Try changing my plan again?

▍The cauldron fell from the sky.

Not long after taking a shower, the delivery boy knocked on the door pleasantly.

Under the careful care of Lao Jiang's family, Ruan Mian's feet healed quickly, and they were able to touch the ground, but they limped when walking, and their body was raised and lowered, and their posture was a bit indecent.

After thanking the little brother, he closed the door and walked towards the dining table with the bag in his hand.

Noisy voices came from the TV, as if on a street with people coming and going, the hostess asked questions in a straight voice, followed by many young men and women's answers.

It's the kind of program that randomly catches people on the street and hands them over the microphone for interviews. It's probably about post-90s consumption concepts.

Ruan Mian's consumption concept is to never waste a penny where money can be spent, and to stick to the end.

He has no interest in this kind of program, and finds it boring and unnutritious, but he doesn't change the channel.

Turning on the TV was not for watching, but just to make this small room look a little more lively, at least a little bit of human movement, no matter what he said.

Seeing that the victory was just around the corner, the program on the TV suddenly changed to the next stage, and became the vigorous and magnetic broadcast of the male announcer in the studio.

Ruan Mian stopped and turned around with difficulty.

He seemed to have heard about the Jinyuan Group and the rich list.

"The Most Influential Entrepreneur of the Year, Jiang Hao'an, the current executive director, chairman and major shareholder of Jinyuan Group."

"Jinyuan Group now owns several industrial companies, venture capital companies, some bank holdings, and Tianheng Chuangke Digital Technology Company. The group has transformed into an international enterprise since 04 and expanded overseas business..."

"...This time it is expected to acquire 20.00% of Canada's UV Aviation and become the largest single shareholder."

This is the first time Ruan Mian sees Jiang Haoan, it is completely different from what he imagined, except for the undetectable similarity between his eyebrows, Jiang Song and his father are really different from the inside out.

Even after middle age, Jiang Hao'an still maintains a good figure. Although he is not as tall as his son, he is dressed in a black suit that makes him look slender and handsome.

The traces of the years on his face not only failed to make him show the vicissitudes of life, but added a kind of gentle and calm mature charm.

Jiang Haoan was always smiling when he was being interviewed, and he was polite and humble when facing reporters' questions, a hundred times kinder than his unlucky son.

Ruan Mian looked at it for a while, and felt that standing on one foot was too hard, so she went to eat takeaway resentfully.

If it is not for work reasons, he and Jiang Song are people from two worlds, and they will never have any intersection.

According to the conventional script, this kind of wealthy young master should marry a well-matched childhood sweetheart, or marry for the benefit of the family. Even if it is to chase true love and stage a modern Cinderella fairy tale, at least Cinderella can't take the lead.

If Jiang Haoan knew this, he would have to discount both of his legs.

Ruan Mian opened the takeaway box, took a piece of her favorite sweet and sour pork, took a bite, and immediately lowered her head in frustration.

It's really hard to go from extravagance to frugality. In just one month, the spoiled palate has learned to be picky.

The morning wind lost the scorching temperature of midsummer, and swirled around with a faint fragrance of green grass, soothing the communal animals who had nowhere to vent their anger.

Feng Yu got out of the car with breakfast in hand, slammed the car door, pressed the lock button, yawned one after another and burst into tears.

As soon as he walked out of the parking lot, a taxi whizzed by in front of him, walked another tens of meters, and stopped suddenly at the entrance of the office building. Then the door opened, and a foot covered in plaster protruded from it.

Feng Yu stopped turning the car keys in his hand, walked forward a few steps and helped him out, "Hey? Did you take a taxi by yourself? Why didn't the prince give you a ride? He let you go to work without worry?"

Ruan Mian was still immersed in the wandering without waking up, but when she heard the words, she raised her head gloomily, "Am I paraplegic or paraplegic?"

"It's like eating a rocket launcher early in the morning." Feng Yu bent his lips down in aggrieved manner, "But... I didn't say it, you just rely on others not to care about it, how long the plan has been delayed, the old lady's house When will it start working?"

Ruan Mian glanced at him from the corner of her eye, and her desolate eyes fell back to the front, "Do you know how many times I have changed the renderings of her house? I have almost exhausted all my wisdom, and I still can't find the feeling she wants." , I can only keep guessing and guessing... I am much more anxious than her, one day I can really start work, I will open champagne and set off firecrackers immediately."

"Young man, you have to calm down... This order is enough for another small designer to eat for a year, and you just imagine that she keeps throwing money on you, one dozen after another, that's thousands of buckets of rice Ah, what's wrong with bending over? It's fine for me to do sit-ups."

Ruan Mian quietly looked up at the sky, thinking not to mention bending down, his whole body was about to collapse.

As soon as the two of them entered the company's glass door, the girl at the front desk stood up suddenly, and said congratulations again and again with a smile on her face. Ruan Mian was a little slow to react, and she was startled, and quickly raised the corner of her mouth to express her thanks.

He walked from the door to the work station, congratulating in twos and threes all the way, some from the heart, some false, and there was joy and excitement.

Feng Yu looked at the deep unwillingness and fake smiles hidden on some people's faces, and shook his head secretly.

It is not necessarily a good thing to show your sharpness in the workplace. In this kind of industry that sells qualifications, you are young and promising, and it is easy to attract people's hatred.

I just hope that Ruan Mian can deal with it calmly and not suffer.

