The design director skipped work

When Wu Zheng raised his head from the computer, the sky was just white.

On the computer screen is a drawn Q version of the little man.In addition to Wu Xiaozheng, there is another image of a girl, Wu Zheng can be regarded as his own idea.

He didn't know what kind of girl Jiang Heng liked, so he got Jiang Heng a man.

Brother Jiang himself is mature, stable, smart and reliable, and the best match for him should be the cute, cute or even silly type, so Wu Zheng drew such an image, intending to surprise Jiang Heng.

Wu Zheng is actually not very familiar with the use of digital boards. He is better at watercolor and oil painting, so the simple Q version of the image that Da Touch can finish quickly, he stayed up all night to finish it.

Ordinarily, Wu Zheng wasn't that hardworking, but thinking of Jiang Heng helping him out and accompanying him to work overtime, he felt that he had to treat Jiang Heng better.

Wu Zheng kept these images separately and sent them to his good friends on WeChat.

-No competition with the world: Brother Guo, help me make two table pets when you have time _(:3)∠)_I will give you a red envelope at twice the market price.

Never expected that Jiyou would reply in seconds.

-Mao Erguo: If Young Master Zheng really wants to send me a red envelope, twice as much is not enough, hahahahaha.Keep the money for yourself, the desk pet will prepare it for you tomorrow.

Guo Ge is a classmate of Wu Zheng University, and one of the few friends who knows his real family situation.

For a while, Wu Zheng didn't know whether to complain about the title "Zheng Shao" or whether Brother Guo was still online at this point.

-与世无争：9月12日05:24:07。你怎么还醒着。

-Mao Erguo:.

- Mao Erguo: I'm talking to the studio's blackmailer, and I'll sleep if I win, you know what I mean.

Wu Zheng: "..." People are still addicted to food, I admire it.

But it's good to open a studio by yourself. When you want to go to work and when to go to work, look at poor Wu Xiaozheng...

Wu Zheng thought about it carefully. In a sense, he seemed to be thinking about when to go to work and when to go to work.

Great.

At this time, Guo Ge sent another message.

-Mao Erguo: Damn it, Shao Zheng, I suddenly realized that this male image is yourself, right?

Although it was fine when he was painting, Wu Zheng suddenly felt... ashamed when he was spotted by Brother Guo at a glance?

-Inviolate: ...is it obvious?

-Mao Erguo: Fuck it, don't make it too obvious, okay?Look at the ignorant eyes, the silly smile, the innocent expression.

- Nothing to contend with: ?

- Nothing to contend with: how do you make me look like a mentally handicapped person.

-Mao Erguo: [hee hee]

- Mao Erguo: Damn it, Zheng Shao, who is this female image, the female version of you?

- Nothing to contend with: ? ? ?What are you talking about?

-Mao Erguo: Isn't it? They look very similar, with those ignorant eyes, this silly smile, and this innocent look.

-Inviolate:  …

- Nothing to do with the world: not me.

This is what Wu Zheng designed for Jiang Heng, how could he become the female version of himself.

-Mao Erguo: Is that your girlfriend?No, you don't have a girlfriend, your goddess?

Wu Zheng wanted to explain it to him, but when he thought about it again when he was in college, Guo Ge was thinking about finding a partner for him every day, and he sent him the Q-version image of Jiang Heng that day, and he wentssip for a long time.

Even if he explained it to him seriously, Guo Ge might think of going astray somewhere.

-No competition with the world: hold back the nonsense, do it and get it done.

-Mao Erguo: Heh, pull out the ruthless smelly man.

-Mao Erguo: For the sake of my game opening soon, I don’t care about you, you have a situation, and you send me this Q version of the image as a table pet all day long, just like a Huaichun girl.Make an appointment for a meal on National Day, remember to report truthfully to your buddies.

Then Mao Erguo disappeared, leaving Wu Zheng feeling dizzy looking at this string of words.

I have a situation?What can I do?

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Painting all night made Wu Zheng's head bigger. He lay back on the bed peacefully and slept. He was woken up by the alarm clock at seven o'clock and had a splitting headache.

Wu Zheng was a little surprised at that moment, and finally found the feeling of skipping work!

Wu Zheng struggled to get out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Heng.

I haven't skipped work for a long time, so let me give you a tactful hint to give Brother Jiang a little mental preparation.

- Standing aloof from the world: Brother Jiang, I lost sleep last night.

-Jiang Heng of the Nine Academy: ...

- Jiuyuan Jiangheng: So you have an upset stomach in the toilet?

As expected of you!

After checking the password, Wu Zheng cheerfully sent Jiang Heng a [little raccoon], then put down his phone and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon.

The long-lost happiness from skipping work made Wu Zheng refreshed. He stretched and lay paralyzed on the bed for a while before getting up to look at his phone.

Suddenly, he found that Jiang Heng had replied to him in the morning.

-Jiang Heng of the Jiuyuan: [Little raccoon, what?]

The expression pack of the little raccoon is really cute, it looks good, soft and cute.

But...is that an exaggeration?

Wu Zheng reached out and pressed his face.

It's a little hot.

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In the midst of countless quarrels and prevarications, the work of the World Trade Exhibition was finally pushed forward to the stage where the plan was finalized.

In order to ensure that the preparatory work can be completed on time, the convention and exhibition center, conference department, printing room and other departments suspended their efforts to work together, and finally got all the necessary content done two days before entering the venue for construction.

Participating in exhibitions is unavoidable in various emergencies. When all relevant units in the exhibition area encounter emergencies and all contact the same person, this person will inevitably fall into a state of overload.

This overloaded poor man is of course Jiang Heng.

During the week, including weekends, he never slept more than four hours a day.

