.

In fact, during this period of time, he couldn't find any inspiration, and he couldn't make a design that satisfies him. He was already very distressed.

In addition, he also knew before that what he did was annoying Qu Yan, and let her know about his previous silly love debts, which really made him ugly, so he already had what he wanted to leave. impulse.

Unexpectedly, this time Qu Yan came over, but gave him a heavy responsibility...

However, in a meeting, she obviously didn't say anything to retain, but she had already let him decide that she must stay.

Tuk, tuk.

The glass door of the office was knocked, Zhong Yunle looked up, but saw Qu Yan's beautiful figure appear outside his office door.

"It's time to get off work, let's talk." Qu Yan said.

At this time, the paper shredder just finished processing all the shredded paper and made a beep.

Qu Yan glanced down, but looked away calmly, looking only at Zhong Yunle.

No matter what is in the shredder, it doesn't matter anymore.

In fact, she also guessed that if she didn't care about this younger brother, he would leave.

And Zhong Yunle nodded decisively without any reason to refuse her.

In the evening, they sat in a small restaurant.

It is very close to the old building where Qu Yan used to live with her grandmother, and naturally, it is also very close to Zhong Yunle's home.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, the environment here looks so strange." Qu Yan said, eyes also looking at the scenery outside the window.

She is a brilliant color in this restaurant, and passers-by outside the window can't help but look at her beautiful figure.

Zhong Yunle naturally appreciates her beauty at this moment.

He opened his mouth and replied: "President Qu, you have been so well now, there is really no need to come back here."

In fact, Qu Yan invited him to this place today, causing him some accidents.

Qu Yan replied: "When I was poor, I always smelled the fragrance of this restaurant every time I passed by here. In fact, it didn't taste very good here, but it was very fragrant. Maybe it was because of that. I often go hungry."

She talked lightly about the past, with a light tone, as if she was talking about what happened to another person.

No matter how magnificent the waves were in the past, at this moment, they are like faint ripples left after the stones have been submerged in the lake.

Zhong Yunle didn't expect that she would talk about her previous things, and was a little surprised, but said:

"I used to have a bad time."

Before meeting her, he was just a member of the vast crowd, struggling to survive.

"So I will help you at that time. Sometimes I think about it, Yunle, we are both alike," Qu Yan said, pouring himself a cup of tea, and then said, "My dad is dead. , I suddenly understood how you feel."

"What?" Zhong Yunle asked in surprise for a while.