because i'm pretty

Zhou Xing is not totally joking, his company expansion is just the time to employ people, and film and television art is different from the advertising industry, Yuan Zhiming's understanding of artistic emotions is exactly what he needs most.

But it's useless to talk to Li Yikai about it. Yuan Zhiming is a person with free will. Even if the two of them are together, Li Yikai has no right to interfere with his job choice.

It's just that they will give certain suggestions, the kind that are not mixed with selfishness.

"Brother Zhou Xing sent me a message asking me to consider his job opportunity?" Yuan Zhiming had never encountered such a thing, and never thought that he would be poached.

Li Yikai drove the car, showing a look of helping people solve problems: "You can consider it, maybe you will like their industry more."

"However, you have to discuss the salary clearly. Don't listen to what he said about project-based bonuses. When the budget is insufficient, the crew will only co-create works under the pretense of names and share the exposure of film and television resources... or they want to lure cheap labor."

Yuan Zhiming was stunned: Aren't you good friends?

"My position is dialectical," Li Yikai said, "For example, in this case, he is the boss of a capitalist, but you and I are in the same position, so what I tell you is from the bottom of my heart."

Yuan Zhiming first felt that it made sense, and sincerely stated that he had no idea of ​​changing jobs at present, especially not going to an unstable entrepreneurial group.

After a while, he remembered that Li Yikai was a person who received dividends from Camus shares, but he was not a working class—but it was too late, and what should be said or should not be said had already been covered.

"Let's get down to business first. If you behave well, I can buy you a basket of oranges." "Half a capitalist" Li Yikai parked his car, and pulled Yuan Zhiming back to his side with great wealth.

"I just haven't seen fruit sellers like this before," Yuan Zhiming followed in two or three steps, referring to those big trucks - the two of them got up early in the morning and drove [-] kilometers to the farmer's market. Fresh and lively.

It was also messy everywhere, Li Yikai frowned, grabbed Yuan Zhiming with one hand not to run around, and navigated on the phone with the other hand, made a call after a while, turned a few turns and entered the factory building, it was an ice factory .

——Although the problem of the graffiti wall is quite troublesome, Yuan Zhiming’s other idea has won the heart of any leader of Hongda, who is willing to save part of the interior decoration budget to complete the ice melting, Reveal the idea of ​​a new logo.

Of course Yuan Zhiming was happy, and he enjoyed it even when he was shivering in the ice factory.

The noise was rumbling and noisy, but as far as the eye could see, there were crystal clear ice bodies. Yuan Zhiming lingered among the large and small ice sculptures. It is a supplier, and our technology is now top-notch in the country, and Jinghai will never find a second one..."

"Look at this." He pointed to a two-meter-high colored and shaped ice sculpture: "This is the color made, and the crystallization method is also customized. Don't you want it to be opaque but beautiful? This can be achieved... from the outside. I can't see your signboard, but you can call out very similar colors and make a transition gradient, very hazy, beautiful and mysterious, like poetry..."

Yuan Zhiming was amused by his description, and felt that these folk craftsmen were also artists.

"But how to control the melting time?" After appreciating the art, Li Yikai was still worried about practical problems: "We can't just rely on the natural weather, we must let it melt just right in early March, neither early nor late."

"Your needs are really special, but there is no problem," the boss said to himself, "Come and let me show you our temperature control equipment. You can see that these are very small and invisible. They are specially designed for outdoor ice sculptures and placed on ice cubes. The base does not affect the aesthetics at all..."

Yuan Zhiming and Li Yikai looked at each other, their satisfaction was evident in their eyes.No matter how small the industry is, it has its own technical background. Only after getting in touch with it can we discover these profound and ingenious problems. Problems that seem difficult to laymen can actually find solutions.

"Of course, I said it earlier. These are cooling equipment. It will take some time and money to transform them into heating equipment. We will discuss this in detail, Mr. Li."

"No problem, I also plan to talk to you about the cost today."

Li Yikai had expected it a long time ago, and he also liked this kind of boss who explained the problem clearly first. He asked Yuan Zhiming: "I'm going to discuss funding with the boss, why don't you continue shopping?"

Yuan Zhiming nodded hastily, his eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost.

If there is no one else around, Li Yikai really wants to take the opportunity to touch the long eyelashes that make people itch, but he can only hold back: "Don't run around, if it's cold, go to the office to find me."

No matter how cold the world of the Crystal Palace is, it is more desirable than the boring bargaining.Yuan Zhiming wrapped the scarf around again. He was born in the south, but his yearning for ice and snow seemed to be imprinted in his bones.

The price of beauty is loneliness. Those crystals seem to be fragile and harmless, and they can be seen at a glance, but they exude a cold air that should not be approached by strangers, and isolate all warm-blooded animals from approaching.

Or maybe they'll be like the signature shells that will eventually melt away, dripping away and evaporating into rain just before spring.

"Little friend, are you crying?"

Yuan Zhiming came back to his senses, and at some point there was a man standing beside him, wrapped in a scarf and fur hat, with frost hanging on his gray hair.

"It's okay, don't be embarrassed, it's normal," the man smiled, "It's rare to see it in this factory, are you here to visit?"

"Well, I'm here to discuss business with the leader," Yuan Zhiming rubbed his eyes.

