I'm old, so cute

two days ago.

Aunt Qiu had just changed the sheets and quilts for Xing Bailu in Xing Bailu's room and went downstairs when she saw Xing Bailu sitting cross-legged on the sofa and drawing something with a notebook in his hands. Aunt Qiu saw him knocking his back with his back from time to time, so she hurried over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xing Bailu frowned and said, "Maybe I didn't sleep well at night and my back hurts."

Just as she was talking, Zheng Yanling came out from the kitchen.

Aunt Qiu hurriedly asked: "Sister Ling, I remember you said last time that you knew a blind master who was particularly experienced in massage and massage, right? The one you recommended for Mr. to go there last time."

Zheng Yanling said displeased, "I asked Yuanlin a few days ago, but he never went! He complained to me several times that his shoulders and neck were uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to pay attention to his body! Maybe he would get frozen shoulder Yes, you reminded me, I have to find time to talk to him again."

"The little deer is like this too." Aunt Qiu stepped forward and took the notebook from Xing Bailu's hand, "Stop drawing, I think you just keep your head down and draw like this all day, or you just sit in front of the computer without moving, which makes you uncomfortable. Today's young people don't like to move, even if you just sit for an hour and get up and move around, you can go to the master that Sister Ling knows for a massage in the afternoon."

Zheng Yanling raised her eyes: "Xiao Lu is not feeling well?"

Xing Bailu responded with a smile, and felt severe back pain for two consecutive days, guessing that it was probably Aunt Qiu's problem, so he raised his head and asked Zheng Yanling where the blind man was massaged.

Zheng Yanling said: "She is not in the massage business now, so she stays at home. But if someone she knows comes to the door, she will still pick her up. Her home is in an alley in the old district. You can't find it. Auntie will take you there later."

Xing Bailu frowned: "Aren't you going to the coffee shop?"

"It's okay, there are people in the store, I'll be there later."

Zheng Yanling took advantage of the breakfast time to call the master to confirm that he was at home, and then went with Xing Bailu.

Over the years, Zheng Yanling has learned to drive, but her driving skills are not very good, she drives very slowly, which often makes the drivers behind her impatient, honking their horns, and in the end, eight or nine times out of ten they have to overtake her.

Originally, Xing Bailu told him to drive, but Zheng Yanling refused to let him, saying that he was not feeling well, so he sat in the car to rest.

Xing Bailu smiled, it was a muscle pain caused by not exercising for a long time, it was nothing uncomfortable.

Parking is not easy in the community in the west of the city, and the alleys are impossible to enter. Every time Zheng Yanling parks her car in the parking lot outside and walks in.

Xing Bailu got out of the car and got out of the parking lot, only to find that the opposite bus station looked familiar, and then glanced at the alley entrance on one side, and finally remembered that this was near Lu Mingjia's house.

This parking lot was built later, when he and Yan Qiao came to follow Lu Mingjia, he didn't remember it until he saw the bus stop opposite.

"Xiaolu, this way." Zheng Yanling greeted.

Xing Bailu followed her footsteps. Lu Mingjia said before that Zheng Yanling also lived here a long time ago. Seeing her familiarity, she knew that she still came here often. It was not surprising that she knew the masseuse here.

This lengthy alley is still as dilapidated as I remember, with all kinds of small advertisements plastered on the walls.

When he reached the fork in the road, Zheng Yanling led him to turn right.

Xing Bailu couldn't help but look to the left, if he remembered correctly, Lu Mingjia's home was not far there.

Zheng Yanling took Xing Bailu for another walk, then stopped at the end of the fork and knocked on the door.

Soon there was movement inside.

It was a little girl who came to open the door, she looked very juicy: "Aunt Zheng is here? My grandma is waiting for you inside."

Xing Bailu followed him in, walked through a small patio and entered a side room, where the blind grandma was sitting on the edge of the massage table, and said with a smile, "You haven't been here for a long time, did you finally bring your brother here? "

Zheng Yanling said helplessly: "Don't mention it, he is busy all day long, so I will definitely bring him here next time. I brought my nephew here today, the child is always sedentary, so Auntie Yu, you can press him and unclog him."

