Tailor-made president

Ning Zi returned to the company with his head still swollen.Anthony ignored him, seeing him was like seeing air.Ning Zigui is content with his own sense of non-existence, and works diligently.When he was drawing the picture, he suddenly heard the people at the opposite table talking with smiles. He didn't hear what they said clearly, but he heard the word "Boss Fu" floating in from time to time. When Ning Zigui heard these two words, he wrote I can hardly hold it steady.

He works in HF, but he can often hear people talking about the young, promising and handsome Mr. Fu, and from time to time someone will talk about the middle-aged Mr. Da Fu, but he doesn't care much about it. , every time I hear it, that is to say, there is a kind of empty melancholy in my heart, which will soon be diluted by the busy work.However, when Ning Zigui heard these two words today, his whole body felt strange.Ning Zigui couldn't help but think of the temperature of Fu Cheng's skin that night seven years ago - the broad, dry back that he bumped into yesterday unexpectedly.

He shivered, as if he remembered something, nervously took out his phone, intending to ask Shuzai for Fan Baoer's contact information, but he didn't expect to receive Fan Baoer's friend request as soon as he opened WeChat.He passed quickly, exchanged a few polite greetings, and asked if the umbrella was with him.

Fan Bao'er replied quickly: "Oh, yes. I saw it today, it's very beautiful." Ning Zigui didn't know whether to follow the words, continue to be polite, or directly propose to take the umbrella back. However, before he could reply, Fan Baoer sent another message: "This is not your umbrella?" Ning Zigui rubbed his nose in embarrassment, wondering how Fan Baoer could tell, and then laughed at himself Laughed, and replied: "No, I can't afford it." Fan Baoer replied: "That's not what I mean, I just found the lettering on it, FUCHENG."

Ning Zigui suddenly remembered that Fu Cheng could be regarded as an engraving master, and the cups, pens, and other small objects he used were all engraved.During their relationship, once Ning Zigui saw a cup outside the window, and found that the price was more than his living expenses for two months, so he didn't buy it.One month later is the Dragon Boat Festival, and Fu Cheng gave him the cup, saying: "A gift for the Dragon Boat Festival." Ning Zigui couldn't help laughing: "A gift for the Dragon Boat Festival? I'm not Qu Yuan." Fu Cheng asked: "Don't you like it? "Of course Ning Zigui liked it. He looked it up in his hand and found that the word "Fu" was engraved on the inside of the handle of the cup.Ning Zigui thought it was a bit funny: "Why do you engrave the word 'Fu' on the gift you gave me?" Fu Cheng didn't explain much, but said, "This is my habit." Ning Zigui didn't have to say anything, and accepted it with a smile up.

Ning Zi was caught in the past for a while, and the vibration of his mobile phone pulled him back.He escaped from his memories, then looked at his phone, and there was a new message from Fan Baoer: "It's from Fu Cheng?" Ning Zigui felt extremely guilty, and explained: "Yes. I didn't bring an umbrella yesterday, I happened to meet him, so he lent it to me." Then, Ning Zigui added a special sentence: "He's actually pretty good." Fan Baoer didn't doubt it, and said, "That's a coincidence. I just I seem to see him in the restaurant. I was thinking how to talk to him, let me return it for you." Ning Zigui was stunned for a moment.Fan Baoer continued: "I really want to live on the 23rd floor. Give me a chance to ask him." Ning Zigui thought for a long time, and replied "That's good".

Ning Zigui had just finished typing the word "that's good" when he heard the door of the studio being pushed open.The scent of the perfume mixed with peony and Damascus rose, you don't need to look up to know that Antony is coming.Ning Zigui quickly put away his phone, pretending to be serious about drawing.Antoni walked to Ning Zigui's table and stopped, and looked at Ning Zigui's manuscript as if scrutinizing, which made Ning Zigui tremble again.Anthony knocked on the table, hooked his fingers again, and walked forward.Although he didn't say anything, Ning Zigui already understood his silent and high-handed instructions, and followed him forward.

The studio is connected to a lounge with a large space. There are sofas and tables inside, as well as snacks, coffee machines, etc. Designers can rest here when they are tired, and some designers simply sleep here when they are rushing to work.Now there are a few designers lying here and there in the lounge. When they smelled the signature perfume, they quickly got up and walked back to the studio without raising their heads, saying "work makes me happy".

