Boss is not too cold

Ever since Yun Qing talked to Wei Fanshui about something that was not formal at all, Wei Fanshui seemed to have regained his motivation to work.

What are you working hard for?Of course it is to make money.But besides this, Wei Fanshui also wanted to try to get back what should belong to him.

You don't have to worry about being picked on by others, you don't have to worry about being overwhelmed by your well-prepared works, you don't have to worry about being too sharp and being confronted by others, and you don't have to worry about being avenged by public officials and suffering grievances and ridicule.

These are all because of Yun Qing's words.

Or, it's not just because of this sentence.

The one-month contact in the "previous life" made Wei Fanshui understand that this new director is very strict with his work.And this short few days of contact, let Wei Fanshui see how clear Yun Qing is.

It turned out that before she knew it, she had already regarded Director Yun as a trustworthy person.

The corners of Wei Fanshui's lips curled up inadvertently, and he sorted out his revised design draft and submitted it to the director's office.

This time Wei Fanshui designed a dress and a shirt top, which belong to two series with different styles.

Yun Qing took the design draft and looked at it carefully for a long time, so long that Wei Fanshui began to wonder if what he did was particularly bad.

"Add a pair of pants to match the shirt." After closing the file with a snap, Yun Qing put the folder aside.

Eh?

This trend seemed a bit unexpected, Wei Fanshui didn't realize what Director Yun meant.

Yun Qing frowned slightly, "What's the problem?"

"Ah, no, no, I'll do it right now." One more design will get an extra commission, of course Wei Fanshui has no problem, so he hurriedly agrees to go out.

The time is tight, and the design should be completed as soon as possible to find out the problem.

However, just as Wei Fanshui turned around, Yun Qing said again, "Wait a minute."

???

You won't go back on your word, will you?

"Take time to look at fashion brand designs, we are preparing to launch a new series."

Oh, it's not good to go back on your word.

Wei Fanshui nodded in response, and finally went out.

This time I learned that the time to make a new series is a little earlier than last time, and I don't know if it is the butterfly effect I brought.

However, even if it does have an impact, the scope is estimated to not be very large.Wei Fanshui is quite clear about how capable she is. This time, she was informed of the news a little earlier, but there must have been a meeting among the top management.

It's just that the implementation plan may not have come out yet, so Director Yun only asked her to understand, without giving specific tasks.

The top priority is to complete the new task first, so that you can free up time to think about other things.

Zhou Rong's workstation was very close to the door of the director's office, and he seemed to snort slightly when he saw Wei Fanshui coming out.

I don't know why this girl has such a big opinion on her.

Wei Fanshui pretended not to see or hear, and walked back to his place calmly and steadily to start a new job.

Now that she has been carrying ten years of housing loans, she doesn't have the time to think about what a person who always thinks she doesn't like is thinking.

"Xiao Fan, are you still leaving?"

Time passed quickly when he was busy, Wei Fanshui roughly drew a shape of pants, and heard Feng Yucheng's voice.

Looking up, the people in the office had almost left, Feng Yucheng was standing beside him with his small bag, just stopped a little in front of the computer, his eyes stopped on Wei Fanshui's face and did not look anywhere else look.

Never look at other people's design drawings without permission, Feng Yucheng has always been very measured in this regard.This is probably the reason why he is so gossip, but his popularity is still very good.

Rubbing his sore wrist, Wei Fanshui also stopped and began to pack his things, "I'm too lost in time, why don't you go back?"

"Tsk, I just saw that you didn't react at all, so come and have a look. Do you want to steam? The weather is too dry recently, and my skin feels rough." Feng Yucheng touched his face seriously, and leaned over I have to show it to Wei Fanshui.

If you are rough, the girls may not be able to live.

Wei Fanshui pushed the man's face away in disgust, and continued to organize his things non-stop.

"Go by yourself today, I'll wait until the weekend."

"Do you have the heart to let me go there alone to be tortured? Go, go, I'm treating you today."

"Last time I told you to go, did you not go, now you think of me? Go by yourself, I'm busy." Wei Fanshui was unmoved at all, he packed his things in an orderly manner, and even had time to give Yun Qing sent a WeChat message asking her to leave first.

There was the sound of clacking high heels, and Feng Yucheng was trying to pull Wei Fanshui to sister Han's place, when Feng Yucheng's cold voice came from behind him.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Yuxiang was pressed the pause button, and his movements froze for a few seconds.

"Um, director, are you off work yet? It's nothing, I'm leaving now, come over and say hello to Xiao Fan."

The desire to survive made Feng Yucheng flee here quickly, and his design draft was sent back three times. Director Yun is now a curse in his heart, and he feels a headache when he sees it.

The ears are finally clean.

Wei Fanshui looked curiously at Yun Qing who hadn't taken anything, "What's the matter with the director?"