"Then lie down first." Grandma Yu patted the massage bed and stood up gropingly, "Nowadays young people have a lot of frozen shoulders and frozen necks, and it's not all caused by bad living habits. ? Working in front of the computer at work, and playing computer games after work, they are all motionless! Where does it hurt?"

Xing Bailu felt as if he was being publicly executed, and said sullenly, "Left back."

"here?"

"Alright, alright."

"Then here."

"Ah... it hurts."

Grandma Yu smiled: "Do you know it hurts now?"

Zheng Yanling said: "Xiao Lu, you press it first, aunt will pick you up later."

"Ah."

These years, although Zheng Yanling has moved to Yutaki Bend, she still often comes here to see Lu Mingjia's mother, and she probably has only one good friend.

Xing Bailu guessed that she was looking for Lu Mingjia's mother, so he didn't ask any further questions.

He was pressed halfway and fell asleep, but was woken up by the message.

Yan Qiao: "Baby, what are you doing?"

Although Yan Qiao was on a business trip, he was very diligent in giving him information.

WeChat has just launched a new function recently, which can send voice.

Xing Bailu hadn't used it with Yan Qiao yet, so he recorded a section and sent it to him.

"Easy, light."

"Ah... no, no, I can't take it anymore!"

"It hurts!"

Yan Qiao: "???"

Yan Qiao simply called over: "Baby..."

As soon as Xing Bailu answered the phone, he couldn't help laughing wildly. He was still lying on his stomach, so he could only put his face on the phone: "Do you think I cheated?"

Yan Qiao: "..."

Xing Bailu suppressed a smile: "I'm having a massage. Ah...it hurts..."

Yan Qiao: "..."

"Baby." Yan Qiao's voice was a little tight, "Stop barking."

Xing Bailu frowned and hummed: "I can't help it, or you can try it next time! Hiss... um..."

"Baby, my pants are tight."

Xing Bailu couldn't help laughing: "You..."

"Don't hang up!" Yan Qiao said anxiously, "I'll go to the bathroom and fight you."

Xing Bailu: "..."

Originally, he just wanted to make a joke with Yan Qiao, but now Xing Bailu felt a little embarrassed.

Yan Qiao's voice came: "Okay, I'm alone now, Bao..."

Xing Bailu hung up the phone directly.

Yan Qiao called again, but Xing Bailu continued to hang up.

Yan Qiao:

"Baby????"

"Pick up the phone!!!"

"You just leave me like this???"

Xing Bailu bite the bullet and sent him a message: "You are only alone in the bathroom, if you beat me hard, do I have to tell the grandma who massaged me that she pressed me hard??"

Yan Qiao sent a bunch of aggrieved expressions over.

Yan Qiao: "Then what should I do?"

Xing Bailu: "Solve it yourself"

Yan Qiao: "How can I solve it myself?"

Xing Bailu: "Bicycle, manual transmission, choose by yourself."

Yan Qiao hasn't replied for a long time, and he doesn't know what he is doing there.

Xing Bailu sent him another message: "Why don't you come back now and I'll help you?"

When Yan Qiao replied to the message again, Xing Bailu had finished his massage, and Grandma Yu finally gave him cupping.

He was sitting on the bed flexing his shoulders.

Grandma Yu asked him, "Are you more relaxed?"

"Well, thank you." Xing Bailu stood up, opened and saw Yan Qiao's message.

Yan Qiao: "You bully me just because I can't come back now"

Xing Bailu couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, drink water." The little girl handed over a glass of water.

Xing Bailu accepted it and thanked him.

Grandma Yu said again: "Young people have to pay attention to their shoulders and necks. The pain is not good. There is also a young man who is so painful that he can't lift his arms."

Xing Bailu responded.

She said again: "Your aunt hasn't come yet, are you sitting here to rest?"

Xing Bailu said: "No need, I'll call her, I also know where she went."

After saying goodbye and coming out, Xing Bailu returned along the same road, and originally wanted to call Zheng Yanling at the fork in the road to let her come out of Lu's house, but just as he took out his phone, he heard Lu Mingjia's voice: "Xing Bailu, why are you here? "

Xing Bailu didn't expect that Lu Mingjia would be at home, and he thought again, he hadn't gone to work for a long time, and he actually forgot about this weekend.