Ruan Mian has been blowing her nose since she sat down, and the paper towels on the table were emptied in a short while. Feng Yu handed over a pack of new ones thoughtfully, and quietly pointed to the lonely back of Han Muxi who was devastated and left, "Where is he not?" Okay? The sky is rushing to find you every day, why do you like to ignore it?"

Ruan Mian glanced up and continued to organize the drawings, "I think my performance just now was very good and polite, congratulations and thanks, it was impeccable."

Feng Yu's face was unreasonable, "Young man, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid, do people want your politeness?"

Ruan Mian drooped her shoulders listlessly, even raising her hand seemed to play in slow motion in a movie, "What do you want?"

Feng Yu, "...you are really a perfect example of being alone forever... Hey, this girl is so pretty, with a good personality and a good figure, with long and straight legs."

In terms of leg length, who can grow longer than Jiang Song?On beauty...

That's still Jiang Song's good looks.

Ruan Mian, "Oh."

Feng Yu, "What did you do? It looks very boring."

Ruan Mian, "Cold, uncomfortable."

As soon as Ruan Mian was bored, she continued to be bored for several days, and her daily life was uneventful, and she gradually returned to the past.

Home, company, and construction site are three points and one line. The only variable is to go to the hospital to remove the plaster cast.

The award certificate was mailed a week later. Because of lameness and no time to fight for the rebirth of Y·H, Ruan Mian missed the award ceremony. Go for the first prize.

Meng Zhou was completely moved by the ambition of his favorite student, and the recent revival career was booming, so he immediately decided to leave work two hours early at night to let everyone relax.

Feng Yu and Yan Jin gathered the crowd to make a fuss, and brought together a group of good colleagues who usually had fun, clamoring for a big drink to celebrate Master Ruan.

Ruan Mian was silent for a while, and found that her legs were no longer lame, and her cold was cured. There was really no reason to refute everyone's interest, so she agreed.

The crowd cheered and formed a group, discussing how to bald the iron rooster, while the iron rooster Benji sat on the side alone, swiping WeChat with nothing to contend with.

Half an hour ago, Meng Zhou posted a circle of friends.

"The world will always reward those who work hard. It's great." The picture is Ruan Mian's award certificate.

A person who has won a lot of awards and never shows them off suddenly starts to look cute on Serga.

Ruan Mian stared at the head portrait and rubbed her eyes fiercely, thinking she was wrong.

...Jiang...Jiang Song? !

What is this God unfolding?Why does Jiang Song have Meng Zhou's contact information?What is the unknown secret in this?

And...does this mean that Jiang Song obviously saw it, but he didn't even want to say congratulations to him?Also, more than a week has passed, and this guy hasn't even sent him a word.

Ordinary friends are not so fickle!

The more Ruan Mian thought about it, the more wronged she became, and she locked the screen amidst grief and indignation.

The girl at the front desk rushed into the design center in a panic on her high heels, and after searching around, she found Ruan Mian lying dead in a chair in the corner.

She stomped her feet, the corners of her mouth were frothing, she changed her usual soft voice and shouted loudly, "You are still in a daze! The client has come to your door to spoil you! I will fight with you!" Pulling Ruan Mian's sleeve, he was pulled up abruptly.

Ruan Mian made her stagger, and followed with a dazed expression, "Client? Which client?"

"A woman surnamed Zhao, in her forties, with short hair and not tall."

Ruan Mian thought all the way but couldn't figure out who it was.

He hasn't signed a client surnamed Zhao recently, and he hasn't offended anyone, so how could someone come to kill him.

Until he walked into the customer service department and saw that familiar face, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Zhao Yunxia is equal to the God of Plague, and this matter has already been written into Ruan Mian's basic understanding. He can figure it out by pinching his fingers, and it is likely that the horizontal slotting really caused the accident.

But if you want to fight, you have to find Bi Rongxi to fight, it's none of his business?

Ruan Mian blinked at her, "???"

Seeing him coming in, Zhao Yunxia jumped up, waving a thick stack of printouts in her hand, furious, "The wall of our house cracked before the renovation was finished! How do you work in such a big company?! Is it worth it in the future?!"

Ruan Mian almost wanted to sneer, and asked her calmly, "Where is the crack?"

Zhao Yunxia was also unambiguous, took out her mobile phone and took a picture of his face, "Look at this crack! It's so big! How did your company do it!? What's wrong with this? It's like this? If I live in it, the wall will collapse. what to do!?"

Ruan Mian took a step back and distanced herself from her, "At the beginning, I told you very clearly that horizontal slotting violates national regulations, and this kind of situation will happen. My lips are cracked. If you don't listen... ..."

Zhao Yunxia waved her hand abruptly and interrupted him, "I don't understand, don't you understand? If I want to open horizontally, I will open horizontally? Then what do I want you to do?! What I say is what!? I want you to go Do you want to die!"

Ruan Mian looked at her with a smirk, her originally gentle face was covered with a thin layer of frost, "I have already said what I should have said at the beginning, and you replaced the designer yourself, may I ask why you are looking for me now?" What are you going to do? Whom do you want to talk to, okay?"

"It's you I'm looking for!" Zhao Yunxia slapped the things in her hand on the table, and tapped on them vigorously, "I only recognize this design contract, and your name is written on it, so this matter is up to you." Take charge!"

The author says:

Ruan Mian: Huh?My father-in-law?

I'm coming, come on your knees!