Try changing my plan again?

▍It's very sweet, and it's very pampered.

Ever since the second-hand Mercedes-Benz was forced to become a side convertible, Ruan Mian has been adhering to the tenet of saving a dime, and started a career of looting cars.

This city is terrible, everyone is scattered in all directions, exaggeratedly, it may take two hours to get from your home to my home, and there are few people who stop by the way. Ruan Mian had only a few trips to the company, and Gu Lin, who had very few construction sites, was the one with the most stable whereabouts.

It's just that he just got his driver's license for less than two months.

When Gu Lin was holding the steering wheel, his whole body was tense, his waist was straightened stiffly, his hands were held extremely hard, and there was a ruthless force to break it off. The virus-like tension he showed made Ruan Mian always feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help being stretched, my back hurt after the trip.

The key is the maximum speed of thirty miles, which causes him to get up half an hour earlier every day.

Gu Lin went along with him and never tired of it, because he would be afraid of driving alone, even if the person in the co-pilot was useless, at least he had some psychological comfort... At least it was a backstop.

The green light ahead entered the countdown, their car swayed to the stop line, Gu Lin braked, and the magic stick manual in Ruan Mian's hand almost flew out.

Gu Lin let go of the steering wheel in shock, rubbed the sweat from his palms, and muttered, "I can't make it through, I can't make it through, wait for the next trip."

Ruan Mian looked up and saw that there were still 11 seconds left, and when she turned her head, the car behind played a symphony of ups and downs.

"11 seconds!" Ruan Mian gestured for a long time, and finally pointed to the traffic light weakly, "I think we get off now, and the Thomas roundabout all the way has passed..."

Originally, there were a lot of cars during the rush hour, but when he met a few dishonest drivers and forcibly stopped him, Gu Lin was so frightened that his brow broke out in cold sweat, "No, no, I'm afraid... Hey, it seems that I'm going to be late, why don't I stop in front to change?" You go..."

Ruan Mian opened the book again, raised her eyelids and glanced at the gear, "I don't know how to use manual transmission."

Gu Lin was stunned, "You are not from C1, have you ever learned how to do it manually?"

Ruan Mian was confident, "You studied physics in high school, so you can't even change a light bulb."

Gu Lin, "..."

Anyway, the designers are all logic geniuses, no wonder signing the bill is not as good as this one, it's just a matter of eloquence.

Ruan Mian, "Why do you want to buy a manual transmission? Isn't it a good car to just go with oil?"

Gu Lin couldn't laugh or cry, "My mother said that the top racing cars are all manual transmissions, so that's cool..."

Ruan Mian, "..."

Arriving at the company in fear all the way, Ruan Mian quickly noticed something strange, especially the people who were in the Tianyu vision project team, whispering together in clusters, looking at him with erratic eyes from time to time, once discovered, Immediately turning his head away to cover up, the action is so big, it is better not to turn away.

Ruan Mian instinctively felt that something terrible had happened, and it had nothing to do with her.

"Xiao Chen went to Mr. Meng's office yesterday and heard the president of Jinyuan Group calling Mr. Meng. Hey... Seeing that it's finally over, I don't know if it will be affected by such a trouble. Don't wait until the end. one……"

Ruan Mian was sitting at the workstation eating breakfast, her ears pricked up like a police dog, and when she heard this sentence, she was interrupted before she finished listening.

Meng Zhou's secretary is not considered to be an all-powerful secretary, but she has a dignified and generous demeanor, and she always wears a decent OL outfit, which is many times better than that water snake monster of the bald manager Yao before.

Secretary Xu nodded slightly at him, "Xiao Ruan, if you're not busy, come to Mr. Meng's office."

Ruan Mian hadn't finished chewing the steamed stuffed bun, she rolled her eyes in excitement, and quickly took a sip of soy milk.

Secretary Xu chuckled, "Don't worry, come back after eating."

In Meng Zhou's office, it took Ruan Mian only 10 minutes to figure out what was going on. Even though he had studied hard and learned the magic skills, he was not angry, but it exploded into a brilliant firework... No, it was ten bursts. Two kicks.

No wonder the entire project team was trembling early in the morning, because they were afraid of being implicated by his incident.

Now that the design is coming to an end, followed by the construction of the model room, the most bitter suffering is over, and the last trembling is almost over. If Jinyuan Group cancels the cooperation because of this matter, then he will be a sinner on the pillar of shame through the ages.

Ruan Mian sat across from Meng Zhou with a pale face, the knuckles of her clenched hands on the table turned blue and trembled slightly.

He has read many books and met many people, but he is the first one who is so reckless.

Ruan Mian was so angry that his blood flowed backwards, his head became dizzy, his chest was blocked and he couldn't get up and down, "I've exhausted all the good things I can say, and the whole thing is playing the piano to you! You can repair it, and you will lose the money." Now, what else is she going to do?"

Meng Zhou has lived a long life and has seen a lot of monsters and ghosts, and he is no stranger to it, "Exhaust, ask for money, more money."

He patted the table lightly, and comforted him in a gentle voice, "Okay, I've called you here just to tell you, don't take it to heart, there's no need to get angry with this kind of person, and it's not a big deal, leave it to us, and you'll be fine." Work hard and don't worry about it, and don't take it to heart, it will hurt your body."

us?who?

