because i'm pretty

The chat with the target efficiency approaching zero but the actual efficiency was very high ended at 23:27 in the evening.

Li Yikai sent Yuan Zhiming back to the downstairs of the community, and under hints, he successfully asked the other party to scan the QR code to add his private WeChat account.

Li Yikai's profile picture had been changed a long time ago, Yuan Zhiming didn't realize the mystery.

At the morning meeting the next day, his tacit partner Qin Xiaoen also found the open space, but Qin Xiaoen was a "pragmatic" design, and the first thing he thought of was the visual plan, and he was committed to discussing how to create a "harmonious and wild tension of urban nature". paradise".

Although there is suspicion of bullying, Li Yikai can't help but think that too much work will consume people's imagination. I don't know when they have gotten used to not thinking about those "misty" concepts first.

When Li Yikai put forward the idea of ​​"urban secrets", everyone fell into a storm of contemplation.

"It's a little risky, too artistic, but I personally like it very much," Qin Xiaoen said.

Li Yikai agrees: "You can't use this name directly, it's too stream-of-consciousness."

Copywriter Zhong Youyun immediately said: "I will polish the theme again, but I also like this concept very much, there are many story extensions."

Qin Xiaoen thought for a while: "I think the styles can be matched, so let's try this one?"

Li Yikai asked the planner again, and JOJO said she had no objection: "I just want to dig out the logic of this theme, how did you come up with it, boss?"

"It's not what I thought," Li Yikai said, "Logic...let me help you smooth it out."

With a breakthrough in the problem, everyone returned to their positions, only Qin Xiaoen was left with a face full of curiosity: "Who thought of that?"

Li Yikai: "Why?"

"Is it from our company?"

"no……"

Qin Xiaoen is thirsty for talents: "Is he looking for a job? Design or copywriting?"

Li Yikai reluctantly admitted: "Yuan Zhiming."

"Ah? That kid?" Qin Xiaoen remembered. "That's right, he can participate in the creation of the main element by himself. As I said yesterday, did you ask him about his work intention?"

Li Yikai wanted to leave: "No... I'll think about it again."

Qin Xiaoen chased after him and asked, "What are you worried about?"

Li Yikai had no choice but to say, "I also think it's a bit wasteful, because he wants to make art himself."

Qin Xiaoen has always admired Li Yikai's altruistic spirit, but he still didn't understand: "Didn't he come for the interview by himself?"

Li Yikai said: "I'm worried that he didn't think clearly."

Qin Xiaoen is not a gossip personality, and he has no other associations after listening to it, and he is still helping Li Yikai analyze it in an orderly manner: "Even if it is for his own good, we must clearly explain the pros and cons to him. The final decision is still his own."

Li Yikai admitted that what he said was right, and he couldn't keep hesitation to himself.

So he planned to have a straightforward chat with Yuan Zhiming after get off work.

Back at the work station, Sun Shanshan's carry-on suitcase was placed by the aisle, and Daqiao was standing next to her. The two discussed what to eat first after landing.

They are going to Waizhou to report the plan to the client soon.

Li Yikai asked disappointedly: "Are the proposals ready?"

Sun Shanshan said: "We have practiced many times."

"What about Lao Liu's plan?" Li Yikai asked.

Sun Shanshan whispered: "He wants to speak for himself and let us rest assured." She said a little unconvinced: "I have nothing to worry about. Anyway, his direction is also to accompany the bid..."

Li Yikai glanced at her, but Sun Shanshan didn't dare to continue.

"Don't worry, boss, I won't be emotional anymore." Ohashi said.

"Me too, don't worry." This is the first time Sun Shanshan has led a major project independently, and said determinedly: "Your direct disciple will never embarrass you."

Daqiao encouraged her: "Why didn't you dare tell the boss what you said just now?"

"What?" Li Yikai sat down and asked.

Sun Shanshan pretended to be embarrassed: "I said...you can always trust Shanshan."

Daqiao added fuel to the fire: "She is trying to usurp the throne."

This sentence is when Li Yikai was promoted to director, the company issued a pennant to him-it said "You can always trust Kevin Li".

And because it is frequently certified in work, it has since become a label exclusive to Li Yikai.

Li Yikai smiled and said, "Then I'll wait."

The project at hand went smoothly. Li Yikai and Feng Xin had a long meeting about promotion and salary adjustment in the afternoon, and it was rare that they did not work overtime in the evening.

Li Yikai sent Yuan Zhiming a WeChat message on his mobile phone, and the first thing he typed was "Are you free tonight? I have something to chat with you."

He thought it was too formal and deleted it. After getting along with each other for the past few days, the atmosphere between the two should not be like this, so he changed it to—"Artist, have you finished today's creation?"

Yuan Zhiming quickly replied with a photo - this graffiti is no longer orange sunshine, but dark style, a large group of black and blue mixed thread brushed on the wall, like bondage, also like chaos .

Tomorrow's Star: "No, I'm going to draw until late today, I heard that the filming will start early"

Li Yikai thought about whether he should say "What time is it late?" or "Is it convenient for us to talk on the phone after you finish?" Another message popped up on the private WeChat, and Ms. Hu's profile picture popped out——

"Come home for dinner tonight, son!"

So Li Yikai could only say cheers to Yuan Zhiming in vain—it made the previous greeting seem like he was talking about nothing.

It is rarer for Ms. Hu Manting to take the initiative to express her mother's love than to leave work on time. The reason must not be simply missing him.

Li Yikai thought about many possible reasons while driving, and was still doing mental construction for himself when he went upstairs from the elevator.

But when he opened the door, the scene in front of him still stopped his heart that had been frightened for 28 years.

"How is it? Are you surprised?"

Hu Manting was wearing a lavender one-piece sweater dress, with curly long hair, pearl earrings at home, and milk tea-colored lipstick that is popular in autumn.

