The Love of My Life: The Deep Fall of the Chief

It is a very happy thing to do what you like at the right time. He Xiaoran likes design, whether it was before or now, not because of Luoyang, she likes to see her design can be liked by everyone.

Jiang Wenwen was still complaining that she didn't know how to turn a corner, her eyes were fixed on the text on the document, and Jiang Wenwen who was standing on the side was furious.

"Do you know how many people have tried this project, I don't know how many plans have come up with, and nothing has passed. Xiao Ran, I'm not hitting you, but I hope you can understand the truth. Don't step on the muddy water." Jiang Wenwen simply sat next to He Xiaoran and said earnestly.

The reason why Jiang Wenwen is so worried is because she also knows that He Xiaoran graduated from a non-professional, and has never learned this aspect of knowledge. In order to win this project, Shengshi did not know how many well-known designers had been hired. The room was rejected.

This is also the first time that a company as big as Shengshi encountered such a difficult project, and over time it wisely gave up, but it didn't expect that An Yan Wang would be so vicious, and he just didn't want He Xiaoran to have a good time.

When He Xiaoran walked out of the office, he heard An Chengxi say: "If your design within three days is not approved by the client, I'm sorry, but the second design department can't keep you."

She understood An Chengxi's intentions. An Chengxi knew that He Xiaoran was Luoyang's fiancée, and the reason why he didn't make He Xiaoran feel better was to make Luoyang feel better.

Since she was arranged by Luoyang, it was obvious that she wanted to slap Luoyang in the face openly.He Xiaoran clenched the document in his hand, looked at Jiang Wenwen and said, "Wenwen, I want to try."

Yes, she likes design, no matter how completed the project is, she wants to try it, even if she has not come into contact with many things in Shengshi.

Jiang Wenwen looked at He Xiaoran with a serious face, opened his mouth and said nothing, just sighed and sat back in his seat.

He Xiaoran put his eyes back on the document again. Luoyang said before that once he looked at the customer's needs, a model of the customer's needs would immediately emerge in his mind.

She closed her eyes according to what Luoyang said, and the word creativity kept spinning in her mind. She knew that her ability was still insufficient, but one of the reasons she came to the prosperous age was for Luoyang's favor, and the other was for Exercise yourself.

A writer's statement Facing the things that have to be written every day, what is needed is freshness and uniqueness. She took out a piece of white paper from the table and used a pencil to paint on it. Full of confidence.

Jiang Wenwen has been propping her head on her seat since just now, watching He Xiaoran not speak, seeing her start painting on paper so quickly, she is a little unbelievable, but she has to admit that although He Xiaoran was not born in a major, he has Design flair.

Although many designers have received good education and training, they still can't design anything decent. Jiang Wenwen has always known that people can't be judged by appearances.

She never felt that He Xiaoran was a vase in their mouths. She knew that He Xiaoran was capable in this aspect of design when the blueprint of "Love Apartment" came out.

The picture on the white paper is very simple, it is a small space with a model of leaves as a frame, it looks so novel, He Xiaoran just sketched the outline briefly, and looked at Jiang Wenwen with a pen and said: " I’m going to ask for a leave now when the director of Hoi An comes out and asks where I’ve been, and you just say I’m sick and went back.”

Before Jiang Wenwen could speak, He Xiaoran had already picked up the things on the table and disappeared into the design department. In fact, Shengshi also had a clear rule that designers could travel freely when creating, but He Xiaoran felt that this An Chengxi was just looking for trouble with him.

Out of Shengshi's door, He Xiaoran walked to a coffee shop just one road away from Shengshi and sat down. She had already thought clearly about the idea just now. A writer who has to work at home all day needs to find inspiration at home. To have an element full of vitality, it is green.

This is a home as well as a studio. It needs both the warmth of home and the sophistication of a studio. She chose red as the main color.

For three days, I don't know whether An Chengxi overestimated herself or she overestimated herself. This was a bet between her and An Chengxi. She knew that if her design plan was not recognized by others, she would be willing to take all leave the luggage.

Since it was a project that had been abandoned for many years by Shengshi, He Xiaoran didn't have to worry about Luoyang taking any responsibility for it.

But He Xiaoran has not known what face is for so many years. For her before, don't be surrounded by crowds, which means that face is still there.

