Try changing my plan again?

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After about a week or so, Ruan Mian moved to Jiang Song's house in a daze.

That's what happened--

Ever since Jiang Song got free after finishing his company work, he started to take over the job of a full-time driver, taking Ruan Mian to and from work every day. If time permits, there will be a sumptuous dinner in the evening. The two of them sit around a small dining table , There are three or two home-cooked dishes on the table, and the small life is warm and moist.

Until one day, just as Jiang Song received Ruan Mian, Jiang Yuan suddenly called to urge him to go back because there was something urgent. It was really unnecessary, so I asked the nanny to clean up a guest room for Ruan Mian to stay in.

Later, the two of them sat in the living room smoking a cigarette and were relatively silent for a long time. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that the usual back and forth seemed unnecessary.

Jiang Song asked him, "Why don't you go back tomorrow to pick up something with you and stay with me for a while?"

Ruan Mian has struggled countless times to express that he can take a taxi, and his opinions have been rejected countless times, so he has no heart to argue with him, so he nodded and agreed.

With the recovery of Y·H, Ruan Mian fell into the vicious circle of desperate Saburo again, as long as there is a contract, he will sign it, and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will fight until the moment of death.

Ten minutes before leaving get off work, Ruan Mian was still engaged in a tug-of-war with clients in the conference room.

A couple in their 40s. The man is as thin as a bean sprout, with a slender body and a big head. He can't stand straight up like he's overwhelmed. No matter what Ruan Mian says, he looks depressed. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, presumably because the family status is not very high, so he has no right to speak and naturally has no interest.

His wife and he are two extremes, with a red face, big arms, a loud voice, and a shrewd and sly light in his eyes.

"Actually, it's just you guys. It really didn't meet my psychological expectations. I didn't plan to spend so much money. The quotations from other companies are similar to yours. The recent ones you issued must be affected. The business is not good, right? Me too I only want to find this company because I trust you, and I am also betting that if something happens to your company, it will be my bad luck... I am so sincere, shouldn't you also show some sincerity?"

For the discount, they had already spent more than an hour, and Ruan Mian was exhausted, so she had to take out her heart to show her.

"Don't worry about the company. I can take you to visit the construction site at any time. Whichever you say will be the one. Let's do a random check. YH has been doing it for so many years. If there is a problem, we will not shirk it. The efficiency and result of solving the problem are also the same. It’s obvious to all, otherwise everyone wouldn’t have re-established trust in us, don’t you think?”

Ruan Mian talked for the whole afternoon, her throat was dry and itchy, and she coughed lightly and still felt uncomfortable, "Now the market is so transparent and the competition is fierce, the profit of light industry has already been pushed to the limit, we don't want to play high prices That set, I really can’t give you a big discount. You may not know how expensive labor is now. Bricklayers are all paid on a daily basis. If it’s better, it’s five or six hundred a day. Your [-]% discount is still up to Manager Feng. It’s the general manager’s soft-heartedness that’s coming.”

The proprietress smiled, looked away contemptuously, tilted her head and straightened her hair without saying a word.

Ruan Mian winked at Feng Yu, and made nine signs to him under the table.

This is the secret signal they have summed up after years of cooperation, Feng Yu secretly sighed, and nodded decisively to express acceptance.

Feng Yu stood up with a smile on his face, "Sister Guo, listen to me? Since we have been talking for so long, you like the designer and you are satisfied with the plan, so don't break up because of this discount. The matter of the price... If it doesn't work for Ruan's design, just feel wronged, and let it be if you can't make money for this order, just treat it as a friend, sister, and we will give you a [-]% discount."

They are not playing some bargaining routine in partnership. For every point below the [-]% discount, the designer will be deducted a point of commission. Not willing to let this step at all.

Ruan Mian showed her superb acting skills, and after a battle between heaven and man, she nodded sadly, "All right, but Sister Guo, if you have friends who want to decorate in the future, you must introduce them to us."

Feng Yu struck while the iron was hot and continued, "Sister Guo, if it's really not possible, I swear to you, the 200% off Ruan Design can earn you [-] yuan at most, and I will also connect you with the construction site, and pay for the travel expenses to pay the final inspection. It’s a money-losing business, and it can’t be done.”

Ms. Guo picked up the contract and flipped through a few pages, with a rather reluctant expression, "Well, I won't make it difficult for you, [-]% off is [-]% off, and the material handling fee is waived, so I will sign the contract."

