Jiang Sui Qinghe

They got into the elevator together, and Jiang Sui pressed the 17th floor, the highest floor.Fengyun Magazine's office occupies a total of six floors, and the rest of the floors are not known for their purpose except for high-level offices.

No one spoke in the elevator for a while, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Lu Qinghe felt so embarrassed that he almost couldn't feel the pain in his scalp, hesitated again and again, he decided to find something to talk about.

"Mr. Jiang, you came to the company so early?" He said carefully.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Jiang Sui replied lazily, leaning on the guardrail.

Lu Qinghe asked in surprise: "Boss Jiang, do you live in the company?"

Jiang Sui nodded.Standing opposite him, Lu Qinghe noticed that there were a lot of green beard stubble on his chin.

Apart from the sloppy look at the moment, Lu Qinghe couldn't deny that Jiang Sui had a very handsome skin, with slender eyes that shone brightly from time to time.The bridge of the nose is high, the thickness of the lips is just right, the whole face looks a bit evil, but it can't be summed up completely with evil charm.If you look closely, you can even feel that he has a cunning and dangerous aura.

There was no words for a while, until the elevator door opened, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the whole floor could be seen at a glance.

When he didn't get out of the elevator, he thought that Jiang Sui only lived in a room on the 17th floor.Now it seems that I was completely wrong, he actually lived on the entire 17th floor.

There is a lot of space here, and you can see the bottom at a glance.But it still looks so crowded, because the vacant floor is basically invisible, the sofa is covered by messy clothes, scattered papers can be seen everywhere in the room, and there are various book folders piled up beside the bed...

The coffee table is even more horrible, all kinds of bread crumbs, snack wrappers, and red wine bottles...

All in all it's a mess!Very messy!Very messy!It's like being robbed of your house by a thief.

"The water pipe is broken, and I haven't had time to find someone to fix it." Jiang Sui didn't seem to mind, stepping on an object that didn't know whether it was clothes or pants, and rummaged through the coffee table drawer.

"So that's how it is." Lu Qinghe couldn't figure out why he went to the bathroom on the sixth floor at first, but now he finally understood.

"Then aren't you in a hurry now?" Lu Qinghe actually felt quite sorry.

"Well, it's not too urgent." Jiang Sui didn't answer.

His voice is unique, lazy and nasal, sounding like he hasn't woken up yet.

"I found it." Jiang Sui had extra gauze swabs and a few medicine bottles in his hand, and he swept the various food bags on the coffee table off the coffee table with his palm, letting them fall on various clothes and papers.

After finding the place where the medicine was placed, he finally turned to Lu Qinghe and said, "Sit down."

In fact, Lu Qinghe really wanted to find a place to sit, because he was shivering from the cold, but after looking around the room...

"No, no, no." He waved his hands, because he really couldn't find a space to set his feet.Although Jiang Sui also stepped on the messy things on the ground, they belonged to him after all, so he should not be so casual, and he is his boss, so it is better to keep a certain distance.

Jiang Sui didn't force it, and walked up to him with the medicine.

"Lu Qinghe?" He stared at Lu Qinghe's work certificate.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang." Lu Qinghe looked at Jiang Sui's eyes neither humble nor overbearing, just like his character, he would not deliberately cater to him, and flatter him.

Jiang Sui couldn't move his palm with the medicine in his hand, so he simply hooked his elbow on Lu Qinghe's neck to see the injury on the top of his head.

Lu Qinghe was taken aback, a particularly unique fragrance entered his nostrils, it might be body wash, he thought.

He didn't dare to move, and only listened to Jiang Sui: "The blood is gone, but the hair on the top of your head has to be shaved to bandage it. Take it." Jiang Sui stuffed him with the medicine in his hand, and went in alone. Looking at the surrounding facilities, it should be a toilet.

After a while, Jiang Sui came out with a razor and scissors.

Jiang Sui was holding a razor in one hand and scissors in the other. Both of them were about the same height, but it was still difficult to operate. He simply turned around and kicked off the clothes on the floor and the sofa, rushing towards Lu Qinghe. Nodding his head, he said, "Sit."

Lu Qinghe sat down obediently and only listened to Jiang Sui: "Aren't you afraid that I'll cut it for you?"

Lu Qinghe shook his head indifferently, anyway, he had to cut it before bandaging it when he went to the hospital, it was the same for him.

Jiang Sui didn't delay, and slowly cut off the hair around the wound with scissors. Slowly, a dark red wound appeared, and then he gently shaved the hard hair with a razor.

Lu Qinghe felt pain and itching, and his neck began to shake uncomfortably.

"Don't move." Jiang Sui reprimanded softly.

Lu Qinghe resisted not moving, and after a long time, Jiang Sui finally finished bandaging him.

With his head down for a long time, Jiang Sui's neck was a little stiff. After moving his neck, he picked up the razor in hand and shaved off the stubble on his chin.

Lu Qinghe was at a loss for words for a moment, pointing at the razor hesitantly and said: "Boss Jiang, don't you wash it before using it?"

"The water pipe is broken." Lu Qinghe said indifferently.

Well, anyway, I wash my hair every day, and my hair is not dirty.

Just as he was about to get up and say goodbye, Jiang Sui walked to the bed, took out a folder from a stack of books and threw it to him.

This folder looks very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.After opening it, Lu Qinghe was surprised. This is the copywriting material he submitted to the editor-in-chief two days ago!That's right, the failed work that was passed.

Jiang Sui leaned on the sofa and put his feet up on the coffee table, shaved his beard and said, "You have chosen a good material. It can be seen that you are very concerned about the current social issues."

Lu Qinghe said tremblingly: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"Do you know why you can't pass?" Jiang Sui continued.

Lu Qinghe felt that his vest was sweating a little, he shook his head dully.

Jiang Sui stopped his hands and said, "The main point of news magazines is to write about fresh knowledge, and it is best to resonate with the majority of people. You have found a good material. The theme of "Empty Nest Old Man and a Cat" It’s not new, but fortunately it’s thought-provoking. The biggest shortcoming is that it lacks a selling point. In this era, not many people are willing to take the time to read your journal.”

Lu Qinghe is powerless to argue, this is his weakest point, is it a selling point?What is the selling point?

Jiang Sui lit a flue: "If you can speak out your thoughts to convince the public, then this is a good subject. I think the name should be more "Ancient Rare Old Man and His Experience in Raising Cats" and then the content will be slightly changed. Change and strengthen, so that the selling point will be there.

Lu Qinghe was startled, such a change did attract the attention of many people, and then he reflected the old man's loneliness and love from the side, yes, that's what he lacked, appeal and persuasion, that's the selling point.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang." Lu Qinghe bowed to Jiang Suishen.

Jiang Sui took a puff of smoke and said, "I thought this was something you should learn in school. It seems that you graduated very easily."

Jiang Sui's sudden words made Lu Qinghe blush, he should be grateful for guiding himself, but why did this sudden mocking tone make him want to take back his gratitude just now.