Ruan Mian reacted very quickly, "...What did Jiang Song call you?"

The shallow smile lines at the corners of Meng Zhou's eyes gathered together and bent into a gentle arc, "I told you what I just said to you."

Ruan Mian subconsciously retorted, "Impossible, such a long list, he can't tell."

Meng Zhou's smile deepened, and he shook his head lightly, "He really cares about you."

Ruan Mian's Adam's apple twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

His heart felt a little sour, and there was an unspeakable sweet taste, and the gas in his chest disappeared suddenly.

I have to admit that the feeling of being trusted and cared for is really good.

Ruan Mian lowered her head and sighed, "Everyone seems to know about this, and I'm worried that it will affect the cooperation with Jinyuan, and the panic will affect morale, but I can't say it directly... I can't make a statement to make everyone not panic , Jin Yuan can’t escape?”

Meng Zhou leaned back in the chair, propped his chin with his right hand, his eyebrows gathered and then parted, "This is a small problem, you go back first, I'll think about it."

But what Meng Zhou never expected was that before he could think of a solution, the solution came to him by himself.

Not being angry is easy to say, but not so easy in practice.

Ruan Mian was so full of breath, and with those endless drawings and endless PPTs, she didn't brush her teeth for the next day, and her haircut that was still neat in the morning was ruined, and the top of her head was in a daze. There are two bunches of dull hair standing.

Confused thinking, exhausted inspiration, he almost went crazy in front of the computer, Geng Wanwan forced a pack of milk for him, saw his CAD in a blink of an eye, and was immediately amazed, "Hey... from the time I went downstairs to buy snacks to now, you Just draw a line?"

Geng Wanwan moved forward a little bit, squinted his eyes, "Tsk tsk, look at the length, it's still offset from the wall."

Ruan Mian tore open the corner of the packaging bag with the tip of her teeth, and spat out the plastic into the trash can, "What do you know? This is a thread with a thought, a thread with a soul."

Geng Wanwan, "Hey..."

Ruan Mian grabbed some hair, then grabbed the Pantone color card at hand, spread it into a fan shape and fanned herself, "I have no inspiration, I can't draw it."

Geng Wanwan was holding his milk in his mouth, slurring his words, "Don't worry, don't worry, if the customer comes tomorrow, you can come up with seven or eight plans in one night, and the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. You taught me."

"I don't know how to learn if I'm good, but I can learn the crooked ways very quickly."

While chatting, the voice of the girl at the front desk sounded, "Teacher Ruan, someone is looking for you."

"Oh, good." Ruan Mian poked her head out, glanced perfunctorily, saw two figures vaguely, and shrank back.

After a while, he jumped up in shock, and the chair on the top clanged, "Why are you here?!"

"Can't you come?"

Standing in the middle of the aisle, Jiang Song was well-dressed, exuding charm at a speed of 180 yards per second, causing a group of little girls to gather together shyly and whispering.

The standard male protagonist in romance novels is now standing in front of his eyes, shining brightly.

Jiang Song would come to pick him up from get off work before, but he basically waited in the car, at most he went to the sofa area in the lobby of the office building. He never took the initiative to enter the company, let alone rush into the office area to find someone.

What kind of trouble is this?

Jiang Song took a look at Ruan Mian, then turned his head and nodded to the girl at the front desk to express his gratitude, with the same polite and indifferent appearance.

This person is always surrounded by a transparent barrier, he is smiling at you from the other end, but it seems that you can't even get close to him.

Ruan Mian inexplicably felt superior, after all, he had touched Ba Boss's little hand, and strictly speaking, he had slept with him.

Seeing him immersed in his own small world, Jiang Song's expression was unpredictable, and he wanted to stretch out his hand to pat down the stupid hair on his head, but suddenly realized that this kind of action was too ambiguous under the eyes of everyone, so he just asked, "Still busy? "

Ruan Mian glanced at the computer, completely giving up on herself, "I'm not busy, I won't get any results."

Jiang Song, "Then let's go."

"Ah? What are you going to do?" Ruan Mian picked up his wrist very naturally, and glanced at the time, "I'm not off work yet."

"Go eat." Jiang Song's face was not pretty, and he glanced at him meaningfully, "What's the matter? Are you still hungry?"

Ruan Mian was a little flustered, the panic of being caught for doing something wrong, he suddenly knew why Jiang Song made such a bad face, and just about to quibble, Feng Yu heard the news like a gust of wind, and patted his chest.

"It's okay, it's okay! Teacher Ruan, you haven't eaten all day, go quickly, don't be starving, I'm here to watch what's going on!"

Ruan Mian, "..."

My damn, just destroy this kind of pig teammate on the spot.

Feng Yu smiled and nodded to Jiang Song, deliberately raising his tone, "Mr. Jiang, long time no see."

As soon as the words came out, all the eyes around them fell on them, some were surprised, some were puzzled, some were quick-witted, sighed and sighed in relief.

Ruan Mian's head, which tends to be flashy when he sees Jiang Song, finally wakes up, and understands in an instant why Jiang Song came today.