Antoni sat down on the sofa, glanced at Ning Zigui who was following behind him, and said, "You sit too." Ning Zigui sat down tremblingly, and asked cautiously, "Brother Tony is looking for me? "Antoni raised his feet, glanced at him, and said slowly: "When will your probationary period end?" Ning Zigui was shocked by what he said, and Ning Zigui lowered his head and said, "There are still One month." Antoni smiled: "You know that too?" Ning Zigui smiled wryly and said, "I count the days every day." Antoni smiled mockingly: "Are you counting down for yourself? Isn't it? Exciting?" Ning Zigui was used to Antoni's ridicule, and he didn't feel sad, he just tried to say the same: "I know my performance is not the best, but I must be the hardest and most serious. "

"Fart!" Antoni scolded, "Which eye of yours sees that others don't work harder than you? They don't work harder than you?" Ning Zigui actually regretted saying it, but Antoni refuted it directly.Before Ning Zi could reply, Antoni continued on his own: "Even if it's what you said, it's pitiful enough. Among all the newcomers, you are the one who works the hardest, is the most serious, and manages to make it happen." What a ghost! Then aren't you mentally retarded?" Ning Zigui's excuse stuck in his throat, neither up nor down, and he could only swallow it in embarrassment.

Antoni said again: "Do you think you are mentally retarded?" Ning Zigui could only shake his head: "No." Antoni straightened his back and pressed his sore waist. In fact, he has been working a lot of overtime recently. I'm not young anymore, I can't bear it very much, and I have to guide newcomers who are not worried, and my temper is getting worse.Then Antoni glanced at Ning Zigui, and said, "I don't think you are either. I will report for the last time next month, and show your level." Then, Antoni stood up and strode away up.

Ning Zigui sighed.

After the interview, Ning Zigui immediately talked about it with Zhao Yuqiang.Zhao Yuqiang's original name is "Zhao Yuqiang", and his WeChat name is "The Strongest Straight Man in the Universe" - he doesn't look like "Yu Qiang", with slender eyebrows and eyes, fair and gentle, and his mother said that he is weak even with needles.He felt that this "Yu Qiang" was not suitable for his temperament, so he changed the name to "Yu Qiang".

Zhao Yuqiang is a newcomer to Ning Zigui at the same time.Different from Ning Zigui, Zhao Yuqiang is a real newcomer. He just graduated from Academy A and is now a designer assistant for HF.After listening to Ning Zigui's statement, Zhao Yuqiang nodded and said, "Why do I think Antoni wants to keep you?" Ning Zigui was stunned: "Really?" Then Ning Zigui thought for a while, and then Said: "Although it is strange to say that, but I also think he is actually trying to encourage me." Zhao Yuqiang said: "It is also possible. There are some people in the world who have shi in their mouths and cannot correctly say what they want to say." Ning Zigui felt that he was hit by an arrow for no reason.

Could it be that he couldn't say what he wanted to say?

Ning Zigui was embarrassed when the cell phone in his pocket rang.Ning Zigui connected the phone, and Fan Bao'er's voice came from next to his ear: "Fu Cheng asked me for your WeChat ID. Can you give it?" Ning Zigui is now hopeless, and when he heard the word "Fu Cheng", His ears were all red: "What does he want this for?" Fan Bao'er said distressedly: "Ah, it was fine at first, I just handed him the umbrella and asked the waiter for a cup of coffee at the same time, and turned my head , and found that the umbrella was broken. I hurriedly said that I would lose money, and he said——no.”

Ning Zigui could guess the tone of "No" just by guessing, and he thought it was funny, and thought: "Brother Cheng also said that he has become sophisticated, but the result is still the same." Thinking this way, Ning Zigui Zigui's heart softened again, and he asked again: "How did that umbrella break?" Fan Bao'er was also confused: "I don't know, but when I turned my head to look, the handle of the umbrella fell to the ground with a bang. I was taken aback too."

"Of course I can't ask you to pay for it." Fan Baoer said, "It's still good when you put it there." Ning Zigui said again: "But it's also good when you take it?" Fan Baoer smiled wryly He asked, "What else? Mr. Fu can blackmail people?" Ning Zigui nodded and said, "I think it's really my problem. I have to be responsible." Fan Baoer said: "You said he was your boss, I also borrowed an umbrella for you, why does he seem to be very unfamiliar with you? Doesn’t he even have a contact method for you?” Ning Zigui stood up in a panic, walked to a corner cautiously, and said softly: “Don’t tell him I I work in HF." Fan Baoer was also quite confused: "What?" Ning Zigui's mind was confused: "I, he and I used to be classmates... I met near the Black Swan yesterday... Well, I said I didn't get into the good dream school, and my work was a mess... I can't stay in HF anymore, I feel..." Fan Baoer nodded and said: "I understand, you think everyone used to be similar classmates, but now there is a gap It’s too big, I’m embarrassed to tell him, aren’t you?” Ning Zigui nodded meaninglessly and said with emotion: “Yes. The gap is really too big. I... I’m also very embarrassed.” Fan Baoer laughed Smiled: "I understand. I won't tell him." Ning Zigui breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you..." Fan Baoer said again: "However, I think you are great. You are no worse than him Where."

Ning Zigui thought to himself: It's far away... It's far away...