"Really?" Leng Jianing shrugged and said, "Then you play slowly, I won't accompany you. If the skylight of the morning newspaper opens tomorrow and dad asks, go and explain to him yourself."
After Leng Jianing finished speaking, she left. After taking two steps, she turned back and said, "If I had known that you and Ke'er were over, I would not have called you to tell her that she was here.
If you really care about her, don't push her."
Leng Jianan looked at her calmly: "Are you leaving?"
Leng Jianing curled her lips and left
Ke'er's profile picture flashed below again. Leng Jianan clicked it to see that she was sending the design draft.
Leng Jianan moved the mouse to Ke'er's avatar and clicked to enlarge it.
Smiling like a flower!
He took a deep breath and sent one word: pass
Amidst a burst of cheers, the huge office of Shangpin Design was suddenly empty.
Being given trouble by Leng Jianan all afternoon is not something worth celebrating, but people are like this. As soon as they are relieved, they feel relieved, and everyone is as happy as if they were celebrating a festival.
In front of Huayi Building, all the staff from the graphic design department gathered together
Cui Hao said generously: "Those who want to eat the soup pot raise their hands."
All raised their hands, Cui Hao shook his head and sighed: "I know that no one can save fuel."
Everyone was chatting and laughing as they walked towards a soup pot in the pedestrian street restaurant street. The general manager treated him to a treat.
A road that only allows taxis and cars to pass crosses the pedestrian street. Leng Jianan, who is sitting in a car not far from Huayi Building, can clearly see Ke'er's every move in the crowd.
She was very happy that his embarrassment did not affect her mood at all.
And yet, I was hungry and suffocating, spying on her here? Leng Jianan, what on earth are you doing?
You are crazy. Leng Jianan despised himself in his heart and drove away.
The heat is steaming in the store, eating the soup pot warms your stomach
Cui Hao received the call: "Xiaoya... Well, okay, okay, you take care of your father, okay, I will arrange it."
"Song Ya?" Zeng Jin asked while eating
"Yes." Cui Hao's tone was a little sad, as if he had encountered something difficult. "Her father suddenly suffered a stroke and went to the hospital. He has to take a few days off.
She is the only one who takes care of her father. It’s not like I won’t agree to this kind of thing. It’s just... I’m going to Huanhai Real Estate to bid for a bid tomorrow morning. She’s going to do the briefing.”