Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

This is the first time Luo Qiuan has seen the director of the design department. His hair is combed back, revealing a full forehead, with angular silhouette, a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and boldly contrasting colors in his clothes. He is 1.8 meters tall. The man just raised a pair of orchid fingers.

She withdrew her gaze, "What time is the manuscript due?"

"Give it to others before one o'clock in the afternoon."

"...Okay." The first task, she has to complete anyway, and she can get out after get off work with some extra work.

"Qiu An, Party A is quite picky, don't be stereotyped, don't be common, remember~ damn ghost." Director Yu raised his orchid fingers, twisted his little buttocks and wobbled away again.

Luo Qiuan was left alone and murmured to himself, "Space, creativity, space creativity..."

Taking space as the theme is not difficult, what is difficult is creativity.

Luo Qiu'an thought for a while, and began to write the first draft of the painting.

When getting off work, Xiao Qiao came up to Luo Qiu'an to have a look, "Did you draw it so quickly? Qiu'an, you are really good."

"Is this a dimensional space? Qiu'an."

On the pendant, colorful gemstones burst into brilliant light, and there are scattered diamonds dotted around, like every explorer who wants to break through the dimensional space.

"Yes, but I always feel that something is missing." Luo Qiuan frowned beautifully, thinking hard.

Xiao Qiao covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "Qiu'an, this drawing of yours is perfect enough, you can come up with such a good idea in such a short time, you see, this hollowed-out design has distinct layers, which well reflects the space. feeling."

"It's not bad, Qiu An, are you going to hand in the manuscript now?" Director Yu stood behind the two of them at some point, "Qiu An, you are very talented in design."

"Thank you, Director, Xiao Qiao." Now that the director said so, Luo Qiuan handed the sketch to Director Yu first.

Director Yu's little Lanhua raised her fingers and snapped her fingers towards the paper, "Okay, you and I will meet with Party A tomorrow to discuss specific design proposals. Come on, I like you."

Luo Qiuan smiled slightly.

Lin Xiaoxiao's broken pencil fell over, and Xiao Qiao shrank her head. Sister Xiaoxiao was not like this before. Ever since the plagiarism of design drawings happened, she always competed for newcomers.

Director Yu turned cold, "Lin Xiaoxiao, if you don't make any innovations this month, you can pack up and leave. For the sake of being an old employee, you used the same old design drafts to perfuse me, and I didn't either. I care about it, but the company won't support me for nothing."

Lin Xiaoxiao gave a muffled answer, Director Yu snorted coldly, turned his back and left without looking back.

Behind him, Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes were heavy. Since the theft incident, she had no creative inspiration for a long time. She used to be a highly praised designer, but now no one cares about her, and there are very few design projects in her hands.

She raised her head lightly, and her eyes glanced at Luo Qiuan. The seeds of jealousy gradually took root in her heart. Is a newcomer worthy of coming over to take on this design project at the beginning?She hasn't had a client for two weeks.

The blue sky gradually dimmed, and the colleagues who walked in twos and threes went home from get off work one after another.

"Qiu An, I'm leaving." Xiao Qiao knocked on the table, jumping on her toes.

Luo Qiuan nodded, "Go home and be safe."

"Don't be too busy, Lao Yu won't force you to work overtime."

Luo Qiu'an raised her head in surprise, Mu Xin's tall figure gradually receded, and she curled her lips. These colleagues are all good.

It was approaching eight o'clock in the evening, Luo Qiuan rubbed her head, wondering what was wrong, this design draft always made her feel that something was lacking, no matter how much she revised it, it would not be right.

Forget it, go to the hospital first, don't keep grandma waiting.

When she walked out of the company building, a bunch of couples were arguing on the noisy street.

"Do you not love me anymore?"

"Don't make trouble for no reason, okay? Can you give me some private space?" The boy shook off the girl's hand impatiently.

Luo Qiuan's eyes lit up in an instant, shining brightly.

Maybe she thought in the wrong direction at the beginning, space does not necessarily refer to dimensional space, it may also be personal privacy space.

She lowered her head and searched the previous style themes of Aspirations magazine. The theme of this issue is actually more about expressing privacy.

Luo Qiu made up his mind and rushed towards the hospital.

Laner Hospital is currently the place with the highest medical level in China, and of course, the cost is also the most expensive.

"Grandma? I'm off work." Luo Qiuan raised the porridge in his hand. Since she was a child, she and her grandmother depended on each other for life, and their relationship is extraordinary.

"An'an, how was your first day at work?" The old man with thinning white hair struggled to hold up half of his body, Luo Qiuan quickly put down the porridge in his hands, and stepped forward to put a pillow on the old man.

"The colleagues and benefits are very good. Now, grandma, you can rest assured that our medical expenses are covered."

"Our An'an actually doesn't need to work so hard." Li Lianxiang stretched out her bony hand to touch the woman's soft hair, "Your father is really, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepdad."

"Don't talk about grandma, hurry up, drink some porridge." Since grandma had a cerebral hemorrhage, she has avoided meat, oil and spicy food, and she can't get emotional. Grandma has a strong taste, and Luo Qiu'an failed to make her grandma grow any meat.

Touching the old man's thin hand, Luo Qiu'an felt a pang of sadness in his heart, grandma will definitely get better.

In the brightly lit ward, the old man was smiling all over his eyes, drinking porridge with his head slightly lowered, and his eyes were all about her granddaughter who had devoted herself to hand-painting.

Early the next morning, Luo Qiu'an rushed to the company, her sympathetic eyes passing by vaguely along the way.

Xiao Qiao came over with a worried face, "Qiu An, your design draft...is gone."

"Isn't it at the director's place?"

"Qiu'an, you came just in time. I came to see you for something." Director Yu was full of apologies, and Luo Qiu'an's heart skipped a beat.

Thinking of the design drawings that were rushed out overnight in her bag, she felt a little more at ease.

Luo Qiu'an walked into the office behind Director Yu, "Sit down, Qiu'an, your design drawings are gone. I went home early yesterday and put your drawings in the drawer. I didn't expect someone to be so bold as to enter my office." The office gets the manuscript."

"Didn't the surveillance see anyone?" Who is going to steal her manuscript?
"Yesterday's monitoring was broken." Speaking of this, Director Yu's Lanhua fingers couldn't help trembling, "I really don't know which bad guy it is, that party A temporarily changed the time because of the change of schedule, I thought your The manuscript has been handed in, so we agreed, and we will go over to discuss the design proposal around 10:30."

"Qiu An, can you make it in such a short time? Who is that murderer? If I find her out, I'll let her pack up and leave immediately."