The most painful thing is that there is a docking company abroad, with a time difference of twelve hours.

Whenever Jiang Heng has a headache and wants to take a nap, this company can always send him a sudden "Hey, Jiang. Thereisaquestion..."

Jiang Heng simply suspected that this was an inner ghost raised by the conference department to embarrass him.

Jiang Heng has lost weight visibly with the naked eye, and his complexion is not very good. The only consolation is that the colleagues in the department still know how to hurt others. They take turns bringing meals to Jiang Heng, and the dishes are also varied, which makes Jiang Heng feel like a spring breeze. warmth.

-

Wu Zheng gave out red envelopes frantically in the "Caring Director's Fan Group" that he secretly pulled.

-Inviolate from the world: Thank you, thank you, everyone, for your hard work.

Xiao Liu, who was in charge of bringing meals today, did not open the red envelope.

-The upright and diligent Liu Jiang: What do you mean by the red envelope, the director is your private property, so we are not allowed to buy food for you.

- Standing aloof from the world: Oh no, I just don’t want Brother Liu to spend money.

-Never eat melons Xiaoran: Xiao Wu has been devoted to the director ever since he was kissed by the director in the team building~~~ This is probably a kiss~~~

-Inviolate:  …

-The upright and diligent Liu Jiang: ...

- Helpless Qing: ...

-Never eat melon diced Xiaoran: Hahahaha or or or or, just kidding and don't care.

Wu Zheng: "..." Miss, what are you talking about.

And isn't your WeChat called let nature take its course? What's going on with this new vest.

Xiaowei and Yingying screamed in the CP eating group that had been left out for a long time because they were too busy with work, and excitedly pinched Ziqing's thigh who fell into the melon field and couldn't get out even though he had no intention of eating melons.

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After the construction of the World Trade Exhibition started, all relevant persons in charge went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange for supervision.

It is not possible to return in batches until the exhibition officially starts.

The business trip list of the Publicity Office is Wansuo, Wangsuo, Jiang Heng and Wu Zheng of the Convention and Exhibition Center, Ju An and Jian Ronghui of the Conference Department.

A group of people flew to the Shanghai stock market and stayed in the hotel agreed with the exhibition, each with a single room.

After settling down, Wu Zheng didn't even have time to catch his breath, and rushed straight to Jiang Heng's room——

Start working overtime.

I'm so happy.

Smile manually.

One of the two was sitting at the table, the other was kneeling beside the bed, each facing their own computers.

The two of them are mainly responsible for the work related to the booth. Jiang Heng will connect with Factory Z, and Wu Zheng will connect with the construction. They will enter the venue tomorrow, and there are still many things that need to be finalized.

The internet speed of the hotel was not very good, and they got stuck while sending messages. The work progress of the two of them was not particularly smooth, and they complained while typing angrily.

Wu Zheng yelled: "What kind of construction is this!!! Tell me that there is no plastic steel plate when you enter the venue tomorrow!!! Shall I change the plastic steel plate for you!!!"

Jiang Heng raised his hand behind him and made a silent gesture.

Wu Zheng shut up.

Jiang Heng answered the phone with a gentle tone: "Hi, I'm Jiang Heng from the Ninth Academy."

Two 10 minutes later.

Jiang Heng roared: "It's time to tell me to change exhibits!!! Tomorrow you will enter the venue and you change!!! Exhibits!!! Exhibits!!!"

In front of him, Wu Zheng suddenly waved his hand wildly, pointing to his mobile phone.

Jiang Heng shut up.

Wu Zheng answered the phone with a smile on his face, and his tone was like a spring breeze: "Hey Mr. Li, um, tell me."

……

After twelve o'clock, the phone calls of the two people finally stopped.Of course, this does not mean the end of overtime work today.

In fact, based on past experience, they are all ready to work overtime overnight.

The two ordered takeaway casserole porridge, but to be honest, neither of them had the appetite to eat under such pressure.

I was so hungry that my stomach was screaming, so I just made do with two bites.

It's not the counterparty's fault to be so busy. Everyone is not innocent snowflakes during the avalanche, so don't blame anyone.

Jiang Heng's mobile phone handles the news from Factory Z, and the computer handles the news of foreign companies that are full of vitality due to the time difference. One is the first and the other is the big one.

Suddenly he heard a "boom" from the other side of the table, followed by Wu Zheng's scream of "Hey yo", Jiang Heng exploded instantly, not knowing what happened, and immediately rushed over, concerned: "Are you okay?"

Wu Zheng was facing the densely packed Excel parameters just now, and the more he was right, the heavier he was.

Like Jiang Heng, he has suffered from extreme lack of sleep these past few days, lost consciousness just looking at it, and slammed it down on the computer.

Wu Zheng's nose just hit the keyboard, and when he was awakened by the severe soreness, tears flowed down his face.

It's not that I was crying in pain, but there is really no way to cry when I knock my nose.

Wu Zheng was also stunned, and in addition to being sleepy, he subconsciously groaned, "It hurts..."

Then I reached out to touch my nose to see if the bridge of the nose was broken.

This hand was pinched by the wrist, and then the chin was also gently pinched.

This posture forced Wu Zheng to raise his head slightly, opened his eyes, and it was Jiang Heng's anxious and distressed expression that came into his field of vision.

Jiang Heng was so close, so close that Wu Zheng could clearly see his fluttering eyelashes, and his gentle and deep pupils like lake water.

Wu Zheng's thinking went blank for a moment.

"Don't move, dear. Let me see if you're hurt." Jiang Heng said softly.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow is the second update!

To put it mildly, it's Wu Zheng (zhēng) and Jiang Heng (héng), don't mispronounce it.

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