Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

The man with glasses smiled slightly: "Then you mean..."

The old man let out a breath slowly: "Let's take a rest first, everyone is tired."

The man with glasses responded immediately, and everyone relaxed, drank water, or got up to go to the bathroom.

At this moment, a figure in a suit and leather shoes walked in at the door, walking straight towards the old man.

The visitor was about 23 years old, tall and thin, with barely handsome features, thin eyes and thin lips, and a brown scar under the corner of his left eye, giving people a feeling of being difficult to get along with.

Seeing the person coming, the old man nodded his head, with a bit of shyness in his expression: "Second Young Master."

The boy known as the "Second Young Master" grinned, and the scars under the corners of his eyes looked a bit hideous: "Father is concerned about the progress of the game, so he specially asked me to come and have a look."

As he said that, the boy sat down directly beside the old man, his eyes fell on the design draft in front of the old man: "Is this a shortlisted work?"

The old man shook his head, indicating that they were still discussing this piece of work, but the old man's words were all appreciation for the work.

The boy picked up the design draft and looked at it, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "There are indeed remarkable places, but the inlay method and shape are too ostentatious."

The "innovation and uniqueness" in the old man's mouth turned into showing off in the boy's mouth, and the old man's face was a little complicated for a while.

But he also knew the temper of the second young master of the Song family, so he didn't say anything.

The experts came back one after another and greeted the boy one after another. When the boy responded, there was a bit of arrogance on his brows, but everyone pretended not to see it.

Before leaving, the boy glanced at the design draft: "You guys just look at the review. Anyway, I just need to participate in the semi-finals and finals. What kind of cutting-edge designers are just a flash in the pan."

After the words fell, the boy yawned and left the meeting room, leaving everyone with a bad face.

The old man coughed lightly: "Let's continue."

Everyone nodded, and the review continued, as if that person had never been here before.

Ten days passed in a hurry. On this day, Zuo Xinxin was woken up by the phone ringing early in the morning. As soon as the phone was connected, she heard Lu Xuan's crackling voice.

"You're still sleeping, the shortlist is out, can you still fall asleep?!"

Zuo Xinxin woke up instantly: "Is the list out?"

"Isn't it?!" In a place Zuo Xinxin couldn't see, Lu Xuan stared at the computer with two dark circles under her eyes. She wanted to check the list for Zuo Xinxin last night, but she accidentally stayed up all night.

Zuo Xinxin sat up abruptly, waking up Xiao Ai next to her, and sat up in a daze with her head on the chicken nest, her little face extremely aggrieved.

Zuo Xinxin was a little excited: "Then, is I on the list?"

Since Lu Xuan knew that the list was out, he must have found her name and her name, and from Lu Xuan's tone, it was obvious...

"I don't know. Look for yourself. They say that the shortlisted designers will receive emails. I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed. 886." Lu Xuan finished speaking in one breath and hung up the phone.

Although he guessed the result from Lu Xuan's reaction, when Zuo Xinxin saw the new email lying in the mailbox with his own eyes, he couldn't help hugging Xiao Ai and kissed him: "Great, Xiao Ai, Mommy passed! "

Zuo Xinxin takes every competition very seriously. If she does not participate, she will not participate. Once she participates, she will treat it as a challenge. Being shortlisted in the preliminary competition means that she is one step closer to the final.

In other words, she was one step closer to the truth.

After entering the semi-finals, Zuo Xinxin lost all sleepiness. After patting Xiao Ai's head, she got out of bed and happily went to Jiang Yucheng. She wanted to tell him the good news!
The little guy on the bed was rubbed even more messily. After watching Mummy leave, his little body slowly fell back and fell into the embrace of the bed again.

As soon as Zuo Xinxin went out, he saw Jiang Yucheng walking towards here with long legs. The man was wearing light gray home clothes, with loose hair on his forehead, and a pair of deep eyes filled with a smile.

It seemed that he knew it, but Zuo Xinxin said it again, and the latter hugged her with a light smile, rubbed the top of her hair, and said softly, "I knew you would be able to."

Zuo Xinxin pinched Jiang Yucheng's face and smiled brightly: "You have too much confidence in me."

Jiang Yucheng raised his eyebrows: "Of course, but why did you wake up so early?"

Is it early?

Zuo Xinxin just looked at the time, and it was only six o'clock in the morning. Did Lu Xuan stay up all night or all night?

And Jiang Yucheng, why does it seem that everyone cares more about her than her, but she just fell asleep just now.

Seeing this, Jiang Yucheng imitated Zuo Xinxin and pinched her face: "Go back to bed and I'll make breakfast."

Zuo Xinxin shook her head, she didn't feel sleepy now, and said, "I'll go with you."

Jiang Yucheng didn't refuse either. As soon as the two of them went downstairs, Zuo Xinxin's cell phone rang. It was Zhou Haisheng.

Seeing that the smile on Zuo Xinxin's face faded, Jiang Yucheng said, "Go ahead, anyone can see the list."

Zuo Xinxin nodded slightly and picked it up: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Haisheng chuckled: "Xinxin, why do you still call me that? It's too unfamiliar."

Zuo Xinxin smiled, but said nothing, asking her to call a man whom she had known for less than two months, uncle, she really couldn't say it.

