The party A who wants to soak me

It is impossible for Lingling to regard the Shen family and Yueming Group as "her own family", but Shen Mingyu has thick-skinned and brazenly regarded Zhuo Pai's company as her own family, coming and going whenever she wants, appearing more frequently than the boss Zhuo Pai , Sometimes in the afternoon, I said I would stop by to have a look after finishing my work, and then I would leave after a while, and sometimes before dinner, I would invite the whole company to dinner when I came, and I would only pick out Cantonese restaurants that Lingling likes to eat.

Zhuo Pai, a smart person, had already seen something of the meaning, and said privately to Ling Ling: "I'll leave this young master to you, you can handle him, Idiot."

"What do you mean I can handle it..." Lingling felt that Zhuo Pai was thinking wrong again: "How else can he handle him other than using the design draft?"

Zhuo Pai smiled and said nothing, "Actually, there are many ways. As long as you are willing to work hard to make Mr. Shen happy, I will give you a 5% commission on this project."

Lingling didn't answer this, thinking that Zhuo Pai was also crazy, and he didn't like Zhuo Pai's style more and more. He spent all his energy and brain circuits in places that shouldn't be spent. If public relations and favors can replace professionalism, The world is so fucked up.

Most of Shen Mingyu came here when he was working overtime at night, and Ling Ling didn't mind him looking at the unfinished design, anyway, it was for this person to see, and if he was not satisfied with it earlier, he could avoid detours .

The date for the second proposal agreed in the contract has already passed, Ling Ling greeted him earlier, saying that it would take some time, Shen Mingyu did not rush him.

It's just that when reading the manuscript at night, Shen Mingyu is still dissatisfied. He doesn't hide it, and even expresses his opinions more directly. , and then he said what he thought was not so good, and there was still room for improvement, but now he just said something ugly, regardless of Lingling's feelings.

"Really, Teacher Ling, it's a little ugly and a little mediocre, but it's ugly anyway, don't you think?"

"If you want me to say, this doesn't work, the color doesn't work, and the pattern doesn't work. If you don't believe me, try imitating it on the bottle. It's too weird."

"Let's change our thinking, this really won't work."

Lingling was so angry that he closed the computer and wanted to kick him out, with the word "scroll" on her lips.

Shen Mingyu had an innocent face, and she couldn't believe it: "You really don't think so?"

No!Sleep!have to!Lingling roared in her heart, there is no standard for aesthetics, some people think freckles are disgusting, some people think freckles are very cute, this is something in the private field, and it is inevitable that the aesthetics of the public level will be lost. personality.

It is already difficult to find the characteristics of Zizaixiang, and it is another difficulty to grasp the aesthetic balance.

Lingling's patience with Shen Mingyu, who is open-minded, has reached the limit, and the little good impression accumulated over the past month is almost exhausted. He feels that it was a mistake for him to take this order. The opinions of the two of them in various aspects Including the fundamental differences in aesthetics, the eight poles cannot be said to be the same, and a consensus has never been reached.

This work process is so painful that I just want to hit the wall.

Lingling didn't say anything, but her eyes and body language were clearly written with "Get out of here", and Shen Mingyu finished expressing unscrupulously, but changed her face again, lying on the small sofa in the office in a naughty manner. If he didn't leave, Ling Ling couldn't help feeling angry.

In desperation, Ling Ling adjusted the direction of the seat, blocked Shen Mingyu with the computer screen, and began to rack her brains to figure out how to change the picture.

The small office was silent for a while, only the sound of colleagues who worked overtime in the outer hall were leaving after work one after another. Lingling went out to use the toilet, and found that everyone had left, and Zhuo Pai had long since disappeared. It was already past 10 o'clock, so I had to sigh that I was really a model worker.

When he returned to the office, he didn't want to look at Shen Mingyu. He went back to the computer and turned the screen up to block the face opposite him, but he heard a faint sigh from across the screen: "Lingling, my Lingling, why did you put her face on the screen?" Are you trapped by yourself?"

These words were like a fuse, which instantly ignited Ling Ling's irritability, and he directly retorted: "I didn't trap myself, it was you who trap me!"

For a while, it was cool, but after the yelling, he was a little dazed. It seemed that this was the first time he had such a direct attitude towards Party A.

