Chapter 18:

After a night of cold rain, the temperature in North City dropped sharply. The yellow leaves that fell on the ground beside the road, only the bare branches were shaking in the wind. The thin sunlight fell on the tree tops, not only did not add warmth, but set off the desolation and desolation.
As if to respond to the changing seasons of this season, at 8 o’clock this morning, Lanchen Department Store issued an official letter to Fancui Jewelry, deciding to terminate cooperation with Fancui Jewelry, and requesting it to withdraw all of its stores in Lanchen within one month. Counter.
This kind of brand retiring will not happen easily in Lanchen. After all, Lanchen Department Store's positioning is "high luxury", and most of the qualified brands stand at the top of the industry. Doing so is tantamount to beating people.
What's more, Lan Chen is making great efforts to enter the cultural market, and even plans to hold an internal seminar on the Dream Island project this afternoon. A few hours before the meeting, without warning, it was enough to squeeze a family two years ago. At the top of the tower, it is incredible to barely enter the Lanchen jewelry brand.
It's like picking up the guy before hitting the Boss and deliberately squeezed an ant to death-other than sacrifice to the sky, it seems that there is no second explanation.
At noon, the Lanchen headquarters plunged directly under the office building in Yuntian, and Zeppelin stopped in the middle of the porch.
The man who had been waiting for the rabbit all morning rushed up at the speed of the 100-meter race. In the early winter, his back was sweating profusely: "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng! I'm Mr. Zhao’s secretary, can you take a few minutes? ..."
The voice stopped abruptly. The four security guards all stepped forward, and Xuxu stretched out their hands to stop them five meters away in front of the Roman pillar.
Cheng Lang got down from the back seat and turned around for a while.
Hope suddenly rose in the man's eyes, but the next moment he saw him just trimming the placket of his suit, and then walked into the revolving door without squinting.
The four security guards returned to their posts.
The man stood alone and dropped his head in despair. After a while, he saw a pair of shiny leather shoes appearing under him.
He raised his head in surprise, recognized Gao Rui, did not dare to go around, and went straight to the subject: "Gao Tezhu, Zhao is on his way back from other provinces, can you be accommodating and arrange for him to meet Xiao Cheng?"
"Mr Xiao Cheng's schedule is full today," Gao Rui smiled. "If you have anything, you can tell me the same now."
"That's it. Regarding the official letter this morning, Mr. Zhao said, if Xiaocheng is always dissatisfied with Miss Zhao's improper words and deeds a few days ago..."
"Secretary Wang, Xiaocheng has never had such a narrow idea. The decision to terminate cooperation has nothing to do with this."
"That's why suddenly..."
"The reason Zhao should be very clear. After all, serious breaches of performance such as false reporting of performance will not go through Zhao's decision."
Secretary Wang stagnated, his eyes flickering, and his head first shook: "No..."

If you don’t have definitive evidence, Lanchen will not issue an official letter. According to the terms of the contract, Van Chui breached the contract first. Even during the contract period, Lanchen has the right to unilaterally terminate the cooperation, not to mention that the contract between the two parties would originally expire next month. Mr. Cheng’s statement of stopping the contract renewal is to give Mr. Zhao the last minute. Mr. Cheng has always pursued good gatherings in the market. I hope Mr. Zhao will also agree with this cooperation concept."
After Gao Rui finished speaking, he nodded to him to signify his farewell. After entering the building, he pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly and let out a sigh of resentment.
Back on the 62nd floor, watching Cheng Lang standing vigorously in front of the precious cloisonné enamel carved cage by the window, teasing his new favorite canary, Gao Rui's resentment was buffed again.
Yesterday, after talking about Xu Qiao’s incident, seeing that Cheng Lang was not moving in his heart, anyway, he was not moved on the surface, Gao Rui blew his ears and said--Miss Xu was blamed by you recently and injured again. You have to make some compensation, right? Even if you don't mean that to her, you must always bear the responsibility, or will it damage your external image and look like you are scumbag?
As a result, the word "slag" may have been used a bit harder, and the wind was accidentally blowing too much—Cheng Lang said it was all right, let's withdraw Fan Cui's counter.
When Gao Rui heard this, it was not impossible.
When Cheng Lang had just returned to China for inspection and investigation, he had judged that the operating conditions of the group's department store business had shown a hollow trend. Later, Li Nianda quietly presented a financial secret account, which really showed that the performance of Lanchen Department Store in the past two years was suspected of being fraudulent.
Two years ago, the group happened to start planning the Dream Island project. This is undoubtedly a whitewash for the smooth promotion of new projects and smoothed the group's serious losses in the department store industry.
But apart from Cheng Lang's cousin Cheng Jun, no one has the ability to cover the sky with one hand.
In other words, it was Lanchen's high-level acquiescence that some counters had falsely reported their performance.
In this case, Cheng Lang did not intend to pursue the brand side excessively. After all, the roots are rotten on the top, and the bottom will not be blamed.
But on the other hand, it is really necessary to hold them accountable. Of course, these famous brands cannot escape responsibility.
It's just that you don't need to worry about this, but Cheng Lang has always been able to beat two birds with one stone but not one. Tore my face with the Zhao family, just for a woman, and looking at it is not cost-effective, then kill the chicken and scream, and make an appetizing bowl of pre-dinner chicken soup for this afternoon’s Dream Island project seminar, in order to refute this 400 billion scale of death Project and subsequent rectification group plus one yard.
So telling the story was a refreshing moment. After tidying up the mess at the crematorium, Gao Rui hurriedly fought all night, but he still hasn’t gotten off.
He walked behind Cheng Lang and said, "Mr. Cheng, I have dismissed Fan Cui's people."
Cheng Lang's gaze retracted from the canary that was facing the glass curtain wall and admiring herself: "It's easy to send outsiders."
Gao Rui was taken aback.
Cheng Lang lifted his chin to show him the phone on the desk.
Gao Rui took a closer look. Good guy, twenty-seven missed calls from Cheng Ye, and countless self-talking text messages.
"Second brother, are you doing a little too much? Zhao Baoxing is my ex-girlfriend anyway. I told others that I will expand the counter for Fan Cui next year. You can't slap me in the face!"
"Well, Xu Qiao is also my ex-girlfriend. If you vent your anger for her, then I wouldn't be able to stop..."
"But one "day" husband and wife hundred days of grace, this is not the same as the one who has not slept. I always have to show the person next to the pillow more affection, right?"
"Second brother, take care of me."
"Oh, of course, if you have to choose one of the two, Xu Qiao looks more to my liking, otherwise, if you don’t agree with Xu Qiao, let her agree to reunite with me, I don’t care about the Zhao family. ,how about it?"
"..." Gao Rui finished these short messages silently with the expression of the Metro Master looking at the phone, and deeply understood the reason why Cheng Lang chose to ignore it.
"What are you going to do?" Gao Rui asked unbearably.
"People still can't be too idle." Cheng Lang said calmly.
"Ok?"
"Grandpa's cruise ship has recently vacated the schedule. Send this kid to the South Pole to circle around, eat, drink and have fun, so that he will not show up in North City until next year."
"I'll let someone do it right away." Gao Rui gave this wise decision a thumbs up "I think it's easy for you to send your own person". After taking a look at the watch, he returned to solemnity, "Mr. Cheng, fight It's about to start."
Cheng Lang curled his lips and smiled, raised his hand and gently plucked the feather of the canary in the cage, and said gently, "I won't let you see the scene. Obediently wait for me here."
Turning around, picking up the suit on the back of the chair and putting it on, meticulously buttoned up the two buttons on the front, and walked out with his foot up.
Outside the office, six male assistants holding black folders in the President's Office were separated by a lane. When Cheng Lang appeared, they rushed up like a stream, and walked behind him towards the end of the aisle.