"No, hurry up." After finishing speaking, he walked back to the office on high heels.

So you came here just to see what I'm doing?

Wei Fanshui finally tidied up the messy desktop, and when he looked up, he found that Director Yun was already waiting for her at the door of the small office with his bag in his hand.

"If there is something urgent, you can go back first, just send me what you want to eat."

In the past few days, Wei Fanshui has gotten used to commuting with Yun Qing, and when he goes back at night, he will stop by a supermarket to buy some ingredients.Although most of the time Yun Qing just followed behind quietly, but she would answer all the questions, making the process of shopping in the supermarket less lonely.

Usually, they waited for everyone to leave before slowly walking out together.One is because Wei Fanshui doesn't like to squeeze in with everyone, and the other is that Yun Qing finds that everyone feels uncomfortable around her, so she simply staggers the time with them.But today Yun Qing came out to urge her personally, Wei Fanshui thought she was in a hurry.

Yun Qing wore an olive green windbreaker today, and she looked even colder with her hands in her pockets.Hearing Wei Fanshui's question, he didn't turn his head back, staring at the shadow on the elevator door, "Let's go eat hot pot."

......

So, Feng Yucheng was frightened because of a hot pot meal?

Wei Fanshui was no stranger to Yun Qing's magical opening method.Although she was still complaining habitually in her heart, she followed her words and moved on to the next topic.

"Yes. But there are a lot of people at this point, and there may be a queue."

"It's okay, there's no rush."

Urgent is not urgent, but waiting is very hungry.Especially hot pot, others will be more hungry when they eat it and watch it by themselves.

Wei Fanshui was helpless, took out his mobile phone and opened the group buying software, "Which one would Director Yun want to eat? I'll see if I can make an appointment."

"Shangpin. We've seen the one on the road."

It turned out that the store had already thought about it, and the answer was so straightforward.

Looking down at the store that Yun Qing mentioned on the phone, Wei Fanshuilu didn't even look at it and just glanced at the figure of the person next to him from the corner of his eye and followed.

Today is Wednesday, only the third day of work and two days before the weekend. It is the period when everyone is mentally exhausted, and the hot pot restaurant actually has vacancies.

Wei Fanshui directly reserved two places, and then began to think about the menu.

Shangpin takes the route of health-preserving small hot pot, the environment is elegant and not noisy, and most of the customers are white-collar workers, and there are also many students from nearby university towns.

There are so many varieties on the menu without pictures, Yun Qing looks worried and doesn't know how to choose.

Seeing that Wei Fanshui had already ordered something, Yun Qing simply threw away the pen, "Order it, I don't know you."

I don't know what to be confident about!

Wei Fanshui immediately laughed, "Which one do you want to know? Let me introduce you."

"Don't bother, eat the same as you."

Well, you have the final say as an official.

"Do you like vegetarian or meat?" Wei Fanshui decided to add a few more after he ordered two vegetarian dishes he wanted and a portion of mutton.

"It will be all right."

"Seafood or beef and mutton?"

"It's all right."

"Lotus root or kelp?"

"random."

......

You really don't pick anything.

Wei Fanshui recalled Yunqing's favorite dish when eating together in the past few days, and ordered a tofu skin, a shrimp smoothie, and a lotus vegetable, and then added two more mutton.

While waiting for the food, Wei Fanshui lowered his head and swiped Weibo. For some reason, he remembered that foreigners who like to challenge new things seem to like eating hot pot.

Although the person in front of me looks like a standard mixed-race Yun^shang^Xiao^zhu, but she speaks fluent Chinese, which always makes people ignore the fact that she actually came back from abroad.

Maybe it can't be said to be back, but to come.

Especially when she rolled the shrimp slip into small balls with a spoon, the look of this person with burning eyes was simply too unreal.

Wei Fanshui, who had a hot pot meal, was very happy, and seemed to relax a lot when facing Yun Qing.

The hot pot is delicious, but it is a bit annoying if the taste persists for a long time.The first thing Wei Fanshui did after returning home was to throw all his clothes into the washing machine, and then wash himself carefully from head to toe.

knock knock knock

There were only two people in the room, and of course the one knocking on the door could only be Director Yun from another room.Wei Fanshui was drying his hair, wondering what Yun Qing was doing so late.

Could it be that she found something wrong with her design and had to redo it? !

Startled by his own thoughts, Wei Fanshui hesitated a little when he opened the door.

"What's up with Cloud Director"

Yun Qing held a small flowerpot in his hand, pushed it forward and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I can't raise it well."

What came before him was the mint that Wei Fanshui gave as a meeting gift, but at that time, the lush mint had already lost its energy, and even a few thinner leaves had turned yellow and lost their vitality.

It looks like the lack of water is a bit serious.