Tailor-made president

While joking, Jasmine had already brought Ning Zigui back.Everyone looked at the new member.Jasmine especially solemnly cleared her throat and said, "Mr. Fu, Jamie is here." Fu Cheng stretched out his hand very naturally, wrapped Ning Zigui's shoulder, and said with a smile: "This is Ning Zigui, the designer of HF, Jamie .” Everyone smiled and greeted Ning Zigui.Jasmine introduced them one by one.Ning Zigui nodded with a smile, but he couldn't remember a person's appearance at all, and he couldn't stop saying a word, because he was always dizzy - Fu Cheng's hand was on his shoulder, and he seemed to be half-hearted. He hugged him, making him feel like he was soaking in a hot spring, surrounded by hot fog, and he was so drunk that he couldn't see clearly.

Ning Zi returned to work with him, only to find out that although the team of the new project left for Greece, the main designer is still in SC, continuing to work on the project at hand.But Ning Zigui can't get involved in the various projects that SC is doing, and just observes and learns.Ning Zigui's main job on this business trip is probably to attend various meetings with the president and his party.Ning Zigui sat and listened to the conversations of the people, and at the same time felt that this business trip was really not more than one more, and not more than one less.But he couldn't sit still with peace of mind, so he kept helping Jasmine.At first when Ning Zi came back to help her carry things, Jasmine was particularly resistant: "No, my master, please don't." Ning Zigui thought it was funny: "Where am I 'your master'?" Later Fu Cheng also said Let him go, that's all.Ning Zigui seems to have changed from a designer to a small assistant, running around like Jasmine to deal with minor tasks.Shang Xing Ning Zigui was also thoughtful, and he really helped Jasmine a lot.

At night, Jasmine drove Ning Zigui and Fu Cheng to the hotel.When the three arrived at the hotel lobby, Jasmine exaggeratedly said, "Oh, I still forgot to book a room for Jamie! What should I do?" Fu Cheng said calmly, "How do you do things?" Jasmine choked. "Well... I'm sorry." Ning Zigui couldn't bear Jasmine being scolded, so he quickly smoothed things over: "It's okay, it's okay, I can just find someone to live with. An extra bed is enough." Jasmine said: "But there are only three of us Stay in this hotel. Jamie can't share a room with me, so I can only wrong Mr. Fu?" Ning Zigui was stunned for a moment.Fu Cheng said frankly: "I'm not wronged." Ning Zigui blushed suddenly in embarrassment: "Huh?" Fu Cheng looked at him: "Do you feel wronged?" Ning Zigui shook his head quickly: "No wronged..." Fu Cheng Then he issued a golden tone: "That's it."

Jasmine happily returned to her room.Ning Zigui and Fu Cheng stepped into the hotel suite together inexplicably and quietly.Ning Zigui seemed to have just realized this cramped and embarrassing situation.Fu Cheng pretended that all this was natural and reasonable, and opened the curtains on his own.In order to hide his uneasiness, Ning Zigui used the excuse to go to the mini bar to get the president something to drink.

Ning Zigui found that the mini bar in this suite is really complete with everything, and there is also a capsule coffee machine.Ning Zigui stayed there and made two cups of coffee.

The suite is decorated with floor-to-ceiling windows. The champagne-colored curtains on both sides are opened, and there is a layer of white gauze curtains inside, adding a layer of snow-colored soft mist to the night view of the city outside the window.When Ning Zigui came back with coffee, he saw Fu Cheng standing by the window, with one hand supporting the cold window and the other in his pocket, overlooking the neon lights under his feet, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.Looking at Fu Cheng's almost perfect silhouette, Ning Zigui froze there for a moment. He remembered that during the day Fu Cheng was self-effacing to the boss of SC, saying that he was not good at modeling because he was not good at making expressions.Ning Zigui really wanted to say: You don't need to make an expression at all!

Ning Zigui held his coffee and stood three meters away from Fu Cheng, but felt that Fu Cheng was suddenly far away from him.The gauze curtain that floated by Fu Cheng's side with the evening wind seemed to be a layer of fog, wrapping him, making him more like an unapproachable figure.

But this kind of Fu Cheng seems to have suddenly returned to that moment - the moment when Ning Zigui fell in love with him at first sight.

In the early morning at the back mountain of the college, there was mist, surrounded by green trees, Ning Zigui was a little lost holding the drawing board, and suddenly a figure in navy blue clothes gradually became clear from far to near.When his face became clear from the dissipating fog, that outstanding appearance and unique temperament had the impact on Ning Zigui like a tiger rushing out of the foggy forest.The fierce tiger rushed out suddenly, pounced on his heart, turned into a deer, and rammed everywhere.

At that time, Fu Cheng didn't notice this fool who stared blankly at him at all.There are probably many such fools.Only now, Fu Cheng noticed him, glanced at him lightly, and asked, "What are you doing in a daze?" Ning Zigui was still the same as before, as if he had been glanced at by Medusa, petrified and unable to move.