The white paper is filled with things in an instant, and the next step is to show Luoyang to help. I don’t know why He Xiaoran thinks this design drawing is not as difficult as it seems to others. The writer undoubtedly wants to be comfortable and at ease.

Putting the drawing back into the bag, He Xiaoran drank his coffee quietly. The client was really mysterious, he just left a name and nothing else.

He Xiaoran searched for the name Xinghai on his mobile phone. Although He Xiaoran had read the book, he had no image of the name at all.

When I typed this name on the search, there were nearly ten thousand pieces of information. Xinghai’s pen name is Fusheng. He Xiaoran has read the things written by this writer. He is good at reasoning. He has come into contact with it in college before. The thing that pops up the most is about his appearance.

This person is really mysterious, as if his novels give people a different feeling, and it seems that there is a certain reason why Shengshi can't handle it.

He Xiaoran turned off the phone, unaware that Luoyang had already walked behind her. Since he saw her get off Lu Siyuan's car this morning, her whole face was black, and no one saw her when she went to the office. He thought she was looking for Lu Siyuan again.

I don't know why, but when he meets and faces He Xiaoran, he always loses his ability to control himself, like a robot out of his control, as long as he sees He Xiaoran and other men His heart felt as if it was blocked.

He Xiaoran happened to be sitting next to the glass window, just seeing her serious look, Luo Yang was suddenly fascinated, and his steps began to get closer to her uncontrollably.

He sat opposite He Xiaoran, and the moment he pulled the chair away, he asked, "Is there anyone here?"

The magnetic voice brought He Xiaoran back to her senses. She raised her eyes and saw that it was Luoyang, and she couldn't help exclaiming in her heart, shouldn't Luoyang be in the office at this time, why did she appear in front of her eyes.

At some point, her mouth opened into a letter O, she looked at Luoyang in front of her and said tremblingly, "Why are you here?"

"Can't the boss come down for a cup of coffee when he has a break?" Luo Yang said with a slight smile, and everyone passing by looked into the coffee shop.

Luoyang and He Xiaoran are so right together, so dazzling, but the appearance is always so beautiful, He Xiaoran and Luoyang are indeed separated by so many layers of things.

After being talked to by Luoyang, He Xiaoran didn't know what to say. She didn't open this coffee shop and shouldn't stop any customers who want to visit this shop.

The reason why Luoyang came out of the prosperous age was because Jiang Wenwen went up to Luoyang to tell Luoyang about Anchengxi shortly after He Xiaoran left. He always wanted to get rid of Anchengxi, but he couldn't find a chance.

He arranged He Xiaoran by Anchengxi's side, not without thinking that He Xiaoran would be bullied. Now it seems that Anchengxi really meant to provoke.

"Well, Mr. Luo, you can enjoy the afternoon tea slowly and I'll go first." He Xiaoran said that all the preparations were the paintbrushes she carried on the table, but when she wanted to get up, Luoyang stopped her.

"What project does Anchengxi give you?" Although Luoyang's voice was questioning, he confidently knew everything that happened.

He Xiaoran looked up at Luoyang in astonishment, how could he be so well-informed, it shouldn't be, but when Jiang Wenwen's image flashed in her mind, she realized that all this happened so naturally.

"Well, yes." He Xiaoran's answer was very polite, not at all full of enthusiasm. He Xiaoran was glad in his heart that he didn't tell Jiang Wenwen that the price she couldn't design was to leave the company, otherwise this girl It's like trying my best to find an explanation for An Chengxi.

"What is it?" Luo Yang questioned. He was very dissatisfied that He Xiaoran didn't look for him when something happened. He could be relied on by her, but he always played the role of a passerby.

She always takes care of herself, which makes him feel terrible and distressed. After all, He Xiaoran still has no status in the company. She is just a small designer. The project she designed has not yet been officially released. Look at the task An Chengxi gave her. It seemed so difficult to complete, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to say anything to him.

"Design a residence for Xinghai." He Xiaoran said, originally wanted to show him the first draft of the design, and planned to talk to him about it later.But he didn't expect that he would know so soon.

"What's the price?" Luo Yang continued. It's not that he didn't know what kind of medicine was bought in An Chengxi's gourd. After so long, he came to provoke He Xiaoran again. It was obvious that he was looking for something to fight against Luo Yang.

He Xiaoran couldn't help trembling when he heard Luoyang's words. Seeing Luoyang opened his mouth, he shook his head and said, "There is no price. This is a very good opportunity. I want to try it."