Gem Merchant and Miss Diamond

Lu Qiaowei waited all morning after hearing Jinyan before returning.

When opening the door, Wen Jinyan raised an eyebrow at her, "Is it bored to stay in the office? I'll take you out for a walk."

"It's okay." Lu Qiaowei finished the manuscript and said: "Aren't you in a hurry to design the manuscript? I will design two more pictures for you. You can pick whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you look at them all."

"Don't worry." Wen Jinyan said.

"Why not worry! My eyebrows are burning!" Lu Qiaowei is impatient and can't stand her personality. She always talks about very anxious things lightly, pretending to be relaxed.

She said solemnly: "Who was caught smoking a cigarette by me, and said that he was under a lot of pressure. Isn't the pressure less now?"

"With you by my side, it seems that there is no pressure." Wen Jinyan praised her earnestly: "Who told us to be so powerful, super powerful."

Lu Qiaowei's seriousness immediately couldn't stand it, she couldn't help but "hehe" twice, and gently pushed her, "It's fine if you know it, why should I say it? It made me a little bit shy."

Wen Jinyan took her around in the studio. This is her former personal studio. The annual activities and jewelry show will only start.

There are not many floors, the first floor is the lobby, the second floor is the office and meeting room, and the third floor is the design room, but it is all books.

It's really all books, from the stairs to the interior, the entire wall is covered with books, and there are some hanging pictures of famous paintings and jewelry.

Lu Qiaowei exclaimed.

It would be nice if the designers of their company could buy two copies by themselves.

The books are all categorized, looking at a complete set, some are specifically for jewelry, and there are many designs. Lu Qiaowei is hardworking and easy to learn. I want to take a look at it and say: "I can design here later. ?"

"Of course you can." Wen Jinyan took her to sit down, took two books to her on the wall behind, and said: "These are the master's personal manuscripts, you can enjoy them."

"Why didn't you design it." Lu Qiaowei asked suspiciously.

Wen Jin said: "Because there is no jewelry that can match it, jewelry is rare, and design is rare."

What sets the trend every year is not just how precious the jewel is, and how amazing its design is, they complement each other and achieve each other.

"That's what I said." Lu Qiaowei opened the design draft, "It's even more rare for a designer like me, so, someone should cherish it, no day, cough cough cough----"

"Who is this sb." Wen Jinyan said suspiciously, "Who has so little eyesight and doesn't know how to cherish you?"

Lu Qiaowei was asked, but couldn't answer, and said: "Just suppose, if you dare to throw it someday..."

"No." Wen Jinyan said earnestly, "I will not abandon you, nor will I let go, unless one day suddenly the end of the world."

This woman has a really powerful mouth.

Wen Jinyan pressed his hands against the sofa and stared at her intently, suggesting quite a lot.

No way, no way, who called Lu Qiaowei a good target, she turned sideways, stretched her neck, and found that the height was not enough, so she got up and knelt on the sofa to kiss her.

The lips were blending, and there was a sense of unreality. Since Lu Qiaowei suddenly ran over yesterday, she will still be in a daze after hearing Jinyan. Is she thinking too much? Just like before, it's just a vague fantasy.

I imagined that Lu Qiaowei would walk to the DMD building one day and said arrogantly, "Oh, this is DMD, but that's it."

When she meets Lu Qiaowei, the opening remarks are always the same, "Oh, you just hear the words."

Look down, look down on, even with contempt.

The kiss was a little out of breath, Lu Qiaowei let go and lay back on the sofa and breathed quickly, "Are you going to bite my lips off?"

"No, I want to eat you."

Wen Jinyan walked around and sat next to her with his arm on her shoulder, "How long are you going to stay here."

Tomorrow is Monday, Lu Qiaowei said: "You should wait for your affairs to be finished."

"Then your company..."

"I took leave." Lu Qiaowei said: "I also took annual leave, so I don't have to go back in a hurry, and they don't want me to go back."

Wen Jinyan hugged her and said softly, "Thank you."

"What can I do to thank you?" Lu Qiaowei said, "Although you are very grateful to me and admire me, don't keep talking about it. The relationship between girls and girls should not be so unfamiliar."

Lu Qiaowei didn't know much about love, and she liked to go straight forward. Her courage to move forward was the sweetest promise. She turned over two pages of the book, and she was embarrassed by Wen Jinyan, so she covered the book on her face.

The secretary brought up the chocolate mousse cake. Lu Qiaowei ate it on the side of the sofa. She took a bite to Wen Jinyan, thinking in her heart that Paris is really a romantic city. harmonious.

During the period, Lu Qiaowei sent a message to Qu Qingzhu to ask about the company's situation. She left too suddenly, and the design room was like the main body.

Qu Qingzhu said: "Everyone is very dependent on you, they will ask you when you will come back as soon as you leave."

