After being confessed by the paranoid wolf dog

The thing I picked up was a very ordinary circular sheet of metal, with a small round hole on one side of the circle, which looked like a decoration on a pendant.

Qi Qingmu didn't understand why this thing appeared here, but he would understand after he saw the piece of paper in the file bag.

This is not a design sheet, nor an assignment, but a handwritten, incomplete letter.

Old paper that is not as big as A4 paper, the edges are slightly yellowed, and the fonts on it are very blurred, but they can still be recognized if you look closely.Judging by the degree of blurring of the font and handwriting, this should be a letter written with a pen.

Qi Qingmu had lingering fears in his heart. The strange voice just appeared for a moment, so he always wondered if it was his auditory hallucination.

ding ding ding-

The landline on the workbench rang, and Qi Qingmu immediately turned his head to look over it, his heart beating non-stop, and he slowly reached for the phone with his free hand.

"Qing Mu, there is your city courier downstairs."

After connecting, Leng Mengtai's voice reached his ears.

Qi Qingmu sighed heavily, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and opened his eyes when he heard Leng Mengtai calling him again on the phone, and said softly, "Okay, I'll go down and pick it up right away."

After hooking up the phone, Qi Qingmu touched his chest, as if he could feel the sound of a drum beating.

——He almost thought that the phone ringtone was also fake.

After tidying up the things and putting them on the table, ready to come back to look at them again, when he turned to close the door, Qi Qingmu's gaze swept across the entire room, and then closed the door calmly.

On the service desk downstairs was a not-so-big box, a brown cardboard box.Qi Qingmu approached, greeted Leng Mengtai, then picked up the box and found that the things inside were quite heavy.

"Who sent this to you, right?" Leng Mengtai asked casually, "City express, it will be delivered in the morning."

Qi Qingmu looked down at the items on the courier slip, and suddenly curled his lips into a chuckle.

"It shouldn't be in the morning." He paused, and then added softly, "I just delivered it."

After going upstairs, Qi Qingmu put the box on the cabinet at the door, and didn't rush in, but stood outside the door and took in the scenery of the house again.

Exactly the same as when he left.

He sighed silently, thinking that he might really be hallucinating just now.

There's no need to scare yourself about small things, Qi Qingmu is not in a hurry to open the box, because it is his working time now.

Sitting back at the desk again, Qi Qingmu picked up the old letter and read it carefully.

Ten minutes later, he finished reading the unfinished half of the letter.

This is a...

Very subtle love letter.

The paper is only two-thirds the size of A4 paper, but the content has a beginning and an end, so the part that is cut off is likely to be empty.

Using modern adjectives, the style of this love letter is very small and fresh, and there are no exaggerated words in the words and sentences. Compared with boldly swearing one's love, the expression here is more like a long stream of water. The previous sentence or Sighing the fallen leaves in autumn, the next sentence is to tell my thoughts about you.

It has to be said that, as a bystander, Qi Qingmu was moved by this love letter.

From the corner of the eye, he spotted the metal disc on the table, and Qi Qingmu's eyes shimmered.He always thought that it was something insignificant, or that it fell into the file bag accidentally, but just now in his heart, he found the answer.

This is indeed a decoration on a pendant and a keepsake between a pair of lovers.

Carefully picking up the metal disc, Qi Qingmu took a closer look at it. There was a small "English" character, which should be raised, but because it was too long, and the letter mentioned that it had been relying on this token Come to miss, so this English character is not particularly obvious, you have to look carefully to find it.

After reading the letter, Qi Qingmu probably knew the reason why Fu Meng gave him the file bag.

The letter stated that the two lovers were separated by two places and could not meet because of work. One was willing to wait, but the other was eager to return to his lover. Because of a small accident, the token of love between the two was broken, and the man just Retrieved this small circular piece of metal.The man said in his heart that when he went back, he would remake the metal piece into a necklace, and at the same time he would use his savings to buy a gold ring and propose to the woman.

The man has a very good saying, which means that no matter how expensive gold, silver and jewelry are, they are not as high as this small metal piece in his heart, because this small pendant is unique and cannot be measured by money.

Gradually recovering from the warmth, Qi Qingmu's eyes became more curious.

How did this love letter and the metal piece symbolizing their love appear here?

Before he could think too much, the closed door was knocked twice, Qi Qingmu was taken aback, and subconsciously said please come in.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and it was Fu Meng who came.

"Mr. Fu?" Qi Qingmu stood up in surprise, surprised to see Fu Meng at this time.

Halfway through the morning, Leng Mengtai said in the morning that Fu Meng would not be here until the afternoon.

"Yeah." Fu Meng was wearing a slim shirt and a windbreaker, which looked much more decent than the previous few times we met.

His eyes fell on Qi Qingmu's table, and seeing the letter and the metal piece were placed outside, he said unsurprisingly, "Have you finished reading it?"