Seeing the cupping mark on his left shoulder, Lu Mingjia frowned and asked, "Come to find Grandma Yu?"

This place looks really small, and everyone knows it.

Xing Bailu responded, and found out Zheng Yanling's number.

Lu Mingjia asked: "Are you planning to stay and work in Tongcheng?"

Xing Bailu felt that there was no need to explain this to Lu Mingjia, so he didn't respond.

Lu Mingjia said again: "You separated from Yan Qiao?"

Xing Bailu frowned displeased: "What's none of your business?"

Lu Mingjia said: "Don't get me wrong, I happened to see Yan Qiao yesterday, and this weekend, I thought he would come to Tongcheng to see you. Actually, it's good that you separated, and he is not sincere to you."

Xing Bailu was stunned: "Did you see Yan Qiao in Ninghai yesterday?"

No, didn't Yan Qiao say that he was on a business trip?

"Little deer." Zheng Yanling saw Xing Bailu standing at the fork in the road and trotted over.

Lu Mingjia greeted: "Aunt Zheng, are you coming to see my mother?"

"Yes, Xiaojia just came back?" Zheng Yanling was a little surprised to see Xing Bailu and Lu Mingjia talking.

Lu Mingjia nodded: "Then you guys talk, I'll go to see my mother first."

Zheng Yanling responded, and said to Xing Bailu, "Why did you come out first? I'm also going to find you, how about it, will it be better if you press it?"

Xing Bailu didn't care about this, he was still thinking about what Lu Mingjia told him.

Zheng Yanling said: "Then let's go, Aunt Yu is very good at it, next time you want to come, Auntie will bring you again." Seeing Xing Bailu turn back to look in the direction of Lu Mingjia's house, she said, "Listen to Xiaojia's mother. Said that he came this time because his job was about to change, and he came to ask his mother's opinion."

Xing Bailu asked casually: "Want to go back to Tongcheng?"

Zheng Yanling said: "Not really. It seems that someone wants to ask him to act as a star or something. He has a very stable job, but he seems to be a bit hesitant when he hears that stars earn a lot of money now."

Xing Bailu was slightly stunned. In his previous life, because he was in Beicheng, many popular film and television companies were there at that time. Lu Mingjia was discovered by scouts and entered the entertainment circle when he was in school.

In this life, he still wants to enter the entertainment industry.

That's right, his mother's illness needs money, and the entertainment circle is indeed quicker than his nine-to-five job.

After Xing Bailu returned home, he called his colleague from Yancheng Real Estate. Of course, he didn't ask Yan Qiao's whereabouts directly, he asked Chang Chuan.

The relationship between him and Chang Chuan was known to all the colleagues in Yancheng Real Estate. Coupled with Xing Bailu's hidden identity, he quickly found out about Chang Chuan's activities these days.

"Tezhu Chang has been very busy recently. He and Xiaoyan are always together every day, either in meetings or going out to talk about things."

"Special Assistant Chang has always been with Xiaoyan, how can we have time to come down to our eighth floor?"

"I haven't seen Special Assistant Chang since you stopped coming to work. When will you come back?"

……

Xing Bailu took a deep breath, Yan Qiao really didn't have a business trip, he was always in Ninghai.

Why did he lie to him?

Xing Bailu suffered from insomnia all night.

The next morning, my relaxed back seemed to hurt even more.

There was a message from Yan Qiao yesterday on his phone, asking him why he was thinking about going for a massage.

Xing Bailu looked at it for a long time, and replied with two words: "Back pain"

At the end, I don't know if he wanted to be coquettish on purpose or what, Xing Bailu added another sentence: "It hurts so much, if only you rub it for me again."

Yan Qiao came back quickly, but didn't bring up the matter of returning: "Is the mattress uncomfortable?"

The next day, before Xing Bailu got up, Aunt Qiu knocked on the door and said that someone from below had sent a mattress, and the recipient wrote Xing Bailu.

"Did you buy it?" Aunt Qiu asked.

Yan Qiao bought it.

Xing Bailu frowned, what did he mean?