People who love to take advantage of it will never be enough, everything in the world is an excuse.

Ruan Mian wanted to refute, so she clenched her fists, but finally endured, grinding her back molars and said, "Okay, let's sign."

Just as she was seeing off the client, Ruan Mian rushed back to her work station, waving her crutches, and started to pack things in a hurry.

Feng Yu followed behind with the contract, sighing, "It's different now, you have to do business at a loss."

Ruan Mian wished he could evolve into an eight-armed boy, turning off the computer while holding the mouse in one hand, sorting out the drawings with the other, and sitting on a chair to close the drawer with his feet, "Now we are a disadvantaged group, there is no way, our backs are not strong, we can sign well... ...Give me the receipt quickly and I'm leaving!"

Feng Yu stapled the receipt and the POS machine ticket together, stuffed it together with the contract into the file bag and handed it to him, "Why are you so active in getting off work recently? You don't miss a second."

Geng Wanwan had already cleaned up, sitting on the desk with his hands in his pockets, chewing gum and waiting for them, "Is Jiang Song waiting downstairs again?"

Ruan Mian stood up and was about to answer when she suddenly glanced at the empty designer column and stopped her movements.

The people behind were still obsessed with gossip, continuing the topic just now with relish, Feng Yu was so envious, "That's the heir of the Jinyuan Group, he comes to pick him up every day, who would believe it?"

Geng Wanwan quickly waved his hand and added, "They live together now."

Feng Yu patted his thigh and praised, "Do you know why Mr. Ruan is so good at signing orders? It's just to deal with customers——"

Ruan Mian interrupted him with her hand.

Photos of employees who have resigned will be removed from the image column. There used to be an entire wall, but now it is half empty. The most conspicuous one is the chief in the first row. Only Yan Jin, Ruan Mian, and Bi Rongxi are left.

Ruan Mian asked and pointed to Bi Rongxi's photo, "Has he left yet? How can I remember that I haven't seen him for a month."

When Feng Yu mentioned it, he felt nauseated, glanced at the photo and quickly looked away, as if looking at it too much would cause a needle's eye, "Isn't his dad a minority shareholder? He wants to withdraw the capital if he sees something wrong, but how can he just withdraw if he wants to?" Can it be withdrawn? Bi Rongxi just put up a name here and didn't resign, and he didn't come to work. He left a mess and no one picked it up. Not to mention half, if not a third of the people who came to make trouble were all his construction sites."

Geng Wanwan bared his teeth in disgust, "Hot chicken... hey, Master wait for me!"

Feng Yu picked up his bag and ran away, "Damn, am I not worthy to go downstairs with you?! Wait for me!"

The induction glass door opened slowly, Jiang Song held Ding Dong with one hand, and walked into the office building unhurriedly.

He turned his head and said something to the little girl. The setting sun behind him instantly covered his pupils, and his light brown eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of golden shimmer.

Ruan Mian stepped forward to meet her.

Ding Dang Shui Lingling's big eyes flickered, and when he saw him, he grinned and shouted crisply and cheerfully, "Big brother!"

She immediately pulled herself out of Jiang Song's arms, rushed straight at Ruan Mian like a steel cannon, and hugged him with a big jump, almost hanging on his waist, "I miss you so much!"

Jiang Song was worried about Ruan Mian's lameness, so he took a few steps forward and pulled her off Ruan Mian by the collar of Ding Dong's neck, "Don't make trouble."

Ding Dang lowered his head with his hands behind his back, drew circles on the ground with his toes, and pouted aggrievedly, "Why are you men always so busy? You haven't taught me how to draw for several days."

Ruan Mian almost made her cry, bent down and rubbed her head, and coaxed her with the utmost tenderness, "Blame me, blame me, can I teach you how to draw a little tiger tonight?"

Ding Dong stretched out her thin white fingers, "pull the hook."

Ruan Mian, "Pull the hook."

He raised his head and smiled at Jiang Song, "Have you waited long?"

Jiang Song, "No, I just arrived."

Feng Yu nodded at Jiang Song as a greeting. Geng Wanwan smiled so much that his eyes almost disappeared from his face, he raised his chin at Ruan Mian, "Come to pick up my unlucky master again?"

As soon as the words were finished, she was hit hard on the back of the head. She covered her head hissingly, and watched Ruan Mian lead Ding Dong around her, and walked away.

Jiang Song looked at the backs of one big and one small walking side by side, smiled, turned around and said politely, "Let's go first."

