Cheng Youyou squinted his eyes halfway, and was 80% sure that Zou Mingyuan had feelings for him. Since he is willing to back down, the situation will be fine.
"Go to sleep, it's already late." Zou Mingyuan walked over, grabbed her hand, and led her into the bedroom.
"Okay." Cheng Youyou raised his face, eyes full of hope.
Getting back together, a peaceful and ordinary night passed, and when Zou Mingyuan got up to take a shower in the morning, Cheng Youyou pulled Chu Youlian's mobile phone number from the blocking list, and took the initiative to send a message to her.
I just have the ability to bring him home.
Cheng Youyou couldn't help lamenting that she was naive, and she actually played a show of jealousy.
Do you think he is for you? What if you have nothing like me?
Chu Youlian is not a master of words, nor is she a psychologist, but it just makes Cheng Youyou feel nervous and uncomfortable.
Put away the phone, and after breakfast Zou Mingyuan sent it to the corner in front of the company building, Cheng Youyou leaned up and gave a smack to the expressionless handsome face, then jumped out of the car successfully and waved at him.
Zou Mingyuan was taken aback for a moment, then crossed the road with that slender figure, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, like a grass in early spring, with young leaves scratching his heart.
"Xiaoqing, how is the progress of the wall painting last time. Pack up your things right away and go over with me to have a look." Cheng Youyou walked to the office, absent-minded for several days, and most of the work was wasted.
"Well, good. The detailed picture" Xiaoqing still had the bun stuffed in her mouth, and beat her chest to prevent choking.
"I'm taking it with me." Cheng Youyou lifted the folder in his hand, feeling very good. "I'll wait for you in the underground parking lot first, Baozi hasten to get rid of it."
"Yes!" Xiaoqing nodded like a pounding garlic, and most of the soy milk splashed out.
Cheng Youyou can't drive, and his mother passed away in a car accident. Although he didn't have much shadow on the car, he didn't want to become a road killer.
After hurriedly looking at the schedule in the car, Cheng Youyou closed his eyes and recalled the completed 3d-max rendering. This time the project was not big, and he found a familiar teacher from an art school to lead the students to complete it. First of all, their workmanship is not bad, the design drawings have been released a long time ago, so they can just copy them as they are. The second reason is that they are hard-working, and the most important thing is that the wages of students are cheap, and the company can win them with a small investment.
"Sister, long time no see." Several young men greeted warmly, and Cheng Youyou called the elder a teacher with them out of politeness, and they all called her sister in a familiar way.
"I'll come and see you. It's a hot day. I brought a few boxes of drinks, and I moved them down with great strength." Cheng Youyou unfolded the design and said softly.
Several young people pushed and shoved past, Cheng Youyou took out the glasses and put them on, she was serious about her work, and started to compare every bit from the corner, and entered the working state.
The whole morning passed quickly, maintaining the same posture, the neck was so sore that every movement felt like a needle prick, Cheng Youyou thumped and praised. "It's already very good, but the color here, whether it's due to the paint, is a little different from the original picture. Although it doesn't affect the overall beauty, isn't it better to be perfect?"
"Okay, we've written it down, and we'll change it right away!" The little person in charge made a mark and agreed.
"Don't worry, as long as we can leave at the end of this month. I'll come and see you next week, everyone has worked hard." Cheng Youyou said that there is no rush, but the sign of urgent work is obvious, and everyone is embarrassed to delay.
While Xiaoqing was busy taking pictures, she ordered a box lunch to be delivered. "Sister Youyou, we are"
"Going back to the company, I have something else to do. If you need anything, you can find this little girl." Cheng Youyou patted Xiaoqing on the shoulder, said to them and left.
Xiaoqing's car was not as comfortable as her own, and it caught up with the morning rush hour, moving forward at a snail's pace.
"I'll bet here, you go back first." Cheng Youyou saw the billboard of Zhengyuan Technology, and his heart moved, why not go and see Zou Mingyuan.
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