Chapter 33: Start reading

Today is a working day and there are not many people in the cafe. After drinking her coffee, she got up and went to the bar to buy it. Passing by a table next to her, there was an old man in his fifties. She pointed, first glimpsing that the old man was using an HP notebook, then glimpsing that he was working on a ppt file, but he wouldn't draw a box with a mouse.
Mu Hanxia stopped: "Uncle, do you want me to help you draw?"
The old man looked up and looked at her. It was a very clear face, eyes bright and heavy. He was wearing an old-fashioned mid-town suit with only a shirt inside and a thin build. It seemed that some people would be called uncles in such places. The old man was silent for a few seconds and smiled: "Okay, you help me, thank you."
Mu Hanxia easily helped him draw a few boxes and taught him shortcut keys. Although the old man is old, he is very clever, learns it seriously, and soon masters it.
In fact, Mu Hanxia had an impression on him before that. Because there are not many people in the museum these days, he and she are always at the same time. And an elderly person like him is still very eye-catching in this kind of entrepreneurial cafe. Mu Hanxia also asked the bar brother: "Who is this uncle?" The bar brother lowered his voice and replied, "It seems to be a retired professor of a university, surname Fang, you can call him Lao Fang. He has some research results. , Looking for investment. It ’s strange to look so old at this age.
Mu Hanxia nodded arbitrarily, so today when she saw that he was struggling with ppt, she couldn't help but help.
After helping him, Mu Hanxia returned to her position, and did not care too much, and continued to write her own planning case. She focused on her work and stared at the screen. I don't know how long, suddenly I heard a clear voice behind me: "This grammar is wrong."
Mu Hanxia froze and turned to look at Lao Fang. He did not know when he came behind her, watching the ppt she made. Mu Hanxia followed his gaze, his gaze returned to the screen, his face reddened slightly. Although her high school is good in English, she is at a high school level. The programs that entrepreneurs make are all bilingual. She basically looks at the dictionary and writes.
"Willbriiotheindustry (which has a huge impact on the industry) is not intheindustry." The old man said that fluent and pure spoken language made Mu Hanxia envious.
"Oh, thank you." Mu Hanxia immediately changed over, "I'm dizzy about writing."
Lao Fang's eyes still fell on her screen. After looking at it for a while, she looked a little unexpectedly: "You have analyzed deeply and you have a sharp point of view. Very good."
Mu Hanxia smiled, and was not humble or contorted, but said, "Thank you for your praise."
Lao Fang smiled and asked, "Look at your age, it's twenty-two, three? Which university did you graduate from?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "I haven't attended college."

Two days later it was the weekend. Mu Hanxia got up early in the morning and went to a park near Qingyu Square. There are already some people practicing in the morning. She jogged a little, but she didn't meet anyone she knew, and she felt a little bit sorry.
When she ran for several laps, when she rested by the pool, she saw a thin figure, wearing a satin Taiji suit, playing Tai Chi by the water, who wasn't she?
Mu Hanxia smiled and walked over. I wanted to say hello, but seeing that he closed his eyes, looked attentively, and was gentle and temperamental, but some could not be disturbed. After standing for a while, I followed him and learned to play Tai Chi.
Lao Fang finished a full set of punches, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that there was a girl beside him, who looked like a figure. Not to mention, although the action is jerky, it looks quite spiritual. He wasn't surprised, but instead stood up and asked, "Why are you here?"
Mu Hanxia replied, "Come to exercise. I have been in a cafe recently. I never thought there was such a good place next to me. Lao Fang, do you also take root and live next to the cafe just to find investment?"
Lao Fang smiled and answered, "Hmm. Have breakfast?"
"No."
"Let's eat together."
"Okay."
When the two walked out of the park, there were several restaurants and a stall early. But when Mu Hanxia walked to the door of a store with him, he retreated: "Drink porridge, eat eggs and pickles?"
Lao Fang replied, "Yeah. The porridge in this restaurant is very well cooked. It doesn't have a mess of oil and salt. I often eat here."
But Mu Hanxia's was oil and salt. She thought about it and turned to look at the store with "sour hot and spicy powder" not far away. She said, "If you are not so old-fashioned, you can eat it first, I will go Eat a bowl of hot and sour powder, and then have a bowl of porridge. "
Lao Fang smiled sullenly, shrugging his head, and walked into the shop himself.
Mu Hanxia took the bowl of hot and sour powder, stood by the road, and began to eat.
Lao Fang settled in the store, just picked up chopsticks, looked up and saw her figure. He glanced a little, couldn't stand it anymore, got up and walked out of the shop again.
Mu Hanxia was surprised to see him coming out, "What's wrong, Lao Fang?"
Lao Fang is a well-educated old man, and he said helplessly and gently, "How can you stand on the road to eat? Come with me and sit down and eat."
However, Mu Hanxia did not care for the last bite of flour, then threw the paper bowl into the trash bin next to him, and said, "Then you don't know, we are all in Jiangcheng. I don't have that much time to sit down eat slowly."
Lao Fang looked at her thoughtfully and silently. Finally he nodded: "So it is."