Fu Cheng walked over and took the coffee cup from Ning Zigui's hand: "It's getting a bit cold." Ning Zigui came back to his senses and said shyly, "Oh... I think you're thinking about something, didn't you? Sorry to bother you." Fu Cheng nodded and said, "Then sit down." Ning Zigui sat down on the European-style solid wood chair obediently.Fu Cheng also pulled out his chair and sat down.Only then did Ning Zigui think that as a subordinate, he should help the president pull the chair?

Fu Cheng looked at Ning Zigui: "What are you thinking?" Ning Zigui was startled, and blurted out: "It's nothing, Mr. Fu." But Fu Cheng said: "I didn't say that, you still call me as usual." Ning Zigui Gui nodded obediently: "Yes, Brother Cheng." Fu Cheng felt that he called "Brother Cheng" too respectfully, so that Fu Cheng had the illusion that he was the big brother of the underworld.

Ning Zigui's embarrassed look is really cute.But Fu Cheng would rather Ning Zigui be more natural when he is alone.So Fu Cheng tried to open up a new topic: "I said I'd pay for your clothes, and it's already done." Ning Zigui was startled: "Ah? So soon?" Fu Cheng smiled: "Surprised?" Ning Zigui He also smiled: "No. But Brother Cheng has always been very quick at work. I doubt that Brother Cheng will never run out of ideas." Fu Cheng then said: "That's for entertainment. If I want to regard design as a I'm afraid the profession is not suitable." Ning Zigui couldn't help raising the question hidden in his heart: "Then...is it because of this reason that he didn't go to Academy A to continue his studies?" After hearing this, Fu Cheng, I was also a little surprised: "It's not what you said, I'm not worthy of the A hospital?" Ning Zigui felt ashamed for a moment: "No... that's not what I meant! It's me... I lost my nerve."

Fu Cheng looked at him quietly, seeing that Ning Zigui's face turned from dull red to pale, his face was full of regret, his eyes seemed to become more moist, as if he was about to cry at any time.Fu Cheng couldn't bear it in every possible way, and quickly comforted him: "I know, you were angry at the time. I didn't change my decision because of your words." Ning Zigui's mind calmed down a little: "That's... because of what?"

Fu Cheng lowered his head, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and looked at the black ripples above, with a look of sadness on his face.Ning Zigui didn't know why Fu Cheng was sentimental, but seeing Fu Cheng like this, he couldn't help feeling sad: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I don't have to know." Fu Cheng put down his coffee cup and looked at Fu Cheng seriously. Ning Zigui: "If you want to know, I'll tell you. If you don't want to know, then that's fine." Fu Cheng paused, then asked emphatically, "Do you want to know?"

Fu Cheng's extremely serious expression made Ning Zigui feel a sense of awe.Ning Zigui seemed to be trapped in a cloud of fog, but Fu Cheng's face was very clear in front of him.The same is true, Ning Zigui said without thinking: "I want to know."

Fu Cheng seemed very satisfied with the answer, and nodded slightly: "My father was sick at the time." Ning Zigui was startled: "Mr. Da Fu?" Began to be less active.But Ning Zigui never thought that it was because of his illness.

Fu Cheng was noncommittal: "I think I should take some responsibility from my father." Ning Zigui frowned: "Is this why you studied Fashion Management?" Fu Cheng was a little surprised: "You also know that I studied Fashion Management .” Ning Zigui smiled awkwardly: “I also read it on the company profile.”

Ever since he found out that Fu Cheng did not go to Academy A to continue his study in design, Ning Zigui has been paying attention to all kinds of relevant information, and finally found a simple introduction in a certain report on HF, saying that Fu Cheng is a master of fashion management from a prestigious school.

Fu Cheng was silent for a long while: "Actually, I also studied for a master's degree at this school." Ning Zigui was very surprised: "I also studied for one? At the same time?" Fu Cheng nodded: "At the same time." Ning Zigui admired Fu Cheng, I want to come to Xueba to be handy no matter what he learns.Ning Zigui asked again: "Then what else have you read?" Fu Cheng replied: "Psychological counseling." This was completely beyond Ning Zigui's expectations: "Psychological counseling? Why?" Bachelor's degree requires a relevant background. Those who are interdisciplinary like me can only apply for the direction of psychological counseling." Ning Zigui was a little bit dumbfounded: "I didn't ask this... I just want to know, why do I have to study psychology?" Fu Cheng Frowning: "Because I want to figure out something."

"I've always been different from others." Fu Cheng whispered, with unseen sadness in his voice, "It seems that I can't get along well with others." Ning Zigui had to agree with this statement, but still comforted: "That's Your thinking pattern is just a little different from others." Fu Cheng said: "Not only that. My situation is actually very serious. At the beginning, my father even suspected that I was an autistic child." Ning Zigui was very surprised: "No As for it?" Fu Cheng pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "It's really not. Although some doctors pointed out that I have autism and suggested that I be sent to a special school. But my father was not persuaded, and he took me to seek help from this school. According to some authoritative experts, it turns out that I have not reached the level of autism, but only have emotional and communication barriers. Through intervention, I can be like a normal child." Hearing these words, Ning Zigui was both heartbroken and comforted : "Well, you are indeed the same as ordinary people." Fu Cheng looked at him fixedly: "Is it really the same?"