After resigning from Citibank, Zhao Yiyun received offers from various well-known companies and decisively rejected Tianyu Group at the first opportunity.
Why? ! ! This is the largest private industrial group in the country!
In response, Tianyu's new president smiled and announced an acquisition plan.
"How about you, why don't you try another job?" Lu Zhizhuo teased, his eyebrows softened by the alcohol.
Zhao Yiyun believes that he is fully prepared to expand the size of his acquisitions.
Who doesn't love real money? There is no need to treat money like dirt. Thinking of this, Zhao Yiyun showed a decent smile and said, "Please take good care of me in the future."
The man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes widening like the morning mist in the forest.
The high dome cast a dim light, polishing off the sharp edges on his deep features, making him look exactly like the young man in his memory.
"Miss Zhao, welcome to Tianyu Group."
Welcome back to me, Xinxin.
After a successful acquisition:
Mr. Lu would go to the finance department every now and then to inspect the work, which made the accountants panic and thought they were about to lay off employees.
"Mr. Lu, if you care too much about work, it will lead to chaos," Zhao Yiyun said helplessly, "What's more, office romance is not advisable and will affect work."
Why are these words so familiar?
As early as sixteen years old, she still had baby fat on her cheeks, and he was still wearing a Lakers basketball uniform.
At that time, someone who was uneducated obviously spread his hands and said: "Puppy love will affect learning."
He is shooting himself in the foot.
Small theater:
Nine out of ten teachers said that Zhao Yiyun was good-looking, and one said that it would be great if she was my daughter.
Hearing this, Lu Zhizhuo sneered.
On a sleepless night in midsummer, Zhao Yiyun, the top student in the liberal arts class, was circling alone on the playground, stumbling with a basketball in his hands.
Lu Zhizhuo happened to be passing by and couldn't bear it anymore, "Classmate, it's a foul for walking."
Hearing this, Zhao Yiyun's earlobes turned an imperceptible pink color.
The moonlight was sultry, and she was like a hibiscus wrinkled by the moonlight.
He couldn't see clearly, but he knew that under the old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses was a delicate face. As for whether there was any other emotion under the lens, he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it several times.
However, this girl must be different from the rumors.
Cold and rigorous financial director & flamboyant and cunning president
Intention: Love wants the goose to leave a sound, love wants her to leave a mark