Lu Qiaowei didn't like everyone's thoughts very much, and she relied on her for everything. Even if she didn't have the confidence to fight, she would be frightened after the quarrel.

She replied: "You tell them directly, I can't protect them all the time, and I don't want to stay there forever."

Lu Qiaowei is open-minded and impulsive, but when making decisions and various life decisions, she will consider carefully. She feels that she is a real ordinary person, and she knows her shortcomings clearly, so she does things. Very vigilant.

It wasn't until she met Wen Jinyan that she felt that her ordinary life had a fork in the road, which made her a little bit unusual, and she was also able to shine.

Anxious and very disturbed.

More is the unsure and low self-esteem that ignited in my heart.

Wen Jinyan held her hand, picked up a book, lay on her lap, and said, "Forgot to ask the legal officer to ask you, what are the design restrictions in the labor contract you signed with the company."

"Oh, this, the company's regulations are relatively simple. We can accept private establishments, and the company will directly take a commission from the middle, but if we accept private jobs, we have to pay compensation to the company."

In other words, Wen Jinyan hired her outside without the company's approval. It was a kind of private work, and she had to accompany the company with liquidated damages.

Lu Qiaowei said, "Hehe, I don't want your money. You can use the design drawings. As long as I don't tell you, then who knows that I am a designer, I don't want to give that garbage company a penny. "

Based on the company's urinary sex, she said that she would come to Paris to cooperate with Wen Jinyan, but the company would definitely not agree to it, so she would get stuck on her, so she asked for leave and ran over. As for whether the company knew what she asked for leave, she didn't bother to guess.

"No. The design must have your name. Your design is yours."

"No." Lu Qiaowei said nonchalantly, "Don't care about it with me, this kind of design is a trivial thing to me."

"Da Meng." Wen Jinyan called her seriously, "Don't you think it is a joy to let your name hang on the show and show it to the world? Why do I feel that you have become a little unconfident. "

"Not confident?" Lu Qiaowei frowned, "I'm that kind of person, I'm excellent, I think you don't understand me at all."

"Understood, I just want you to shine. You can imagine the scene where everyone cheers your name."

Lu Qiaowei imagined that a group of people were holding the number cards and calling her "big fierce" constantly, always feeling strange.

just forget it.

When Wen Jinyan was about to drop her lips, Lu Qiaowei covered her head and called out, "Oh, you are pressing on my hair, hurry up."

Wen Jinyan hurriedly got up, waited for Lu Qiaowei to gather her hair, and lay down on the sofa, Wen Jinyan turned sideways again, "Da Meng, you look so serious, you don't even know to look at me."

"Don't be coquettish, I'm doing learning." Lu Qiaowei responded coldly, and heard Wen Jinyan's muffled sound. She turned her head to hear it and said, "Hey, falling in love really affects people's learning. ."

The two lie down to enjoy this pleasant afternoon in Paris, and the sound of turning the pages of the book passes through their ears, a little loosely romantic.

The day ended very quickly. Lu Qiaowei packed her computer and went to Wen Jinyan's office to retreat. Wen Jinyan would go out to meet the model. In fact, Lu Qiaowei wanted to see it too, but Wen Jinyan was a bit overbearing, as if she would elope with a beautiful woman when she saw a beautiful woman, just not taking her.

It's really upset.

Sitting in the office for a while, someone came and knocked on the door. Lu Qiaowei remembered what Wen Jinyan had said, but she did not open it. I knocked on it several times in succession. Hearing the voice of Wen Jinyan's assistant, he said, "Hello Miss Lu, I'm here to help Mr. Wen come back to fetch things. Could you please open the door."

Lu Qiaowei looked at the phone, and didn't see Wen Jinyan sending a message without replying, but the people outside the door kept knocking as if anxiously.

For a whole afternoon, the office has not been quiet.

When she went back in the evening, Lu Qiaowei told Wen Jinyan about the matter, and Wen Jinyan's face quickly became cold, with a strange expression on her face.

Then she took Lu Qiaowei's hand and went out of the studio. Lu Qiaowei felt that her hostility was a bit heavy, and thought: No, I won't really catch a traitor, these people are too arrogant!

She didn't know exactly how to solve it. Anyway, Wen Jinyan didn't take her to the company the next day and told her to stay at home for a day.

After that, Wen Jinyan would take her to the dinner party.

Wen Jinyan invited the styling team to come over to make styling for Lu Qiaowei. These people are all exclusive stylists of DMD, who do styling for the catwalk models. The main design is a very beautiful French beauty.

She sat next to her, letting the stylist give her makeup, the makeup artist kept talking, and she didn't understand a word.

Lu Qiaowei made a very rigorous expression. No matter what the other party said, she would nod her head, as if she was listening attentively.

