[Rebirth] North Drift!North drift!

Huang Wenyu asked Zhang Lingxuan to leave early, so that the time to arrive at the company would be too consistent. He planned to sleep in later and just drove his own car to the company.

Tianleguang.com goes to work at 10 in the morning, but that is only for ordinary employees. Executives like them, the company does not care about working hours, but Zhang Lingxuan is a very strict person. Since Huang Wenyu asked him to come out early, he He just happened to go to work in the company early. He just came to Tianle not long ago, and he is not very familiar with the company up and down. He needs to spend some time to understand it.

He studied art and design in France, as well as high-end brand appraisal. These were not his interests at first, and he just learned casually, but he didn't expect that he really fell in love with the profession of designer. During these years abroad, he He really found that fashion design is far more complicated and profound than he imagined, and the level of sophistication is definitely not as simple as studying airplanes and cannons.

Zhang Lingxuan's grandfather is Zhang Xiaoguo, and the whole family eats the imperial food. Zhang Lingxuan has never lacked anything since he was a child, and everything he does is out of his own preference, so he didn't think about where to work after graduating from abroad. Although he knew Huang Wenyu In Tianleguang.com, but he never thought of working with him in the same company.

It was by chance that his grandfather's old comrade-in-arms Yuan Demin said that a game company he invested in would give a part of the shares to his grandfather, but how could his grandfather dare to take it?At that time, it suddenly occurred to Zhang Lingxuan that he had just returned from abroad and had no suitable job, so he directly transferred it to Zhang Lingxuan.

Zhang Xiaoguo felt that if Zhang Lingxuan took this opportunity to work hard in a big company, the descendants of the old Zhang family would have to make a career, and they would definitely not be able to idle around for a lifetime.

Zhang Lingxuan also thinks this is good, he is also looking for a company that suits him to work hard, not to mention that Tianleguangwang has a person he wants to meet the most, why not do it?

So under the arrangement of Yuan Demin, Zhang Lingxuan entered Tianleguang.com and gave him a suitable position-Chief Art Director.

Zhang Lingxuan's biggest feeling when he came here is that the domestic game design level is really bad enough, as vulgar as it can be, and as boring as it can be, but somehow there are so many people playing it, and it is very profitable.

After a few days of project reports, Zhang Lingxuan almost vomited. There was not a single case that caught his eye, and there was not a single design that made him admire.

Until yesterday, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. He finally saw a decent set of designs. Although there were some shortcomings, it was already rare. Zhang Lingxuan felt that a perfect design had never appeared before, and even a little flaw was considered great. up.

Zhang Lingxuan's car was waiting for a red light. He recalled the design he saw yesterday. Suddenly, a bicycle stopped by his car door. He just casually glanced sideways, but couldn't bring his eyes back.

Who is that man?It was none other than Tang Qing. He was wearing a white shirt and black slacks wearing a helmet that didn’t match his attire. Maybe it was because he was riding a little hard and was sweating profusely. The sweat dripped from his helmet. It flowed down and slid across his cheeks, a faint blush appeared on his fair skin, and he, who was facing the rising sun, had a light translucent effect on his entire outline.

He supported the car with one long leg, stuffed the last big mouthful of pancakes into his mouth, squeezed his mouth high, and chewed hard, he took out the newspaper from his pocket and flipped through it, He didn't notice at all that the owner of the car next to him was scanning his body from top to bottom unscrupulously.

Zhang Lingxuan's gaze involuntarily slid from Tang Qing's neck to his thin waist and hips, the firm and full buttocks on the car seat, and the thin and slender thighs wrapped in black trousers.

Tang Qing saw a sports news. A certain football coach yelled and insulted the opponent's goalkeeper on the field, and his pants were taken off by the opponent's players collectively. Two plump big white buttocks appeared in the photo, which made him giggle.

Tang Qing never smiled in front of people, and when he smiled, he just smiled. Few people could see him grinning, not for any other reason, but because if he smiled a little harder, there would be a smile on both sides of his mouth. Small dimples, eyes narrowed into a slit, coupled with his neat row of white teeth, in Tang Qing's view, he looked like a fool.

Tang Qing actually cares a lot about his own image. He is a man from Northeast China with deep-rooted manliness, so he hates himself when he smiles like a cute gentleman. If he sees a man pretending to be tender and cute in front of him Card, he has to give the girl a big mouth, so he will never expose his idiot image in front of others.

Unfortunately, his smiling face was caught by Zhang Lingxuan. Tang Qing raised his eyes and saw that the light had just turned green. He quickly stuffed the newspaper back into his trouser pocket, boarded the bicycle and rushed forward.

Zhang Lingxuan hadn't reacted from Tang Qing's dimpled and squinted smiling face, he was stunned for a while, and then he started the car when he heard someone honking the horn behind him, and looked at the front with his buttocks pouted, waist hunched, and arms swaying as he pedaled Tang Qing, Zhang Lingxuan couldn't help frowning, thinking why is this person so stupid?His riding posture is also ugly!This was a bit too different from what he saw yesterday.

He drove past Tang Qing, and Zhang Lingxuan once again ignored his eyes and glanced at his side face. The momentary glance seemed to be in slow motion, and he felt that he could almost see Tang Qing's face The sweat that flew out, his focused eyes blinked, and his slender eyelashes fluttered with the wind, passing through Zhang Lingxuan's heart with a fresh smell, and trembling on his body.

