The design director skipped work

"Okay." Wu Zheng was in high spirits.

Jiang Heng hummed, and said again: "The driver is on the way up the mountain, and he should be there in half an hour."

When Wu Zheng got up to take a shower, Jiang Heng transferred money to Chang Zhizhi via WeChat.

After all, he slept in someone else's room, wore his clothes, and used his spare toiletries. Although Chang Zhizhi said no, Jiang Heng still wanted him to accept it.

The two were polite on WeChat for a long time, and Chang Zhizhi finally received the transfer. Jiang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard Wu Zheng say something behind him: "Brother Jiang, you are so kind."

That voice was close to his ears, with a mint-scented breath that rubbed Jiang Heng's ears a little cool, but his breathing made his ears itch.

Jiang Heng almost jumped up in a jerk, and it took three seconds to maintain his normal expression, suppressing the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat by these words, he turned his head and smiled as if nothing had happened: "Huh?"

"I saw you gave Lao Chang a red envelope." Wu Zheng said with a smile, "I was on a business trip with Balabala before, and he asked the driver to buy this and that for him, without even saying thank you."

"...Balabara?" Jiang Heng was taken aback.

"Make a code." Wu Zheng said, "Didn't you tell me not to keep complaining about my colleagues?"

Jiang Heng: "..."

It rained all night yesterday, and the mountain was still a bit cool in the morning. The water on the ground was still wet, and the tree branches in sight were covered with dew or rain. It looked fresh and pleasant.

Good weather always makes people feel good, and it is even better to stay with Brother Jiang.

Wu Zheng took a peek at Jiang Heng, he was still wearing Chang Zhizhi's overalls, probably because he was going out to meet people, now his belt was buttoned up neatly, and his hair was combed carefully.

Jiang Heng's side profile was extremely beautiful when he was expressionless, with a high nose bridge and delicate chin outlining a superior outline.

Wu Zheng happily admired Jiang Heng's beauty, and Jiang Heng suddenly turned his head.

The eyes of the two met for a moment, and then Jiang Heng turned his eyes away as if he had been shocked.

Wu Zheng:?

Jiang Heng also seemed to feel that his reaction was a little overwhelmed, and coughed lightly: "What are you looking at me for, is it pretty?"

"It's beautiful." Wu Zheng said sincerely.

Jiang Heng's light cough turned into a violent cough, Wu Zheng was startled, and asked with concern, "Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Heng coughed so much that he bent down, turned his face away and only waved his hands at him: "It's okay, I was choking on saliva."

Back to the town by car, the time is ten o'clock in the morning.The conditions at Hengshan Station are limited after all, neither of them had a good rest last night, so they agreed to wash up and tidy up, and see you downstairs at twelve o'clock.

When Wu Zheng took a beautiful shower and was about to change clothes, he suddenly found a very embarrassing problem.

Because the business trip lasted only two days, and he was very angry before departure, Wu Zheng, who was angry, only brought two jackets and one pair of jeans, and decided to express his dissatisfaction with this business trip with perfunctory attire.

Then this pair of jeans is hanging in the bathroom wet because it rained yesterday.

Wu Zheng silently looked at the suitcase.

I just want to give myself a big ellipsis in my heart.

Jiang Heng washed his clothes, took a shower, and shaved his beard. Finally, he felt lighter.

Then he also encountered similar problems as Wu Zheng.

However, Wu Zheng had no clothes to wear, and Jiang Heng couldn't choose which one to wear.

Do you wear this black-and-white-striped one or this white-and-black-striped one?

Jiang Heng fell into a deep entanglement in the state of an idiot.

The one with white stripes on a black background will make me look more deep and temperamental, but the black stripes on a white background should make me look sunny and energetic.

Which look would Zhengzheng prefer to see?

If Wu Zheng heard this question, he would be so speechless that he would bang his head against the wall and ask Jiang Heng the difference between the two clothes.

But people are all the same. Before meeting someone you like, you always have to pick and choose clothes.

In the end, after wearing each of the two clothes three times and comparing them repeatedly, Jiang Heng chose black stripes on a white background, because he felt that Wu Zheng's personality was more sunny and outgoing, so wearing it would match Wu Zheng better.

Although objectively speaking, the two T-shirts are almost identical in terms of shape, fabric and color, only the sleeves and necklines are slightly different.

After finally picking out the clothes, combing his hair in front of the mirror, and even wiping his glasses clean without any dust, Jiang Heng was finally ready to go downstairs like a proud little peacock.

It's embarrassing to chase after, but in front of the person you like, you still have to swipe your favorability, otherwise it will be different from a salted fish.

Because he was struggling with which clothes to wear, Jiang Heng was a little late for 2 minutes. When he arrived at the first floor, he found that Wu Zheng was already sitting on the sofa in the lobby waiting.

Jiang Heng greeted him, but found Wu Zheng sitting there, dawdling for a while before standing up.

Jiang Heng was at a loss, what's wrong?

