The rich and powerful: The story of the counterattack of the house girl

Chapter 9
Lai Xiaocai stretched out her head curiously and just wanted to take a peek outside the glass window, but happened to see Director Zhang leading the customers in this direction. Alone?It turned out that there was only one person, but he was followed by a large group of escorts, surrounded by three floors inside and outside. What a grandeur, isn't it?Just when Lai Xiaocai was about to stand on tiptoe to take a closer look, she found that several female colleagues at the front desk seemed to be staring at the figure with crazy faces, and Lai Xiaocai suddenly found a trace of familiarity in the tall and straight figure. Feeling shocked for a moment, she stood up subconsciously in an instant, turned her head and prepared to run towards the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, Director Zhang's shrill voice came in from the outside, introducing: "Master Ling, this is the art team of our company."

Lai Xiaocai froze in place for a moment, and didn't dare to turn around for a long time, only to hear the footsteps of a group of people in the gate behind them pouring into the small room of their office, and it seemed noisy for a while.

"Xiaocai, what are you doing standing at the door?" Director Zhang's voice came from behind.

"I, I want to go to the bathroom," Lai Xiaocai replied vaguely.

"Don't choose when? You don't understand any rules, go back to your seat." Director Zhang ordered.

Only then did Lai Xiaocai hang her head helplessly, turned around and returned to her seat in despair. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Ling Xi who was standing opposite and snickered. Today he was wearing a pair of straight black suits, he should have been a little more composed , but the blue striped floral shirt inside was spread lazily and casually, revealing the bohemian feeling in his bones.

Sure enough, no matter how he dressed, this guy still looked like a playboy.

Afterwards, Director Zhang introduced to Ling Xi with a smile: "This is the art department of our company. The product posters, packaging design, and store exhibitions on weekdays all come from here." After speaking, he stepped forward to introduce : "This is our art director XXX, this is our main designer XXX, designer XXX"

Unexpectedly, when she got to Lai Xiaocai's position, she stopped and didn't introduce any more, causing Lai Xiaocai to stand up in embarrassment, only nodded and saluted, and then hurriedly buried her head under the desk compartment.

People like them in the workplace really talk about people and talk about people.

I thought they would leave after the introduction, but I didn't expect that guy Ling Xi to die and suddenly stopped his eyes on Lai Xiaocai, and then said to Director Zhang: "I heard that your company is also good at a kind of 'translation'. Sugar cake', the shape of the cake is very beautiful."

Director Zhang was slightly stunned, and then explained: "I didn't expect that the young master is also very interested in the baking industry. Yes, this kind of production technology is imported from the United States, and only our family has it in Shanghai. It was in the bakery industry two days ago. The one customized in your company's hotel is this kind of 'fondant cake', if you are interested, I can take you to the factory to watch the production process if you have time..."

Unexpectedly, when Director Zhang was explaining seriously, Ling Xi didn't listen carefully, but casually touched Lai Xiaocai's place, picked up the figure of "Sweet Cheese Cat" on her desk, and played with it. Then he said by the way: "Oh, I just heard that this 'fondant cake' is quite malleable, it is said that it can make various crafts that are comparable to works of art, so can it be made into shapes like handmade ones?"

Director Zhang's expression froze under the frame of the mirror, and he asked in confusion, "Manufactured? That's it?"

Sure enough, no matter how powerful the director is, there is still an age gap.

"A figure refers to a resin model painted with a human figure." Lai Xiaocai explained in a low voice with her head down. (No way, who told me I was a dead house).

It is estimated that even if Lai Xiaocai explained it in this way, Director Zhang still didn't understand it, but she smiled skillfully: "Our cake chef is second to none in Shanghai, and any shape can be exquisitely interpreted, so you don't have to worry about it. .”

"That's it." Ling Xi nodded, propped one hand in front of Lai Xiaocai's table corner, and took the opportunity to blink his pretty eyebrows and shot her a moderate electric shock. In an instant, Lai Xiaocai's body was covered with goosebumps. He floated up, and hurriedly lowered his head with a blushing face.

Director Zhang seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere, and immediately urged: "Okay, Master Ling, let's go to the next group to visit now."

"OK." Ling Xi reluctantly put down Tiantian Cheese Mao, then glanced at Lai Xiaocai, and then followed the team out of the office.

In an instant, Lai Xiaocai's tense body finally relaxed; this bastard, why did he come to his company so early in the morning?
She had a premonition that something was going to happen.

As it turns out,

More than an hour later, Director Zhang called Lai Xiaocai to the small conference room, saying that he was going to hold some kind of meeting.

It's strange, I usually don't have a newcomer to come to any meetings, but when I opened the glass door, I saw Ling Xi sitting in front of the swivel chair and staring at her with great interest.

What should come, after all, can't be avoided.

Lai Xiaocai took a deep breath, calmed down, and finally went in and sat down. He honestly took out his notebook and ballpoint pen, cleared his throat, and said, "Master Ling, what do you want?"

I wanted to try my best to suppress my inner emotions, but how did I know that his naked eyes glanced back and forth on Lai Xiaocai's body, as if she had no clothes on, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore, and "slapped" the notebook forcefully Spread it out at once, and repeated with a bright voice: "Master Ling?"

Unexpectedly, he propped his hands in front of the glass table and said desperately: "Why did you leave without saying a word yesterday morning? We haven't even exchanged cell phone numbers yet."

With a "swipe", Lai Xiaocai felt the blood rushing to my forehead again, and shouted angrily and annoyed: "It's time for a meeting! Please talk about work!"

He pouted and clicked helplessly: "Okay." Then he played with his fingers while hanging down his eyes, and said nonchalantly: "Actually, I want to tell you that you will come to my place on business from tomorrow onwards." a month."

"Why?!" Lai Xiaocai suddenly stood up from her seat.

"Because it's my birthday next month."

"What does your birthday matter to me!"

He pursed his lips: "Tsk tsk, it's actually like this. I'm very interested in your fondant cake. I plan to order a fondant cake from you for my birthday party next month. Then I heard that the shape of this cake can be I designed and customized it myself, so I wanted to make a special one.” He groped his chin, bowed his head in thought for a while, and then smiled: “I want to customize a Q-version cartoon look that is exclusive to me, what do you think? "

(End of this chapter)