Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

If it wasn't fan Shaochen's decision, it might be better, but it was his decision that made everyone think whether she was not favored, so the compliment and respect disappeared in a moment.

"Hey, go and buy some afternoon tea for everyone. Hurry up," said a woman like a fox, holding her arm.

Lu Yiyao was drawing a manuscript. Looking at her, she took a breath and endured. Instead, she said coldly, "everyone is an employee. Why should I buy it? I'm very busy. You can find someone else."

She is no longer an intern. She is not qualified to arrange her like this.

The woman didn't seem to expect her attitude. She immediately ate a flat face and couldn't get through it. But looking at the way she didn't pay attention to herself at all, she stared hard. She turned around and left on high heels. Lu Yiyao could receive her fierce eyes all afternoon.

Her brain is like paste. She has nothing. Lu Yiyao is very upset. If others want her to redraw, she may not be so emotional, but fan Shaochen decided, which makes her feel very sad

The people who want him to believe in himself most don't choose to believe her.

In the evening, when she came home at nine o'clock, Lu Yiyao casually ate a little and went upstairs. She didn't pay attention to fan Shaochen all the way.

Fan Shaochen looked at the rice she hadn't moved. He sighed slightly and had no appetite. He sat there and didn't choose to go upstairs.

He knew that this choice would create a gap between him and Lu Yiyao, but what is this gap compared to her leaving herself?

Seeing that she was still awake at twelve o'clock, fan Shaochen went downstairs, poured her a cup of hot milk, put it at the door, knocked on the door, and then walked away.

Lu Yiyao was fighting with a ball of paper. She heard a knock on the door. As a result, there was no movement there. This time, she stood up, moved her hands and went out.

There was no one outside and the corridor was empty.

What the hell?

I looked down and wanted to go back, but I saw the milk on the ground. I bent down and touched it. It was hot

He glanced sideways at the study and could see the light reflected from the ground.

What? Why do you care about her if you don't believe her?

If he had been fair, she wouldn't have stayed up so late.

After biting his teeth, Lu Yiyao didn't drink the milk. He closed the door and entered the house, allowing the milk to cool down.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, fan Shaochen came out of his study and walked to the bedroom with the center of his eyebrows. However, he saw the milk still at the door with a slight cluster of eyebrows.

Don't you see it, or don't you want to drink at all?

Sighed, picked it up and went into the bedroom.

Lu Yiyao moved a small table at the window, where he turned on a small orange lamp to warm the window.

Watching her fall asleep on the table, fan Shaochen took a blanket to cover her, took out the design drawing under her face, looked at it, bent down, took out a pen and wrote something on it

early morning.

Lu Yiyao was awakened by the sun. He looked at himself lying in bed and sat up. It was 7:30!

damn! Why is she asleep!

He quickly got up to wash, packed his things and rushed downstairs. He rushed to the company without even having breakfast.

She hasn't drawn anything in less than two days!

After finishing her painting, Lu Yiyao calmed down and sat there, but suddenly glanced at a few lines of small characters under the manuscript, which were all opinions and guidance for her design draft?

Looking at the familiar handwriting, Lu Yiyao's mood is a little complicated. Since she refuses to believe her, why do you want to help her like this?

Is she afraid of losing face to the company?

Angrily threw the design aside and didn't want to listen to him, but those opinions always ran into her mind and let her draw according to his instructions unconsciously. Until she got off work at night, Lu Yiyao found that she was going to starve to death!

She didn't eat all day. She fought too hard to compete with fan Shaochen!

However, looking at the completed design drawing in hand, my mood improved slightly. I put it in my bag and took it away. This time, I must not hand in any problems.

The next afternoon, Lu Yiyao deliberately handed it in at the last moment and asked them to slap themselves while laughing.

Although she has just come to the design department, everyone is a migrant worker in the final analysis. Why are they always superior?

Hum, she's not a soft persimmon, so she won't let them bully her!

The preliminary results came down soon. Lu Yiyao and Meng Jiaying entered the finals together. It was a happy day.

It's just that the next distressing thing is coming. The final needs to make shoes. She won't

I think of fan Shaochen's need to help her, but it seems inappropriate to find him now.

Fang Lao

Lu Yiyao thought of him, but it is said that he is now doing guidance in the shoe factory of Yifan group. I don't know if he has time to help her?

When she came to the dilapidated place again, Lu Yiyao stepped on the muddy road and came to Fang Lao's house very smoothly, but she saw Meng Jiaying pushed out by Fang Lao in a panic.

"Hey, old Fang!"

Bang!

The door was heavily closed, and Meng Jiaying really closed the door. She had heard that old fang had a bad temper. She didn't expect to be so grumpy. She just touched his things and drove her out.

The mood was very depressed. Unexpectedly, Lu Yiyao still entered the finals, and she still used Lu Yiyao's manuscript to enter, which seemed that she was very useless.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but saw Lu Yiyao standing there. His face suddenly became embarrassed and couldn't stand down. "What are you doing here? Didn't brother Shaochen say he wanted to help you? He refused?"

Forced sarcasm, but Lu Yiyao obviously didn't like her. She knocked on Fang's door and said coldly, "he wants to help me. I'm not sure I'm happy! What? How does it feel to enter the finals with my design? Do you have a sense of achievement?"

"You!" Meng Jiaying stared at her angrily. At this time, the door suddenly opened. Old Fang stood there with a warm and angry face, "how are you!"

"Grandpa, it's me!" Lu Yiyao raised a clever smile and carried the delicious food in her hand. "I'll bring you food. I'll go in?"

"Hum! What are you doing here, dead girl? You want to buy me with food?" old Fang's face eased a little and put his hands behind his back.

"You're right! Grandpa, can you help me make a pair of shoes?" Lu Yiyao stepped forward and looked at him like a flatterer, ignoring Meng Jiaying's iron green face behind him.

"Are you in the same company as her?" Mr. Fang glanced at Meng Jiaying and asked with disgust.

"No, she's from the cooperative company." Lu Yiyao told the truth and was not ready to compare herself with Meng Jiaying.

"Hum! Then I won't help you. The boy fan Shaochen came to move me two days ago and broke several of my things! I won't help his woman!" Fang pulled them down, pushed them out and closed the door directly.

Lu Yiyao and Meng Jiaying looked at each other and walked towards each other.

What a shame!

How old Fang said that fan Shaochen moved to him and broke things?