Wu Zheng is still very cute today, wearing a printed T-shirt with a white background, and a pair of...

A pair of trousers have a circle of plush piping, and a pair of three-dimensional bear ears are also trimmed on the piping.

Jiang Heng:?

Seeing Wu Zheng's expression changed from nonchalant to cover-up to embarrassment, and finally looked at him angrily, Jiang Heng quickly waved his hands, barely suppressing the smile that almost reached the ears.

It's so cute too! ! !

Of course, Wu Zheng couldn't get into Jiang Heng's inner OS, he only saw Jiang Heng glance towards him, and his eyes froze on his pants.

stop looking!

what can I do!I only have this pair of pants!So what if it's pajama pants!

Wu Zheng roared in his heart, but there were other staff members in the hotel, so he could only think about his roar in his heart, and glared at Jiang Heng angrily, only to see Jiang Heng quickly turned his head away.

Wu Zheng: "..."

No way, brother Jiang didn't even see it.

Wu Zheng followed Jiang Heng sullenly, feeling very sad about being rejected.

Jiang Heng didn't know what was going on in Wu Zheng's mind, he only thought that he didn't get enough sleep, so he kept quiet and waited for Wu Zheng to become lively by himself.

The two found a noodle restaurant for dinner. When they first arrived the night before yesterday, they went to eat stir-fried vegetables with great enthusiasm, and they both experienced the taste of chrysanthemum residues. Now they are very self-aware of their ability to eat spicy food.

Jiang Heng ordered slightly spicy food, and Wu Zheng repeatedly declared that he wanted "not spicy" with "no chili added". In the end, amidst the aggrieved murmurs of the proprietress, the two of them ate deliciously.

Unlike Jiang Heng, Wu Zheng is a madman in the circle of friends, but his authority is very high, and his colleagues can see his circle of friends, that is, Jiang Heng and the three girls from the design department, even Ding Ran. In the "Barely don't need to block" group.

Wu Zheng "clicked" to take a picture of the two bowls of beef noodles on the table, with the text, "I'm on a business trip with Director Jiang", and sent it.

After dinner, the two of them took the bus to Shanchuan Ancient Street. The sun was shining freely on the earth. The ancient street was built next to the river. The buildings were all modeled after ancient times. The golden river reflected the houses on both sides. The willful beauty of Shu.

Of course, apart from the scenery, there is nothing interesting in Shanchuan Ancient Street. There are not many tourists. There are shops selling souvenirs on both sides. They also sell cucurbit silk, fake jade, and voice-activated toys that can be seen in any tourist attraction in the country.

At the end of Shanchuan Ancient Street is a small lake. On the other side of the small lake is surrounded by distant mountains. There is a stone bridge nearby, which was built by the ancients. Naturally, there are some legends attached to it. There is also a small pavilion not far away.

Jiang Heng seemed to like this kind of landscape very much. Standing on the bridge and looking at the distant mountains, he was a little lost in thought.

Wu Zheng is not that interested in natural scenery. If a person has participated in too many sketches during school, and the first reaction when seeing this kind of lake is from which angle the painting will look better, it is inevitable that he will lose interest.

So he said to Jiang Heng, go and see the small pavilion by himself.

Wu Zheng went to the small pavilion alone. This small pavilion was different from what Wu Zheng had seen before. It was surrounded by six prisms, but there were walls on three sides. Wu Zheng was very curious. He ran to the wall and saw these three walls. On the bed, densely covered with red cloth strips.

Wu Zheng has been to many temples, and he immediately understood that this is the wishing wall.

He picked up a few pieces of cloth to look at, most of them were a pair of people's names, Wu Zheng had seen this kind of wishing wall before, as long as he wrote down the names, he could wish the praying person good luck.

There was an aunt sitting in the pavilion, she probably saw Wu Zheng's cuteness, she smiled kindly: "Do you want to make a mess of the handsome guy?"

Wu Zheng was playful and nodded immediately, and his aunt handed him a pen and a piece of red cloth.

Wu Zheng wrote his name on it, and after thinking about it, other people's names are one-to-one. Whether he adds father, mother, brother or sister, it seems to be a bit partial.So he added Jiang Heng's name and handed it back to Auntie.

Auntie took the cloth and said with a smile, "I wish you two a sweet and happy marriage for a hundred years."

Wu Zheng: "Thank you... ah???"

No matter how substandard Auntie's Putonghua was, Wu Zheng could still understand the meaning of the words.Seeing that his aunt was also a little dazed, Wu Zheng hurriedly bowed again to thank him, and then exited in a panic, looking up at the plaque on the pavilion, feeling as if he had missed a very important message.

Concentric Pavilion.

...I rely on it.

Wu Zheng was so embarrassed that he wanted to go to his aunt to get the red cloth back.

Have a sweet relationship with Brother Jiang, and have a good relationship for a hundred years?

Let Brother Jiang, who is like the flower of Gaoling, know this, and he must be killed.