After a while, I found the stylist staring at her. Lu Qiaowei thought that she should be asking about styling, and said, "I want it all."

When she stared at each other, Weiwei smiled politely.

A few minutes later, the beauty took a deep breath and asked in slightly slouchy Chinese: "Do you not understand French?"

Lu Qiaowei said heartily: Did you discover this?

Before coming, Lu Qiaowei quickly learned some common words, and Wen Jinyan also taught her two sentences. She replied in simple French, "Yes."

Just so calm.

After that, the stylist used Chinese to communicate with her. When it comes to getting the hair, the stylist goes to toner.

Lu Qiaowei quickly called Wen Jinyan back, "You can teach me a few words of French."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wen Jinyan sat next to her, looking at her shape, a little serious, "Is it too revealing?"

"Quickly, quickly, teach me a few words of French, first, you are awesome!"

"Okay." Wen Jinyan reluctantly retracted his gaze, and said in French: "Jet\'aime."

"Jet\'aime." Lu Qiaowei followed it several times, and then said: "Then how are you really awesome?"

"Jet\'aimetellement!"

Lu Qiaowei learned very quickly, learned in a few strokes, and said strangely: "Wen Jinyan, Jet\'aimetellement!"

Asked her again: "Does aime mean great?"

Wen Jinyan nodded, pressed his ears, and said, "I will listen to you a few more words."

Lu Qiaowei should practice speaking in Wen Jinyan's ear so as not to be embarrassed next time, and let Wen Jinyan correct her pronunciation sentence by sentence.

The stylist wants to dye her hair golden red, the color is too bright, usually Lu Qiaowei would not choose this color for her hair.

But the DMD stylist will definitely not be as casual as Mr. Tony. The craftsmanship is really good. For Lu Qiaowei, he uses matte color lipstick, a black dress, a backless, showing figure, and blonde hair. The whole person's temperament is It came out, with a public personality, and a bit enthusiastic.

Lu Qiaowei took a picture in the mirror and was very satisfied.

The stylist also thought she was pretty and praised her a few words.

Therefore, Lu Qiaowei thanked the stylist earnestly and praised: "Jet\'aime."

The stylist was taken aback by being fluent in French.

Lu Qiaowei continued: "Jet\'aimetellement."

The stylist was completely stupid, and she didn't understand why, Lu Qiaowei suddenly wanted to say this to her so seriously.

Because the first sentence means: I love you

The second sentence is: I love you so much.

You're so serious, isn't it...

The stylist glanced at Wen Jinyan, and then at Lu Qiaowei's still serious expression, she became fluent in Chinese, "This is so surprising to me, is what you said is true?"

"Fake." Wen Jinyan interrupted her, stretched out her hand in front of Lu Qiaowei, blocked her lips, and stopped Lu Qiaowei from speaking, she whispered, "You can't say these words casually."

"Why?" Lu Qiaowei said, "Didn't you teach it?"

After asking, she thought about it.

Suddenly use a serious expression to say ‘you are awesome’ and ‘you are awesome’ to others. When others hear these words, doesn’t it just look like irony?

Wen Jinyan couldn't help teasing her, "Yes, in France, you can't say such things casually. The more serious you are, the more ridiculous you are. People will think you look down on her, but you can tell me, come, say a few more words. ."

Lu Qiaowei lowered her head and sighed and said, "I really suffered an uncultured loss."

She looked at the stylist again, and saw that the stylist looked dazed and panic. It was estimated that she was wondering why she suddenly scolded her.

It's rude to think about it. Lu Qiaowei apologizes earnestly, "Sorry, my French is not good. I didn't mean to scold you just now. I really like the look you made, and I don't mean anything else."

I was afraid that the stylist would not understand, so I asked Wen Jinyan to translate for her, and Wen Jinyan comforted her, "It's okay, you can learn it slowly, and I will teach you a little bit."

Lu Qiaowei was moved to death, and felt Wen Jinyan was so powerful, she couldn't help biting her ears, "Jet\'aime."

"Jet\'aimetellement."

I love you, I really love you!

Over and over again, the stylist was only sour in his heart.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Qiaowei followed Wen Jinyan to the appointment. The gathering among celebrities really had the courtly luxurious feeling of the upper class in the last century.

The retro crystal lamp is sprinkled with the light of drunken gold and gold. Everyone is wearing a new trendy design and wearing expensive gems, one by one, like a nobleman. They don't make loud noises, and they speak decently.

Lu Qiaowei was just stunned for a moment, and continued to follow Wen Jinyan. Wen Jinyan would introduce to her from time to time, who is this person and who is that person.

Some people reported that she wrote every day that she knew the name, some didn't, but she could recognize her status at a glance.

