Try changing my plan again?

▍I know what you are afraid of, I can wait.

In order to be able to rush back, Jiang Song finished two days' work in one day, and flew back on the first plane early in the morning. He didn't return home, and came directly to the company.

He purposely walked around behind Ruan Mian, taking advantage of everyone's attention on his father, gently squeezed Ruan Mian's hand, signaling him to feel relieved.

Ruan Mian really calmed down, exhaled lightly, and when she raised her head again, she was as usual high-spirited.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, smoother and simpler than imagined. During the period, someone asked a few innocuous questions, and Geng Wanwan who was reasonable would write it down. made the master.

Jiang Hao didn't even open his mouth in safety. He didn't intervene in the matter that his son was in charge of. He said he came to listen, so he really only listened.

It was just a small mistake during the period.

Ruan Mian always likes to use a lower version of CAD, because it is relatively smoother to operate, but the designer who was absent due to illness is using 2016. Suddenly, the time is tight, and the drawings are sent directly, no one thinks of the version Problem, failed to open for a while.

Ruan Mian was not at all chaotic, and gave Geng Wanwan a look. The latter quickly asked in the company group who could help guide to a lower version. The serious atmosphere came alive.

While busy with his work, Geng Wanwan sighed, he didn't expect the master to be a master of ceremonies.

Soon, Ruan Mian's part was over, and the plan was successfully passed. The moment he sat down, he was completely relieved, and began to slander himself - what was he nervous about before coming here?

He has already done such a proficient thing, so there is no need to panic. From the moment he opens the plan, he is the one who uses the design to control the audience. It doesn't matter who is sitting below him, he is invincible.

When the meeting was approaching noon, Jiang Haoan looked at his watch and called a temporary stop, letting everyone rest and go to the staff restaurant on the twentieth floor for a light meal.

Y·H people look at me, I look at you, very tacitly and consciously lined up and slipped away, throwing Ruan Mian to Jiang Song.

Ruan Mian rolled her eyes at them from a distance, and turned to Jiang Song, "Your Jinyuan is really rich and rich, and there are restaurants, do the employees need money for meals?"

The two stood at both ends of the conference table and looked at each other silently for a moment, Jiang Song chuckled, "No."

Ruan Mian was sour again, "The treatment is really good, I envy you."

Jiang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then you change jobs."

The corner of Ruan Mian's lips slanted downward, "I don't know anything except drawing pictures and making plans."

"Who said that? Don't you still have a slippery tongue?" Jiang Song waved at him, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Go eat."

In the staff restaurant, Ruan Mian once again felt the wealth of Jinyuan Group.

This meal can clearly catch up with the average buffet.

Almost half of the [-]th floor was used as a restaurant. They came later than the meal time. Some of the fast eaters were already packing up their plates and preparing to leave, and some were delayed by work and just sat down. The young people with badges chatted and laughed with each other, coming and going in an endless stream.

All the people in this building, no matter listening or shouting, the word "Jiang Zong" has become a habit. Suddenly, there was a high-pitched "Jiang Song!" They all looked back.

Ruan Mian lay in front of the glass case full of snacks, pointing to a small piece of tiramisu, "I want to eat this!"

Jiang Song rubbed his forehead, he seemed to have a headache, but his tone was not impatient, he pointed to Auntie Dafan, "Just ask her for it."

Ruan Mian looked at the small cake, then at the assortment of dishes, and sighed, "Jiang Song, do you still need cleaning?"

It was nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, and the plan submission meeting ended. The designers of Y·H left first, and the people of Jinyuan did not move. It seemed that there was still a small meeting to be held.

Ruan Mian glanced in through the glass probe, wondering if he should wait for Jiang Song to come out and say hello before leaving.

Jiang Song happened to raise his head too, met his gaze, thought for a moment, lowered his head to type a few words on his mobile phone, and shook his head.

"Short meeting, wait for me."

Ruan Mian replied well, turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor. There was a large sun room with bar chairs and rows of green plants in it. There were rows of coffee drinks on the shelves beside it. Also free to pick up.

Ruan Mian thought, it's time to go back and have a fight with Lao Meng.

Now that the beginning of autumn has passed, the sun is still warm, but it is less hot and warm in midsummer.

He was on a very high floor, and through the entire floor-to-ceiling glass, he could almost overlook the entire city.

Taking a deep breath and stretching her waist, Ruan Mian felt refreshed all over, happily took out her phone, and booked a plane ticket home.

Design and sales are very similar in many cases. Customers are on holidays, but they are the busiest time, and they can take up to one day off a week. Is there any problem if they don’t make sure?

After graduation, Ruan Mian has never felt the whole seven-day vacation except for the Chinese New Year.

It's just so exciting.

Just when he was relaxed and happy, his limbs were tired and lazy, when someone patted his shoulder suddenly, the force was so great that he almost knelt down on the spot.

Ruan Mian cursed secretly, knowing without looking, it must be his unlucky apprentice with the unicorn arm.

"Why did the person disappear as soon as I turned around? Why don't you come here? Wait for Jiang Song?"

"Yes." Ruan Mian rubbed her shoulders, feeling a little broken, "Young man, can you be a little lighter next time?"

Geng Wanwan shook his head helplessly, "Say it earlier, if I make a trip for nothing, then I'll leave, I won't be a good light bulb."

Just as he was talking, Jiang Song also looked for him after the meeting. He unbuttoned his shirt cuff buttons while walking, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms, "Don't go, come with us to the restaurant at night."

