Try changing my plan again?

▍Follow Jiang Song and run away

On Thursday night, Ruan Mian slept very restlessly, and had nightmares all night long.

He dreamed of hundreds of foremen, client factories, surrounding him layer upon layer, one sentence after another, chattering endlessly like a machine gun, spit flying everywhere.

He dreamed that the phone kept ringing, no matter how he pressed it, he kept pinching it, WeChat text messages and calls, different ringtones came and went, and finally intertwined into a harsh noise.

Countless blueprints fell from the sky, pressing him down. He desperately looked into the sky through the last gap, and found a plane hovering in the clouds, and the exhaust slowly carved several letters.

AUTOCAD.

Ruan Mian sat up straight from the bed like a corpse, covered in cold sweat.

Recently, the company has become more and more chaotic. Whether it is material docking or construction site, there are always big and small problems. Customers will definitely not be happy when they come and go.

As the coordinator of all parties and the back-to-back man, he is splinted in all directions all day long, and his dreams come from his heart. He can't even sleep quietly.

Seeing that the sky was bright and there was nothing to sleep on, Ruan Mian got up to take a shower, went downstairs to eat a breakfast that would only be eaten once in 800 years, and went to work in the company in a hurry.

For the whole morning, he was so disturbed by the phone that he couldn't do anything. He could only listen to the large-scale designer resignation activity while answering the call.

There are too many lice and it doesn't itch, Yan Jin doesn't even bother to scratch, the bell is turned off, and she sits next to Ruan Mian and eats melon seeds, "I knew it would happen sooner or later, I didn't expect it to come sooner than I imagined."

Another old comrade-in-arms came to bid farewell, carrying big and small parcels. Ruan Mian sighed, got up and said a few goodbyes, and watched him walk out of the gate.

Ruan Mian looked at those disappearing figures, pondered for a long time, then turned to ask Yan Jin, "What about you, what are you planning?"

"I heard Mr. Meng already knew about it, and he will be back next month." Apart from his mouth, Yan Jin's other facial muscles were almost motionless, as if wearing a beautifully painted white jade mask. It's the place where the dream started, let's wait for him to come back and see the situation."

Ruan Mian patted him on the shoulder solemnly, not knowing what to say, everything was kept silent.

Yan Jin glanced at his watch, got up and patted the melon seeds off his pants, "It's past eleven o'clock, shall we have lunch together?"

"No, I have to go to the construction site in the afternoon." Ruan Mian took out her mobile phone, glanced at the clean screen, and muttered in confusion, "Shouldn't it be, Jiang Song doesn't love me?"

Logically speaking, even if Jiang Song didn't come to pick him up in this situation, he would definitely call in advance to ask him to meet up somewhere, have lunch together, and then go there together.

Ruan Mian scratched her head, and suddenly realized that her idea was a bit dangerous, as if people were spoiled again and again.

Geng Wanwan saw Yan Jin slapping his ass and about to leave, so he hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "People can leave, but the melon seeds stay!"

Yan Jin stuffed the kraft paper bag to her in disgust, "Go ahead, what have you learned from Ruan Mian?"

Ruan Mian sat on the spot silently, "...I've picked up enough pots to open a kitchen utensils wholesale market every day."

Geng Wanwan generously grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and handed them to his black-spirited master, "Hey, master, do you think Jiang Song treats you a little too kindly?"

Ruan Mian peeled off several melon seeds, gathered them into a small handful, and put them in her mouth, "It seems a little..."

Geng Wanwan got excited, straightened up and raised his eyebrows at Ruan Mian, "Do you remember those two handsome guys from the day before yesterday? Could it be... ummm?"

Of course Ruan Mian remembered, don't be too impressed.

The older one was about the same age as Ruan Mian, named Zhou Shu, who seemed to be a teacher, with a boy surnamed Wei by his side, about 20 years old, very handsome, Geng Wanwan almost drool on the spot embankment.

Ruan Mian sensed adultery from their occasionally staggered eyes, until the young man surnamed Wei strongly demanded that the bedroom be covered with carpets, and immediately confirmed it.

The young man surnamed Wei leaned close to Zhou Shu's ear, and said in a voice he thought no one else could hear, "I can roll all over the floor with you."

"The bed with the pillars, so you can still tie me up."

Ruan Mian could only push his glasses in embarrassment, lowered his head and pretended not to hear.

Geng Wanwan waved his hand in front of Ruan Mian happily, "I chatted with my sister two days ago, and we talked about Jiang Song. Guess what? It seems that I went to a banquet with the daughter of a high-ranking official, and there were a lot of lace and gossip... But Young Master Jiang seems to be indifferent to anyone, and he doesn't call much."

Ruan Mian twitched her lips, "So? Are you sure you haven't read too many male-female novels?"

"Tch, let's wait and see." Geng Wanwan rolled his eyes at him, leaned back on the office chair, and muttered wretchedly, "Hey... that Wei Yiyuan is so pretty, it's a pity that he's tempted just by looking at him I am the angel who broke Chichi in my previous life, otherwise I, hehehe..."

Ruan Mian smiled, "I'm sorry, you still fold in this life, fold up."

When it was too late, it was too soon, and WeChat rang.

Jiang Song: "I'll pick you up after the meeting, and I'll have lunch with you at noon."

Geng Wanwan stretched his neck to take a peek, and shook his head feeling quite emotional, "Tsk, let me tell you, look at this guy who picks up from get off work and takes time to take you to eat delicious food. Were you afraid that you would be nervous when you saw your parents alone two days ago? Isn’t this a common method used by rich people to pick up girls, master, judging from my experience of reading countless novels over the years, it is absolutely unusual.”

