Try changing my plan again?

▍In the previous life, did you have any unceasing grievances and hatreds with the Jiang family?

An hour later, Jiang Song appeared in a coffee shop not far from the company, and more than ten minutes later, Geng Wanwan appeared at the door and pushed open the glass door.

Ever since she was forced to become a designer, Geng Wanwan's personal image gradually began to pick up. She tidied up and put on light makeup, and she looked slim at her best age...if she could just stand there still.

Geng Wanwan pulled back his chair carelessly, and smiled brightly, showing his white teeth, "What's the matter, you called me out all of a sudden?"

Jiang Song lowered his eyes slightly, and stirred the coffee in front of him. The silver spoon hit the wall of the ceramic cup, making a short but clear jingle, "I can't find your master, and the phone has been turned off."

Geng Wanwan's eyebrows were almost raised to the hairline, his astonishment was mixed with incomprehension, "——that's all?"

Calling people out early in the morning in a hurry because another able-bodied adult's phone was turned off?

She took the drink list from the waiter, and kept scrutinizing Jiang Song, "He often doesn't remember to charge, he probably fell asleep, and he will show up in the afternoon at the latest. If there is something urgent, why don't you go to find him at home?" , anyway..."

Anyway, you two lived together, Master drank too much, didn't he call you to ask for the door lock code?

As he was talking, Geng Wanwan suddenly realized something, he held back the words abruptly, blinked his big eyes, and closed his mouth without warning.

Even though she is brave and tough, at least she still has the delicate thoughts of a girl, so it's not that she can't detect the subtle changes between the two of them.

Jiang Song didn't seem to notice her strangeness at all, dropped all the mobile phones in front of him, and pushed them in front of her, "Look, what's going on here."

Geng Wanwan took the phone in doubt, and after flipping it twice, his face collapsed in an instant, and he began to spit out fragrance without image.

"This stinky old bitch, let her fart out! My master digs her family's grave in his last life, right? Humans can say such upside-down words?!"

Geng Wanwan took a few breaths, and filled with righteous indignation, he recounted the ins and outs. The more he talked, the more excited he became.

She took a sip of coffee and wiped her mouth, "Is this person sick? What's the benefit of making such a fuss?"

Jiang Song listened quietly, expressionless from the beginning to the end. Seeing that she finally had the posture to finish, he smiled a little, "He raised his palm to slap someone, but he was dodged and slapped on the cactus. Can you swallow this breath? Even if you don't want to get back the medical expenses, you have to send everyone to the hospital to feel comfortable."

This is more aggrieved than fighting someone with all your strength and losing. You are gearing up, and someone waved your sleeves calmly, and a few words give you a heart attack.

"That's right." Geng Wanwan nodded, cursed a few more words under his breath, his brows tightened suddenly, "No, this is not right."

Jiang Song, "Huh?"

"When I signed this order, I was still the master's assistant, and I was always by the side. Zhao Yunxia... is the owner. She is a very traditional woman. Her husband is self-made. Maybe he has suffered hardships in the early years and is rich. She still picks and picks, she hasn't read much, she's been a housewife all her life, besides taking care of her children, she's a parent, so how can she play Weibo?"

Holmes took out his mobile phone, searched for keywords, found the one, and started to reason and analyze.

"Go straight to the big blue Vs of Aite, and they are so accurate in finding people. It is obvious who can make a splash in this industry. If you are a non-industry person, who knows who this big V is?"

"Besides, she didn't mention Master's name from the beginning to the end, and pointed at him everywhere. Even if she spreads rumors and broke the law now, she can't catch her little tail. It's really vicious and clever."

"This is definitely an expert."

Jiang Song thought for a moment, "Do you think someone is teaching her?"

"My relatives and friends, it's not all guaranteed, but..." Geng Wanwan breathed out again, his voice was very low, and his mouth shape seemed to be a top-level national curse, "I suspect it is that bastard Bi Rongxi, as long as there is someone who is a little knowledgeable around Zhao Yunxia If you have a brain, you won't be tricked like this, if you don't, it's still the same problem, she can't know who to turn to."

In the final analysis, this is not a big deal. An ordinary person may be overwhelmed by public opinion, but for a person with connections, background, and means, it is very easy to clean up.

But Jiang Song was indescribably irritable.

Geng Wanwan stared at him for a long time, and tried to ask, "Are you angry?"

Taking their table as the center, Jiang Song almost caused three feet of freezing within a five-meter radius, but the deity lightly denied, "No."

Geng Wanwan moved his butt behind the stool in disgust, and poked secretly, "That's weird..."

Jiang Song tapped the table twice with his index finger, raised the corner of his mouth almost invisible, lowered his eyelashes and raised them again, looking very contemptuous, "I'll take care of this."

Before Geng Wanwan could answer, the prince of the face-changing family raised his hand and looked at his watch, and put on a warm expression again, "Are you busy? Let's have lunch together if you're not busy."

Geng Wanwan sipped his milk tea, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Nothing to be courteous, either adultery or robbery."

