It's all girls, what are you afraid of?

Master Zhao Qing found a small red bump on his forehead that hurt so much that the small piece of flesh on his forehead shone brightly. At any rate, it was in the corner, and the hair was carefully hidden, so he couldn't see anything. To be honest, The price of this little red envelope was within Zhao Qingshi's expectation.

Zhao Qingshi's company recently received a big order, which has not been accepted since the company was established. A mobile phone brand that is well-known in the world wants to make a dedicated mobile phone case. It needs three series, twelve sets for each series. Among the many competitors in the Chinese style series, Zhao Qingshi's company did not know what kind of shit luck it was to let them place an order. The company is rumored that the boss used his personal power.

Now the whole company is discussing who their young and wealthy boss is, and no one sees that Zhao Qingshi is so worried that he wants to resign these two days.

boss?It was Master Zhao Qing who said that he didn't use his relationship to receive such a big order and she ate the keyboard, which is still the kind of food that doesn't hiccup. At the beginning, the person said that he wanted to set up a design institute for fun, but there was only one less one who could get it. The designer who made the move, thinking about Zhao Qingshi, came back from studying in Italy, and asked Zhao Qingshi to go to his new company as a design director. The annual salary offered made Zhao Qingshi embarrassed to refuse. He also said that you just help Xiaoxing, it's rare that he wants to be straight, and besides, you just think you have graduated as an intern, so take it easy.

So Zhao Qingshi, who has never rejected his father in his life, came here with a computer. It was less than two years since the company started. There is no one in the company who can draw drawings and discuss models with Zhao Qingshi at the same table.

For such a big project, such an important client, such a tight schedule, the most important thing is that there are so many liquidated damages. Master Zhao Qing has been educated well since he was a child, so that he will not rush to Shen Xingchuan and spit him out with a fresh face.

Teacher Zhao Qing in the office became more and more angry as he thought about it, and dropped the pen on the table with a "snap", and the office area separated by a layer of glass immediately became quiet, and then there was a sound of neat typing on the keyboard.

It's a joke, it's the great god who the boss invited back like a Buddha. His usual vigorous and vigorous style makes people have an elite atmosphere and the impulse to wait for mortals to come and kneel quickly, and the pressure in the office these days is really impressive. Unpredictable, no one wants to get into trouble, so naturally be obedient.

No inspiration!Master Zhao Qing rubbed his forehead, accidentally touched the little red envelope, and immediately burst into tears of pain.

Walking out of the office in a bad mood, the entire office area was clearly silent for a while, as if being hit by acupuncture points. Normally, this kind of silence would only last for three seconds, but at this time, a reminder came from a corner. The little assistant howled heartbreakingly:

"Ahhh!!! She won't answer the phone!! Damn it! Whoever goes to her house kicks her door!!!"

The whole office continued to be strangely quiet for no reason. Zhao Qingshi glanced at the little assistant who was buried in the magazine, wearing big-rimmed glasses, and at this moment, using both hands to lick her dimpled dickhead.

The little assistant slowly poked his head out of the magazine, and at a glance saw everyone's backs that were about to fall on the table, Zhao Qingshi's cold gaze and the corners of his mouth that dropped, and then slowly dived back, pretending to be a dead person.

However, Master Zhao Qing suddenly laughed, followed by the sound of high-heeled shoes walking towards this side. The little assistant recited the Buddha's name in his heart, and the light on his head was blocked by someone.

"Who is so difficult to deal with? Let me do it." Zhao Qingshi took out a document from the assistant's desk, which was the address and phone number of the illustrator.

The little assistant was taken aback for a moment, and immediately forgot to be afraid, stood up in a panic, and shouted at Zhao Qingshide's back.

"Director, that's our boss's friend, illustrator, you,,, take it easy, what I just said just now, don't take it seriously."

Master Zhao Qing walked towards the elevator without looking back.

friend?Shen Xingchuan's friend?If I don't know him yet, I can only know him when he was studying in the United States... He really plans to use his friends to support his company.

Shen Xingchuan's design institute is a big and general concept. The design institute will accept almost anything related to design, and has corresponding talents.

As for illustrations?Zhao Qingshi really didn't know what an illustration could do in the design institute, and since he was Shen Xingchuan's friend, it was so difficult to hand in the manuscript, which inevitably made Zhao Qingshi feel that this was a person who relied on connections for nothing.

"Zhou,,, Zhou?" Zhao Qingshi read the name on the information in the elevator, and then looked at the big titles behind the name. Most of them are from the United States or foreign countries. There are no Chinese ones. They must have been developing in the United States before. .

Master Zhao Qing is very upset now, she urgently needs someone to relieve her anger.

Ten minutes later, Master Zhao Qing came to the door of this apartment named Zhou Zhou, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and heard a crackling sound inside, as if something was falling.

