Young Master, Don't Bother Me

At the other end of the mobile phone, I just took a sip of the coffee, Leng Yu, but I couldn't help it. The coffee sprayed all over the screen.

Luo Xiaojing, are you so unrestrained?

Is the taste so unique?

The curve of the corner of the lip is bent, Leng Yu cleans the screen, and puts a few words on the dialog box with one hand: "what if the unique skill is useless?"

Luo Xiaojing, who has been waiting for a long time, suddenly realizes that she shouldn't have said so much to y Jun.

She is just a stranger to Mr. y. if her idea helps, she will be a sinner forever.

Because between the lines of Y Jun, she can feel that he is trying to save his girlfriend.

Through mobile phones or computers, none of them knows who the other person is, and they can't see each other's expression. But now Luo Xiaojing feels that his face is a little hot and ashamed.

She hastily added: "kiss is my last trick, and my way For reference only. "

Leng Yu pointed to the screen and said, "thank you very much. I will make a good reference."

Jingsongfang: "before reference, we must be more careful."

When the mobile phone is put back to the pillow, Luo Xiaojing holds his face in his hands. He is very upset.

Recalling the conversation between her and Y Jun, full of the old driver's sense of vision, she thought she should explain a few words, so she turned on her mobile phone again. Unexpectedly, y Jun sent a red envelope at this time.

Jingsongfang: "do you want to increase the order?"

She thought the first way is to buy, y Jun so soon began to act?

Mr. Y: "no, thanks for the red envelope. Thank you for helping me find a way."

Thanks for her bad idea?

Luo Xiaojing is glad that y Jun can't see her uneasy expression at the moment. Her typing hand is trembling: "you're too polite. You don't have to do this."

She is quite short of money, but she can't accept the red envelope of Y Jun in any case.

Y Jun: "it should be. When I coax my girlfriend back in your way, you will be the greatest hero."

Jingsongfang: "coax back to talk about it."

On her half level, can coax back y Jun's girlfriend is not necessarily.

Y Jun: "you are in a bad mood, still help me to find a way, I am very sorry."

Luo Xiaojing stayed, how can y Jun know that she is in a bad mood?

Oh, the microblog she sent.

Is preparing to reply to a nothing, y Jun and a private letter first her step: "if you need to talk, I can be your vent bucket, it is reciprocity."

The word "reciprocity" is used for a very short time. Luo Xiaojing thought, "I'm a little sad for breaking a crystal stone that is more important to me."

She can reveal, can only so much, the reason is not silent, but also afraid of Y Jun give her red bag.

"I'll be fine when I wake up. I have a strong self-healing ability. I'm late. Go to bed."

Luo Xiaojing added a sentence, waiting for the good news of you and your girlfriend. After they said good night to each other, she finally closed her eyes, which were already heavy.

The next day she got up early in the morning and saw the "corpse" of the purple Tourmaline on the workbench at first sight.

It turns out that the mood after waking up did not get better, on the contrary, it was even worse.

After loading the body of the tourmaline and several other pieces of tourmaline that have not yet been sketched out, Luo Xiaojing simply washes and takes a bite of breakfast and arrives at the Royal ornament early.

It's a knife to stretch one's head and a knife to shrink one's head. Luo Xiaojing, who wants to die happily, chooses to die early and support his life early.

After the routine morning meeting, she went to Leng Yu's office.

And Xinyi determined that the next God's mood today is OK, Luo Xiaojing knocked on the door of the office.

With a low voice, please come in. Luo Xiaojing carefully pushes the door open. The man behind the desk raises his eyes and looks at her. His deep pupils flash a cold light.

“BOSS。” The broken purple tourmaline is holding Luo Xiaojing's hand. She walks forward slowly, breathes deeply, and puts the transparent bag containing the purple Tourmaline on Leng Yu's desk.

Leng Yu's deep eyes quickly flitted over her dark face. When she fell to the broken purple tourmaline, Luo Xiaojing saw his eyebrows wrinkled.

"Broken?"

Eyebrows drooping, Luo Xiaojing dare not look at him: "well."

"Not normal fragmentation?"

The great God is the great God. I guess so accurately.

Luo Xiaojing is in a bad mood. She slowly raises her head and turns to the marked purple tourmaline in the transparent bag: "I didn't see the crack on the piece with the number one. I made a knife there, and it broke when I made it."

Rather than struggling to death, it's better to tell the truth, because Luo Xiaojing clearly knows that even if he deceives Dashen, he can't cheat Su Han.

"It was my fault." She admitted her mistake. "If I can find that crack, the rough rudiment of Louis XIV rose has come out."

"Can it be remedied?"Luo Xiaojing shook his head: "these broken pieces can only be carved into small pieces of tourmaline."

This is of little value in Leng Yu's eyes.

After that, her head dropped down again. She didn't dare to look at the cold eyes of the great God, and then try to figure out his mind. She thought she had been used to the cold air of the great God, but I don't know when he could make her suffocate for a while.

"Sorry boss." Moving lips, she gently hummed a sentence.

She couldn't say that she was not in good condition after she moved out of Nanyuan. Apart from apologizing, she didn't know what else to say.

"It's not your standard."

Suddenly, the cold sound of Luo Xiaojing hovers around her body, her head drooping lower, waiting for the great God's rebuke.

"Why don't you explain? For example, too few tools in your own studio or too old machines will affect carving and so on. "

Luo Xiaojing was stunned. When he raised his head again, his disbelief was crashing into Lengyu's deep pool.

If the great God is not angry, at least he should lose his temper. Fanhua is as urgent as the released fengran, but she makes such a mistake at this time.

But he not only didn't, but also helped her find a reason to excuse?

"Boss, I won't give myself such an excuse." It's her fault, it's her fault. What she should bear, she will bear it and shirk responsibility. It's never Luo Xiaojing's style.

"But I think so." Leng Yu's eyes flashed, "the sharpness of the blade, the speed of the blade, will affect the cutting."

So what does the great God mean is that the machines in her secret carving room are the culprits of the broken tourmaline?

"Xinyi."

Luo Xiaojing hasn't figured out what is the intention of Dashen's excuse for her. His symmetrical fingers have already rang the inside phone.

"Come to my office."

Only a few seconds later, Xinyi pushed the door in.

"Prepare the car and send Luo Xiaojing back to the studio of Nanyuan."