"Hmm." Qi Qingmu lowered his head following his gaze, and then replied, "What do you mean by giving me this?"

"Pendant, can you design it?"

Qi Qingmu was stunned for a moment, "You mean, let me design a pendant?"

He is not a major in jewelry design, but he has been involved in it when he was studying. He is just an entry-level rookie. Let alone designing jewelry directly, he has never even tried it.

As the saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, you can't do porcelain work, Qi Qingmu subconsciously wants to refuse, "Sorry, I might..."

"There is a reward." Fu Meng raised his eyebrows lazily.

Qi Qingmu hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "I have never designed jewelry before, so it is undoubtedly a gamble to give it to me."

It can be seen from this letter how important this unfinished pendant is.

Even if he needs money, he can't destroy the symbol of the relationship between two people in his own hands because of his own selfishness.

"I'll give you a try." Fu Meng said indifferently.

His attitude made Qi Qingmu feel a little different, but it wasn't particularly good anyway, so he refused more seriously, "I don't know how to design, please find a designer with sufficient ability." .”

Somewhat surprised at his stubbornness, Fu Meng's gaze stayed on his face for a while before he chuckled.

"This thing...is not as important as you think." He walked in, and under Qi Qingmu's blank gaze, he picked up a metal disc and played with it in his hand, "Many interns have done this design, it's a Some sort of test."

Qi Qingmu didn't understand even more.

"Could it be fake?" He picked up the long-awaited love letter, and the thin paper made a fragile sound in his hand, "This is a very beautiful love."

Fu Meng turned his head and stared at the paper silently.

Qi Qingmu took a deep breath, shook his head slowly, and said: "I can't take it as a simple assessment, maybe you think I have too much to do, but please give me other assessment conditions.

He will not and does not want to be involved in jewelry design, and it has nothing to do with character and ability.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and a suffocating silence spread, until the thin man took the love letter from Qi Qingmu's hand, his movements were slow, I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt a little cautious in his actions.

Fu Meng put the metal disc and the love letter into the file bag, and said in a deep voice, "Come to my office with last week's work later."

After speaking, he took the file bag in his hand and left without looking back.

Looking at his back, Qi Qingmu blinked strangely.

After tidying up the fashion design drafts, Qi Qingmu went to Fu Meng's office about 10 minutes later.

Different from the previous two times, today Fu Meng's office is very clean, there are no messy documents and design drafts on the floor, he is sitting behind the desk, the desk is very clean, he seemed to be in a daze before Qi Qingmu came in.

"Report." When Qi Qingmu came over, he said coldly.

After a pause, Qi Qingmu handed in his design draft, spread it out, and then talked about his design philosophy.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the lack of time, Qi Qingmu felt that if he thought about it more, fashion clothing could expand into more diverse designs, but the time was limited, and this was already the most inspirational thing he could hand over within the limited time. of a design.

While he was talking, Fu Meng watched from the sidelines, until Qi Qingmu stopped dryly, then he hummed, not as if he was satisfied, but more as if he was responding casually.

Qi Qingmu was already prepared for this design draft to be rejected, because what he looked at was very good, but in Fu Meng's opinion, it might be just a child's play.

If it is rejected, he will not be discouraged.

However, to his surprise, Fu Meng not only did not deny the design draft, but also praised him.

"Good job." After speaking, he waved his hand, "Go back and prepare for the assessment."

Qi Qingmu: "What is the new assessment?"

Fu Meng shook his design draft, "If Party A passes it, you will pass it."

Qi Qingmu's breathing was stagnant, his face turned pale, "But... isn't this time a little short?"

"Short?" Fu Meng asked back with no fluctuations in tone.

His attitude left Qi Qingmu speechless.

In the final analysis, these rules are set by Fu Meng. As the boss and head of the current studio, his words are like imperial edicts, and no one can refute them.

Coming out of Fu Meng's office, Qi Qingmu's heart was in a mess, and the belief that he could do better was deepened.

Going to have lunch with Leng Mengtai at noon, Qi Qingmu was absent-minded, and the shrewd Leng Mengtai spotted it at a glance.

After briefly understanding what happened, Leng Mengtai suddenly laughed.

"This is Mr. Fu." She sighed and said, "But you also have to have confidence in yourself."

Qi Qingmu smiled wryly, "It's not that I don't have confidence, but that I didn't expect this design draft to decide my fate."

Leng Mengtai smiled and shook her head, "Then you still don't know Mr. Fu." After a pause, she said earnestly, "Do you know how many designers are currently available in the current studio?"

Qi Qingmu: "I don't know."

Leng Mengtai raised two fingers, and under Qi Qingmu's surprised gaze, said, "Eight."

"Including Mr. Fu, there are only nine in total."

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