The party A who wants to soak me

The conference table was full of late-night snacks, and most of the table was set up. Ling Ling was pulled over by her colleagues and sat next to Shen Mingyu. Shen Mingyu smiled all over her face, and pushed the food in front of him: "Mr. of."

Seeing the logo of a well-known five-star hotel printed on the packing boxes, Lingling twitched her mouth: "Mr. Shen, you are welcome, I have never liked such a high-end supper."

The colleagues were all immersed in eating, and they deliberately separated a few seats from the two of them, as if there was a space deliberately left, so Zhuo Pai got together with them and said, "Why don't you like it? Xiaoling, I remember you are not Seaside people, look at the table Mr. Shen bought, it is full of seafood, everything is your taste."

Shen Mingyu also smiled, and pushed a bowl of steaming seafood porridge in front of Lingling, and took off the chopsticks and handed it over: "Try it."

This made Ling Ling feel very uncomfortable. When she came to watch the manuscript, she just stared at the manuscript, brought whatever food to eat, brought a midnight snack, whatever seafood she bought, just ate it, and handed me any chopsticks... A gold master, Party A, was here. Party B's company is so considerate, Ling Ling's conditioned reflex is that she has no good intentions, and she is afraid that she won't know what to pay back later.

But after taking a sip of the hot porridge, all the messy thoughts in Lingling's mind temporarily subsided. It was really delicious. It happened that I didn't eat much tonight. I thought I could leave at eight or nine o'clock. I planned to go home to make some by myself at night. What to eat, now eating this casserole seafood porridge, Lingling admits that it is about the same level as her own cooking.

Um?How did Shen Mingyu know that she likes seafood?

Ling Ling glanced at him calmly, and the man raised an eyebrow at herself and asked, "How is it? Is it to your liking?"

Lingling could only nod vaguely and faltered.

He has a short mouth for eating people, so he can only care about the other party politely: "Boss Xiao Shen also eat some."

Shen Mingyu waved his hand: "I've eaten it, and I usually don't eat it after eight o'clock in the evening. It's easy to get fat." He sighed again: "Mr. Ling doesn't know. I was a fat man when I was a child. It took me a lot of hard work to lose weight. It's still Teacher Ling. Such a good figure, no matter how much I eat, I won’t get fat.”

Lingling has heard such polite words too much, like hello, how can I not get tanned, or hello, how can I eat and not get fat, Lingling has always let it go, um, I am good, envy you?

The friends in the company finished eating and drinking, Rainbow thanked Shen Mingyu, and then packed up their things and left. Originally, they would not stay late on Friday. If Shen Mingyu hadn't come, Lingling should have followed them this time Go together.

Obviously, he couldn't leave today—Party A just came to feed the entire company, Lingling had no reason to slap her ass and leave after eating and wiping her mouth clean, so only Zhuo Pai, Shen Mingyu and himself were left in the entire company.

Zhuo Pai naturally had to be well received when the patron came to the door. If Shen Mingyu didn't leave today, he probably wouldn't take the initiative to leave work, so Ling Ling would have to stay with him all the time. Alas, I was so annoyed by my mistake three hours ago.

Zhuo Pai's company is not big, only 1/3 of the first floor of this Grade A office building. Shen Mingyu wandered around with great interest, and Zhuo Pai followed to explain. This is the reception area, and there is The area for copywriting and planning is full of designers and artists. The main project designer has his own separate office room. The office of the director will be slightly larger. Our place is relatively simple... Shen Mingyu asked directly: "Mr. Ling's office where?"

Just when the three of them walked to the door of Lingling's office, Zhuo Pai pointed to the only cubicle with floor-to-ceiling windows at the corner, and said, "This is it."

The space is not big, and a large work desk takes up half of the area. There is a wall shelf on one side of the desk, which makes it impossible to put computer chairs facing each other. There is only one chair for Lingling herself, and then it is very A single sofa was compactly placed in the corner facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. When sitting on it, you can flip the bottom part up to put your feet on it, so that the whole person can lie flat. Ling Ling usually sleeps on it temporarily when she is tired from work. After a while, there was still a folded blanket on the sofa.

One person is more comfortable in this office, two people are reluctant, now three big men are squeezed in, the office space is instantly overloaded, and people can hardly even turn around.

"Teacher Ling's working environment is good." Shen Mingyu looked curious, seeing everything new.

Lingling hasn't been to Shen Mingyu's office yet, but judging by the posture of Yueming Building, this person's office may not be dozens of square meters away, but now he is sending out compliments in such a cramped space.

Something is wrong.

He picked up another doll on the shelf, and said in surprise, "Mr. Ling also likes figurines? Wow, this figurine is so exquisite. I haven't seen it for sale outside. Is it a limited edition? It should be very expensive." ?”

Lingling looked at the thing Shen Mingyu was holding, and said flatly and disdainfully: "It's not expensive, the material cost is less than 100 yuan, and I made it myself."

Shen Mingyu was completely shocked in place, her eyes were wide open, Zhuo Pai then explained: "This is something that a brand with a national style used to use, I wanted to buy it, but Xiaoling looked around online and found nothing suitable, so I made it myself one."

