Sir, You are Abducted

"Don't worry, we all know."

"Yes, the main design is not so good."

Xiaocheng is relieved. She pays for a milk tea and a cake for everyone in the design department. Instead of telling Jing Xingchen about the bad news, she tells her some interesting things that happened today.

Jing Xingchen is drawing a design draft. She is wearing a warm yellow sweater, with short hair tied up. She smiles a little and her eyes narrowed. She looks like a little girl in the 17th and 18th century. She replies to Xiao Cheng's message, drinks all the tea in the cup, and then puts the earphone into her ear to continue to concentrate on the design draft.

She had promised to design a wedding dress for Zhang Zhao, but she really didn't know about it. She had been reading relevant books for some time, but she had a strange dream of a wedding dress last night.

Sometimes the designer's inspiration is inexplicable. It may be a flower, a tree, or even just the water from the tap.

Jing Xingchen's speed is very fast. In half a day, she has drawn the general picture, leaving only the details to fill.

Looking at the time, Jing Xingchen makes a call to Li Ming. The sound of Dudu rings for a long time. She doesn't know whether the other party is busy or deliberately doesn't answer. She waits patiently until she is about to hang up automatically.

"Who is it?" Li Ming's voice was sleepy, unclear and confused.

"Li Ming, I'm Jing Xingchen. I'm sorry to disturb you. I have something to ask you for help."

Jing Xingchen has always been able to understand what kind of position she is in. To be honest, she still doesn't want to deal with Li Ming, but now the situation is that if she doesn't find Li Ming, she can't find Zhang's two original pictures.

"Stars, stars?" Li Ming suddenly wakes up. The crackling voice of the phone is heard all the time. Jing Xingchen even hears a woman's complaint - "what are you doing, Li Shao?".

"Shut up Li Ming yelled at him, then said to the phone, "star, I, I now, I now, what can I do for you? If there's anything I can do for you, just say it! "

As for Li Ming's private life, Jing Xingchen doesn't care and is not interested. Hearing this, he says, "I've been in some trouble recently. I want to find Zhang Fu. Can you tell me his contact information?"

Besides knowing playboy, Jing Xingchen only knows that he has a good relationship with Li Ming.

"What do you want him to do?" Li Ming asked, "what did Zhang Fu do to annoy you? You tell me, I'll criticize him for you! "

"No, Zhang Fu didn't provoke me. I just had something to do with him."

Jing Xingchen has no intention of telling Li Ming about his current situation, which is not a glorious thing.

"OK, OK, I'll send you his mobile phone number later."

Li Ming also heard the refusal in Jing Xingchen's words, and immediately said.

"Thank you."

Jing Xingchen's sincere way.

"No, No."

After Li Ming finished, they fell into silence. After a while, Li Ming took the lead in saying, "well, then I'll hang up first."

In the hotel box in s city.

Li Ming is sitting next to the big bed with his mobile phone. The woman behind him is like a snake. She smiles and asks, "Mr. Li, why are you so haunted?"

"Don't ask about the things you shouldn't ask. How do you learn the rules?"

Li Ming hummed, threw the woman's arm away, threw the cell phone aside, got up and went to the bathroom.

The woman turned her lips, stood up, and went to the bathroom with her naked.

Jing Xingchen waited for a while, but didn't wait for the text message. She frowned and restrained her anxious heart. She had already asked in her circle of friends. Except for Li Ming, no one knew Zhang Fu, not to mention that someone would have Zhang Fu's mobile phone number.

Pen point design, Jing Xingchen took a breath, replied to a few messages, went to the bedroom to change clothes. Her factory cooperation contract with boss Zhao is calculated on a quarterly basis. The contract in the last quarter is about to expire, and the two sides have a clear intention to cooperate, so they plan to renew the contract.

Jing Xingchen still wrapped herself tightly. She was always afraid of the cold. When other young girls were still wearing skirts, she put on autumn pants early. When others had taken off their winter clothes, she still wore down clothes.

Years later, the temperature of a city has been rising. Jing Xingchen went to the appointed restaurant and waited for a while. After a while, he became a little hot. He took off his scarf and put it aside. He turned around and saw he Ningan.

He Ning'an is walking in with a young man. He Ning'an is wearing a suit, but his face is annoyed. He Ning'an doesn't look very happy. He frowns and goes forward impatiently.

Jing Xingchen has no intention to spy on others, but unfortunately, he Ningan and the man sat in front of her.

Jing Xingchen's desk is blocked by a screen, which is the characteristic of this store. Every table in the hall will be blocked by a screen of the corresponding style, which will not be completely blocked, but basically no one can be seen.The two screens were tight, but they couldn't stop the voice.

