In the annoying bass of "bang, bang, bang", time suddenly begins to count miserably in milliseconds.
Two people in the eyes of the twinkling between each other, to the abnormal heartbeat rhythm at the moment thought of a just right reason.
Again, Cheng Lang.
Who in the end is so nervous - Xu Qiao.
Then one looks to the left and the other to the right.
Xu Qiaofei blinked his eyes and tried hard to filter out the image in his mind - the dog man''s face is really hard to pick a thorn. He is rich and looks like a human. No wonder he wants to soak her so confidently.
Cheng Lang forces himself to ignore the existence of his hands and feet, concealing the stiffness of his limbs and the slight tremor of his bones and joints. Bear it, push her away again, and she will send him to the crematorium ahead of time.
The clatter of men''s shoes is from far to near and from near to far.
They were relieved, and finally released from the close to approximate embrace posture.
Unfortunately, as soon as Cheng Lang retreated, he was called "general Lang" and his previous achievements were wasted.
"Is that you? It''s amazing that we''ve come down to such a corner. " Jiang Fangren went to the side of the sports car. He felt that he had seen a familiar figure just now and looked back.
Xu Qiao heard it. This is the young man who called her huluwa at Muse last time!
Cheng Lang put the man behind him, straightened the skirt of his suit, and said, "can you take my sister home, can''t I?"
Jiang Fang suddenly realized that something was wrong with him. Half an hour ago, the man was still concerned about the Xu family. He looked at him suspiciously and said, "hiss, your sister is so shy. Isn''t she surnamed Xu?"
Xu Qiao dodged to the back of the post and stomped silently.
Get to the bottom of it, is it over or not!
Cheng Lang half looks back at her one eye, wave words wave language play cover: "that wench will know shy two words how to write?"
Xu Qiao
"Also, Ho, we always have a good sister in the seawall. How can we just take a ladle?"
Xu Qiao
Cheng Lang closed his eyes. It''s his biggest mistake in decision-making that he didn''t drive this glib out of the car at the first time.
"Drive away in three seconds," he said, pointing to Jiang Fang''s car. "Next year, there is still room for talks between lanchen and Langxin."
Jiang Fang was stunned.
"Three."
"No, what did I say wrong?"
"Two."
"Fuck, really?"
"One."
Jiang let off a smoke, opened the door, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out like a rocket.
Cheng Lang was silent for a moment. As if nothing had happened, he turned to face Xu Qiao and raised his chin to indicate: "let''s go."
Xu Qiao gave him a "Five": "the wave always stops, a good sister of the seawall is sent one by one, I''m really worried that your long night is not enough." Then he nodded to him and turned away.
Cheng Lang watched her walk into the elevator. He looked up at the sky and sighed.
On the surface, some people look bright and romantic, but in fact they don''t have a sister.
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the apartment arranged by Cheng Lang is a medium-sized apartment with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, two bathrooms and one balcony. Because the decoration style is quite official, it really looks like the staff dormitory rather than the "Golden House" in the golden house.
As soon as Xu Qiao came in, she saw a table full of dishes on the dining table in the living room. Most of them were fresh seafood.
The aunt ushered in the steaming dishes: "Miss Yu, I don''t know what you like to eat, so I made all kinds of seafood. Xiao Cheng always said that you are from Nancheng and grew up by the sea, so I prepared more seafood."
Xu Qiao smelled the familiar seafood. She didn''t know if she was hungry or what. Her eyes were a little sour and she stood in the porch.
"Is it not to your taste? Then I''ll try again... "
"No, it''s fine," she interrupted, entering the room. "Auntie, what''s your last name?"
"My last name is Zhou." Aunt Zhou laughed. "If you need anything in the future, please send me at any time. I live near here."
Xu Qiao nodded, washed her hands and went to the table. After a while, she moved her chopsticks.
I don''t know if it''s aunt Zhou''s ingenuity or Cheng Lang''s explanation that a table of seafood is almost a lazy way without her effort. The shrimp has been shelled and the crab meat has been picked up. Even the fish is picked up with chopsticks, and the meat is peeling off.
