But when she said that, she also felt bad, so she hurriedly concealed and said, "I want to ask if there is any danger for you over there? After all, the Jing family's side..."
On the other hand, Jing Yihong, who heard the words over there, didn't say anything, but ordered in a deep voice, "As long as I don't let them know about my departure from Mangcheng, it's fine, and I'll talk about some things when I come back."
Obviously, the last half of the sentence was an answer to the why she asked unconsciously just now.
There was a movement in her heart, and some strange emotions slowly dissipated. By the time she came back to her senses, the phone had already been hung up.
Ruan Qianya twitched the corners of her mouth, secretly thinking that she was being overwhelmed, but still cautiously deleted the communication records on the mobile phone, and then opened the file management to check the records one by one, so she was relieved that there was nothing wrong.
When I went out, I saw that Guoguo had already fallen asleep lying on the table, holding a spoon in her little hand, and there was a little soup left in the corner of her mouth.
Seeing him like this, Ruan Qianya felt warm in her heart, gently took a tissue to wipe the corners of Guoguo's mouth, put the spoon on the table, squatted down and gently picked up Guoguo, and went back to his room.
After putting him away, Ruan Qianya went to the kitchen to eat something, and then went back to her room.
Waking up the next day, Ruan Qianya sent Guoguo to Aunt Pei.
Today is Saturday, Guoguo is on holiday, but she still has some business to go to work, so she can't watch Guoguo all the time.
And she was still worried about the kidnapping last time, Guoguo also said that she missed Aunt Pei these two days, so she sent Guoguo there and asked Aunt Pei to take her with her for two days.
Aunt Pei is also very lonely these days, with nothing to do, hearing Ruan Qianya's intentions, she naturally agrees happily.
Ruan Qianya then went to the company and asked the secretary if anything happened yesterday, but everything was fine.
She was relieved, and talked with the people below for a while, inquiring about Song Qixing's recent situation, and returned home after get off work time.
After opening the door and seeing the empty space inside, for no reason, Ruan Qianya felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, as if she was a little lonely.
In the past, when Jing Yihong and Guoguo were around, there were people everywhere she went. Jing Yihong often sat in the living room, and she looked at the back of that person at that time, although the two of them could not exchange a few words. , but it made her feel at ease and relaxed.
Ruan Qianya sighed, as expected, she was still coquettish, wasn't she alone before?No matter what, Jing Yihong couldn't take it anymore after walking for two days.
She shook her head and lost her appetite. After washing up, she went back to her room to draw a manuscript.
When I went to Shanyu Park that day, although Lu Xiyan still disturbed my interest in the end, the previous feelings were very clear and touched her deeply.
This time, she plans to use the cold and mysterious mountains and rain as the frame to describe the many costumes. The background color is mostly dark green or dark blue, but it looks a lot more solemn and noble.
After simply designing a few clothes, Ruan Qianya looked at the thick and colorful paper in front of her, nodded slightly, and put it aside.
Looking at the clock on the table, it was already early morning, so she simply put down her pen and went to bed.
After waking up the next day, Ruan Qianya washed up as usual and was ready to go to the company, but this time she took two chapters of design drawings and went there together.
This is her own idea, and it's just the beginning. How about it, I'd better show it to Song Qixing. With his vicious eyes, he will definitely be able to see if it passes the test.
Thinking of this, Ruan Qianya asked the secretary to invite Song Qixing as soon as she arrived at the company.
Soon, Song Qixing came over, saw Ruan Qianya sitting behind the desk, with a slight smile on his lips, and said gently: "What are you calling me, an old man, for so early in the morning?"
The current Ruan Qianya was already very familiar with Song Qixing. After all, he belonged to his mother, and he always treated himself with the patience and tolerance of an elder towards a younger generation, and probably also had some pity.
Ruan Qianya got up quickly when she heard the voice, walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, and also asked Song Qixing to sit on the other side, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Song is joking with me again."
With a simple reply, Ruan Qianya slightly suppressed the smile on her face, handed the two design drawings to Song Qixing, and said softly: "This is a first draft I designed for this exhibition. The color tone is roughly That's it, Mr. Song, take a look."
Hearing this, Song Qixing also straightened his face, took the design drawing from Ruan Qianya's hand, took out a glasses case from his suit pocket, took out the reading glasses inside, put it on his eyes, and then carefully looked at the two pictures picture.
