Our Glamorous Time

Chapter 70: Taste of One's Own Medicine

In this chaotic battle, other than Li Zhicheng and Lin Qian, the most clear-headed person was most likely the observer, Ning Weikai.

It was a sunny afternoon. He stood in front of the large glass panel in his office, looking at the peaceful city view outside of the window and pondered.

When he first formed an alliance with Li Zhicheng, the exact words of this anti-acquisition battle's commander were, "I will be in charge of building up a wall against the foreign brands in the consumers' heart."

He didn't mention exactly how he was going to do it, and Ning Weikai didn't ask. Because they didn't trust each other fully after all, he did not expect Li Zhicheng to tell him even the most crucial step that determined his company's life and death.

But now thinking back, his strategy was indeed interesting.

Wasn't it? What Li Zhicheng said was against "foreign brands" and not against "DG". Now he had created a market with good and bad products all mixed together and all the foreign brands were mentally blocked by the consumers.

To kill one of them, Li Zhicheng first killed them all.

Thinking about this, Ning Weikai felt slightly uneasy.

He realized he was not good at this kind of creative and unexpected competitive strategy. If he was the person in charge of DG, he couldn't have thought up this plan either.

He raised his coffee and took a sip.

In the future when he staged a comeback, Li Zhicheng would still be a very strong opponent.

Or should he remain his ally, with each of them going their own way. Would it be better than competing?

While he was absorbed in his thoughts, someone was knocking on the door outside.

"Knock knock. Knock knock." It was the steady knocks with a brisk rhythm unique to Lydia.

Ning Weikai put down the coffee and turned around, "Come in."

Since Lydia accidentally walked in when Zhu Hanyu had visited, Ning Weikai prohibited this intern secretary from coming in uninvited like she used to.

The room was naturally brightly lit. Lydia opened the door. She was wearing a black trendy blazer with a light blue mini-skirt; her long legs were slender, and accentuated by her boots. Her face without any makeup was as clean as a girl-next-door's.

Even though Ning Weikai's attitude towards their relationship was still somewhat ambiguous, he hated to admit that every time Lydia walked into his office looking energetic like this, his vision seemed to light up.

She blinked, looking straight into Ning Weikai's peering gaze; she smiled, "Hey. It's past working hours."

Ning Weikai smiled too; standing beside his office desk, he spoke slowly, "Why? Miss, what else do you want to assign to your boss?"

His words were flippant; Lydia responded with a "humph", saying, "I am here to help you relax, to relieve your stress. Tonight I have a friend holding a painting exhibition at Min Wai Street, do you want to go check it out? I will tell you straight up that my friend is kind of poor, so tonight he can only treat us to Sichuan spicy noodles."

Ning Weikai's lips were lightly pressed together. He looked at her from a few steps away.

Sometimes, he couldn't read this girl. She was a good student from a renowned school, but she loved to hang around at pubs and in the streets. She seemed carefree, yet sometimes she would shock you with her cleverness in seeing through things and people.