President of Custom

The next day, Jin Lanshu and Song Fengshi woke up.Their bedroom was on the second floor, and they could already smell the aroma from the restaurant as they walked up the stairs to the first floor.Both Jin Lanshu and Song Fengshi couldn't believe it. When they walked into the restaurant, they found that Zheng Qiushu had already prepared breakfast.

"Are you up?" Zheng Qiushu said, "Let's have breakfast."

Breakfast is porridge and side dishes, all hot.But the attitude between Zheng Qiushu and Jin Lanshu's mother and son is lukewarm.Jin Lanshu said while eating: "It's different to be unemployed. I have time to spare."

Zheng Qiushu said coldly: "I am not unemployed, I am retired!"

Jin Lanshu said, "Really."

Zheng Qiushu touched the window sill, touched the dust with one finger, and said, "Why doesn't anyone clean our house?"

"Yes." Song Fengshi replied, "There is a maid who will come the next day."

"Where is the helper rest assured?" Zheng Qiushu clicked his tongue, "You young people. And the next day, you are not going to work?"

"The maid has the key."

Zheng Qiushu shook her head and said, "That's even worse! Who knows if the maid's hands and feet are not clean?"

Jin Lanshu sneered, and said, "Then Xiao Song and I both have to go to work, how do we clean? Do you clean?"

"I'll sweep it if I do it!" Zheng Qiushu said, "It's time to pay the rent. I don't want to owe you either, so I don't seem to be stuck here and still have to look at your color."

Song Fengshi discovered that Zheng Qiushu also had the ability to "turn good words into bad words": why didn't he say he cared about his son and wanted to take care of him?Doesn't this sound very good?

Naturally, Jin Lanshu couldn't be moved by such bad words, so she sneered and said, "Is this worth the rent? How much does Auntie pay for a month? The monthly rent for this kind of bungalow is at least 20 or [-] yuan, okay?" !"

Zheng Qiushu's face also darkened, unable to go down the steps, she shifted her gaze to Song Fengshi, and said, "Have you paid the rent yet?"

Song Fengshi was stunned, it was too embarrassing.

Jin Lanshu also smiled: "Can he do the same?"

Zheng Qiushu resentfully remained silent.

Jin Lanshu patted Song Fengshi's shoulder and said, "Okay. Let's go to work."

Song Fengshi nodded and said to Zheng Qiushu, "Then, let's go to work first."

Zheng Qiushu said again: "Hey, you are the director of my son's company?"

"Yes."

"I heard that you were just a shopping guide before." Zheng Qiushu said, "Education or something..."

Song Fengshi said: "Education, I graduated from the same school as your son."

Zheng Qiushu choked.

Jin Lanshu was too lazy to tangle with her mother, so she dragged Song Fengshi away.

"I just said, she shouldn't be allowed to live here." Jin Lanshu smiled and said to Song Fengshi, "Look, you are the one who suffers, right?"

Song Fengshi smiled: "Where did I suffer?"

Jin Lanshu said, "She has a lot of things to do. If you can't stand it, tell me, and I'll tell her to live elsewhere."

"I see your mother got up early in the morning to cook for us, and volunteered to clean up the house, as if she really wanted to take care of you." Song Fengshi said, "Don't be so resistant."

"You think? She didn't cook at home before! Every time she cooks, it's because she made me anxious the day before yesterday as compensation!" Jin Lanshu said angrily, "She must not be that good. Just look Let's go!"

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. Otherwise, you won't look good when it gets out. How many eyes are staring at you now?" Song Fengshi said.He also knew that it was useless to talk about "filial piety" to Jin Lanshu, and Jin Lanshu would not listen.Therefore, Song Fengshi said in a very proud tone: "If you are happy, then honor her, and if you are not happy, ignore her. Why should you worry about it?"

Such a haughty tone was in line with Jin Lanshu's style, so Jin Lanshu nodded.

Song Fengshi suddenly had a feeling: Jin Lanshu seems to be very easy to control...

"Okay," Jin Lanshu said again, "shall we go and see how Cheng Jin is doing?"

On Cheng Jin's side, one head and two big.

It turned out that the factory in Wu County couldn't produce the moonlight that Cheng Jin wanted.

Jin Lanshu looked at the pile of dark and light blue silks and satins piled up on the desk, and asked with a frown, "Aren't these right?"

"Nothing is right." Cheng Jin's tone was tinged with irritability, "It's all wrong!"

"How is it possible?" Jin Lanshu said, "It looks similar."

But Cheng Jin said seriously: "A small difference is a thousand miles away!"

Song Fengshi frowned, pointed to a piece of silk, and said, "Isn't this one?"

Cheng Jin shook his head: "This is Moon White!"

"Then...then this?" Song Fengshi picked up another piece of fabric.

"This is water blue."

Song Fengshi always thought that he had a gay aesthetic, but now he thinks he is a straight man of steel, because these colors are all "light blue" to him.

Cheng Jin picked up the color card and said, "Use the color card to match a pair and you will understand!"

"Even if Wujun's printing and dyeing technology is not as good as that of Como's, it's not impossible to print even a single plain satin, right?" Song Fengshi questioned, "And I see that several of their factories are very interested in our supply. Compared with the color samples in the laboratory."

"Yes, that may be because their laboratory comparison did not consider the color difference under different light sources." Cheng Jin said, "This is very important. Especially when it will be photographed under different lighting conditions."

"This is impossible. Owen has specified the color light source according to your request. Aren't the lamp tubes in the laboratory uniform?" Song Feng asked suspiciously.