The delivery person was still very considerate, and he helped to lay the shop before leaving.

Xing Bailu stared blankly at the mattress that was the same as the Wutong Garden bedroom for a while, then called Yan Qiao.

"Do you not want me to go to Ninghai?"

Yan Qiao hurriedly said: "Why? Don't think too much, it's really because of work. When I come back from a business trip, I will go to Tongcheng to see you when I have time."

He's still lying, he's obviously been in Ninghai all along.

Xing Bailu simply lay on his back on the bed, obviously it was the same cushion as the Indus Garden, but he couldn't explain why, he felt uncomfortable wherever he was lying on right now.

In the afternoon, Yan Jicheng called him personally, told him about the Tongcheng project, and sent him some electronic materials, saying that Secretary Yang would send him the official materials.

Xing Bailu took a quick look, and found that the project was approved about two months ago, and it wasn't Yan Qiao who made it up on the spur of the moment.

It's just that this project will take two or three months.

At this time, in the president's office of Yan's Building.

Yan Jicheng retracted the cable and looked up at his son in front of him: "Xiaolu agreed, but I heard that he doesn't seem very interested."

"No way." Yan Qiao tapped on the information he had just brought to Yan Jicheng, "I told you about the matter, the car accident was not an accident, it was designed by someone, I am not sure whether the target is you, or you and mother , or the three of us. I have to keep Xiao Lu in Tongcheng, I have to keep him in Tongcheng."

What happened last time can't happen again!

Yan Jicheng remained silent, his eyes fell on the documents in front of him.

"Is there anyone you doubt?" Yan Qiao asked.

Yan Jicheng said: "I don't know, the shareholders of the group, the competitors, anyone is possible. My father will investigate this matter, and I will tell your mother later and ask her to pay attention to safety. As for your grandfather, I am afraid that he will worry. Don't tell him just yet."

Yan Qiao nodded.

Yan Jicheng said again: "Aren't you going to tell Xiaolu?"

Yan Qiao pursed his lips: "He is not afraid of anything. If I tell him the truth, he will come to Ninghai regardless. You know how badly he was injured in the last car accident, but do you know what he said? He actually Saying that he helped me share the bad luck, he thinks it’s okay! I absolutely dare not let him know.”

Yan Jicheng sighed and didn't say anything more.

After coming out of the president's office, Chang Chuan waited outside.

Chang Chuan followed him and said, "Boss Yan wants to check it himself, shall we continue?"

Yan Qiao nodded: "Let's check ours."

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Qiao calmly said: "Zeng Jing said that each author can only withdraw money in the background once a month, Wang Yuan has already withdrawn once this month, and the remaining money is at least before the next month's settlement date. No way. Wang Jinchuan is asking for money, so let’s beat the snake to seven inches.”

Yan Qiao pushed the door open and entered his office, Chang Chuan followed behind and closed the door behind him.

"You find someone to read all of Wang Yuan's serialized novels, pornography, violence, moral issues... No matter what, I don't believe that a novel with millions of dollars can't find any flaws." Yan Qiao was on the sofa. Sit down, put your arms on your knees, "Report to me if you find anything, and I will freeze all the money in her backstage."

Chang Chuan said with a smile: "President Xiao Yan, you are a bit cruel, the little girl thinks that you have frozen the manuscript fee that she has worked so hard to earn, can't she be crazy?"

Yan Qiao sneered: "If she's not crazy, I'm going to be crazy."

Xiaolu seemed a little sensitive. He could clearly feel that he was a little angry during the previous call.

He must find out who is behind the scenes as soon as possible, so that he can quickly pick up Xiaolu.

Because of the cooperation project with Yuanshan Real Estate, Lawyer Chang also made a special trip to Tongcheng.

After talking with Xing Yuanlin on behalf of Yancheng Real Estate, Xing Bailu had a meal with Lawyer Chang.

Lawyer Chang was very emotional: "I still remember when I came to Tongcheng to see you for the first time, you were still a child, and now you can take care of yourself."

Xing Bailu smiled: "Lawyer Chang, stop using honorifics to me. According to my current level in the group, I have to use honorifics to you."

Lawyer Chang is very open-minded: "Don't use honorifics to me, then let's do whatever we want."