"Hehe, it's very good, very good." The old master looked very happy. Xu hadn't seen someone who was moved by his work for a long time. He pointed to the blue translucent ice in front of Yuan Zhiming: "Are you looking at This, right? This is called Dreaming in the Deep Sea, and you have to turn on the lights to understand it.”

The switch is turned on, and the light shines from the bottom of the ice cube. The translucent dark blue, as if the barrier was broken by the strong light in an instant, revealing a misty white inside—it is really like a cloud-like dream, falling on the ice. into the untouched deep sea.

Yuan Zhiming stared in a daze, listening to the teacher's eloquent introduction of this technology, how to control the transparency of the ice cubes, how to freeze the white cotton in it, and maintain a stretched shape...

"Can it be more transparent?" Yuan Zhiming suddenly regained consciousness, "It's very, very transparent, the kind where a single hair can be seen clearly."

"Then it can't be so big, and it can't have color."

Yuan Zhiming was very excited: "Yes! It should be smaller, as big as a human's arms, and completely transparent."

"That must be no problem." The master clapped his legs proudly, and asked again: "What kind of business are you talking about? Listen to you, it looks like a work of art."

"Well, a work of art..." Yuan Zhiming retracted his scarf, only revealing his bright eyes.

This morning was very fruitful. Director Li negotiated a cooperation, and Yuan Zhiming got the contact information of the master, as well as a basket of oranges that kept his word.

The sweet and sour smell exploded, the herbal fragrance was instantly overwhelmed, and Li Yikai's cleanliness was about to be deported.

"You're the first person to eat...this dripping food in my car."

"I've put paper towels on it, several layers," Yuan Zhiming said, puffing his cheeks. The jelly orange peel is thin, and it will fall off as soon as you peel it off. There is obviously no danger.

Li Yikai didn't know what he was struggling with, his eyes ranged from the tissue that Yuan Zhiming put on his lap, to the orange peel in the bag, to the last petal in his hand...

He coughed twice, and finally said, "Didn't you give half of the self-awareness to the driver?"

"You can't spare your hand." Yuan Zhiming took out a new one and peeled it off with a poof: "It's easy to get dirty on the car seat if you're not careful."

"You can peel it off and give it to me."

To put it bluntly, I just feed you?Yuan Zhiming shook his head: "No."

"I bought this," Li Yikai said pettyly.

Yuan Zhiming didn't care much: "You gave it to me."

The front of the car turned steadily, and the familiar 5A office building came into view. Li Yikai held the steering wheel in his hand: "You can also take back what was given to you. I will distribute a basket of oranges to the whole company later. You still have the last 5 minutes."

Yuan Zhiming was so angry that he couldn't bear it: "Do others know what you look like?"

"I don't know", Li Yikai was not ashamed.

"Zhao Kaisi."

"Zhao Kaisi doesn't know either," Li Yikai blurted out, "Zhao Kaisi?"

Yuan Zhiming pointed out the window: "Is that him?"

The silver-gray car was parked by the side of the road, the window rolled down to reveal two handsome faces, the driver asked: "Are you going to continue to think about life alone, or go to eat wagyu sukiyaki with us?"

Zhao Kaisi was very good, opened the car door and sat in the back row: "I'm freezing to death."

"Do you want to eat oranges?" Yuan Zhiming handed over one.

"I bought it," Li Yikai emphasized.

However, no one cooperated with him. Zhao Kaisi thanked him and took the oranges. He seemed to be in a daze from the cold and didn't speak in a daze.

Yuan Zhiming had always had a good impression of him, so he turned his head and asked, "Did you just come out of the Natural Exploration Company? I heard that your photo will be on the cover of the Spring Festival magazine. It's amazing."

"Ah, um", Zhao Kaisi responded casually, and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Yuan Zhiming quickly noticed something was wrong, so he sat back and started talking about what he had seen in the morning, without mentioning photography and magazine covers.

The steaming hot sukiyaki pot was served, dispelling the coldness of the three people.

Kaisi Zhao relaxed in the chat and took the initiative to ask about Yuan Zhiming's creations. The two artists chatted happily. Yuan Zhiming showed him the set of story illustrations for the competition, which told animal fairy tales from the tropics to the arctic.Zhao Kaisi praised repeatedly, but did not intend to share his trip to Africa.

Li Yikai turned off the stove at the bottom of the pot, and the fog gradually dissipated. When the three of them put down their chopsticks, he didn't answer Zhao Kaisi's words, but asked him, "Do you want to talk?"

Yuan Zhiming put down the water glass in his hand, and was stunned by the sudden direct question, even though the question was not directed at him.

He was a little embarrassed: "Uh... If I were here, do you think..."

"It's okay Xiaoyuan, I didn't treat you as an outsider," Zhao Kaisi said.

One sentence made Yuan Zhiming calm down again, Li Yikai handed him a matcha cheesecake, he ate it with his head down, and heard Zhao Kaisi say: "Hey Yikai, don't look at me like that, I didn't dare to say it because I was afraid you would scold me." ..."

"You came back from Africa without illness or injury, what else can I scold you for?" Li Yikai didn't even need to guess, "Have you been tricked?"

"Alas..." Zhao Kaisi was discouraged, and his shoulders collapsed: "Three-party serial tiankeng."

--------------------

Eating too many oranges is prone to stomach acid...