"What's the matter with director Shen?"

"Something happened..." Shen Cong's voice calmed down. "I want to ask designer Luo if he is free today. Can he come to the factory?"

"Is there something wrong with the olive stone?"

"Oh, No." Shen Cong was a little embarrassed and said, "it's the worker who selected materials with us yesterday. There's something at home and he can't work overtime. Teacher Su is in a bit of a hurry, so..."

"So." Luo Xiaojing suddenly understood Shen Cong's meaning, "I'll go to the factory now."

"I'm sorry, but I need your help on weekends."

"Nothing." She was going to the factory today.

Back to the room to change clothes, Luo Xiaojing hurried downstairs, one foot just stepped out of the door, cold voice suddenly rang behind her: "where are you going?"

Looking back, Leng Yu came down the stairs and saw Luo Xiaojing's worried eyes: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing. I'll go to the factory."

Just relieved, he did not want to hear the two words and let him frown: "I said yesterday, you rest today."

"But we haven't finished the selection of olive stones."

"Shen Cong will choose."

If Shen Cong is sure, he won't call her for help.

"Let me go, will you?" With his hands together, Luo Xiaojing blinked his eyes full of prayer. "You said you had to whip me with a small whip all the time. You can't relax halfway."

"What's the direct relationship between me pushing you and your going to the factory?"

"Of course." Luo Xiaojing rubbed her nose to make her voice clearer. "I designed it, right? I carved it, right? Now it's so popular. Of course, I hope it can be put on sale again. Angan is equivalent to my baby. Now Angan is almost out of clothes. As an old mother, I must do it myself. "

This fallacy really made Leng Yu unable to refute.

But if you think about it, it's also There's a point.

"I also want to rest, but my abundant baby is calling me, so please understand an old mother's heart."

Leng Yu

"Then I'll go to the factory, boss."

Luo Xiaojing took Leng Yu's silence as his consent. After that, he turned around and was drunk again: "wait a minute."

“BOSS……” Luo Xiaojing has a broken face. Can't she go to the factory to choose olive stones happily?

"I've decided the design and sculpture of Angran, so I'm also Angran's old father."

Luo xiaojingdai, what's the ghost of old father?

Leng Yu hooked his lips and laughed: "the old mother is going to the factory. If the old father is at home, wait for me."

Then he got up and went upstairs.

After a dull moment, Luo Xiaojing reacts that Dashen is going to the factory with her.

No, no, not at all! The burn on his back hasn't healed yet. Isn't that nonsense?

Just thinking about how to dissuade him, Leng Yu, who had changed his work clothes, stepped downstairs.

Tibetan blue work clothes are worn on other people with a certain amount of dirt, but on the great God with a different temperament.

"The driver will pick us up in ten minutes."

Luo Xiaojing recovered from a trance: "boss, you still have injuries. You'd better rest at home."

"Old father does not trust old mother alone."

“……”

Do you have to make people blush and heartbeat when you go to the factory to choose olive stones?

"I'm not the only one, but also director Shen and the workers."

"The location of the factory is a bit off center. My father is worried that my mother will be abducted on her way back."

Luo Xiaojing, who has a stuffy nose because of a cold, is now congested.

“BOSS！” "I'm serious. I'll talk to you about my work again," she said

Sultry look suddenly convergence, cold Yu light way: "my staff are so hard, I do boss also have to work hard."

"But..."

Leng Yu interrupted her: "whip each other, this time you raised a small whip to me."

Finish saying, he is not looking at Luo Xiaojing, stride out of the door.

Sitting in the car, Luo Xiaojing still wants to persuade Dashen to go back. She moves her lips. Suddenly, her nose itches. She rubs it hard.

"Uncomfortable?"

Leng Yu's eyes turned slightly to her. Luo Xiaojing said goodbye: "ah, no."

She can't be seen by God that she has a cold. Maybe he will take her to the hospital instead of going to the factory.

So Luo Xiaojing is not talking, his head against the back seat, and he sleeps with his eyes closed.

I don't know whether the car is rickety or the cold medicine she took in the morning has taken effect. She has some sleepiness. The voice in her heart tells her that she can't sleep, but her sleepy eyelids are not obedient at all.Half asleep and half awake, as if a pair of big hands on her forehead, a familiar cool surge up, she wanted to determine whether the God, but how can not open her eyes.

It seems that she only slept for a while and then for a long time. When she opened her eyes, the car stopped outside the factory, and there was no God around.

"Designer lo, you're awake." The driver turned back and laughed, "look at you sleeping deeply, boss didn't wake you up."

She was covered with cold clothes, and the rest of the breath made her sit up straight: "where's boss?"

"It's already in the factory."

Chagrined poked next oneself, Luo Xiaojing got out of the car and ran into the warehouse.

"Sorry boss, I..."

She wanted to say that she accidentally fell asleep, but after only half of the words, she felt a strange atmosphere.

"Are you sure you can get this olive stone?" No one noticed her existence. At this time, Leng Yu asked him with the olivine selected by Shen CongGang.

"Sure." Shen Cong's answer is a little guilty. In the face of Leng Yu's powerful aura, no matter how confident he is, there will be nothing left to be beaten by him.

Leng Yu blocked the next size, eyebrow closed: "size is not enough, difference of four millimeters."

“……”

Luo Xiaojing on one side only feels that his head is full of black lines, and Dashen starts to find fault again.

Shen Cong kept a stiff smile: "boss, it's only four millimeters. It won't affect the carving ability of the carver."

"Are you sure?"

This asked Shen Cong again.

He's sure, but he's afraid that Leng Yu still has problems after he's sure.

"Sure." Luo Xiaojing then came over and snatched the olive stone from Leng Yu. He first looked at the crystal and then jammed the size. "This material is good. If you cut it from this angle, the effect of the finished product should be OK."

Luo Xiaojing said, while giving Leng Yu a gesture, Shen Cong, who was looking at him, almost cried out that designer Luo, you are the Savior!

If the materials were selected according to Leng Yu's standard, Shen Cong would not be able to select the suitable olive stone for carving in two days.

Chong Leng Yu smiles. Luo Xiaojing signals Shen Cong and the workers to continue to choose materials. Leng Yu, the great God of jewelry and crystal, is ignored by the gorgeous.