A while ago in Milan, most of them ate fast food, so it''s hard to avoid that they were not used to it. Now she''s eating authentic Chinese food, and it''s all because of her good heart. Since Xu Qiao''s accident at home, she really has an appetite for the first time.
Just as I thought of Milan, unfortunately, Yu Jin''s call interrupted the dinner.
When Xu Qiao saw the caller ID, her mood was a little complicated.
She didn''t know how to describe the empty feeling in her heart.When her father left, he entrusted Cheng Lang with what was most important to her, as if everyone could be easily "done" by Cheng Lang.
Cheng Lang refuses her when he doesn''t want her, and uses up all means when he wants her. Now she had nothing, and it seemed as if it was all in his mind.
When the phone was almost cut off, Xu Qiao picked it up: "hello."
"Oh, he has a showdown with you?"
Xu Qiao gave a dull answer.
"I''m sorry. No matter how touching his process of persuading me is, I will apologize for my decision. "
"It doesn''t matter." Xu Qiao''s fingers unconsciously painted something on the table, "he''s so powerful, everyone can''t resist."
"Qiao, I know you must be uncomfortable. You can be angry with me."
"No, I''m done with him." Xu Qiao shrugged.
Yu Jin murmured and said, "listen to me for a proposal. In the process of negotiation with him, I left a little heart and shared the shares of the studio with him. I think if you think he bullies you, I can transfer half of my shares to you..."
Xu Qiao was stunned.
"In this way, you are on an equal footing with him. You are the boss of the studio..."
"No way," Xu Qiao interrupted her, "so the studio has nothing to do with you, and I don''t have the financial ability to bear the shares in your hands."
Yu Jin laughed: "without Cheng Lang and you, this studio would not have been put into operation again. For me, it''s just idle. As for the money, you don''t have to worry about it. I''ll transfer the shares to you first and return them to me when you generate income. "
Xu Qiao shook her head: "if you keep an abandoned studio to this day, it means that it is not an idle thing for you, but your original intention to enter the jewelry industry. I''m also a jewelry designer. Although I learned a lot at the beginning, I also know how important the original intention is to an artist. I won''t take this studio away. And for me, since I''ve decided to start over, I can''t go into debt. "
"But you and Cheng Lang..."
"It doesn''t matter," Xu Qiao snorted and regained her vitality. "I won''t be bullied by him."
"So you decided to stay?"
To be honest, Yu Jin didn''t make a decision before this call. From the moment she saw Cheng Lang in the studio, she was dazed and angry.
But after the law firm learned the truth of the contract and heard about tulip''s offer of shares at this moment, she found that things may not be as bad as she thought at first.
Cheng Lang is such a smart businessman. If he doesn''t want to, Yu Jin will never have a chance to put him behind his back.
Therefore, Cheng Lang''s acquiescence in this five-year plan is her intention.
That means, at least, that he didn''t intend to shackle her in the workplace.
In this case, if she turns around and leaves just because he holds half of the shares and gives up the development opportunities offered by the tulip, wouldn''t she be very childish and suffer a lot?
What''s more, Cheng Lang said that he would not stay in the studio for more than three hours a week.
Seven days add up to three hours. What can he do to her?
After a moment''s silence, Xu Qiao nodded: "I''ve made up my mind. I''ll work hard in Berger. Just wait for my first work!"
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when Xu Qiao put down the phone, she thought confidently that she would get up early tomorrow and sign the contract. Then she would become a diligent little bee and go to the studio to buzz.
As a result, the ideal was plump and the reality was bony. The seventeen or eighteen alarm clocks didn''t wake her up. When she woke up naturally, it was past twelve o''clock at noon.
This can''t blame Xu Qiao''s slackness. In fact, China is seven hours faster than Milan. She clutchs her handkerchief all night and tosses around in the soberness of "can''t sleep, not sleepy at all". She doesn''t feel sleepy until six o''clock in the morning.
