He made great promises all his life, but he couldn't stand it.
Bai Qinghao also knew that Grandpa was a man who said what he said and he was thinking about how to solve this matter.
It is a matter of whether it can successfully take over the Longshi Group. Bai Jingrou will not quit easily. "Cousin, I read in the newspaper that your company is designing a batch of newly-listed clothes and will be put into production soon. Ms. Fang San and I... I and Mrs. Young also spent three hours designing on the spot. For the sake of fairness, only the two of me have finished the design in a monitored single room, and then submitted the work anonymously and let the company's senior executives vote. Whoever wins, the position of the new design director of the clothing department belongs to who."
"This is really very fair." Bai Chongshan nodded, "Qinghao, what's your opinion?"
"I agree." Fang Xinxin answered.
Because she knew that Bai Qinghao would not want his grandfather to turn back.
A ray of promise to win flashed in Bai Jingrou's eyes. How did Fang Xinxin, a college student who had not yet left the society, fight with her company manager who had been in the mall for two or three years?
Huang Zhishu is very confident in her daughter's professional talent in fashion design.
Fang Xinxin will definitely lose. At that time, she lost, not only did she lose the position of the head of the clothing design department, she also lost Madam Bai's face!
Bai Qinghao nodded slightly and recognized it.
Although, he also felt that Xinxin might not win, as long as she agreed, it was equivalent to his promise.
Bai Qinghao accompanied Fang Xinxin for a while, really busy with business, and went to the company.
He thought about disposing of all the backlog of documents at hand, reviewing the items to be reviewed in advance, and spending a honeymoon with Xinxin after the wedding a few days later.
After all, the old man of the Bai family is in his seventies. After practicing Chinese, he returned to the room when he was tired.
Huang Zhishu's mother and children also dispersed.
Fang Xinxin swayed alone in the yard, and suddenly saw an old man with all white hair and a Chinese tunic sitting on a stone stool at the corner, with crutches in his hand.
He is Long Jingyuan, the old chairman of the Long Group.
While she was looking at him, Long Jingyuan also turned his head to look at her. The eyes yellowed by the baptism of the years were first surprised at her stunning beauty, and then politely nodded at her.
For some reason, this strange girl gave Long Jingyuan a sense of familiarity.
"Chairman Long, why are you here?" Fang Xinxin said hello with a smile.
"Do you know me?" Long Jingyuan's gray eyebrows moved.
"I saw your picture on the news." Fang Xinxin said honestly, "You are more kind than you look on the picture."
"Interesting." Long Jingyuan's old face was filled with wrinkled smiles, "Everyone said I was serious, only you said I was kind."
"I just think you are particularly kind and amiable." Fang Xinxin smiled lightly, "Perhaps you think that I want to flatter your status and status, so I say that. Actually, no. I really think so."
"I know you too. You call Fang Xinxin, right?" Long Jingyuan said with a smile.
"I made you laugh." She said helplessly, "There have been a lot of scandals in the Fang family."
Looking at the old man in front of her, she thought he would pass away soon...
Suddenly I felt inexplicable sadness in my heart.
It seemed that he didn't want the old man in front of him to pass away.