The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen pointed Huang Meili through the gate on Wuzhishan Road and drove until he stopped at the door of the office.

Along the way, Zhang Chen racked his brains and thought, what the hell is going to happen next? After the ribbon-cutting ceremony over there, we have to go to Nanzhuang Hotel for Chinese food together. At noon today, the second floor of Nanzhuang Hotel was completely occupied by Liu. The two bank presidents, Sun Hou and Liu Ligan, accompanied by several leaders, took care of it on the third floor, while Liu Yun and Chen Qihang helped arrange and take care of it on the second floor.

Huang Meili was brought out, and the crisis was temporarily relieved, but she could not be let go. Once she left, she would definitely go to Liu Ligan. If she met Liu Yun and Chen Qihang, Huang Meili would not hide it. Yes, everyone can see that her relationship with Liu Lipole is unusual, why don’t they break up immediately?

In addition, there are Meng Ping and the women in their company. They don't know what they will say when they see Huang Meili. It's hard not to think twice.

Huang Meili is beside her. Now, she has no way to call Meng Ping or anyone to say hello first. The only way is to try to keep her and not let her go, and there is no way to force her to stay. The harder you force her to stay, the more suspicious you become, and the more you want to find Liu Ligan. What should I do?

Liu Ligan, Liu Ligan, damn you, you only care about your own happiness and leave such a problem to me! Zhang Chen cursed in his heart.

The two of them entered the office. Zhang Chen said, "Sit down." Huang Meili sat down.

Zhang Chen sat down at his seat opposite, opened the drawer to look at it, then closed it, his mind went blank.

He stood up, walked to the cabinet, and opened the cabinet door. His mind was still blank. He told Huang Meili earlier that sending me to get something was just a temporary excuse. If there was any damn thing to get, he would do it now. Just make up something you want to take, and after you take it, it’s time to go back, right?

But he just couldn't go back.

Huang Meili cannot be allowed to go back.

What the fuck!

Zhang Chen rummaged through the cabinets above and below. He could feel Huang Meili's eyes lingering on his back, waiting for him to find what he was looking for.

Zhang Chen said "Hey" and continued to search. Huang Meili asked: "Brother Zhang, can't you find something?"

Zhang Chen responded indiscriminately, saying, "Yes, I remember it was here, but why is it gone?"

"What is it? Either don't look for it, why don't I go to Wanghai Mall or DC City and buy one." Huang Meili said.

Zhang Chen said bravely: "You can't buy this thing."

After saying that, he felt his head was heavy. Is there anything else that couldn't be bought at Wanghai Mall and DC City? Is it Sun Wukong’s golden cudgel or Princess Iron Fan’s banana fan?

Zhang Chen didn't need to look back to know that the eyes behind him must be full of suspicion.

Zhang Chen saw the paint in the cabinet and had an idea. He turned around and told Huang Meili that it was a rendering of Lao Ma's company. A leader from Beijing was flying back to Beijing in the evening and wanted to take it back.

Huang Meili said "Oh" and nodded.

Zhang Chen said: "I remember that I put it in the cabinet, but why is it gone? What should I do?"

Zhang Chen pretended to be helpless and scratched his head with the thumb of his right hand. Huang Meili giggled. Zhang Chen looked at her doubtfully and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"Brother Zhang, have you ever watched the Hong Kong TV series "Eagle of the Earth"?"

Zhang Chen shook his head.

"You look a lot like the actor Wu Zhenyu in it, really, Brother Zhang."

"He is an actor, but I am nothing. How dare I compare with him." Zhang Chen said, cursing himself in his mind, aren't you a fucking actor now? Your acting skills are probably no worse than Wu Zhenyu's.

"No, Brother Zhang, you are not nothing. In my opinion, you are the best designer I have ever seen. Really, what a great design you have for the lobby of Wanghai Tower." Huang Meili shouted.

Zhang Chen quickly said thank you. He deliberately pretended to be casual and asked Huang Meili: "Are you in a hurry to go back to the Pearl Tower?"

"There's no rush. You don't have time to talk to me even if you go to Laoma."

"Okay, look, I can't find the rendering. I can only draw another one. We can finish it and send it over, okay?"

"Okay, I want to watch you draw."

Zhang Chen glanced at Huang Meili and said, I can help you draw a picture first. Zhang Chen thought, this can delay some time.

"Really?" Huang Meili shouted.

"certainly."