"Well, try it, these are Tongcheng's local specialties, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Lawyer Chang smiled: "My taste is very casual, and the acceptance rate is very high. They are all delicious. Mr. Xiao Xing put his heart into it. So... you have to finish this project before returning to Ninghai?"

Xing Bailu agreed, and asked again: "What's Yan Qiao up to lately?"

Lawyer Chang said: "I'm really not sure about this, but it seems to be quite busy, maybe there is a new project."

It's not easy for Xing Bailu to ask more questions. These days, Yan Qiao still calls him on time, and the messages are constant. Basically, he will send them when he is free, and he will continue to send them no matter whether Xing Bailu returns or not.

Lawyer Chang went back to Ninghai directly after eating this meal. Xing Bailu escorted him into the car and left. He just sat in the cab when someone sent him an email.

Inside is an architectural design drawing.

Xing Bailu looked familiar at first glance, especially like a picture he had drawn before. That picture was originally a draft for the Yan Group to build an office in Beicheng.

But this picture is obviously not drawn by him. It can't be said that it is very similar as a whole. It is exactly the same, but the details are a little different.

Email postscript: Your work has been plagiarized. This person used this picture to submit to the competition held by the company.

The sender is a string of numbers that appears to be the mailbox number of the new application.

Xing Bailu frowned slightly. Because of that accident, he hadn't had time to submit the manuscript. The picture he drew should still be in the apartment in Wutong Garden. Who copied him?

Yan Qiao originally wanted to ask someone to find some questions about Wang Yuan's book, but it turned out that Wang Yuan was involved in plagiarism. She not only plagiarized the content of novels from other websites, but also plagiarized a large number of literature and classics in the novel, and did not mark it. .

So soon, Wang Yuan's novel was locked by the website because of a plagiarism scandal, and the corresponding manuscript fee in her background was also frozen.

During this period, Wang Yuan called the website many times, but all kinds of complaints were useless.

She even offered to meet the person in charge of the website.

Zeng Jing came to ask Yan Qiao what to do.

Yan Qiao said: "You go to see her, but she is a matter of principle, I think Miss Zeng should know how to do it."

After pulling up the line, Chang Chuan handed him the brewed tea: "It won't be long before Wang Jinchuan can't sit still."

"Yeah." Yan Qiao looked down at the tumbling tea leaves, and said, "Take your time, and only by setting a long line can you catch big fish."

Chang Chuan looked at the itinerary: "You have to go out to meet Mr. Wang of JY Design in the afternoon."

Yan Qiao nodded and put down the teacup: "Then go eat first."

The two went straight downstairs after eating, but when they reached the door, they didn't see the driver driving the car.

Chang Chuan hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'll call the driver and ask what's going on." He walked to the side to make a phone call.

Yan Qiao planned to go back to the rest area on the ground floor of the building and wait for the car to arrive. As soon as he turned around, he saw a familiar car parked on the side of the building, and he took a closer look.

He was stunned suddenly, this is... Xiaolu's car!

He suddenly looked back to the eighth floor.

After getting off the car, Xing Bailu went straight to the Yancheng real estate office.

He walked through the cubicle, pushed open the door of the director's office, and then took a photo of the printed plagiarized manuscript on the director's desk: "Director, whose manuscript is this?"

Director He was startled, and looked up to see Xing Bailu, her attitude eased a bit: "What's wrong with this artwork...?"

The door of the office was not closed, and all the people in the cubicle were attracted by the movement here.

Xing Bailu said: "I want to know whose manuscript this is?"

Director He said: "Wait a minute, I really look familiar." She took out a bunch of drawings from the drawer.

This time, Yan's Group's office in Beicheng is open to the public to accept manuscripts. In addition to the internal staff of the company who will vote, there are also many outside participants.

Director He flipped through the pages, and then pulled out the draft. She said, "Has this draft been leaked? However, it has already passed the primary and secondary selections, and President Yan seems to have praised this draft too." Well." After all, the design draft required by the company must be a draft that has never been published or made public, she looked down, "The author is...Tang Rui."

"Tang...Tang Rui?" Xing Bailu was a little confused for a moment, was it the Tang Rui he was thinking of?