Geng Wanwan shook his head, "Not today, we have a dinner tonight, a celebration banquet."

Jiang Song didn't speak, but looked at Ruan Mian.

Geng Wanwan immediately opened his arms and stood in front of Master, "Master is even worse! It's really not possible today, I can't give it to you today, he is the protagonist."

Jiang Song nodded to express his understanding, thought for a while and asked, "Go back to my place at night?"

Ruan Mian said "ah", "I forgot to tell you, I'm going back to my hometown to be with my mother, I'm leaving tomorrow, and I have to go home to pack my luggage at night... There is one more thing, can I talk about the grandma's plan when I get back? It’s hard to rest for a few days, let’s make allowances..."

Jiang Song always thought it was funny, thinking that he had never abused him, "Of course, you can rest well."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Geng Wanwan, "Look at your master at night. If he drinks too much and can't remember the password of the house, call me."

In order to let the employees have a good time, Y·H rented a small restaurant near the company, let them go crazy, let them make trouble, even Lao Meng, who has always been a teetotal, did not escape the disaster, a few drinks After drinking a little wine, his face was slightly flushed, he changed from his previous gentle and refined appearance, holding a glass of wine, he chattered all over the place and complained to others.

He really thanked them for being with him in times of difficulty.

Cases of beer were moved to the table, empty bottles were moved down row by row, freshly cooked dishes and barbecues were continuously supplied, and none of the people at the tables sat honestly in their seats, running around and toasting .

The meal lasted until midnight, and in the end Ruan Mian failed to give Geng Wanwan a chance to call and ask for the password.

Because, he was sent directly to Jiang Song's house.

Ruan Mian probably drank to a new level, unlike before, he was paralyzed and allowed to be manipulated like a dead dog, very well-behaved, but this time the more he drank, the more excited he became.

The little starling raised by the owner of the restaurant was so harassed that he was scared to pee, and the water glistened all over the floor.

After Jiang Song took a shower, he was wiping his head and preparing to drink a glass of milk to sleep when he heard the doorbell ring.

When the videophone was picked up, he saw Geng Wanwan who was about to die at a glance, and Ruan Mian, who was struggling to stand upright, shouted hoarsely at the camera.

"Come out and pick one up, I can't hold it anymore!"

Until being laid down on the sofa, Ruan Mian was still holding on to Geng Wanwan's sleeve, thinking non-stop.

"Jiang Song is so handsome... Jiang Song is the most, most handsome... Isn't that a girl... hiccup... the dreamy hero..."

"...Of course I like him. Who doesn't like him like this? Tall, rich, handsome, welcome... a head-on shot of Cupid's arrow... hiccup... biu!"

Geng Wanwan glanced at Jiang Song who brought the tea, and responded impatiently, "Mmm, yes yes."

Ruan Mian originally said that his face was flushed, as if he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned into a deflated ball, "...but I'm afraid, I'm afraid he's like my father who doesn't want my mother... I don't want me in one day, and I like him more and more... When he, he suddenly doesn't want me, what should I do?"

Geng Wanwan continued to perfunctory "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, shy, sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"...I, I, I, I, can't I? I don't know what he likes about me at all..."

Aunt Yuan had already fallen asleep, but got up when she heard the movement, stomped her feet when she saw Ruan Mian, and complained a little bit about how the child drank like this, and hurried into the kitchen to make hangover soup.

Ruan Mian was intoxicated in her own little world, and was still muttering, "...he is so good, how could he like me? I don't understand, he is so good, I like everything... But I haven't thought about it yet. I understand, I can't like it that much..."

The heart-wrenching words fell into his ears word by word, but Jiang Song didn't change his face, he just helped Ruan Mian and carefully fed him tea.

Ruan Mian sniffed while half asleep and half awake, felt the familiar breath, hugged him, and refused to let go.

A few people hurriedly fed Ruan Mian to drink the sober soup, Geng Wanwan clasped his fists and left immediately, and ran away in a hurry. Before he left, he suddenly turned around and said to Jiang Song in an old-fashioned way, "Treat him well."

Jiang Song didn't lift his head, and hugged Ruan Mian horizontally. Ruan Mian hugged Jiang Song's neck while half asleep, sniffing his smell greedily, the thoughts in his mouth haven't stopped yet, but he has heard It's unclear what he said.

In the darkness, Jiang Song put Ruan Mian back on the bed, took a breath, turned on the soft night light beside the bed, and quietly looked at the rosy sleeping face for a long time, finally couldn't hold back kissed him.

It's still very light and shallow, very restrained, and it's just a touch away.

Ruan Mian twitched and smacked her mouth, she seemed to feel good, and raised her head to chase after the cold softness.

In the next second, the hot body temperature of the two of them melted into one place, their jerky kisses were intertwined and lingering, and their chaotic hot breathing and rapid heartbeat entangled endlessly in the middle of the night.

The room is full of charm.

Ruan Mian hung his hands around Jiang Song's neck, and the heat fell on his neck, and said in a strong nasal voice, "No...no, don't go home...I want Jiang Song..."

After finishing speaking, he arched into his arms and changed a comfortable position for himself.

That moaning and chirping appearance almost made Jiang Songyang bleed out, almost wanting to take advantage of his danger and execute him on the spot.

But some people who just left their hands behind after teasing, tilted their heads and fell asleep.

"I know what you are afraid of, I can wait." Jiang Song sighed.

"You don't know how much I like you, and you don't know how good you are."

The author says:

I dare not write in detail, you understand_(:з」∠)_