give you a soft spot

Although I was eager to get in touch with Xi Zhuo, I directly called Yan Yiyun's cell phone without being rude.

Compared with all the documents and bank cards that need to be reissued after losing the wallet, I regard buying a new mobile phone as a top priority.

I didn't bother because I was restricted by the reissue of a mobile phone card without a document. I reactivated the mobile phone card that I had put in the drawer.

There is Xi Zhuo's contact information on the card, which is also his public number, not the one we contacted privately, and I really regret not being able to remember any of them at critical moments.

I returned to the studio in the afternoon of the second day. The interior layout has changed a lot, and there is an additional customer service office area on the first floor.

For more than a week after I disappeared, everything was running as usual. Ji Ming is worthy of being my right-hand man. He always makes me feel at ease when he handles affairs.

The new female customer service staff were all young and energetic. When Ji Ming introduced them to me, I still remembered two names at first, but they all got confused in the end.

"Senior Qi Yi couldn't find you, so he contacted me," Ji Ming said as he returned to his office with me, "He said he had something to tell you, and asked me where you were."

I asked back, "Didn't you say anything?"

Ji Ming smiled and said, "I wouldn't ask more questions, tell him that I will contact him immediately when you come back."

I nodded: "Is the online sale going well?"

"At present, the transaction is stable, and the source of customers is also increasing. I will ask Peng Jing to send you the financial report of last week."

Ji Ming's conscientiousness and responsibility made me feel ashamed. When I first started running, I frequently had problems and didn't care about the studio. I really didn't look like a boss.

My self-blame and Qi Yi's accusation completely overlapped, and this was the first thing he said after getting in touch with him, and he didn't get to the point until he picked out my faults.

"I want to ask Chen Zuoyi if you have made any progress."

I told Qi Yi that the action was delayed because of some personal matters, but the person who just scolded me seriously suddenly laughed.

"Cheng Ming, are you in love?"

I don't understand how he came up with this matter, and I even suspected that it was Ji Ming who told him the secret.

Qi Yi smiled and continued: "No one told me, I guessed it, and the only thing that can distract you who puts your dreams first, is love."

This is not a topic I want to discuss at all: "Stop talking nonsense, just ask me for this?"

My dodge probably made Qi Yi more certain about his guess, but fortunately he is not a gossip person, so he didn't ask any more questions: "Of course not, there is another matter."

"Will you participate in this phantom light costume design competition?"

Phantom Light is a project jointly launched by several top clothing brands in China. It can be regarded as a dream stage for young designers in the clothing design industry. It is held every two years.

The last time I participated was when I was a sophomore, that is, because someone wanted to buy out my design draft, I refused and vowed never to participate in this kind of rubbish competition again.

"You want to participate?"

He shook his head: "No, I want you to go."

Qi Yi ignored my repulsion for the time being and continued speaking.It turned out that he wanted me to promote the brand by participating in the competition. It would be best if I could win an award. If I could not win an award, I could also promote the existence of Kakang Siyao.

I know his good intentions for the development of the brand, and before I accepted it, I didn’t forget to ridicule him for not being loyal enough. I thought of going international and let me get stuck in the domestic mud.

As soon as Qi Yi hung up the video, Yan Yiyun called and said that he was nearby.

I contacted him immediately after buying the mobile phone to give him a mobile phone, but he insisted on coming to pick it up by himself, so I told him the address of the studio.He also solemnly told him not to come upstairs, because there were still employees there, and he was afraid of causing a series of difficult problems.

After meeting him downstairs, the kid shook his head and said, "I really regret not coming over to see it before, but now I can't even if I want to."

I smiled: "You can watch it if you want, but you have to wait until everyone is gone after get off work, otherwise there will inevitably be chaos. Don't forget that your face will become more and more difficult to show in public in the future."

"Then I have to hurry up and do some things."

I saw his little fox expression, knowing that he was thinking about some irrelevant things, but I said insincerely: "For example, study hard and take exams, right?"

I am very grateful that he gave up the exam in order to pick me up, but after all, I can't encourage this kind of atmosphere.

When he was silent, I continued: "Also, promise me to calculate the expenses spent in Myanmar, will you forget?"

Yan Yiyun reached into his pants pocket and took out a folded piece of paper: "Forget it, I also made a list for you."

I took it with satisfaction, and couldn't help but bumped his ribs with my elbow after reading it: "What the hell."

"This is what I want," he said thoughtfully, as if he was afraid that I wouldn't understand his messy handwriting, "please treat me to a meal, design a piece of clothing that only belongs to me, and play football with me once."

I really lost to this kid, where did these novel ideas come from.

Seeing that I didn't speak while staring at the paper, he tilted his head and said, "Don't renege on your debt, these three things don't need to be done together, but they must all satisfy me."

If he wasn't a child who was eight years younger than me, I really didn't have the time to help him. When I was about to put away the paper, he stopped me suddenly, pointed to the lower right corner of the paper and said, "Look, this is the paper I recently wrote. The practice signature, handsome."

At first glance, it looks like a mess, but on closer inspection, the font is smooth.I smiled and nodded: "Handsome."

Yan Yiyun really likes to measure everything by handsome, whether he dances handsomely, whether his hair style is handsome, whether he wears my clothes handsomely, and even asks me if I am handsome when signing my autograph.

My answer is always handsome, not perfunctory, but really handsome.He has that unrestrained energy in everything he does, and despite his picturesque features on the outside, he is a pure man on the inside.

Fulfilling the first promise, I invited Yan Yiyun to dinner in the evening.The waiter at the restaurant recognized him as soon as he entered the door and came over to take a group photo. I watched from the sidelines, thinking that it would be more and more difficult to bring it out in the future. Sooner or later, I would be like Xi Zhuo and I when we traveled. I can't move an inch.

Yan Yiyun said that his agent had given him a Chinese manga dubbing, and he would return to the company to follow up in a few days.

Zheng Peiru is a well-known eye in the circle, with her leading hundreds of millions of years, there will be no worries about being popular, and besides these children are standing behind Xi Zhuo's team, this big tree is too attractive.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening when I separated from Yan Yiyun. I watched him get into a taxi and wrote down the taxi number. I would never do this before. Maybe I was really scared in Myanmar, and my safety awareness was soaring. In fact, it's just for my own peace of mind.

Bi Gong took the overtime staff out for supper again, and called me, but I shied away because I had something to do.

I have to contact Xi Zhuo, and he is only available late at night.

Can't wait to hear his voice, like a drug addict, I dialed his phone before I got home.

But the person who answered the phone was not the person I was thinking about day and night, it was the voice of a strange man that floated into my ears.