Try changing my plan again?

▍With a frightened face

Ruan Mian didn't know when and how she fell asleep, and she didn't know when Jiang Song left. She didn't dream again in the second half of the night and slept very peacefully.

And the public opinion turmoil on Weibo basically turned overnight.

First, the official Weibo of Y·H released the evidence, coded the names of key personnel, posted all the system change information and order information, including Ruan Mian's text messages to persuade customers, proving that this matter has nothing to do with the new designer Ruan Mian, and Frankly admitted that the company itself has problems such as poor management, and said that it will never shirk responsibility, and will not let innocent designers be implicated.

The designer and foreman involved in the incident have been fired, and the aftermath remedial work is also in progress. Publicize the solution and welcome your supervision.

Y·H's manuscript did not shirk from the beginning to the end, and it was written to the point and sincerely. It is not a good thing to talk about, at least the comments below are no longer all insults or accusations.

And it was Li Yuhuai who really pushed this matter to a climax.

When the avant-garde mansion was renovated, Ruan Mian asked him if he could take a complete set of photos and save them as a work later. Li Yuhuai agreed on the spot without saying a word. West, very busy.

Li Yuhuai pulled out nine pictures from that set, and only matched three words, "Does it look good?"

There are big watermarks on the nine pictures, Y·H high-end design - Ruan Mian studio.

A Weibo post with millions of fans directly put this matter on the trending list.

Immediately after the heat has not dissipated, Jinyuan Group officially announced on Weibo that it will jointly launch a hardcover real estate project with Y·H, and put forward many proposals that Ruan Mian had made, saying that the main selling point of this project is this cutting-edge designer, innovative ideas, It is aimed at young successful people, and I am very much looking forward to the results of cooperation with him.

However, the parties involved in this incident knew nothing about it, and were mired in the dire straits of negotiating with others.

Ruan Mian woke up early in the morning and rushed out without even washing her hair, shouting that it was over, it was over, and she fell asleep again.

If Jiang Song doesn't come in, he is not allowed to go out.

Ruan Mian clasped her hands together and almost saluted him, "Papa Party A, look at me, look at this poor thermometer, it's about to be crushed by me, 36.4, what a healthy body temperature, I really don't have a fever anymore , just let me go to the company."

Jiang Song pointed to the light breakfast on the table, "Eat first, we'll talk after we finish."

Ruan Mian sat at the table with a vicissitudes on his face, and stuffed a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, but the porridge couldn't stop him, "I'm in a hurry to make money for your company, the emperor is not in a hurry to kill eunuchs, can you, as a boss, be a little bit older?" Be more positive?"

Jiang Song didn't speak, and seemed to be hesitating.

After all, Ruan Mian is a workaholic, even if his body and body are forced to stay at home to rest, his soul will still be thinking about work and will not be at peace.

Jiang Song sighed inaudibly, and handed him the car keys of the Bentayga, "It's too late to see you off, let's drive this first."

After thinking about it, I felt that it would be unpleasant not to humiliate him, "I don't know how to drive the car to squeeze out the door. Next time, show me a demonstration?"

Ruan Mian was so ashamed and indignant, she pursed her lips for several times before she hesitated to speak, and finally gave him a hard look.

Jiang Song drank the last sip of coffee, straightened the collar of his black shirt, stood up, "The oil is stuck in the car, the password will be sent to you later, remember to take medicine, don't work overtime at night, tell Aunt Yuan what you want to eat , let her prepare and wait for you."

When Ruan Mian got busy, it seemed as if the fast-forward button had been pressed. She started in second gear and jumped up and down all morning to sort out the materials and quotations and send them to Meng Zhou for final review.

After eating at noon, I wiped my mouth and started to change the picture again. I was busy until after four o'clock in the afternoon, and finally saw the light of hope.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the cursor suddenly got stuck in CAD, and he couldn't drag it no matter how he fiddled with the mouse.

An ominous premonition flashed in Ruan Mian's heart.

He has always had a bad habit of not breaking it. He doesn't know how to save his drawings at any time, and he has encountered several software crashes.

He frantically moved the mouse while pressing Ctrl+C.

God did not live up to his fear, the computer beeped a long time, and the software popped up an error window and closed automatically.

The scream that Ruan Mian uttered reverberated throughout the company for a long time, and its severity was enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

Even the dozens of pictures of the facade and the plan are all painstaking efforts. Ruan Mian only felt that the blood stagnated in his heart, his eyes were dark, and he was almost in shock. He resisted the dizziness and reopened the software.

In the end, a small half was lost, and at least an hour of hard work was in vain.

Surrounded by onlookers, one by one lined up to bow to Ruan Mian in silence. Geng Wanwan even picked off a dry branch and placed it solemnly in front of him.

Yan Jin patted him on the shoulder very maturely, "I said earlier that drawing pictures is not easy, but you should keep them and cherish them, but you won't listen."

"I want to cry, why should I be a designer." Ruan Mian fell back on the chair, as she spoke, two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Yan Jin took a step back in shock, "Damn, I'm such an adult, I can cry if I want to cry."

Ruan Mian sniffed her nose, her voice choked up, "...I didn't cry... it's tears that made their own decisions..."

House seemingly endless rain.

With everyone's encouragement, Ruan Mian regained his strength. This time, he finally learned his lesson through blood and tears, and viciously clicked Save every few strokes.

Yan Jin shook her head as she watched, and there was no need to keep talking.

Hurry up quickly, coupled with the support of a group of enthusiastic people, at least I made up the lost picture before leaving get off work, followed by the bad news from the engineering department, the size of the wall at the entrance entrance has been slightly changed, the change cannot Big, that's a change too.

This can poke a hornet's nest.

At the end of the project, if there is a slight change in the main project, the detailed designers below will have to change the drawing accordingly, and each one is full of sorrow and complaints.

Ruan Mian jumped up against the table, unable to press down, "I'm quitting! I'm resigning tomorrow to make pancakes! This is not how people live!"

Geng Wanwan couldn't bear to look directly at him and clicked his tongue twice, "I'm in a hurry, I can't scold the boss this time, I'm really aggrieved."

Ruan Mian waved her hand, no longer rational to understand who or assign responsibility, she threw the evil fire on Jiang Song's head, "Why can't you scold! Just scold! Evil capitalism, vampires, and fakes Don't let me work overtime, can this work without overtime?!"

"As a boss, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, they obstruct my progress everywhere! Do you really want to listen to his work and finish it one day!"

"no!"

"What makes my eyes often have tears?! It's a modified picture!"

"What makes me doubt dreams?! It's Jin Yuan!"

"What's making me falter?!"

Ruan Mian was immersed in the impassioned speech, eloquently, and after a long time, he found that the people around him were silent with strange expressions, and some of them were winking at him.

He was puzzled, turned his head slowly, and saw Jiang Song who had been standing behind him for an unknown how long, with a frightened face on his face, perseveringly finishing the last sentence.

"Yes, it's Jiang Song..."

Jiang Song was carrying a bag of Teochew Seafood Congee, and just looked at him meaningfully.

Ruan Mian held her breath, her eyes widened, she quickly lowered her head to adjust her mood, and when she lifted it up again, she smiled solemnly, "Mr. Jiang, you are so busy... why are you free?"