For this reason, Cheng Jin flew to Wu Jun himself and found that the answer was no.He found that even the domestically produced lamps have color difference, not to mention the dyed materials.At the same time, Cheng Jin's color judgment was very strict. Some masters didn't even notice the difference, but Cheng Jin vetoed it.The manufacturer is not willing to serve this young man anymore.

Seeing that the date was getting closer and closer, but the material was not ready, Jin Lanshu was a little anxious. Seeing that Cheng Jin was helpless, she became even more angry: "You can't see it at all! You can make it with this one!" As he spoke, Jin Lanshu picked up a piece of silk that looked better, and threw it in front of Cheng Jin, with an unquestionable tone.

Cheng Jin's face was pale: "This...but..."

"There is no 'but'!" Jin Lanshu said coldly, "Being poor."

Cheng Jin swallowed her saliva, summoned up the rare courage, and expressed her thoughts: "I'm not being poor, we must consider it! The largest area of ​​this dress is the brocade. If the background color is wrong, the whole dress will come out." It's all going to be wrong!"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with this color!" Jin Lanshu said domineeringly, "You should look at the schedule and deadline! Is it your fault, or my fault? If you don't make clothes, isn't it called "Corner" day? He Yurong on the red carpet naked?"

Cheng Jin was overwhelmed by Jin Lanshu's aura, trembling and not speaking.

Song Fengshi hurriedly smoothed things over: "Actually, Cheng Jin is just looking for good. After all, this dress is of great significance."

"I don't know?" Jin Lanshu said, "How much did you spend on this dress? Now you don't even see a button! We are in business! Don't we have to eat?"

Cheng Jin lowered his head.

Seeing this, Song Feng had no choice but to drag Jin Lanshu out.

Jin Lanshu is really a devil boss.

Song Fengshi persuaded Jin Lanshu to be patient, but he had to go back to comfort Cheng Jin's broken and fragile heart.

As a wage earner, Cheng Jin had no choice but to shake off the dust after being reprimanded by his boss, piece together his broken heart, and continue to work overtime.

Song Fengshi was afraid that Jin Lanshu would utter bad words again and stimulate the fragile heart of this little boy, so he dragged Jin Lanshu to skip work for afternoon tea.

"I see, I've been too busy recently, so I haven't dated you." Jin Lanshu said, "You're lonely, aren't you?"

Song Fengshi resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Jin. You are right, Mr. Jin." After saying this, Song Fengshi realized later: Huh?Why did I speak to Jin Lanshu in Owen's tone?

The two sat down in a dessert shop.The decoration here is mainly pink and blue, and the meals provided are all calorie-rich sweets. It is a place suitable for a sweet date, and it is also a place with a high score of "Dating Afternoon Tea for Couples" on the review software.

Song Fengshi sat down by the window, and at the same time remembered the sentiment that "Jin Lanshu seems to be very easy to control" he had just said.

He took a peek at Jin Lanshu.

At this moment, Jin Lanshu was still the same as usual, her face was beautiful and gorgeous in the sunlight from the window.His unique arrogance and calmness are also revealed in his eyes and demeanor.

like a proud lion.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a "very well controlled" person...

However, Song Fengshi still couldn't help probing: "Well, that...how about ordering a heavy blueberry cheesecake."

He remembered that Jin Lanshu didn't like to eat any blue food at all.

When she was studying abroad, Jin Lanshu looked at the blueberry pie with disgust and said: "There should be no blue in food. It is anti-human."

Sure enough, Jin Lanshu frowned after hearing Song Fengshi's proposal: "What cheese?"

"Blueberry Heavy Cheese." Song Fengshi pointed to the picture on the menu. The layer of gradient blue on the cheesecake completely hit Jin Lanshu's thunder point.

Jin Lanshu was about to say the words of refusal, but Song Fengshi said, "I've wanted to eat this for a long time, but I'm too tired to eat it all by myself... It's rare that I'm with you today!"

Jin Lanshu took a look at Song Fengshi, turned her head, and clenched her back molars as if she had sacrificed herself: "Well, good."

"Okay?" Song Fengshi was dumbfounded.

"Okay." Jin Lan nodded emphatically.

Song Fengshi's jaw really dropped in fright.

Jin Lanshu said with a blue face: "Order." Before I regret it.

Song Fengshi looked at Jin Lanshu's face, and easily interpreted that Jin Lanshu had "rejection" written all over his face, but his mouth was dishonest: "You can give it a try."

Song Fengshi was both pleasantly surprised and surprised.

He... is he willing to eat blueberries because of my proposal?

This……

This……

Song Fengshi's heart was beating wildly.

It's almost like being confessed.

Song Fengshi lowered his head again, suddenly feeling ashamed, as if he had really been confessed.

Seeing Song Fengshi's joyful face as if in love, Jin Lan asked in surprise, "Do you like blueberry heavy cheese so much?"

Only then did Song Fengshi raise his head, pretending to be calm and said: "No, actually think about it, let's eat strawberry cream cake."

Jin Lanshu immediately breathed a sigh of relief: Thank God!Forget the blueberries!

If blueberries are the enemy of Jinlanshu, then strawberries are the benefactor of Jinranshu.

Jin Lanshu likes to eat strawberries very much.

Song Fengshi knew this, so he ordered like this.

He has been paying attention to what Jin Lanshu likes and what he doesn't like, so when cooking and ordering food, he follows Jin Lanshu's preferences, lest he offend the "dominant president".

This is his first attempt at "Touching the Tyrant's Reverse Scale". Unexpectedly, it has this effect...

Song Fengshi took a piece of cream cake with a silver spoon and ate it, but it was sweet to the heart.

The author has something to say: the plot about printing and dyeing cloth is entirely for the plot.Non-professionals, purely making up...