She wasn't all familiar with the people in it. She stood for a while and saw Su Yongqi. Su Yongqi saw her from a distance and raised a cup at her.

Lu Qiaowei returned, took a sip of the red wine, and talked to Wen Jinyan, "Do you know what I regret most now?"

"Huh?" Wen Jinyan looked at her suspiciously, "If you want to go back, I will take you out."

"No, I just regret that I didn't work hard before and didn't make myself stronger." Lu Qiaowei pressed her voice to speak, the desire in her heart quickly fermenting.

Wen Jinyan found a place for her to sit, and then told her over and over again, "Don't talk to strangers, if you have anything to call me." Regardless of whether there is anyone around, he stamped her on her face.

It made Lu Qiaowei very shy, but she quickly smiled and sat quietly in the corner to eat. The red wine cake tasted really good. She was eating, Su Yongqi's voice rang in her ears.

"Ms. Lu, I didn't expect you to come to France for the sake of your words?"

What an idiot to ask, Lu Qiaowei didn't know anyone else, so she didn't reply much except to come to Wen Jinyan.

Su Yongqi said again: "It is brave and impulsive to be able to arrange a trip for one person. You are very powerful. Not everyone can keep their promises after being impulsive like you."

She was serious, and seemed to be envious of Lu Qiaowei's desperate spirit. Her eyes seemed to have some story, but Lu Qiaowei was very annoying to hear. This woman still wanted to talk to her in front of her. Matter?

"Actually, you don't need to praise me, it's useless, it won't increase my favor, I don't like you very much." Lu Qiaowei said straightforwardly, and continued to eat cakes, searching the crowd for people who heard Jinyan.

Without seeing anyone, she raised her eyebrows and sneered: "When you chatted with Wen Jinyan that day, I heard them all. I hate that you use that tone to talk to Wen Jinyan."

"Huh?" Su Yongqi was puzzled.

Lu Qiaowei sank her face, "Because, I don't allow anyone to look down on her. I hate anyone who wants to bully her. It's as simple as that. Even if Wen Jinyan tells me, you are her friend."

Su Yongqi moved the corners of her mouth, tasting the wine, and smiled: "Miss Lu, don't you think your tone is too loud?"

Lu Qiaowei said seriously: "Then do you know that your words are really annoying? I really don't know if someone like you really likes others and knows what it means to let go. If it's over, don't let it go. Are you disturbing others, okay?"

Su Yongqi looked at Lu Qiaowei with a surprised expression, a kind of complexity that was said.

Lu Qiaowei looked down on her very much.

Anyway, if one comes, she will kill one, and if two come, she will kill one pair.

At this time, the lights in the hall were on, and the crowd was not as scattered as before, and their eyes were all looking towards the center of the stage. There would be someone standing on the empty stage before.

The audience was quiet, and the people on the stage were dazzling.

When Lu Qiaowei looked over, Su Yongqi said, "That's Camille."

Camille, a French, a well-known jewelry designer, served as the art director of the DMD jewelry show last year, leading the trend of jewelry to fashion, making DMD jewelry infinitely popular in the upper class.

She has short hair with equal ears. On her ears are two diamonds of different colors, red and black, which seem to be separated in half and become a double-faced person. The black round-necked long skirt, with a few circles of white pearl necklaces, wraps up a graceful figure, **** and unruly.

Camille said something. She smiled elegantly and generously. When she stepped down from the stage, a model rushed to light her cigarette, trying to get her favor.

This is not to praise, not to show off intentionally. It is a person in the fashion industry, enjoying her glory and being shining by the stars.

Lu Qiaowei suddenly understood why she smoked after hearing Jinyan that day, Camille's gaze was only passed over her face, with contempt, as if she didn't want to look at her.

Lu Qiaowei read a sentence in a magazine before.

When you meet a god-like character and get a look from her, you can't help but cheer, because that is your honor, and you are the lucky one who has been blessed by God.

Lu Qiaowei looked at Camille in silence, then retracted her gaze to catch Camille's taunt.

She had expected a head-on collision with Camille, after all, in Camille's eyes, she snatched Wen Jinyan.

Just when Lu Qiaowei went to find Wen Jinyan, Camille passed by her side, then stopped, her fingertips were very irritating smoke, and a little spark slowly burned away.

Camille exhaled white smoke, tilted his head to look at Lu Qiaowei, and whispered in smooth Chinese, "Your design is **** that I can't look down on."

Contemptuously, she was about to step on Lu Qiaowei as the remaining cigarettes. Lu Qiaowei turned her head to look at her, and returned her with a contemptuous smile, and said in fluent French: "Jet\'aime."

Camille's movements were obviously stiff.

Lu Qiaowei is serious and gentle, adding another sentence very sincerely, "Jet\'aimevraiment."

Camille's hand with the cigarette shook fiercely again.