Ruan Qianya sat aside and waited anxiously for Song Qixing's evaluation.
It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. Although he agreed to Song Qixing's plan at the last meeting, but he really wanted to design it himself, but he still felt a little panicked.
After all, the designers in the Jingshi Group are all well-known domestically, and she is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and has come to this step with such blind self-confidence.
The office fell into silence for a while, no one spoke, Ruan Qianya looked at Song Qixing, his face was still the same as usual, there was no difference, which made her frown.
"Mr. Song, if this design doesn't work, I'll go back and revise it. If you have anything to say, it's okay, I can accept it..."
Ruan Qianya wanted to continue talking, but Song Qixing's expressionless face over there was suddenly filled with a smile, how could he be as serious as before?
Ruan Qianya couldn't help being stunned by such a change, she stood aside in a daze, forgetting to respond.
On the other hand, Song Qixing looked at the design drawing in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Why does your picture look a bit like the charm of Shanyu Park to me, and the color is also similar."
Now, Ruan Qianya breathed a sigh of relief. If Song Qixing could see that she designed it with Shanyu Park as the inspiration, it would mean that he understood.
At least in this way, it will be easier for her to say later.
"Mr. Song's eyes are as bright as torches. My design draft is indeed inspired by Shanyu Park. This color is also the feeling of Shanyu Park during and after the rain. It looks more solemn."
After a pause, Ruan Qianya looked at Mr. Song and continued: "Most of the designs in the Jingshi Group exhibition this time were made by well-known young designers in China. It would be difficult to stand out by other means, so I thought of finding another way." However, it is not bad to start with Shanyu Park, which is well-known in Mangcheng, and it has gained a lot of glory because of its reputation."
This time, Ruan Qianya was opportunistic.
She went back and looked at the works in the previous exhibitions, and found that the designs inside were unusually luxurious, but they were quite satisfactory, and the colors were nothing more than those popular, eye-catching and pleasing ones.
So, this time she chose these slightly desolate colors.
For the exhibition held by the Jingshi Group itself, the people under its banner are naturally not easy to create some niche and alternative pasts, so this allowed her to take advantage of the loopholes.
On the other hand, Jing Yihong, who heard the words over there, didn't say anything, but ordered in a deep voice, "As long as I don't let them know about my departure from Mangcheng, it's fine, and I'll talk about some things when I come back."
Obviously, the last half of the sentence was an answer to the why she asked unconsciously just now.
There was a movement in her heart, and some strange emotions slowly dissipated. By the time she came back to her senses, the phone had already been hung up.
Ruan Qianya twitched the corners of her mouth, secretly thinking that she was being overwhelmed, but still cautiously deleted the communication records on the mobile phone, and then opened the file management to check the records one by one, so she was relieved that there was nothing wrong.
When I went out, I saw that Guoguo had already fallen asleep lying on the table, holding a spoon in her little hand, and there was a little soup left in the corner of her mouth.
Seeing him like this, Ruan Qianya felt warm in her heart, gently took a tissue to wipe the corners of Guoguo's mouth, put the spoon on the table, squatted down and gently picked up Guoguo, and went back to his room.
After putting him away, Ruan Qianya went to the kitchen to eat something, and then went back to her room.
Waking up the next day, Ruan Qianya sent Guoguo to Aunt Pei.
Today is Saturday, Guoguo is on holiday, but she still has some business to go to work, so she can't watch Guoguo all the time.
And she was still worried about the kidnapping last time, Guoguo also said that she missed Aunt Pei these two days, so she sent Guoguo there and asked Aunt Pei to take her with her for two days.
Aunt Pei is also very lonely these days, with nothing to do, hearing Ruan Qianya's intentions, she naturally agrees happily.
Ruan Qianya then went to the company and asked the secretary if anything happened yesterday, but everything was fine.
She was relieved, and talked with the people below for a while, inquiring about Song Qixing's recent situation, and returned home after get off work time.
After opening the door and seeing the empty space inside, for no reason, Ruan Qianya felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, as if she was a little lonely.
In the past, when Jing Yihong and Guoguo were around, there were people everywhere she went. Jing Yihong often sat in the living room, and she looked at the back of that person at that time, although the two of them could not exchange a few words. , but it made her feel at ease and relaxed.