At this moment, there are not many people eating. It's very quiet around. Jing Xingchen's ears are pretty good. He can keenly hear that the two people seem to be quarreling.

"Miss He, you promised me that even if I did this, I would still be able to work in Shen's family!" The man was a little angry, and his voice was inevitably louder.

"Xiao Li, you can really continue to work in Shen's family," he Ning'an's voice was smiling, full of soothing. "Don't worry. You don't know Jing Xingchen's identity. Shen lie will certainly give her an explanation, but we are the chairman behind us. Don't be afraid. Waiting for the wind and waves to pass, I will naturally arrange you to go back to work."

Jing Xingchen picks his eyebrows and silently puts down the cup in his hand. What's called luck? It's called luck. What's called coincidence? It's called coincidence.

It's a little far away. Jing Xingchen doesn't listen very clearly. If he uses his mobile phone to record, it's even more unclear. She stood up, leaned out and looked. There was no one at the table next to he Ningan.

Jing Xingchen changed his position, and the voice next door became clear immediately.

"Miss He, that's not what you said at the beginning. You asked me to put the photos on the intranet, but what you said guaranteed my promotion!" The man's voice was ironic. "I only help you because you are really favored by the chairman. I don't know who the person is, and I don't know the meaning of you asking me to do these things."

He Ningan is still unhurried, "Xiao Li, do you think the chairman of the board will not know when I do these things?"

When the man lost his voice, he Ning'an began to laugh. "So, don't worry at all. After the Lantern Festival, the chairman of the board of directors will re-enter the company. As for you, you'll have a rest these days. Although the general manager is aggressive, you can't ignore the meaning of the chairman of the board of directors?"

The man was obviously convinced, the tone is relaxed, "that's good, I've been at home these days anxious."

"Don't worry about it."

It sounds like he Ningan is more relaxed than him.

"Why do you aim at Jingxing?" Asked the man.

"You know, I'm Shen lie's real fiancee, but it's obvious now, isn't it? I was killed by a junior

He Ningan's tone became low for a second.

The man quickly changed the topic, "what would miss he like to eat? The dishes in this shop are pretty good. "

After listening for a while, Jing Xingchen picked up her mobile phone and sat down in her own place. It seemed that her face had no change before, but only she knew how strong her heart was.

Jing Xingchen holds the hand of the mobile phone and unconsciously grasps it more tightly. The waiter walks by and asks carefully, "Miss, are you ok?"

"Ah! be free! Thank you

Jing Xingchen loosens his hand and lays the tablecloth flat. He is a little embarrassed.

Boss Zhao came a little late. As soon as he came near, he began to apologize, "I'm sorry, star, there's something wrong with the factory."

"It doesn't matter."

Jing Xingchen said with a smile, "it's not a big deal here."

Jing Xingchen has a good relationship with boss Zhao. The most important thing is that she makes money for boss Zhao, and the restaurants she recommends are all full of praise from boss Zhao's wife.

"Sit down. Have you ordered?" They are also very familiar. Boss Zhao is not polite to Jing Xingchen at all. When he heard that she didn't order, he immediately picked up the menu and began to order.

"This is the contract. You'll see first."

Boss Zhao took out the document from his briefcase and handed it to Jing Xingchen, "according to our previous contract, I reduced my part by 3%. It's not easy for you to be a little girl."

Jing Xingchen was stunned, and the warmth immediately dissipated the anger brought by he Ningan. She pressed the corner of her eye and restrained her impulse to cry, "thank you."

Boss Zhao waved, "you're welcome. To tell you the truth, you're not the biggest customer I've ever worked with, but you're really the most comfortable customer."

Jing Xingchen laughs, "I have to thank you for your high evaluation of me."

They had a good talk. Jing Xingchen looked at the document and signed his name without much hesitation.

"When will the new style come out?" Boss Zhao asked that Jing Xingchen had too many wonderful ideas about design in his mind. Every time he met her, he couldn't help expecting her to bring something new.

"It's going to be a while," Jing Xingchen said with a smile. "Graduation season is coming soon. I'll come back to a graduation series."

"Good, good!" Boss Zhao immediately agreed, "graduation feelings can't be sold any better."

"I heard that you have opened the official microblog?" Asked boss Zhao.

"What's the official microblog?" Jing Xingchen held his chopsticks and couldn't stop laughing. "It's a private blog of my own. Recently, it's turned into a public blog of Taobao. It's more conducive to publicity."