So, the car drove past Tang Qing's side at high speed, with a strong wind, which made him unsteady and almost turned onto the curb.

Tang Qing leaned on the steps by the side of the road with his long legs, looked at the buttocks of the fast car, and watched him drive into the underground parking lot of Tianleguangwang.com.

Tang Qingxin said, what the hell are you in a hurry for?Haven't you all arrived yet?Still driving so fast!

Tang Qing rode his bicycle into the parking lot cursingly. When he was riding inside, he saw Zhang Lingxuan walking in his direction. Tang Qing recognized that this man was the man he saw in the office yesterday, and they wiped each other. When passing by, Tang Qing nodded to him politely and symbolically, with a rigorous and serious attitude, and just the right amount of tepidity, just like the attitude that a big company employee should have.

Zhang Lingxuan was expressionless and nodded, but after Tang Qing drove past, he turned around and took a look at his back. Zhang Lingxuan's sharp eyes were like X-rays, and he quickly swept across Tang Qing's broad shoulders with one knife at a time. Thin waist, narrow hips, long legs.

Tang Qing locked the bicycle, took off the protective gear, tidied up his clothes, and went to the office to check in first, picked up the washing utensils and clothes he had prepared in the company, and went to the second floor Fitness room with bath.

Riding a bicycle is not good at this point. I always sweat a lot. I have to take a shower twice a day and change clothes. But there is no way. Tang Qing is the team leader. It's impolite for people to talk, and it reduces their authority.

Usually Tang Qing went to the company to work out in the morning and take a shower, but today he came up right after taking a shower. He wanted to tidy up his work. He hadn't done this work for eight years. He really didn't know that his craftsmanship was lost. Not lost, the design concept and so on, talking nonsense and fooling people are all easy things for him, but his errand is a designer, and he has to be very skilled, and he can't just rely on nonsense.

Tang Qing dug out the design drawings that had been a long time ago for him, and looked at them one by one. He smiled, and thought to himself, what the hell are these?Things that have long been outdated, if he came up with these designs in his time, wouldn't it make people laugh?Now his design must be much better than these things, it's really too rustic, why did he speak so brazenly yesterday, without blushing and heartbeat, how good his design is?

Tang Qing picked up the cup to drink, giggled while looking at the computer, and couldn't help cursing in his heart. Seeing the things designed by the team members, he couldn't hold back even more, and almost sprayed water on the monitor.

What the hell!The things I designed are barely outdated, rustic, no matter how they are, they are products of the times, and have nothing to do with design ability, and his cute team members are simply a group of things without design concepts. What is this all about? !This is the subordinate he brought out?Wouldn't it be embarrassing to take it out?

Looking at it this way, he was a leader who only knew how to work stupidly and couldn't bring out a good soldier. It seemed that he was not wronged at all for not being promoted.

Tang Qing hurriedly opened the document, prepared to sort out a lesson plan, and planned to explain the design concept to the team members another day. If he brought out these little bastards, each of them was as capable as himself, wouldn't he be promoted sooner?He didn't have that brain back then, he was just a kid.

But it doesn't matter, it's still too late, he wants to train his subordinates to be the elite in the industry in a short period of time, and it will be difficult for him not to get promoted by then.

Tang Qing was full of energy immediately, picked up a pen and began to draw a draft on the handwriting board, making a sample for lectures.

He couldn't help lighting a cigarette, ignoring the policy that no smoking was allowed in the office area, Tang Qing became more and more active in painting, he was a little excited, and felt that his craftsmanship had not been lost, and he could find the feeling of the past with just two strokes , He had conceived several interesting game settings in his mind, chose a game, and designed a set of racial symbols for it. It took only ten minutes, and several vivid and creative logo drafts appeared on the paper. The whole canvas is full of denden.

The cigarette ash burned for a long time, and the embers of the cigarette burned the cigarette butt and burned Tang Qing's hand. He quickly turned to find the trash can and threw the cigarette butt into it. Then he saw a pair of very decent suede shoes, and he knew the value at a glance It's expensive, and you don't need to look up to know that the owner of these shoes must have good taste.

Tang Qing raised his head and glanced at the person who came, feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, he suddenly remembered that he was one of the few Koreans he saw in the conference room on the 20th floor yesterday.

Tang Qing hurriedly stood up and smiled politely at the man, "Morning."

This Korean looks really iconic, I don't know if it's plastic surgery?I heard that all the good-looking Koreans have undergone plastic surgery. Otherwise, if the people on their side are pure and natural, they will basically not be able to look at them, and they will be scary to death.

The Korean is about the same height as him, maybe a little bit shorter than him. He looked at Tang Qing with those beautiful big eyes with single eyelids, pointed at the computer screen, and then gave a thumbs up, "You, good!"

Tang Qing resisted the urge to laugh, forced the corners of his mouth to move, nodded and said, "Thank you, thank you"

The Korean smiled happily, and he struggled to say something in Chinese, "Modest, humble!"

Then he approached the computer screen unceremoniously, clicked with the mouse, quickly used the shortcut keys on the keyboard, reviewed Tang Qing's design, zoomed in and out, hidden the display, looked at it several times, and kept making tsk tsk sounds , and good! good! nice! nice! wonderful!He has even heard of the "Spala Department"...

Tang Qing really couldn't hold back her joy, and wondered, are you Korean or Japanese?Or American?Why can you speak any language?

The Korean stared at Tang Qing's dimples in a daze, but Tang Qing immediately withdrew his smile.