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Looking at the news of Shudan, Xue he couldn't help laughing. After returning a OK expression, she quit the chat interface and pasted the copied wechat into the search bar.

The other party has an English name, very simple, called Allen. The head portrait is an oil painting, a masterpiece by a famous artist.

Xue he click Add to the address book, then quit wechat and read the news on Weibo.

At night, quiet, occasionally breeze blowing branches gently swing, issued a rustle sound.

Xu Zhouxing was drawing a design draft when his mobile phone rang. He thought it was the owner of Qinghe studio.

He had just returned home. He had planned to work in a well-known design studio, but after looking around, he found that he was not satisfied.

Domestic big companies have certain disadvantages. They pay more attention to management and cater to the public, but they are tied up in design. This situation is not suitable for the development of a designer.

My aunt, who works in a law firm, said that his friend's friend ran a fashion design studio, which had just opened and was recruiting designers. She wanted him to have a try.

Xu Zhouxing felt bored, so he agreed. His aunt asked for his wechat a few hours ago. Therefore, Xu Zhouxing guessed that the boss of Qinghe studio had sent a friend to apply.

He put down the pen, stretched a stretch, slowly picked up the mobile phone from the table. After clicking on wechat, a friend applied.

Xu Zhouxing took a look, his eyes suddenly froze.

This micro signal It seems a little familiar!

Xu Zhouxing immediately thought of the woman who met in the coffee shop and then in the flower and bird market! Isn't that her micro signal?

At that time, he added her with another micro signal of his own. However, he was busy recently and didn't chat much. He didn't expect that the world was so small and so clever that she was the boss of Qinghe studio!

Xu Zhouxing almost exclaimed excitedly. He patted his chest and tried to calm himself down, but the rising corners of his mouth could not conceal his good mood.

With one click, Xu Zhouxing accepts Xue he's friend's addition.

One second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes Ten minutes later, Xu Zhouxing has been looking at the mobile phone, but the other party did not send a message.

He bit his teeth, a little resentful.

Why is this woman so indifferent to her work? Did she know that he was very popular. If she passed the village, she would have lost the shop!

Although he was so arrogant and coquettish in his heart, he still couldn't help sending a message to the other party:

Hello, I'm Xu Zhouxing. Are you the boss of Qinghe studio?

After the news was sent out, Xu Zhouxing was stunned again.

Wait! He didn't tell her his name before? Trying to think about it, it seems that there is no such thing. Thinking like this, I was relieved.

It was quiet at night. He sat at the table beside the window and looked out of the window. The moonlight was light, shining on the leaves, reflecting the light light.

He thought that he could work with Xue he in the future, and he thought that he would make a lot of money when he returned home!

Here Xue he did not see the news of Xu Zhouxing, because she fell asleep, looking at the mobile phone looked at and fell asleep.

Han Qichen has been sitting on the sofa in his bedroom looking at the financial newspaper. Although his eyes are fixed on the newspaper, Yu Guang has never left Xue he.