Xu Qiao sat up sleepily from the bed, picked up her mobile phone and saw that there were no new messages, no missed calls - no one urged her? Isn''t she a new talent with too little sense of existence.
She called Lin Bai and asked her to arrange the car. Then she got up to wash and make up. When she came into the studio, she asked the front desk girl the first thing: "is the boss there?"
The younger sister replied: "the boss is not here, but the boss heard that you have decided to sign the contract and sent an assistant here. The front foot has just arrived."
Xu Qiao nodded and went up to the third floor.
Lin Bai specially waited for her at the stairs and told her, "the assistant boss''s surname is Gao."
Xu Qiaoxin said that she knew Gao Rui. She could not be more familiar with Gao Rui, but she was not easy to say.
Yesterday, she had a detailed understanding of the members of the studio with Yu Jin, and learned that these people were not "subordinates" arranged by Cheng Lang, but serious employees. Some of them were originally working with Yu Jin, and some of them were newly recruited a while ago.
So now she is like a private visit in Weifu, and it''s hard for her to disclose her relationship with a "big man".Ah bah, they don''t matter!
Xu Qiao gives Lin Bai Bi a reassuring gesture. Let her go downstairs, and then walk into the office.
The boss''s chair is empty. Gao Rui doesn''t dare to sit down. As soon as he sees her, he gets up from the sofa and asks her to sign the contract in the boss''s chair.
Xu Qiao looked at the powerful boss chair with disgust: "no, stink." Yesterday, inexorably hangs on. I feel that after I have taken a bath, I still have the lingering smell of wood flavoring.
“……” Gao Rui doesn''t force her, waiting for her to fill in the contract information, and nagging with her, "Xiao Cheng always wants to come and sign the contract with you in person, but there are so many things to do. I''ve been busy all morning today, and I haven''t had dinner yet."
Xu Qiao looked at him: "I didn''t eat it either."
"Oh," said Gao Rui with a guilty expression, "didn''t you ask aunt Zhou to make lunch for you? Aunt Zhou didn''t know your habits. She was afraid to disturb you, so she didn''t come to the door without permission. I''ll order a meal for you now
"What do other people in the studio usually eat?"
"It''s also a meal order. It''s only 20 or 30 yuan a box lunch. The place here is partial, and there are few restaurants nearby. Generally, it''s a group booking in advance."
"Make an exception to order me a meal today, and start to order mine tomorrow."
"The lunch box Are you used to it? "
Xu Qiao curled her lips.
Of course not. But today is different from the past. You can''t be fat. If you don''t have money, you can be rich every day. That she owes Curcuma, all don''t know monkey year horse month ability pay off.
The seafood dinner last night has become the spiritual consolation of her next lunch.
She nodded hard: "I can do it!"
Gao Rui wipes tears for her. She says that what makes people mature is not years, but experiences. She turns around and reports to Cheng Lang.
After signing the contract, Xu Qiao took a few quick meals in her independent office on the second floor and went into the studio to draw a sketch of the tree landscape by the French window.
Today is a sunny day. The room has good lighting and the conditions are more comfortable than Milan. She didn''t start to feel tired. The sun was setting outside.
After painting, there is a Bentley in the tree view. If she remembers correctly, Cheng Lang seems to have a Bentley that is not eye-catching except the excessively high-profile Zeppelin.
At the same time, Lin Bai knocked on the door of the studio: "Miss Yu, leave work early today."
"What''s the matter?" She stopped writing and asked what she felt.
"The boss said to welcome the new year today and take us all to the city for dinner!"
“……” It''s really grounded. Only those people who don''t know Cheng Lang''s real background can give him such fiery words.
As soon as Xu Qiao pulled out his apple muscle, he looked out of the window and saw the man coming down from the back seat of Bentley.
Cheng Lang looks up at her on the second floor.
She got up and gestured to him, seven in one hand and three in the other - it was said that seven days a week would only appear for three hours?
Cheng Lang seems to smile, and gives her a gesture, one hand is a seven, the other hand is a one, which means yesterday, Sunday, today, Monday, the new week starts again.