Ruan Mian, "...Why did you see Tian'er pick you up?"

Geng Wanwan, "How many times have I just encountered it, and there are times when I haven't seen it."

Ruan Mian, "...if you have the time to think about these things, why don't you prepare the blueprints and make an appointment with the hydropower engineer, if you don't have anything to do in the afternoon, go and have a look with me... Hey, look at your mouth, you are talking out of the drawer It’s like a groove, do you want to repair the hardware for you?”

Originally, I should have taken the hydropower engineer with me when I re-scaled the last time. Unfortunately, the two of them didn't match up at the time, but it's not too late to go now. The owner happens to be on site, and face-to-face communication can save a lot of trouble.

Ruan Mian greeted the engineer, just as Jiang Song's car arrived downstairs, and the three parties bumped into it together.

The hydropower engineer, surnamed He Mingtong, is an honest middle-aged man. He used his honest mind to think for a whole afternoon, but he didn't understand why the designer left himself and his assistant and ran away with the client alone.

As soon as the front of the big SUV fell off, it left behind a trail of exhaust fumes and disappeared. Only he and Miss Geng Zhi stood under the sun and stared at each other.

What about the agreement that Party A and Party B will not live together?Why is this man running happily?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone gathered in Qingdu Bieyuan.

As soon as the door was opened, the dust was blown up by the airflow brought out, accompanied by the smell of dampness, a mighty group of people waited for a while and then filed in.

Ruan Mian may have visited this house only once, and the dust on the ground has become much thicker, and there are still some gravel and sand that have not been cleaned up lying in it.

The walls and floors initially treated by the developer are not very smooth. You can see a series of cement marks and some shallow pits. Half a spider web is knotted in the corner of the wall. It is so lonely that there is not even a spider.

When everyone spoke, they subconsciously lowered their voices, because any sound would bump around the concrete walls, and the empty echoes would take a long time to disappear.

Grandma Jiang was inconvenient to move, so she didn't come together. Grandpa Jiang was playing with a string of red sandalwood beads with his hands behind his back. He looked around upstairs and downstairs like an old leader inspecting. Ruan Mian and He Tong followed him with blueprints. Behind him, accompany him through the floor plan and approximate water potential space by space.

In fact, there is nothing too important about this trip. It is nothing more than asking the hydropower engineer to see where the main gas pipeline is, where the equipment room is, the location of the electrical box, whether the water supply needs to be changed, whether it can be changed, will it be possible? impact on existing programs.

Grandpa Jiang is a good grandpa who listens to advice, as long as he thinks what you say makes sense, he will never waste time entangled in anything.

Ruan Mian was secretly sad, thinking that it would be great if the boards he took could count.

"The reserved pump pit is on the second floor, which is the lowest point of the whole house. All the sewage will be concentrated here, and then pumped to the municipal pipes with the lift pump. This position cannot be changed."

Taking advantage of He Tong's speaking, Ruan Mian kicked Jiang Song, "I told you not to come, you have to come, it's boring."

The weather was getting hotter and hotter after the summer heat, and the room was a bit stuffy, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Ruan Mian's forehead, and he wiped it carelessly with the back of his hand.

Jiang Song asked the old man's driver for a tissue, took out one and handed it to Ruan Mian, "Do you want some water? There is one in the car."

Ruan Mian looked at the shirt and trousers on his body, even though his face was white and he didn't seem to be sweating, he didn't look very happy.

Ruan Mian waved her hand, "Quick battle, it's too boring here, don't give the old man heatstroke later."

Jiang Song's smile was mixed with a hint of sarcasm, "The old man wakes up at five o'clock every morning to practice Tai Chi, and his health should be better than yours."

Ruan Mian, "...you will feel bad if you don't hate me for a day, won't you?"

Jiang Song, "I'm just telling the truth."

Ruan Mian rolled her eyes, took the tape measure and walked up the stairs alone, intending to figure out what size painting would be appropriate to hang on the wall around the corner.

The moment he was about to step onto the resting platform, He Tong downstairs called out to him.

"Designed by Ruan, this socket..."

Ruan Mian turned her head in response, and stepped on a small round stone without taking a steady step on the last step.

Then slipped.

He condescendingly saw everyone's eyes widen, they took steps towards the stairs almost at the same time, and subconsciously opened their arms towards him.

In just a few seconds, it was like a slow motion shot in a movie.

It's the butt that hits the ground first.

He descended several steps in a row with his always praised buttocks, his body tilted, and he rolled round in a round way.

Jiang Song rushed to the front in three steps and two steps, and stretched out his hand, but Ruan Mian still brushed his fingertips and made an emergency landing in front of him.

Ruan Mian sat on the last step with a distorted posture, watching the crowd in a mess, her heart was at a loss.

The fall just now may have stirred his brain, and he was a little dazed.

"Don't even touch him!"

Jiang Song frowned, his tone was almost eerie calm and majestic.

He first held down Ruan Mian to keep him from moving around, made a basic judgment while trying not to touch the wound, took out his mobile phone to call 120, and clearly informed the other party of the situation and address.

This series of operations seemed calm, but his clenched fingertips visibly trembled, which betrayed his inner anxiety.

Ruan Mian shook her head, wanting to say that he seemed to be fine except for the pain in the tailbone. The next moment, a heart-pounding pain struck from the ankle, destroying all reason in an instant.

"I'm going!!!"

The author says:

cad is the software OO for designers to draw pictures

emmm...Zhou Shu is the gong in "Like You", let him and Mr. Wei Yiyuan, who did not want to be named, come to make a cameo... _(:з」∠)_

I was busy all day yesterday, and tomorrow I will make up the red envelopes and refills for the previous chapter.