"What are you all doing here? Don't you need to work? What's going on?" A man's serious voice came from behind.

All the spectators dispersed and returned to their seats.

Xing Bailu turned his head and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes approaching. He glanced at him but didn't recognize him.

Director He hurriedly stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Tang."

President Tang?

Xing Bailu glanced at Director He, and then Director He remembered: "Oh, there was a change in the company's personnel some time ago. Mr. Tang was transferred to Yancheng Real Estate two months ago."

No wonder Xing Bailu hadn't seen it before.

Tang Jianqiang looked Xing Bailu up and down: "Who are you?"

Director He said: "Mr. Tang, he is Xing Bailu, a very talented designer of our Yancheng Real Estate!"

"Oh, you are Xing Bailu." Tang Jianqiang said with a smile, "I heard Mr. Yan said, but haven't you been working on a project in Tongcheng recently? Why did you suddenly return to the company?"

Xing Bailu didn't answer, but looked at Director He and asked, "Is the author of this picture from our company?"

Director He shook his head: "Oh, no."

Xing Bailu suddenly wanted to laugh, he turned around and took a closer look at Tang Jianqiang's eyebrows, and said indifferently: "Then Mr. Tang, please call your son, I'm afraid I have to talk to him."

Tang Jianqiang frowned: "Do you know my son?"

Xing Bailu said: "It's a fate."

Tang Jianqiang was a little unhappy: "If it's a private matter, you don't need to call him here, after all, this is..."

"Just talk about business." Xing Bailu tapped hard on the design draft on the table, "He copied my work, is that enough reason for him to come and talk to me?"

Tang Jianqiang's complexion changed suddenly: "There is no proof, no proof, don't spit on people! I know that President Yan let you enter Yancheng Real Estate. Maybe other people in the company have to be polite to you because of this, but let me tell you, This doesn't work for me. Don't think that you can stand here and tell your boss what to do just because President Yan admires your ability!" He looked at Director He, "Since he said that Tang Rui plagiarized his work, Then you find his work and compare the two copies, I also want to see how it is copied."

Director He wondered: "President Tang, Xing Bailu did not participate in this competition."

"No?" Tang Jianqiang seemed to have heard a big joke, "You didn't participate, what are you talking about here?"

"Participating or not doesn't affect his plagiarism!" Xing Bailu took a printout of his artwork on the table, and put it next to Tang Rui's, "Mr. Tang should take a good look at it!"

Director He is a professional, and his face changes at a glance. The main body of the two design drafts is almost exactly the same, but Xing Bailu's draft is obviously more in line with the architectural proportions, and Tang Rui's painting style has a stronger sense of design.

Tang Jianqiang took a few glances, and said in a deep voice, "What does this mean? Tang Rui's draft has been handed in for more than half a month. During this period, the primary and secondary selections have passed. Many people in the company have seen it. You As long as you go back and draw a picture quietly and add some details, you can say that Tang Rui plagiarized?" He picked up Xing Bailu's sketch, and said to the human in the grid, "Has any of you ever seen Xing Bailu draw this manuscript?"

Everyone in the grid room dared not speak.

Xing Bailu finally knew why that person sent him an anonymous email, because the plagiarist's father is now the president of Yancheng Real Estate, and anyone who wants to continue working in the company does not want to offend Tang Jianqiang openly.

But that person must be among them, otherwise Tang Rui wouldn't be able to tell at a glance that Tang Rui copied him.

Even so, Xing Bailu is very grateful, after all, it takes courage to stand up at this time.For people like them who have no background, they probably have to block their own future.

Tang Jianqiang looked back at Xing Bailu again: "How is it? No one has seen your painting, how can you prove that your painting was earlier than Tang Rui's submission?"

Xing Bailu opened his mouth and was about to speak, when a calm and serious voice came:

"I have seen."

Everyone looked back in surprise.

Xing Bailu raised his eyes and saw Yan Qiao striding towards him.

Yan Qiao glanced at Xing Bailu's eyebrows, but quickly moved away. He stood still in front of Tang Jianqiang, and said solemnly: "Xing Bailu's painting started in early May this year, and it was completed in mid-May. first draft."

