lure her into deep

As soon as the news passed, Jiang Zhe responded instantly.

After deciding to meet at a barbecue restaurant near the pedestrian street, Cen Jia put down her phone, got into the cloakroom and started to tidy up.

When I arrived at the place, I found Jiang Yuanyuan was there.

Since the separation of the film and television city, the two have not contacted each other individually.Cen Jia had a gut feeling that her stupid son should have a private relationship with Jiang Yuanyuan, but recently she was troubled by her own marriage problems and had no energy to care about other people's emotional problems.

Now look at the diagonal position where the two are sitting. From her experience, it must be that they are not together yet.

This speed of advancement... is such that dogs shake their heads after hearing it.

Cen Jia secretly cursed, picked a separate place to sit down, and then said to Jiang Yuanyuan: "How is it? You can do well at Lao Feng's place."

Jiang Yuanyuan nodded with a smile on her face: "Well, I have become a full-time employee."

"She is very powerful now." Jiang Zhe added, "A summer dress designed by her independently has been sampled. If the sales volume is good next quarter, it can be upgraded to another level."

Cen Jia was surprised when he heard this: "Can you design independently so soon?"

She has also seen Jiang Yuanyuan's design drawings.It's true that he has talent, but he is not mature enough in many aspects.

There is a big difference between mass-produced garments and private customization.At the very least, the former requires a fairly in-depth understanding of public aesthetics.Once there is a loss, there will be a backlog in batches, not just a few sample clothes.

Jiang Yuanyuan's products have never been polished by the market, but Feng Yiming dared to use them directly.Is the former a genius that she didn't notice, or is the latter a brain-dead person?Or is there some story she doesn't know about?

"No, no..." Jiang Yuanyuan suppressed her face and hurriedly explained, "Mr. Cen, it's not what Jiang Zhe said at all! Our company has a newbie selection competition..."

Anyway, it only needs to be the clothes that will be put on the market in the next quarter after the selection. All designers who have worked for less than two years can participate, including probationary periods and interns.

Contestants upload the design drawings to the designated email address within the specified time.At the end of the process, all works will be anonymous and voted on by all employees, plus reviewed by company executives.Finally, the works of three people were selected and mass-produced as new quarter promotion models.Of course the quantity won't be very large.If the product is unsaleable, the company will bear the loss.If sales are good, the designer will receive dividends based on normal performance.The remaining employees who voted for this work will also receive corresponding rewards from this part of the profits.

This is a means for companies to motivate new people and increase employee interaction.But it is indeed a good opportunity for employees.

When Jiang Yuanyuan joined the company, it happened to be the last two days of submission deadline.However, she had a ready-made drawing on hand, and she worked overnight to revise it and uploaded a copy.

In fact, she was originally ranked fourth.As a result, the second-ranked person was caught cheating on votes and was disqualified, so she was replaced.

The more Jiang Yuanyuan spoke, the more embarrassed she became. She glared at Jiang Zhe who was covering his mouth and snickering, and then said to Cen Jia: "Mr. Cen, please stop laughing at me. This is just a piece of cake dropped from the sky."

Cen Jia didn't think so: "Luck is also a kind of strength, and luck only favors those who are prepared."

After all, it is inseparable from Jiang Yuanyuan's persistence in working hard on weekdays.

But Jiang Yuanyuan was about to cry: "If the clothes don't sell well when they go on the market, then I will be embarrassed..."

"How could it not be sold well?" Jiang Zhe accepted her words with a confident look on his face, "If it hadn't been a hit, I would have been sorry for the dark circles under my eyes because I helped you modify the drawings!"

Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't help but glare at him again: "You are so confident!"

To be honest, although Jiang Zhe was very capable and gave her a lot of advice.But the two of them are really born with different aesthetics and concepts.She swore that if she asked him to help her look at the design drawings in the future, she would gain twenty pounds!
Cen Jia tilted her chin and watched the two of them flirting with each other, feeling a surge of pain in her heart.

See, it’s good to have a like-minded partner.Unlike Zhou Heng, every time I wanted to ask him for advice, he either disliked the neckline being too low or found fault with the back being too exposed.My eyes never look in the right direction, he tui!

Zhou Heng, who was not looking at the right place, was looking at a group of people who were silent.In the end, the middle-aged Chinese doctor wearing glasses, speaking fluent Chinese, bravely opened the surgery: "Mr. Zhou, although there are still two test results that will not come out tomorrow. But according to the current situation, surgery is still needed. The likelihood is higher."

To say that it is more likely is to give a definite answer.

Zhou Heng stared at him for a few seconds: "Dr. Xu, you said before that the probability of it continuing to grow is extremely low."

The man known as Dr. Xu had a hint of embarrassment on his face: "Mr. Zhou, the probability is extremely low and not equal to 0. Medical students rarely know anything absolutely absolutely. After all, the human body is an extremely sophisticated and complex existence."

Zhou Heng frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with his cliché: "So I am the unlucky one, right?"

"Uh..." Dr. Xu choked for a moment.He pushed down the frame on the bridge of his nose, "I'm sorry, the growth rate of the glioma in your skull is indeed beyond my expectation. And judging from the films of the last few examinations, the growth is mainly within this year, and even It’s gotten worse in the last six months. During this period, were you overworked or anything else that could cause it happened?”

Zhou Heng shook his head: "No." After saying that, he thought about it carefully and emphasized again, "I confirm not."

Speaking of which, his life is quite boring.The only change in the past year is having Cen Jia, but what does this have to do with her?
Falling in love can cause brain damage, but it can also promote the growth of brain tumors.

Dr. Xu didn't ask anything else, but turned to talk to other people in the consultation.

Zhou Heng listened to their buzzing voices and felt a little upset unconsciously.He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

The on-site exchange lasted for more than ten minutes before ending.

This time, it was an older white doctor who spoke: "Mr. Zhou, we recommend that you choose surgical treatment."

What he spoke was not Chinese and he had a thick accent.

Zhou Heng took a few seconds to understand what he was talking about.

The man's eyebrows raised with the Chinese character "Chuan": "If treated conservatively, how long can it last?" Even if surgery is needed, it is not now.

Apart from anything else, the feud between Zhou and Cen has not yet been officially settled.

The white doctor shook his head: "It's hard to say. It may last for a long time as it is now, or it may deteriorate rapidly tomorrow."

Dr. Xu also echoed: "The tumor has affected some functional areas. Even if it is not growing, we do not recommend conservative treatment. And...at present, it seems that it is more likely to worsen."

Zhou Heng fell silent.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

It wasn't until the sun outside the window changed its position slightly and a beam of light came in and shone on his eyes that the man narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "If the operation is performed, what are the chances of success?"

There was another moment of silence in the house.

In the end, Dr. Xu gave the answer: "50.00%."

"Ha..." Zhou Heng suddenly laughed.

50.00%...that means life or death, it all depends on God's will.