She stood in the porch, welcoming Li Yikai in. The living room behind her was like a botanical garden, full of greenery, full of vitality, and surrounded by light gauze - but a month ago, this house definitely didn't look like this!

Li Yikai took a deep breath: "Why the sudden renovation?"

"It's not sudden." Ms. Hu looked like she was in her 30s, and her tone sounded like she was 20.

"It took me two months from design to decoration. You are too careless."

Li Yikai said helplessly: "But this house has been handed over for three years, and it has only been two years since we lived in it."

Hu Manting frowned slightly: "I don't like the style before, it's too depressing."

"Last time, you insisted on becoming a wabi-sabi..."

It is impossible for Li Yikai to be able to talk to his mother, halfway through the conversation, thinking that the matter has come to an end, he raised his head and said "forget it".

Instead, he asked: "Then you asked me to come to admire your botanical garden? Or did you run out of money for the decoration?"

"How do you talk to your mother?" Hu Manting said displeased, "I'm paying rent."

How much rent can the old house receive... Li Yikai looked at the green leafy plants that were taller than people in front of him, and guessed that these things were expensive.

Hu Manting concealed her smile and admitted: "These are gifts from others."

"That's why you are decorating, right?" Li Yikai understood, "Who is this time? A gardener?"

"What gardener? He's a collector. He likes this kind of plants, wood carvings and other things. It's very lifelike." Hu Manting took Li Yikai to sit down and showed the wooden bead string she was wearing.

"What collector? Do you have an appraiser's certificate? Do you have a professional title in any museum or art gallery?" Li Yikai asked like a cannonball.

Looking at Ms. Hu's expression, he said again: "I still asked you to buy something?"

"Don't think about others like this every time, okay?" Hu Manting withdrew her hand.

"If you were sensible, I wouldn't think so."

"Why am I irrational?" Hu Manting said angrily, "If you can't get married, why don't you let me fall in love?"

There are no parents in the whole world who urge marriage like this, Li Yikai rubbed his eyebrows, weakly: "What does it have to do with me?"

Ms. Hu corrected her mother's posture and regained the right to speak: "Of course it is related, you should talk about love. I have said that both boys and girls are fine, but if you want to fall in love, you must have an intimate relationship, otherwise the more you live, the more you will be like a log." .”

"Whether to fall in love or not to be cheated are two different things," Li Yikai tried to reason, "These people who are called collectors have no formal enterprises and no qualification certification. works of art, to deceive you ignorant consumers."

"Why did you cheat? They recommended some works of art to me. The price is not expensive. If you use them as decorations, you won't lose money. If they appreciate in value in the future, you will make money. And if he doesn't make money, I will pay the artist directly."

Li Yikai gave up communicating and asked directly: "How much did you spend and what did you buy?"

Hu Manting turned her back and said slowly after a while: "I just bought a wood carving and it cost 2 yuan."

"Why don't you buy a sand sculpture?" Li Yikai was so angry that he made a homonym, "2 yuan, you thought it was paying the artist, but in retrospect, the other party will at least give you this... new boyfriend [-] as Rebate."

Hu Manting doesn't speak, whether she believes it or not, whether she admits it or not, it's all about whether she wants it or not.

Li Yikai turned around and went into the kitchen. He was called back by his own mother for a meal a month ago, but he was so angry after eating. When he entered the kitchen, he saw that there was no food except the soup in the casserole.

He heated up the quick-frozen steamed buns by himself, and served them with stir-fried vegetables.

The mother and son ate in silence. The brand-new log dining table and a complete set of wooden tableware could not make a sound when picking up vegetables and taking soup.

After a while, Li Yikai said first, "I'll call you if you don't have enough money, but I can't give it to this person anymore."

Hu Manting wiped her mouth and wiped off her lipstick. She said slowly: "I also know that it is possible, but sometimes I feel how much people can lie to me? I am not a rich woman, only a son like you. The mortgaged house, and the old building that cannot be demolished.”

Li Yikai thought to himself, the house is my mortgage loan.

She pursed her lips, with a smile on her brows and eyes, and she could see the demeanor of her youth: "Then he and I always have some affection, so we get along to this point."

"Between people, even the closest relatives have to hide through their stomachs. The result of breaking the casserole and asking the end is nothing. So now, I would rather look at the flowers in the fog."

Li Yikai looked up: "What chicken soup for the soul are you watching?"

Hu Manting tapped on the table: "This is your mother's experience in my marriage and love for so many years."

"It's all failure experience", Li Yikai exposed it mercilessly.

He got up to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and said before leaving: "It's not just a matter of money, the character of people who do this kind of business is not much better, don't end up being..."

"Oh, I got it, I got it." Hu Manting put the soup in the lunch box and stuffed it for him: "Drink more soup and water, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Li Yikai closed the door directly from the outside.

He is called the boss in the company, so he should worry about everyone's little details; when he is a son at home, he has to worry about love and marriage for his mother.

Just as he was thinking, Zhou Xing called.

"What's the matter?" Li Yikai connected.

Zhou Xing said eloquently: "I have something to tell you, isn't my production crew scheduled to be rescheduled today, and then the chief producer came over and saw Yuan Zhiming's painting, and they chatted happily."

I heard that their chief producer is over 50. Li Yikai didn't know what this person was reporting, so he asked directly, "Please tell me the main points."

"The point is, what collectors did the chief producer introduce to Yuan Zhiming to help him sell paintings, and you know those collectors..."

Of course Li Yikai knew, but he wouldn't know any more.

"Yuan Zhiming agrees?" Li Yikai asked.

If Zhou Xing doesn't agree, he won't call—"I see they have left their contact information."

Li Yikai felt that he might have stabbed the collector's lair in his previous life.