"Hey—" Everyone started talking.

"It seems that Xing Bailu is really a relative of the Yan family!"

"Even if he is a relative, Mr. Xiaoyan may not be able to see his paintings, right?"

"But now it's also President Xiaoyan's one-sided opinion. Is this a blatant cover-up?"

After Tang Jianqiang heard these words, he sneered and said, "Mr. Xiao Yan, you have to be responsible for what you say. When did you see him..."

Yan Qiao pulled out a video from his phone and played it towards Tang Jianqiang.

Not to mention Tang Jianqiang, even Xing Bailu's eyeballs were straightened.

In the video, Xing Bailu is seriously drawing at his desk, which is exactly his current design draft.

At that time, Yan Qiao was supposed to write his graduation thesis opposite him. When did he take the photo?

Xing Bailu felt nothing at all.

The video has time to prove that Tang Jianqiang's face is not very good-looking, and he can't say anything to refute.

Tang Rui was still called.

The door to the president's office of Yancheng Real Estate was closed.

Tang Rui kept denying it, insisting that he had never seen Xing Bailu's artwork: "That means we thought of a place, isn't it impossible?"

Yan Qiao's face darkened.

Before he had time to speak, Xing Bailu stood up, walked to Tang Rui's sketch, and said with a smile, "Why don't you tell me what your design philosophy is?"

Tang Rui cleared his throat and said, "Since it is the Yan Group's landmark in Beicheng, it must be high. I want to create a posture overlooking all living beings."

"Really? Then our philosophies are really different." Xing Bailu chuckled, "Does this building look a bit like the word 'Yan' in 'Yan Group' from a distance? The fully transparent steel columns on both sides below are built It can be used as the exhibition hall of the brand under the Yan Group in the future. You probably think that the all-steel steel building is incompatible with the whole building, so just delete it."

Tang Rui's face changed, and he quickly denied it: "No, you, don't talk nonsense!" He looked at Tang Jianqiang as if asking for help.

Tang Jianqiang looked at Xing Bailu coldly: "You can't prove that this is not Tang Rui's thinking even if you say so much."

Xing Bailu asked Tang Rui, "What did you major in in college?"

Tang Rui was taken aback.

Xing Bailu continued: "These two all-steel steel buildings are actually not useless. They are the base of the entire building. Your drawing is good, but have you calculated it? You don't think that architectural design only needs to be drawn. Right? Without the bottom two, the whole building would collapse, brother."

"What, what?" Tang Rui stood there dumbfounded.

Xing Bailu smiled: "Although you can't pass the final review of this picture, because when it is really time to build, someone will come to measure and calculate it, but since I know you copied me, I will never tolerate it. Sorry, Tang Rui!"

Tang Rui's face was a little pale, his major was interior design, because Tang Jian emphasized that he came to Yancheng Real Estate, and it happened to be such an opportunity, he wanted to rely on his father's help to submit a draft across majors.If you can be selected in this kind of big project, the outstanding graduates who will graduate next year will not run away!In the future, it will be smoother for him to join the Yan Group.

But how could he understand what Xing Bailu said!

If the school finds out about this, let alone an outstanding graduate, he will be tainted with plagiarism!

"sorry!"

Afterwards, Tang Rui said sorry many times, fearing that Xing Bailu would not give up.

Tang Jianqiang said that he didn't know about Tang Rui's plagiarism at all, and when he caught his son, he scolded him severely, and asked him to go out immediately to admit the plagiarism in front of the simultaneous door, and apologize to Xing Bailu.

Yan Qiao watched them go out, got up and said, "Mr. Tang really doesn't know?"

When Tang Rui went out to apologize in person, he was so ashamed that he almost cried.

Xing Bailu stood indifferently and watched him admit to plagiarism, and apologized seriously to himself.

"I was infatuated for a while, I just saw that you didn't submit a manuscript, so I moved my mind..."

Xing Bailu frowned: "Whether I submit or not is my business. Even if I put dust in a drawer, it's not a reason for you to copy."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Tang Ruilian apologized many times, "I'm sorry."

After all, he is Mr. Tang's son, and Mr. He is also difficult to do things, so everyone almost dispersed.