Zhou Haisheng didn't get too entangled in this issue, he just mentioned the shortlist: "Xinxin, you are now in the top [-] on the list, and you have a great hope of entering the finals. The design draft last time was very good, with your own ideas and characteristics. "

Zuo Xinxin said: "Mr. Zhou is over the award."

It's just something a designer should have.

Zhou Haisheng continued: "But you can't take it lightly. During the semi-finals, there will be a few designers who will directly enter the semi-finals. There is a one-fifteenth chance. I hope you will not disappoint Uncle Zhou's expectations of you."

Designers who directly enter the semi-finals must have certain strength and reputation in order to directly enter the semi-finals.

However, when Zuo Xinxin asked these designers further, Zhou Haisheng casually brushed it off and hung up the phone without saying much.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yucheng came out of the kitchen and saw Zuo Xinxin's face was a little heavy.

Zuo Xinxin relayed Zhou Haisheng's words to Jiang Yucheng, who frowned: "This kind of thing is also very common. Some designers don't need to participate in the semi-finals at all, but generally speaking, the information of these designers is not kept secret. Since Zhou Haisheng didn't tell You probably won't find any clues."

Otherwise, Zhou Haisheng didn't need to be so mysterious, even if he didn't tell, Jiang Yucheng would still investigate.

Who is the designer who wants to keep information secret even in the semi-finals?
Zuo Xinxin's mood suddenly became a little heavy. Originally, he was going to choose 150 out of 10 places, but now someone joined him. He didn't know the number and information, which meant that there were some powerful opponents invisibly.

Sure enough, every time Zhou Haisheng called, nothing good happened.

In this way, Zuo Xinxin lost the mood to make breakfast.

But things have come to this point, it is impossible for her to back down, Zuo Xinxin glanced at Jiang Yucheng: "You cook first, I will finish yesterday's design draft."

Jiang Yucheng kissed the top of her hair: "Go, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Watching Zuo Xinxin go upstairs, the tenderness between Jiang Yucheng's eyebrows gradually faded away.

Zhou Haisheng knew that this call would bring great pressure to Zuo Xinxin, but he still called. The purpose was so obvious that Jiang Yucheng wanted to rush over and beat him up.

Xiangcheng.

Zhou Haisheng hung up the phone, glanced at the safe in front of him, locked it gently, and then exited the room.

Turning around, he saw a woman with short hair and red dress standing at the stairs. It was his wife, Wang Ran.

When Zhou Haisheng couldn't be found at home, Wang Ran would wait here. The reason why she didn't dare to approach it was because she knew that this room was a forbidden area of ​​the Zhou family, and only Zhou Haisheng could enter.

Wang Ran concealed the disappointment in his eyes, and said softly: "Breakfast is ready, let's have some."

Zhou Haisheng nodded, and went downstairs past Wang Ran. The breakfast on the table was simple but delicate, exuding fragrance.

"This is your favorite steamed stuffed bun. I specially made some extra." Wang Ran picked up a delicious steamed stuffed bun and placed it in front of Zhou Haisheng.

The latter looked at Baozi, as if thinking of something, the corner of his mouth gradually raised an arc.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Wang Ran asked with a smile, "Did anything happy happen?"

Hearing that Zhou Haisheng looked up at the woman, Wang Ran's smile froze for a moment, and when he was about to say something, Zhou Haisheng said, "She came to see me."

she?
Wang Ran was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and tentatively asked, "Her daughter?"

Zhou Haisheng nodded and picked up another steamed stuffed bun. He seemed to be in a really good mood.

"Just find it. It's been so many years, just find it." Wang Ran didn't know what to say for a while, and was a little incoherent.

Zhou Haisheng didn't listen carefully to her words, and ate the buns leisurely, but Wang Ran didn't seem to have much appetite.

After breakfast, Zhou Haisheng's eyes fell on his wife, and he paused suddenly: "Did you cut your hair?"

Wang Ran was taken aback, then nodded with a stiff smile: "Yes."

Zhou Haisheng's expression remained the same, and he said "Long hair looks good", wiped his mouth, got up and went upstairs.

Looking at the cold breakfast in front of him, Wang Ran's eyes turned red.

After marrying Zhou Haisheng, she realized that he had someone else in his heart. That woman liked to wear red dresses and have long hair, and he kept hinting, but Wang Ran didn't want to be treated as a substitute, so she could only stick to short hair.

Zhou Haisheng went upstairs and planned to go back to his room, but he was a little upset, so he went to the room at the end of the corridor again.

Zhou Haisheng took a towel and began to wipe the safe, even though there was no dust on the box.

He rubbed and said to himself: "Xiaoxiao, she inherited your talent and successfully entered the finals, but today, I deliberately put pressure on her, you won't blame me, will you?"

After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Xiaoxiao, I really don't feel worthy for Xinxin. Why can they start directly from the semi-finals, Xinxin doesn't have this privilege."

"I know that they are descendants of the Song family, but so is Xinxin."

"Xiaoxiao, don't worry, I will definitely protect Xinxin's safety. After I finish this matter, I can come to see you without regret."

"..."

Zhou Haisheng didn't know how long he talked, and he didn't know how many times he wiped the safe. His tone was gentle, his movements were even softer, and the expression on his face made people who didn't know him think that he was facing his first love.