In the middle of the night, the office was suddenly terribly quiet. Lingling thought that Shen Mingyu's reaction would be tougher and worse than his. After all, he had seen Shen Mingyu attack Zhao Tao in a meeting. He sighed like a human: "Oh, silly boy, you haven't enlightened yet."

Lingling's anger dissipated quickly from the moment he yelled, but Shen Mingyu's words made him embarrassed again, how old is he?My brother who is younger than me calls me a "silly boy", and I have goosebumps all over my body...

Having completely lost the mind to make pictures, Lingling hid her face behind the screen and thought for a while before deciding to go home.

In fact, it’s not too late now, and I can’t find a reason to go back. Although I can just close the computer and leave after work without saying anything, Shen Mingyu won’t do anything to him, but after such a quarrel tonight, This would feel like pouting.

In fact, I wasn't angry, but my mind was disturbed and I couldn't make pictures.

Sure enough, Shen Mingyu was stunned and said, "Usually you haven't got off work at this time, so early today?"

Lingling immediately glared, thinking what was the reason for that?Should those who are designers and Party B work overtime every day?Is this normal?ah?

The words of complaints could not be uttered, Lingling felt that she was almost internally hurt by this person, and some idea popped into her mind, and she blurted out and found an absurd reason: "I have a dog at home. Go back and walk it, always walking too late is not good for the dog, and it is easy to get kidney failure."

After finishing talking, I was stunned, dog?

Suddenly, Shen Mingyu's eyes lit up, and he jumped up from the sofa, with an excited expression on his face, and said, "I didn't know that Teacher Ling also likes dogs? This is great!"

Lingling: ...Huh?

Shen Mingyu's eyes sparkled: "What kind of dog do you have? I also have a dog. I have a race-level husky. He is a super handsome guy. We can play with the dog in the future!"

Ling Ling was a little confused, huh?He hesitated and said, "Golden retriever?"

This is the only breed he knows. He doesn't know dogs at all, and he can't tell the difference between a golden retriever and a Labrador.

Shen Mingyu nodded again and again, and gave his thumbs up: "Golden is good, smart and sensible, and doesn't tear down the house, it's different from my husky." He waved his hand, "Then you go home, your dog is probably waiting for you impatiently , Dog owners can’t work overtime all the time, you don’t even have time to walk it.”

Lingling felt a little guilty, he couldn't answer these words at all, and he didn't understand why he came up with such an excuse so suddenly?What is not good, even picked up a layman said.

Shen Mingyu drove him back as usual, as if starting a new era, excitedly telling him about her dog all the way, "My dog ​​will wait for me at the door every night, if my brother is the one who goes back first, he will still be the one who goes home first." There will be a groan, as if very disappointed, my brother always said, obviously we raised it together when we were abroad, why now we only listen to you and raise a little white-eyed wolf."

Lingling didn't dislike listening to these things, but the more she listened, the more guilty she became. She was afraid that Shen Mingyu would ask him about the details of his dog. Fortunately, this person probably talked too much, focusing on all kinds of interesting things about herself and that husky. When approaching the gate of the community, Shen Mingyu said: "If you don't have time in the future, you can ask my housekeeper to help walk the dog, and let the two dogs play together by the way."

With a thump in her heart, Lingling hurriedly said, "No need, no need, my house is not far from the company, so I can take it for a walk after get off work."

"Don't be polite to me, it's all a matter of convenience," Shen Mingyu was still persuading him: "Or I can pick up your dog first when you work overtime in the future, and take it to the company after the walk, so that you don't need to be separated from the dog."

He also showed a somewhat smug expression: "Isn't my arrangement amazing?"

The more Lingling listened, the more regretful she felt, every time she lied to Shen Mingyu, there would be no good results. This person is worse than a dog.

Guilty and regretful, he didn't even notice Shen Mingyu's intention to walk the dog to his house.

He opened his mouth and stuttered a little, Shen Mingyu was still swearing: "You don't know, domestic dogs can't be separated from their owners for too long, not only people miss dogs, dogs also miss people."

"You're insane!" Lingling scolded in a panic, just as the car arrived at the gate of the community, she quickly opened the door and ran away.

Regret means that you have regrets written all over your body and mind.

The author says:

Xiao Shen: Do you think I look like a domestic dog?