Jiang Song smiled, "Yes, I need help from others."

Sleepy in spring, tired in autumn.

It was easy to doze off in this kind of weather. For many days, Ruan Mian was exhausted to catch up with the project, and the tense nerves were relaxed, and he fell asleep without knowing the date and time.

One of the advantages of being a designer is that you can occasionally receive a small bribe from the manufacturer. Most of the daily household items are given away for free. Ruan Mian's curtains are one of the "stolen goods".

The silk curtains are stacked with a thick blackout lining, and even at noon, the light outside the window cannot penetrate at all. If it is not opened, even the concept of time will be blurred throughout the day.

Ruan Mian was lying on the bed in a large shape, his whole body was as decadent as a spread of unbaked pancakes, and the quilt was piled up on the edge of the bed like twisted twists to form a bulge, his left leg and right arm were exposed, solid Feel the coolness of autumn.

Ruan Mian kicked her legs, trying to straighten the quilt, held the soft feather pillow in her arms to reach for the phone, pressed it twice, suddenly her heart was startled, and her soul instantly returned to its place.

"Fuck! I said why is it so quiet today!"

Ruan Mian quickly plugged in the charger, the small red battery on the screen lit up for a long time, and the startup screen... and the current time slowly appeared.

16:48

After sleeping for sixteen hours, he just sat up in panic and hugged his head suddenly.

Insufficient sleep can lead to headaches, and too much sleep. The head is heavy on the neck, and you can even feel the blood vessels are constantly bulging, like a villain staying in it, hitting the brain with a small hammer one after another, rhythmically kind of.

Ruan Mian dug out the painkillers from the drawer of the bedside table, took two and was about to throw them into her mouth, after thinking about it, she finally discarded one.

Perennial nervous headaches are like a lingering curse, and painkillers are the only way for him to break the curse, but any medicine can be resistant to it if he takes too much of it, he tossed and turned, tried all kinds , and finally can only consider increasing the dose.

Once, he was in so much pain that he collapsed and swallowed two pills in one gulp. Not long after, the effects of the medicine surged up along with the palpitation, shortness of breath, and chills in his hands and feet. He closed his eyes and the whole world was spinning and jumping. He had no choice but to Lie on the bed and watch the ceiling dance all afternoon.

Ruan Mian took the medicine, leaned against the bedside for a while, and was about to deal with the mountain of WeChat messages when Meng Zhou called.

It's over, and disappeared without a sound for a whole day, probably Xingshi came to ask the crime.

"Why is the phone turned off all day? Is something wrong?" Meng Zhou's voice was calm and concerned, and the hearts of those who listened warmed up.

Ruan Mian has basically never felt the love from her father in her life, and Meng Zhou just filled that vacancy.

Be like a teacher like a father.

He scratched his head, groaned for a long time before saying embarrassingly, "...forgot to charge the phone, the alarm clock won't go off when the phone is out of power, so, just fell asleep..."

"...It's good that I'm fine." Meng Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to be a little speechless. He paused for a while, "I've slept until now, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

"Oh, then hurry up and have some food, there is no meal, my stomach is so hungry."

Ruan Mian felt something was wrong.

Meng Zhou usually cared about him very much, but he never cared about the trivial matters of life. Moreover, the profession of a designer was different from that of a white-collar worker who worked [-]-[-].

Ruan Mian, "...then what, did something happen?"

Meng Zhou, "It's nothing, just a little thing, can you come to work tomorrow?"

Ruan Mian, "Yes, there is still a lot of work to do..."

Meng Zhou, "Well, let's talk about it tomorrow."

This sentence will whet my appetite to say it tomorrow, Ruan Mian opened his mouth, wanting to fight for it, but Meng Zhou interrupted before he could say, "I can't make it clear in a few words... By the way, remember to call Jiang Song back." .”

Ruan Mian, "???"

After much deliberation, he still didn't return this call.

After all, this long sleep brings a long dream, in which Jiang Song plays a little too much, and occasionally some plots are a little... hard to tell.

But how could Ruan Mian admit that it was because she was cowardly and did not dare to fight.

He searched for a reason for a long time, and successfully convinced himself that Jiang Song probably came to urge the plan, either to urge Tianyu Vision or to urge Qingdu Bieyuan.

He gets a headache when he thinks of Qingdu Bieyuan. This has been dragging on for several months. The tug-of-war between Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang is still fruitless. The plan can only be changed. It has to be changed.

Fortunately, Lao Jiang's family is the most wealthy in the world, and he doesn't care about how much money it costs. If you change to a more fussy customer, you have to follow the plan one by one for the quotation, and your head has long since changed.

This is the most humble time in Ruan Mian's career. A project has created more than 20 folders, and the file name has been marked as "re-editing this time really strangles the Jiang Song version", and there is no end in sight.

He wondered if he had any unceasing grievances and enmities with the Jiang family in his previous life, but in this life he continued his relationship.

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Lying flat and playing_(:з」∠)_