Until 4 o’clock in the afternoon, Xu Qiao finally got enough sleep to wake up to wash, and when she put the medicine on her scalp, she suddenly gave an initiation, recalling the phone call from Zhu Li at noon, and then realized that she seemed to have slept. What's the big news.
She quickly took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat, ignoring the top few messages from Shi Hua that cared about her health, and directly clicked on Zhu Li's dialog box.
"Majestic! The first-hand gossip from the business world?"
"Let me tell you, Lan Chen sent an official letter to Fan Cui this morning to withdraw the counters, and your Xiao Cheng personally gave instructions! Not the counters of the Guangbei City main store, but all the counters!"
"!"
"Do you know what this means? This is equivalent to retreating! Hey, forget it, you don't understand this, let me tell you this, so many giants around me were shocked, and they couldn't close their chins together and their eyes were protruding. This kind of shock, everyone is guessing that the Zhao family blocked people's money and killed their parents!"
"Honestly, does this matter have something to do with your beauty?"
"?"
Xu Qiao looked down one by one, and there was an exclamation mark next to one question mark above her head. After a long moment, she was blown up like a popping candy in her heart.
Cheng Lang was angry for her?
No way. At the National Exhibition Center before, I didn't see him hate Zhao Baoxing much, and said softly, "I have a good temper, and I'm not too embarrassed to correct someone who is wrong."
But if it weren't for her, how could he just slap the Zhao family at this juncture?
Doesn't make sense!
Isn't "not too embarrassing" not "not embarrassing", this "too" is exactly the foreshadowing of the Zhao family's destiny?
Xu Qiao was meditating, and suddenly heard the phone ringing.
The caller ID showed an unfamiliar landline number, which looked like a sales call like "are you interested in learning about the real estate in the west of the city".
At the moment, she was full of excitement thoughts of "Zhao Baoxing is over", and she just wanted to walk around the room alive and well. She didn't have the time to take care of this kind of commercial greeting, and she hung up.
As soon as I hung up, the call came in again.
Just hanging up, ringing, hanging up, ringing, the other party seemed to have known that she was extremely good at blackout, so she didn't even give her time for operation.
Xu Qiao laughed angrily, answered the phone irritably, and uttered something out of his head: "I am a country bun, I have no money, and I can't afford to eat. I can only work at toll booths every day. I have no interest in your real estate, shops and offices!"
There was dead silence on the phone.
At first glance, I was suppressed.
Xu Qiao was about to hang up gracefully, and suddenly heard a heavy male voice from the receiver: "Do you need me to order a meal?"
She was so startled that she almost let out a cold hiccup, looked at the caller ID again, and felt it shouldn't, and asked, "Who are you?"
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a forbearing sentence came: "It seems that Miss Xu is really not familiar with me."
"..."
It was confirmed now that it was Cheng Lang's voice, with the kind of tone that was standard when the superior was angry—"You are awesome".
Xu Qiao originally wanted to go back, but she just learned that Cheng Lang did a good thing today. She was in a beautiful mood at the moment, so her tone was slightly softened: "Who told you to call me with this strange number..."
Through the beautification of electromagnetic waves, this soft female voice seemed to have a somewhat coquettish taste.
It's a pity that the audience on the other end of the phone didn't use it at this moment, and said indifferently: "It's not surprising that you can't get through Miss Xu's noble mobile phone.
Xu Qiao remembered that yesterday she blacked Cheng Lang.
She cleared her throat: "Oh, why are you calling me?"
"I will pass by Audleyden in an hour. If you are in the hotel, we will talk about Li Nianda."