Xing Bailu also planned to leave.

Tang Rui said suddenly: "Brother Yan Qiao showed me your picture."

Xing Bailu, who was about to leave, subconsciously turned around.

Tang Rui said again: "Otherwise, how would I know? Brother Yan Qiao doesn't seem to admit his relationship with you in the group, do you know?"

"Little Deer." Yan Qiao walked over from Tang Jianqiang's office.

His complexion was not good, and he probably had a bad chat with Yang Jianqiang.

Xing Bailu said directly to him, "Tang Rui said he was able to copy my manuscript because you showed him my pictures."

Tang Rui was stunned, he probably didn't expect Xing Bailu to ask him face to face.

Yan Qiao frowned: "Of course I didn't." He pulled Xing Bailu to his side, and looked at Tang Rui with a gloomy face, "I used to think you were young and ignorant, what are you doing now! When did I show you! "

Tang Rui was frightened, he hesitated for a long time before saying: "You, you showed it to us when you were in Uncle Yan's office."

Oh, it became "we".

Xing Bailu looked at Tang Rui amusedly.

Yan Qiao frowned, as if he hadn't recovered for a while, he saw that Xing Bailu was about to leave, so he hurriedly chased after him.

"Xiaolu!" Yan Qiao chased him into the elevator, and then hurriedly explained, "I remembered what happened that day, I saw your artwork and thought it was very good, so I secretly took a photo to show off to my dad Yes. Later, Special Assistant Chang asked me for something, and I left. When I returned, Mr. Tang took Tang Rui to my dad’s office, as if he had come to talk to my father about Tang Rui’s internship. I really didn’t expect Tang Rui I saw your artwork, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have taken photos of your unpublished artwork to show people."

Xing Bailu was not angry because of this.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Qiao was a little nervous: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came to Ninghai? You haven't been driving for long, how can you get on the highway by yourself?"

When the elevator arrived, Xing Bailu went straight out: "What's so difficult about getting on the expressway? It's not the same?"

He reached out and opened the cab door and got in.

"Xiaolu!" Yan Qiao pulled the car door, "Are you going back now?"

Xing Bailu said: "Go to the Wutong Garden to pack some things."

Yan Qiao's mind buzzed a little: "Pack, pack what?"

Xing Bailu raised his eyes and stared at him: "What do you think I want to pack?"

Yan Qiao pulled the car door and did not let go: "I let you stay in Tongcheng, are you angry?"

Xing Bailu smiled and said: "How come? It is a project that is particularly beneficial to Yuanshan Real Estate. My father is very happy these days."

Yan Qiao carefully looked at Xing Bailu's face, and whispered, "You don't look happy at all."

"Should I be happy?" Xing Bailu glanced up at the building, "Yancheng Real Estate has changed its boss, and I will have to work under President Tang in the future. If I don't give his son face today, do you think he can stop wearing shoes for me in the future? ? Or, you don't even think about me coming back to Ninghai?"

"I haven't." Yan Qiao said urgently, "I have made it very clear to President Tang just now, I hope he can apply for a transfer by himself, and I will not interfere with Tang Rui's entry into other departments of the Yan Group in the future. At least when you return to Ninghai , he won't be real estate in Yancheng anymore."

Xing Bailu was a little surprised, so Yan Qiao was negotiating this matter with Tang Jianqiang in Tang Jianqiang's office just now?

"Xiaolu." Yan Qiao took his hand, "I didn't expect you to come suddenly today, I really miss you."

When he saw his car downstairs, Yan Qiao was both surprised and delighted, and when he saw him confronting Tang Jianqiang on the eighth floor, he wished he could go up and punch Tang Jianqiang a few times, and then protect Xiaolu in his arms.

But Xiao Lu seemed to look at him differently, Yan Qiao couldn't tell what it was like, he always felt that he hugged him one second, and would be beaten by Xiao Lu the next.

Xing Bailu glanced at Chang Chuan, who was standing not far away and wanted to come up several times, and reminded him: "Are you still busy this afternoon?"

Yan Qiao originally wanted to ask Chang Chuan to postpone the afternoon's affairs, so he heard Xing Bailu say: "You first