Master Zhao Qing outside the door was stunned, what's the matter? !

The door opened, and an exotic woman who was a head taller than Zhao Qingshi opened the door, wearing gray cotton and linen home clothes, white wide-leg pants, white slippers, half-length short hair, one side was tucked into the ear Finally, while combing scatteredly, a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, with a signature mixed-race face, fair, three-dimensional, deep, and can be very lazy, at this time he is raising his eyebrows impatiently.

Seeing that this mixed-race man with a standard Chinese name was not the editor who urged the manuscript, he immediately changed his expression, tilted his head, and his hair drew an arc along the sharp jaw, and finally fell on the On the slightly pursed lips, the tip of the hair is slightly golden, which is very natural and beautiful.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhou Zhou smiled, as if Master Zhao Qing's blank gaze amused her.

"I'm looking for you." Master Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows, he just thought that such a good guy Shen Xingchuan stayed until today?Either he can't move or he's really talented.

"Reminder? Is it from SD? Or is it from beauty?" Zhou Zhou's complexion is not good, and there are obvious dark circles around his eyes, as if he just took a shower, and his hair is still dripping, but he can't hide the decadent atmosphere all over his body .

"SD." Master Zhao Qing said concisely.

"Ah!" Zhou Zhou rubbed his hair, turned to let Zhou Zhou in, "It was the case that Keven gave me, right? I should have done it. Wait a minute."

Keven is Shen Xingchuan's English name.

I don't know why, seeing such a decadent person made her feel better for no reason, because she felt that there were such people in this world, so it's really great to live like this.

With an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, Zhao Qingshi took advantage of Zhou Zhou to search for things to look at this bachelor apartment. It is very large, well-decorated, and belongs to post-modernism, with a sense of modernity full of metal.

To be honest, Zhou Zhou looks like the very aggressive type, the kind who can be crazy if he wants to.

"Well,,, I said, you sit down and wait a while, I lost that, and make another copy." Zhou Zhou leaned against the door, looking lazily at Master Zhao Qing.

Master Zhao Qing looked at his watch, and it was already five o'clock, so he stood up and wanted to call the person who actually urged the manuscript, because she still needed to go back to work overtime, and decided on the style first.

"No, I'll find someone to come over and wait." As Zhao Qingshi picked up the phone, she didn't understand why she came here, but it was the first time she saw a person like Zhou Zhou. .

"Come on, sit down for a while, I'm going to start cooking, you are the first person to have such a good fortune." Zhou Zhou walked to Zhao Qingshi's side, and because of his height advantage, he pressed her shoulder and let her cook easily. He sat back again, and then bent down to look at her, with a pair of gray eyes looking straight at Zhao Qingshi.

"Don't let me eat alone."

After finishing talking, stretched his waist and walked towards the kitchen. After a while, there was the sound of cutting vegetables.

Zhao Qingshi thought back to those beautiful eyes and the white skin that belonged to the mixed race, which was different from foreigners, and thought that she lived alone, maybe she was really lonely. When eating, Americans also ate together as a family.

When Zhou Zhou came out with two porcelain plates, he saw Zhao Qingshi typing on the sofa with a notebook. It was a little dark, and the light from the notebook screen reflected Zhao Qingshi's face with a kind of attention-grabbing delicacy.

"Come over for dinner."

Master Zhao Qing raised his head, gently closed the notebook, put it in a neat bag, and then put the bag squarely on one end of the sofa before walking to the dining table.

Zhou Zhou smiled slightly, set the fork, and even took two goblets and two glasses of red wine.

Master Zhao Qing sat down, "Thank you."

"Try it." Zhou Zhou smiled and winked at Master Zhao Qing, looking very proud.

Zhao Qingshi looked at the pasta on the plate, even the cauliflower and tomatoes on the plate were very delicate, and there were not many noodles in small balls, which looked delicious under the light.

Master Zhao Qing picked up the fork, rolled it up, and put it in his mouth.

Zhou Zhou on the opposite side stared at Zhao Qingshi's expression with a little nervousness.

"It's delicious," Master Zhao Qing didn't expect that the food made by this pampered person would be so in line with Chinese tastes.

Only then did Zhou Zhou pick up the fork and eat it by himself. His short, scattered hair kept slipping off. Zhou Zhou grabbed the hair on the top of his head with the holster on his wrist. The short standing hair made Zhou Zhou a little more childish.

Master Zhao Qing took a sneak peek at the man who was eating quietly, he was indeed a rare beauty, his fingers were also fair and slender, and the wrist protruding from the loose sleeve was also very beautiful.

Looking at himself again, Master Zhao Qing was so blocked that he couldn't get in.

The author has something to say: Keke, this is the first time I have published an article in Jinjiang, and it is also the first time I have challenged Baihe Xiangwen. If you have any opinions, I hope you don’t carelessly raise them! ! !mwah! !