As long as Ding Dong is around, Ruan Mian will definitely sit in the back seat with her. Jiang Song glanced at the empty co-pilot with a stinky face.

As soon as Ding Dong got into the car, he couldn't wait to find out his little drawing book and stuff it into Ruan Mian's hands, and sat upright on the safety seat waiting for praise.

"This is all drawn by myself, I draw every day."

Ruan Mian flipped through a few pages, and found that those paintings had begun to take shape. The child's unpolished imagination was unconstrained, and with various bright and random colors, it was unexpectedly interesting.

It takes talent to engage in art, and it seems that Lao Jiang's family genes are not bad.

Ruan Mian praised from the bottom of her heart, "Ding Dang has improved so fast, it won't be long before he will be compared to Uncle."

Jiang Song sat alone in the front seat, "..."

He was shot while lying down.

Ding Dang was proud and modest, and couldn't hide the joyful smile, "No, no, uncle's paintings are good-looking."

Since Ruan Mian moved into Jiang Song's house, Dingdang seized the opportunity to go to his uncle's house, clinging to Ruan Mian's older brother and letting him teach him how to draw.

Once Ruan Mian asked her why she didn't want her uncle to teach her, she looked around and then leaned into Ruan Mian's ear, clasped her hands into a trumpet shape, and whispered, "No uncle, uncle doesn't like to laugh, he looks fierce."

Ruan Mian has been extremely busy these days, and she has to continue working when she goes back to work at night. Jiang Yuan is not allowed to disturb him when she finds out. Chance for Big Brother to get off work.

Throughout the night, she clung to Ruan Mian like a dog's skin plaster and did not let go. She was so sleepy that she could no longer open her eyes, so she was reluctantly carried back by Jiang Yuan.

Ruan Mian nestled on the sofa, stroking the dog while flipping through his magic stick cultivation manual, sleeping in a three-piece vacation suit beside him, with three round little dog heads, who could fuck whoever he wanted.Jiang Song sat on the other side, crossing his legs and reading his business philosophy. The two people who don't watch TV get along very harmoniously.

Aunt Yuan came out of the kitchen with two cups of hot milk, and handed each of them a cup, smiling kindly and gently, "Look, after a long time, you should get up and rest for a while, or your eyes will burn out, so drink it while it's hot. sleep."

Ruan Mian took the cup with both hands with a smile, "Thank you, Auntie, you can go to bed quickly and leave us alone."

After speaking, he suddenly looked at Jiang Song.

He suddenly realized that he shouldn't have said this, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider too much.

Jiang Song just put down the book and took the milk, and followed his words, "We clean up the cups ourselves, you go to sleep."

Aunt Yuan wiped her hands on her apron, but she was still worried, so she urged, "Sure, you two go to bed early, it's not good to stay up late."

After drinking the milk, Ruan Mian followed Jiang Song upstairs to sleep, shaking her head. Before stepping up the steps, she curled her lips in frustration, feeling a little empty in her heart.

"Recently, I'm living like a fairy. What can I do in the future? It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. You've spoiled me."

Jiang Song walked quickly on his legs and feet, and saw that he had reached the second floor. Hearing this, he stopped and turned sideways, lowering his eyes and looking at him quietly.

Just look at it for a while, without saying a word.

Ruan Mian couldn't read his expression, and question marks began to circle on the top of his forehead again, "...wh...what's wrong?"

After a while, Jiang Song withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued to go upstairs, and his voice calmly entered Ruan Mian's ears, "If you like, you can come and live at any time in the future... just treat it as your own home."

Ruan Mian suddenly raised her head to look at him, she froze on the spot, something clicked in her chest, and then began to dance in a mess.

Time seemed to stop flowing for an instant.

This feeling is very strange, as if all the voices are suddenly withdrawn from the ears, and everything around becomes blurred.

He could neither hear nor see anything, only the slender figure remained in front of his eyes.

Ruan Mian lowered her head slightly, took a deep breath, a little dazed, a little helpless, and more nervous about suffocating.

His stiff hands and feet were almost numb.

Jiang Song waited for a long time without hearing footsteps, turned around to look for someone in doubt, and saw Ruan Mian still holding his hand on the first floor to get out of his body.

"What are you doing in a daze? Want to hug?"

Ruan Mian visibly trembled, her fingertips were trembling slightly, she lowered her head and refused to look at him, and then faltered for a long time before saying, "No... no... no, my what, what... I, can... Go up by yourself."