"Okay, you draw, you draw, how do I sit down?"

Zhang Chen asked Huang Meili to sit there. Like a director or a photographer, he squinted his eyes and looked at her. He asked her to look at her from the front, from the side, tilt her head up, then look down, then lower her head, yes, turn her head. Go a little further, okay, a little lower, don’t raise your eyes, be more natural, yes, that’s it, think, think, think about what you think about most.

Huang Meili listened to Zhang Chen's command, turned her face to Zhang Chen, lowered her head and eyelids, and began to think of her own thoughts. Zhang Chen looked at it, and his heart skipped a beat. From Huang Meili's face, he saw A touch of sadness.

Zhang Chen opened his sketchbook and started drawing with a pen. He first drew a long arc, which was Huang Meili's long hair, and then drew another one, crossing the one below with the one in front, which was her other one. Under these two long locks of hair, a drooping face that was half covered by the long hair was drawn.

Then he drew the drooped eyelids and eyes. There was a kind of affection and fascination in the eyes, as well as a touch of sadness.

Then draw the thin, lightly pursed lips, and finally the round chin.

In the sketchbook, a highly summarized and concise girl's face appeared, Huang Meili's face. Because of the two long locks of hair, the entire picture appeared in a crescent shape.

Although there are only a few strokes, the picture is exquisitely conceived and the characters are beautiful and moving. Zhang Chen himself was attracted.

Zhang Chen sighed softly. He felt that he painted too fast and failed to achieve his purpose of delaying time. However, there was no way to add even one more stroke to this painting.

Huang Meili saw Zhang Chen drawing for a few minutes and then stopped there, staring at the sketchbook in front of her. Huang Meili thought Zhang Chen was thinking about something and did not dare to express her anger for fear of disturbing Zhang Chen. Until Zhang Chen put down the pen, looked at her, and said helplessly, "Okay."

"Okay?" Huang Meili was shocked, "So fast?"

Zhang Chen smiled and pushed the sketchbook over. Huang Meili took a look at it and exclaimed "Ah", which was shocked.

The girl on the picture was so beautiful, it was simply stunning. Huang Meili looked at her eyebrows and lips carefully, and she slowly felt a little proud in her heart. She felt that everything about it looked too much like herself. If not yourself, who could it be?

It turns out that I can be so beautiful!

"It's so beautiful!" Huang Meili sighed softly, not sure whether she was marveling at the painting or herself.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Chen asked.

"I like it, I like it so much."

"gave it to you."

"Thank you, thank you Brother Zhang!"

Huang Meili probably felt that saying thank you was not enough. She stood up and bowed to Zhang Chen seriously, which made Zhang Chen laugh. Huang Meili herself also giggled.

Zhang Chen and Huang Meili said: "Okay, now I'm going to start drawing the renderings."

"Okay, let me see your painting." Huang Meili said enthusiastically, "Brother Zhang, is there anything you need me to do for you?"

Zhang Chen thought for a while and said, either you can help me go to the pool to get some water.

Huang Meili immediately ran out with the plastic jug Zhang Chen handed her. She came back with a full jug of water and put it on the table. She saw Zhang Chen fixing lead drawing paper on the drawing board and there was a box of paints on the table. , there was an empty palette box next to the paint box, Huang Meili said:

"Brother Zhang, can I help you squeeze out the paint?"

Zhang Chen said yes without thinking. Zhang Chen held the pencil in his right hand, fixed the lead drawing paper, and started drawing.

"It's all packed, Brother Zhang."

Ten minutes later, Huang Meili said from behind. Zhang Chen turned around and almost laughed. He saw Huang Meili filling every small square of the palette with different colors of paint. , there was a mess on the side, with empty paint tubes scattered around, and her hands and face were stained with colorful paints.

Zhang Chen quickly said thank you, and Huang Meili smiled and said, "You're welcome. Unfortunately, the paints are all gone. How about, Brother Zhang, can I buy another box?"

"No, no, no," Zhang Chen said quickly, "I still have it here."

"Then do you want me to continue squeezing for you?"

"That's enough."

"Okay, you go ahead and draw, Brother Zhang. I'll sit here and watch without disturbing you." Huang Meili said.

"You'd better go wash up first." Zhang Chen pointed to his face with a smile.

Huang Meili wiped her hands with a tissue, took out the makeup mirror from her bag, opened it, and saw the big painted face in the mirror. Huang Meili couldn't help but giggled.