Ruan Qianya sighed, as expected, she was still coquettish, wasn't she alone before?No matter what, Jing Yihong couldn't take it anymore after walking for two days.
She shook her head and lost her appetite. After washing up, she went back to her room to draw a manuscript.
When I went to Shanyu Park that day, although Lu Xiyan still disturbed my interest in the end, the previous feelings were very clear and touched her deeply.
This time, she plans to use the cold and mysterious mountains and rain as the frame to describe the many costumes. The background color is mostly dark green or dark blue, but it looks a lot more solemn and noble.
After simply designing a few clothes, Ruan Qianya looked at the thick and colorful paper in front of her, nodded slightly, and put it aside.
Looking at the clock on the table, it was already early morning, so she simply put down her pen and went to bed.
After waking up the next day, Ruan Qianya washed up as usual and was ready to go to the company, but this time she took two chapters of design drawings and went there together.
This is her own idea, and it's just the beginning. How about it, I'd better show it to Song Qixing. With his vicious eyes, he will definitely be able to see if it passes the test.
Thinking of this, Ruan Qianya asked the secretary to invite Song Qixing as soon as she arrived at the company.
Soon, Song Qixing came over, saw Ruan Qianya sitting behind the desk, with a slight smile on his lips, and said gently: "What are you calling me, an old man, for so early in the morning?"
The current Ruan Qianya was already very familiar with Song Qixing. After all, he belonged to his mother, and he always treated himself with the patience and tolerance of an elder towards a younger generation, and probably also had some pity.
Ruan Qianya got up quickly when she heard the voice, walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, and also asked Song Qixing to sit on the other side, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Song is joking with me again."
With a simple reply, Ruan Qianya slightly suppressed the smile on her face, handed the two design drawings to Song Qixing, and said softly: "This is a first draft I designed for this exhibition. The color tone is roughly That's it, Mr. Song, take a look."
Hearing this, Song Qixing also straightened his face, took the design drawing from Ruan Qianya's hand, took out a glasses case from his suit pocket, took out the reading glasses inside, put it on his eyes, and then carefully looked at the two pictures picture.
Ruan Qianya sat aside and waited anxiously for Song Qixing's evaluation.
It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. Although he agreed to Song Qixing's plan at the last meeting, but he really wanted to design it himself, but he still felt a little panicked.
After all, the designers in the Jingshi Group are all well-known domestically, and she is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and has come to this step with such blind self-confidence.
The office fell into silence for a while, no one spoke, Ruan Qianya looked at Song Qixing, his face was still the same as usual, there was no difference, which made her frown.
"Mr. Song, if this design doesn't work, I'll go back and revise it. If you have anything to say, it's okay, I can accept it..."
Ruan Qianya wanted to continue talking, but Song Qixing's expressionless face over there was suddenly filled with a smile, how could he be as serious as before?
Ruan Qianya couldn't help being stunned by such a change, she stood aside in a daze, forgetting to respond.
On the other hand, Song Qixing looked at the design drawing in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Why does your picture look a bit like the charm of Shanyu Park to me, and the color is also similar."
Now, Ruan Qianya breathed a sigh of relief. If Song Qixing could see that she designed it with Shanyu Park as the inspiration, it would mean that he understood.
At least in this way, it will be easier for her to say later.
"Mr. Song's eyes are as bright as torches. My design draft is indeed inspired by Shanyu Park. This color is also the feeling of Shanyu Park during and after the rain. It looks more solemn."
After a pause, Ruan Qianya looked at Mr. Song and continued: "Most of the designs in the Jingshi Group exhibition this time were made by well-known young designers in China. It would be difficult to stand out by other means, so I thought of finding another way." However, it is not bad to start with Shanyu Park, which is well-known in Mangcheng, and it has gained a lot of glory because of its reputation."
This time, Ruan Qianya was opportunistic.
She went back and looked at the works in the previous exhibitions, and found that the designs inside were unusually luxurious, but they were quite satisfactory, and the colors were nothing more than those popular, eye-catching and pleasing ones.
So, this time she chose these slightly desolate colors.
For the exhibition held by the Jingshi Group itself, the people under its banner are naturally not easy to create some niche and alternative pasts, so this allowed her to take advantage of the loopholes.
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