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Five days later, when Zhou Wenqing returned to the city, the first thing he did was to pick up Tong Huanhuan from Lu Xiaodong. Song Mai blocked the door and looked at him coldly: "Phoenix man, do you still have the face to see Huanhuan?"
Zhou Wenqing's face darkened, but he didn't have an attack, he just asked in a cold voice, "Where's Huanhuan?"
"What are you dragging!" Song Mai teased Zhou Wenqing unceremoniously, "It was the same in school before, pretending to be tall, rich and handsome, you are just a poor bun! He will pretend to be a wolf with a big tail in front of us! When we see your mother and the others , I'll be cowarded in minutes, and you don't care if Huanhuan is wronged, hum!"
Zhou Wenqing was too lazy to talk nonsense with Song Mai, took out his mobile phone, and called Tong Huanhuan directly.
"Wen Qing? I'm at home! Didn't you see that I sent you a message? Well, you go home, I've cooked."
At that second, Zhou Wenqing's eyes turned red.
This was the first time in five days that he heard the voice of the little thing. Although he misses her like crazy every day, he dare not call Tong Huanhuan, for fear that if he hears her feeble voice of grievance, he will be unable to restrain himself and go to her on the spot. Tong Huanhuan thought that Zhou Wenqing was very busy, so he didn't dare to make a phone call, so the two communicated through WeChat messages
Until now, hearing Tong Huanhuan's crisp voice, Zhou Wenqing felt that he was still alive in this world.
Song Mai blinked, did she see wrongly, did Zhou Wenqing cry just now? He could cry, what a miracle!
Pushing open the door, the aroma of duck soup came in. Tong Huanhuan scratched her head in embarrassment: "Hey, I forgot that there is tea tree rut at home. I only remembered after an hour of stewing that you said you should put tea tree rut in stewed duck soup. Next time."
Zhou Wenqing rushed over and hugged the little thing into his arms, trying his best to restrain the urge to cry, let Cha Shuru go to hell, even if he drank soy sauce shrimp soup today, he thought it was the best delicacy in the world.
"Wenqing, mom, did you talk about you again?" Tong Huanhuan held her breath nervously, and she was relieved only when Zhou Wenqing shook her head, "It's fine if you don't, I'm still a real mother after all."
Zhou Wenqing had a sore nose, this time he couldn't hold back his tears
Zhou Dali's death made everyone exhausted. Lu Xiaodong originally said that Zhou Wenqing and Tong Huanhuan should rest for a week before going to work, but they both refused.
Only by hiding in his own design world, can Zhou Wenqing forget those mundane trivial matters. Tong Huanhuan's thinking is simpler: Zhou Wenqing wants to work overtime, so she will work overtime, Zhou Wenqing wants to risk her life, so she will follow her life. The Jin Qiuhong designed by the two The Maple series won the National Design Silver Award in one fell swoop. Comrade Lu Xiaodong was delighted from ear to ear and at the same time gave them a sum of money.
Zhou Wenqing took the money and began to think that his and Tong Huanhuan's new home should be renovated. After Zhou Dali passed away, his financial situation improved significantly.
Both of them have a design habit. Although the decoration design and jewelry design are different, but the inspiration is similar, and it is their own nest, they work harder, but there will inevitably be some differences. For example, Zhou Wenqing likes low-key luxury, Tong Huanhuan likes to collide with fresh things.
Therefore
Tong Huanhuan made a brain-dead suggestion: "Wen Qing, since we think differently in the bedroom, let's have a drawing competition. After we finish drawing, we will take it to the street and let passers-by choose. Whoever gets the most votes will take the decision."
Fuck, let him go out and distribute flyers on the street like an idiot? There are no doors!
"Oh, if you don't dare, then you will admit defeat and agree to listen to me?" Tong Huanhuan clapped his hands and danced happily, and then wailed, "Zhou Wenqing, what are you doing? You bully people if you can't say it, oh um"
One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, change your posture, do it again, the spring is beautiful in the hut, and the sultry notes are three feet around the beam.
As a direct result, Tong Huanhuan's feet were weak when she walked the next day. She sighed, but she was still full of energy, because Zhou Wenqing agreed to compete with her. She was full of blood and wanted to win him once.
After the drawings were designed and printed on a piece of A4 paper, Tong Huanhuan and Zhou Wenqing each took 20 copies and distributed leaflets downstairs in the company.
Tong Huanhuan: "Brother, which of the two pictures looks better? The one on the left is drawn by me. I drew it. Ah, the one on the left looks better. Thank you, thank you!"
Zhou Wenqing: "Sir, our company is doing market research, please find out which one you like? Are you sure this one looks good? Don't change it? Okay."
Why is it the one drawn by Tong Huanhuan? Really blind!
? As a result of the voting in the afternoon, Tong Huanhuan's 20 votes were all for her, and Zhou Wenqing's 20 votes were for Tong Huanhuan
Facing a fiasco of 30 to 10, Zhou Wenqing couldn't accept it: "Tong Huanhuan, you chose your stack yourself!"
"No! "Tong Huanhuan was very hurt, "Can I ask you one by one!" "
Even if I asked them to choose me, I didn't say that if I didn't choose, I would beat someone! Even when I got home, I asked Yiding to pick one, and Yiding was pawprints on Tong Huanhuan's end, although it just stepped on it unconsciously.
It was Zhou Wenjuan who really made Zhou Wenqing surrender.
Zhou Wenjuan had good grades, and was admitted to the university where Zhou Wenqing and Tong Huanhuan had studied before, and also studied design. Now they are in the same city with them. Tong Huanhuan sent her photos to show her which one looks good. Zhou Wenjuan also chose the draft designed by Tong Huanhuan.
Zhou Wenqing was in a bad mood: "Why do you like that?"
"Because I think the Greek-style design looks good." Zhou Wenjuan smiled mischievously, "Is it my sister-in-law? Look, sister-in-law's fresh and unique style, we dare to get involved."
Zhou Wenqing stopped talking
Since he joined Lu Xiaodong's company, Lu Xiaodong has aimed at high-end customers. Maybe he can launch another low-end product line, focusing on Tong Huanhuan's fresh and cheerful style, targeting the student market. Maybe he can find another way to avoid the current tragedy of the high-end market compete!
I don't know if Lu Xiaodong has the courage.
In the end, according to Tong Huanhuan's wishes, the home was made into a Mediterranean style with blue and white tones. Tong Huanhuan was so happy that this was the effect she wanted, exactly like the one in her dream!
Be sure to invite your parents to come and see!
Zhou Wenqing originally thought that Tong Qihui would not come, but he and Xiaoyu actually came, and brought them a new pot and stove
They did not forgive Zhou Wenqing, but Tong Huanhuan was their most precious daughter after all.
Zhou Wenjuan is quite busy with school, and she only comes here occasionally on weekends. She is not like Zhou Wenhua who wants to squeeze every penny out of Tong Huanhuan like a locust, but Zhou Wenqing doesn't stop her from coming. How about Tong Huanhuan, he has very little contact with Li Yu and Zhou Wenhua, which makes Tong Huanhuan feel that there are still people in the Zhou family who can communicate, and the little things will feel more comfortable. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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