Young Master, Don't Bother Me

The crown of the Royal ornament's logo some dazzling, Luo Xiaojing listen to a sound of blind sound from the receiver, suspected that he passed through.

The call is to Xinyi, right?

Yes!

Then how can there be the voice of the great God? He should still be in France on business now!

When Luo Xiaojing decided to return the olivine, he calculated the date and used his scalded finger. Finally, he came to the conclusion that Dashen would not return to China until three days later.

She didn't want to meet Leng Yu at all. She was so glassy that she couldn't bear the blow of Leng Yu's words.

But what's the situation now?

"Luo Xiaojing, where are you?"

"I, I'm at the Royal decoration gate, oh, the main gate."

"Come to my office."

The sound of hang up, neat and straightforward.

The scene that just happened comes back to my mind. It took Luo Xiaojing a long time to confirm and affirm that the one who just talked with her was really Lengyu.

A cloud passed over her head. She shivered involuntarily, touched the olivine in her backpack, and walked into the Royal ornament.

Standing in the up elevator to the door of Lengyu's office, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door gently.

"Come in, please."

Trembling to push the door open, Luo Xiaojing head down to stand in, ear suddenly PA sound crisp ring.

Trembling with fright, she timidly looked up to the man behind the reading table. He sat rigidly in the chair, and the cold of his whole body cut off the warmth of the door.

“BOSS。”

Unconsciously, Luo Xiaojing calls out her previous address. The next second, she realizes that it's not appropriate and wants to change her words. Leng Yu's sharp eyes suddenly project: "Luo Xiaojing."

"Yes." She straightened her back abruptly.

"Name three colors of beryl."

Luo Xiaojing was stunned: "boss..."

Why did you suddenly take the examination of crystal and mineral knowledge?

"Answer me!"

But after a second's hesitation, Leng Yu's voice suddenly rang out, deep and powerful, and could not tolerate any inquiry and refutation.

"Blue Aquamarine, pink Morganite and green emerald belong to the beryl family."

"Common characteristics?"

"It will develop into a hexagonal appearance."

Luo Xiaojing answered exactly, but Leng yuheishen's face didn't show any signs of relief.

"A brief introduction to cobalt calcite."

"Cobalt calcite, the noble of calcite family, because it contains a little bit of cobalt ions, makes it a star variety of purple red mine. Among them, cobalt calcite produced in Congo often coexists with green malachite, and the red green color collision gives people a strong visual impact. It is an indispensable collection variety."

Luo Xiaojing, like the holder of cobalt calcite, knows this precious mineral like the back of her hand.

Leng Yu picked up the last examination question that just fell to one side: "since you all know the correct answer, why is the paper blank?"

Binghan's eyes are sharp, looking directly at Luo Xiaojing, which makes her have nowhere to hide. Then she remembers that Leng Yu asked questions that she didn't have time to answer during the examination.

"I..." But how does she explain it? The day before the examination, I was scalded and couldn't write, so I couldn't finish the examination?

"You gave up the chance." The fury of forbearance is about to swallow up Leng Yu. Luo Xiaojing doesn't know what he did to keep her in the imperial ornament.

Strong sense of oppression, Luo Xiaojing bowed his head: "sorry."

What Leng Yu wants is not an apology, but a reason, the reason why she gives up the imperial ornament.

He didn't have much patience, but at the moment, he restrained his anger, waiting for Luo Xiaojing to give him an answer.

After a while, Luo Xiaojing said, "boss, I'm sorry."

She's not even fighting for herself.

She is facing Leng Yu. As long as she opens her mouth, she will make an exception and give her a chance.

Burning anger slowly returned to calm, Leng Yu's tight face also returned to indifference: "Luo Xiaojing, I am very disappointed in you."

Boom!

Outside the window rolled a heavy thunder, a heavy rain suddenly, Luo Xiaojing stay in place, like being watered by heavy rain, cold from head to foot.

"What are you? The miscellaneous brand army, how can the miscellaneous brand army mix with our profession? "

"You this kind of workplace white, stay in the Royal decoration is also to do cannon fodder, or honestly keep Jingsong square."

Curse, nightmare, this moment all out, in Luo Xiaojing ear, over and over again, over and over again remind.

She shakes her head and pierces her eardrum. It's not that she has no dream and no persistence, but reality has taught her a vivid lesson.

In the past, she never thought that she could only squat on the starting line without backing and background. Even if she climbed, she could climb to the end, but she paid more than others.But the scalded hand scared her.

Su Yue asked her how many hands she could hurt, and then she understood why Luo Rou asked her to hide her carving.

"Excuse me." Clenching the palm of her hand, a stab of pain propped up Luo Xiaojing's nervous system that was about to collapse. She bent down deeply, and then said to Leng Yu, "thank you."

Thank Leng Yu for all he has done for his mother's reputation.

Then, she quietly exits Leng Yu's office, and Luo Xiaojing knocks on the door of the assistant office next door.

She goes in with her head down. She takes off her backpack and holds it carefully in her hands. She takes out olivine and hands it to Xinyi.

"I'm sorry, assistant Xin. It seems that I have to trouble you."

The uncut olivine is protesting. Luo Xiaojing looks at them reluctantly and forces herself to look back.

A mass of light red reflected in Xinyi's eyes. Instead of looking at the olivine, she looked at the right hand that Luo Xiaojing carried back behind her: "what's wrong with your hand?"

"Ah, nothing." It's meaningless to say it. Besides, Luo Xiaojing doesn't want to say, "thank you for your care. Goodbye."

"Hello

Luo Xiaojing, who runs away quickly, doesn't let Xin Yi say that he has time to keep in touch. He shrugs helplessly, and Xin Yi returns olivine to its original owner.

"Boss, is it put back to the mine standard room or sent to the new product team?"

"Mine standard room." Leng Yu's cool tone is like the heavy rain outside the window.

"A piece of olivine has been carved into the shape of a leaf. Boss, do you really want to have a look?"

Heavy eyelid raised to lift, and cool of hang down: "put back to mine standard room."

Xinyi doesn't dare to insist, but there's something about Luo Xiaojing. In this way, the whole Royal Ornament will not feel better. When she comes to the door, she hesitates and stops.

“BOSS。” Turning around, she pursed her lower lip. Xinyi adjusted her lower expression. "When Luo Xiaojing returned the olivine to me just now, I found that her right hand seemed to be injured. She should not go far now. Do you want to call her back again Are you sure? "