He clicked on the other party's store's official website on his phone and showed it to Shen Mingyu: "Mr. Shen, look at their official posters, store fronts, and video animations. They still use this puppet image made by Xiaoling. The peripherals have been produced and haven’t been replaced for more than half a year, which is very popular.”

Shen Mingyu's eyes lit up, and while rubbing the doll with her fingers, she watched the advertising video carefully, and gave out admiration again and again.

Zhuo Pai was very proud, and took advantage of the situation to say: "Xiao Ling is the treasure of our company, and now he is devoting himself to Zizai Xiang, a project, and he is doing it wholeheartedly."

Shen Mingyu's eyes became darker, she looked at Ling Ling and said, "It's good with all my heart."

Zhuo Pai added: "I see that Xiao Ling has some new ideas this week, do you want to talk to Mr. Shen?"

Lingling was a little upset. He didn't like throwing out immature thoughts that he didn't understand and being judged by others. This would only interfere with his thinking, not to mention that the other party was a layman at all.

Although there is an unwritten rule of kneeling and licking in this industry-many bosses of Party B require designers to report to Party A no matter what step they make, which means that Party A is allowed to intervene and dictate indefinitely, especially when the finished product is still in production. Before it came out, laymen couldn't see anything at all from the first draft.

But Lingling hated this, so she said directly: "It's still in the thinking stage, is it appropriate to throw it out now?"

Zhuo Pai was startled, and just about to say something, Shen Mingyu said first: "I'm not here to read the manuscript today, I just feel that the designers have worked hard, so I came here to reward everyone."

Only then did Zhuo Pai relax, and Shen Mingyu leaned on the armrest of the sofa in the corner, holding the doll in his hand, and raised his chin to Zhuo Pai: "Mr. Zhuo, don't you think this office is too crowded?"

Zhuo Pai slapped his head, and immediately misunderstood, saying: "Yes, it is indeed too crowded. I will arrange a bigger office for Xiao Ling tomorrow."

Shen Mingyu stopped talking, stared at Zhuo Pai with a smile for a while, and then said: "Look, you don't even have a place to sit now."

There are two chairs in the office, Ling Ling sits on one, Shen Mingyu leans on one, Zhuo Pai has been standing between the two of them, foaming at the mouth, and then suddenly realized, he slapped his head and said, "Look at me! I'll go back to my office first, Xiao Ling, you have a good talk with Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen will personally guide the work, you have a better attitude."

Lingling had already resigned herself to her fate, had enough food and drink, turned on the computer and started working, but with such a tall and burly guy hanging around, he couldn't concentrate.

On the other hand, Shen Mingyu came back to someone else's company, as if she was in her own place. She played with the doll for a while and put it back on the shelf, then picked up other gadgets, looked at this and touched that, Lingling continued to ask questions, Lingling patiently explained one by one, everything was related to the projects she had done, and finally Shen Mingyu said: "Didn't you do a lot of interesting work, why... "In the middle of talking, I got stuck.

Lingling looked up at him with puzzled eyes. Shen Mingyu was startled just now, and almost said, why do you still think that the projects you have done are not worth mentioning? They are all compromises. He heard these words in Lingling's live broadcast room At that time, when he was angry, he even set off fireworks to blow up the screen full of "boring", so dangerous, Shen Mingyu turned his back and patted his chest, almost revealing the secret that he already knew who Ling Ling was.

He took the initiative to change the subject, his eyes fell on the large pile of colorful drink bottles on the computer desk, he picked up a few and looked at them carefully, and then saw Lingling's unfinished Zizixiang next to the computer.

He seemed to remember something, and asked, "Is this the market research you mentioned last time?"

Lingling glanced at the pile of bottles, nodded and said, "Yes, I went to Lihui for a stroll."

"That one," Shen Mingyu said with a look of disdain, "I'm used to stepping on the high and holding the low. It is obviously supported by domestic capital, but it makes itself like an import store, supplying foreign products at high prices, and stuffing domestic products. When it comes to leftovers, how old are you still engaging in the practice of worshiping foreigners."

Thinking of the treatment of Zizaixiang in Lihui, Lingling couldn't refute this, but Shen Mingyu then said: "But look," he put the bottle of Zizixiang that Lingling hadn't finished drinking together with those "coquettish sluts" , sighed: "It's really like a pheasant falling into the phoenix's nest. These goblins can sell them for thirty with a nice skin. I only have three yuan. It's really unfair."

He stared at Ling Ling with burning eyes: "Mr. Ling, I am not reconciled to selling it so cheaply. Can you help me increase my value?"

"You want to become a fairy too?" Lingling asked him.

This statement... Shen Mingyu couldn't help laughing backwards and forwards, nodded and said: "Yes, I also want to be a goblin, sell high social status, and be an oiran in a snobby place like Lihui."

Lingling also laughed immediately, uncontrollably popping up in her mind that Shen Mingyu, who is so tall and burly, is wearing a delicate gauze oiran outfit, full of jewels, covered by a veil, shyly in a brothel called Lihui , falling gradually from the petals all over the sky.

This picture is so beautiful that Ling Ling almost went blind just thinking about it.

The author says:

Xiao Shen: Am I beautiful?

00: yue~~