After a few days, Mu Hanxia went to the company, and just after he sat down, he was called in by Lin Mochen.
She didn't look up, but she could feel his gaze and kept her eyes on her face.
After all ... since she refused to eat with him that day, she has been nesting in a cafe, and the two haven't seen each other for three days.
"What are you doing these days?" He asked.
"Your task, Qingyu Cafe."
"What's the gain?"
Mu Hanxia shook her head: "Nothing yet." He looked up at him again: "What do you want me to gain?"
The two eyes finally met. Mu Hanxia looked at his dark eyes, and suddenly felt that the little cold war that day disappeared instantly. And he gazed at her for a while, and smiled suddenly, saying, "You are smart, flexible, kind, decisive, and not lacking in ambition. I sent you to a startup cafe because I thought you might create infinite possibilities for me.
Mu Hanxia stunned. She had followed him for so long, and it was the first time she heard him give such a high evaluation. I thought it wasn't because I wanted to chase her. But she knew very well that Lin Mochen wouldn't chase girls so publicly and privately. If he speaks, it is true.
The throbbing heat of her heart could not calm down. With a faint answer in his mouth, "Oh."
Lin Mochen stared at her reddish face and dodging eyes, but there was a bit of emotion breeding in her heart. Now he knows that this emotion is called pity. He wanted to get her emotion.
Press for a moment, step by step.
He asked again, "What people have you met at the cafe recently?"
Mu Hanxia also calmed her mind and replied, "Most of them are entrepreneurs and there are a few investors, but most of them haven't talked deeply. There are also special people, I'm making friends, and can be honest with each other. However, people may really just be downcast Just old people. "
She was vague, but Lin Mochen chuckled and said, "Don't be silly, you must be clear in your heart."
Mu Hanxia smiled and stopped talking.

The lantern first appeared.
Rao Wei, general manager of the real estate business of Rongyue Group, is meeting in the conference room with several henchmen. This is not a large-scale meeting, but it is the question of Feng Chen.
Although Zhang Yifang also knew the existence of Lin Mochen, but as the chairman of the Ten Billion Group, he would naturally not personally inquire about Feng Chen. Regarding Feng Chen's sniper plan, it naturally fell on Rao Wei, who was responsible for the real estate.
A manager said, "General Rao, it is clear that Feng Chen will aim at three plots a, b, and c next month to participate in the government tender."
Rao Wei has been working hard and steady for more than 30 years. Of course, as an old minister under Zhang Yifang, he also inherited Zhang Yifang's more fierce style. And Zhang Yifang even gave Lin Mochen such a high appraisal to a young man, which also made Rao Wei's heart uncomfortable. It was an unpleasant instinct. He asked, "Is the news reliable?"
"Reliable. The real estate company that Lin Mochen collected was not impenetrable. After a few days, their plans might flow out."
Rao Wei smiled and said, "With their strength, it is impossible to win three plots at the same time. Now, for them, a moderately sized plot with great value-added potential must be their new entrant. Anxious. I guess Lin Mochen's first choice is plot c, followed by b, and finally a. "
"Mr. Rao, you were too accurate! I heard that their bidding direction is like this!"
Rao Wei Shen Shen said with a smile: "If they are really allowed to take up the plot C, then they will be able to gain a firm foothold in the real estate industry in Lin City. All three plots will be won by Rong Yue. Especially the plot C, let As the most important project of this year, the planning department must give me all my energy and invest the best resources. I can't give Lin Mochen any chance! "