A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her with amusement, waiting for her next words.

Huo Yan scratched her hair. What was she going to say?

She doesn't know it herself.

"Um, Zhuang Zhoucheng..."

Huo Yan went to pull his dry big hand, but Zhuang Zhoucheng was waiting patiently for her who was in a dilemma.

Huo Yan suddenly said, "Zhuang Zhoucheng, can I hold you in my arms?"

As she spoke, she spread her arms, hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng, and rubbed her face against his chest.

This is how you show pure love for someone, without any impurities.

When she let go of Zhuang Zhoucheng, her face had already turned red, her heart was beating faster, and she turned and ran away.

"Go back, I have to go to work."

Huo Yantou entered the building without looking back and returned to the office with a flushed face.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stood there for a while, then slowly pressed his big hand on his chest where his heart was beating violently.

It turns out this is what it feels like to be loved by your lover.

I am intoxicated.

At this moment, my heart is floating up, feeling warm, numb, itchy and greasy.

Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and got into the car.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's expression was gentle throughout the afternoon, whether he was talking to his assistant or meeting with clients.

Zhuang Zhoucheng made a drastic change in his behavior, which made everyone around him extremely nervous.

What does Big Boss mean?

Li Zhu handed the document to the boss for signature. Zhuang Zhoucheng signed it quickly, then stood up and handed the document back to Li Zhu.

The look in Li Zhu's eyes was as gentle as if he was looking at his own son.

This made Assistant Li panic. His knees felt weak and he wanted to kneel down. He begged secretly: Mr. Zhou, you are my grandfather. What's wrong with you today?

Li Zhu left the office with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Zhou recently..." Li Zhu chatted.

It's not that he is gossiping. As the boss's close assistant, the boss's mood has a direct impact on his work.

Lu Zeng looked at Li Zhu and frowned, "Li Zhu, if you have something to say, just say it."

Li Zhu looked around at everyone, then moved closer to Lu Zeng and asked in a low voice:

"I noticed that Mr. Zhou was acting strangely today. He was very cautious."

Lu Zeng became alert:

"Is there something wrong with the Third Master?"

"The kind that seems to be caused by taking the wrong medicine," Assistant Li glanced at Lu Zeng.

"Do you understand?"

Lu Zeng was stunned. Did he take the wrong medicine?

"I see."

Seeing that Lu Zeng understood, Li Zhu took the information and left.

Lu Zeng was worried, what was going on?

Without caring about anything else, he called Guomu and asked him to come over quickly because the gentleman was not feeling well.

Feeling unwell is a serious matter.

Guo Mu hurried over, Lu Zeng called the internal line, and then entered the office. Zhuang Zhoucheng spread out the pen in his hand, and without asking what they wanted, he spoke first:

"Book a table at Huamei tonight. They'll have Western food. Flowers are a must. Say hello to the Haiyue Hotel and go over there tonight."

Lu Zeng listened and nodded immediately: "Yes, Third Master."

Candlelight dinner, champagne and roses, star-rated hotels...

Is the other party that young lady?

"By the way, the flowers should be blue, with a few pink ones." Zhuang Zhoucheng said again.

Lu Zeng was immediately relieved. There was no doubt that the other party was Huo Yan. Then didn’t his ancestor like Blue Rose?

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes were a little distracted, but after just a second, he came back to his senses and looked at them:

"Is something wrong?"

"Oh, it's time for the Third Master's physical examination again. I came here specifically to say something." Guomu said seriously.

This gentleman has a physical examination every two weeks for the sake of his health.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at the calendar and saw that the first half of the month had just passed.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, go out." Zhuang Zhoucheng replied lightly and then went to work at his desk.

Several people followed and left, with the fruit tree leaning against the white wall:

"There's no cure for this disease. Bring that troublemaker here, and I can cure him."

Can lovesickness be cured by doctors?

"..."

Lu Zeng, Guan Cheng and others looked at the fruit trees.

But if you think about it for a moment, you will understand.

They all felt it wasn't worth it. Their grandfather was getting deeper and deeper into trouble, but that little troublemaker was heartless.

So, the situation is not optimistic.

Huo Yan's job is very simple. He only uses CAD to draw engineering drawings. For people who are familiar with the software, this is not difficult.

Most designers who change their career path are engaged in this.

Huo Yan drew a floor plan of a three-bedroom apartment, which was the task given to her by Engineer Zhang this week.

But she got it done in half an hour.

After finishing the drawing here, the printer outside printed out the drawings. I went out to get the drawings and walked into the department to check if there were any mistakes. I just stood at the door and when I felt it was ok, I turned around and walked towards Engineer Zhang's office.

Chen Hai encountered her outside:

"Oh, it's done?" This surprised him a little.

Chen Hai is in post-production and is not very familiar with painting.

However, in the same department, several other people with the same workload would take at least two days.

Generally speaking, it can be completed in one day, but many details need to be revised repeatedly. A logo, a number, not to mention mistakes, even the font cannot be different. The requirements are quite strict.

Huo Yan is good at paying attention to details, so she can handle the mistakes that others often make with ease.

Chen Hai took a look at Huo Yan's drawings. The plain floor plan actually gave her some meaning.

"Is that a bar in the corner? The design of a small bar in the room is usually seen in British design. It hasn't become popular in mainland China yet. I guess Engineer Zhang will ask you to modify your plan."

Huo Yan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I can change it."

This wasn't a design project, so she wasn't at the point where she would stick to her own ideas and not change a single thing.

"Why are you going?"

As soon as Huo Yan left, Chen Hai pulled her back.

Huo Yan was puzzled: "Show it to Zhang Gong."

Chen Hai pushed Huo Yan back to the department:

"Your internship salary is only 800 yuan, miss! Do you really need to do so much? Listen to me, send it tomorrow." "Is that okay? It's not good..."

Huo Yan was a little timid. Isn't this a sneaky and cunning thing?

"There's nothing wrong with it. If you really want to send it to Engineer Zhang now, how do you want Huang Xin and Xiao Hu in the department to deal with it? They have been drawing engineering drawings for two years and still can't achieve this efficiency. Aren't you slapping them in the face?" Chen Hai said seriously.

Some people don’t play or not, do you say she is naive or stupid?

Everyone in the department was slacking off. Even if she finished drawing a month's worth of drawings in one day, her internship salary would still only be 800 yuan.

For interns, learning is the main thing, and doing things is secondary. Even if you don't do anything, no one will say anything, so don't make things difficult for yourself.

Huo Yan frowned, "This is really not good."

Huo Yan thought about it and decided to send it.