From time to time, he glanced and peeked. Every time he looked back, Mr. Ali was concentrating on drawing. Luo Xin seemed to be scratching his head. He really thought too much. It seems that work can repair the injured soul. At least during working hours, people are normal. of.
Luo Xin¡¯s words seem to be true. When a person reaches a certain age, work becomes a kind of salvation. In order to get rid of the nagging of family affection, the sadness of love, and the trivial matters of life, I put them all into work.
In order to pass the time at work, Chen Chen would arrange a blind date at home and say that he was working overtime. Alice and Zhong Jiuchi fell in love under the guise of work. The sister who returned from maternity leave two months ago said that she was the best at work. When she was happy, her mind was buzzing when she thought of going home to face her mother-in-law who kept asking for her baby to be fed, and her husband who came home drunk.
"Come in."
He didn¡¯t know when his phone set a special notification sound. Luo Xin seemed to see these two words when she opened her phone. She originally wanted to reply, but she didn't expect another two words: "Immediately."
In order to avoid everyone laughing, Luo Xinxiu grabbed a file from the desktop before going to Xu Jun's office.
"What's up?"
"I still want to ask you?! Are you okay?"
"No!"
"Why would you always look after Li without you? You have nothing to do, right? Do you want me to add two more projects to you?"
I don¡¯t know how jealous I am.
Luo Xinxiu shook her head quickly and used her hands and feet at the same time. She kept moving her hands and kept moving her feet back.
"No, no, no! Mr. Xu, I was wrong."
The attitude of admitting my mistake is quite sincere.
"What's wrong?"
¡°Looking around during working hours.¡±
¡°You¡¯re seeing other men during work hours. Can¡¯t you just focus on me?¡±
"I let it go."
"How to release it?"
Luo Xin seemed to be silent, she was thinking.
"Li, please do your best to draw the picture. You don't have to worry about him. He has to go out on his own and no one else can help. If you have the time, take good care of your boyfriend."
??Pinched her little face hard, Luo Xin seemed to beg for mercy quickly, the whole room was charming.
The company has become half of their family, and even the sustenance of their souls. Only by working can they forget about the mess. Not all companies are like this, but in the story of this group of people, work is the simplest.
Mr. Ali finally finished the design drawing of Shanghao Teahouse.
"Brother Ali, why are you in a daze?"
"This design drawing is just like my own child. Every time I want to show it to others, I have to show my child to others. I feel uncomfortable."
¡°Then open your own store to ensure that the money does not flow to outsiders.¡±
The little girl started acting like a monster again. Mr. Ali finally figured it out. Luo Xin, with her little mouth, is really the king of insults.
The two talked for a while, and Mr. Ali asked her to go with him to Shanghao Teahouse to present the design plan. Of course Luo Xin seemed unwilling to go. She hated the story of Boss Lu abandoning his wife and son. Once this filter was added, Boss Lu's whole body radiated The disgusting stench made Luo Xin seem to retreat.
"Are you jealous of evil?"
"It's all his own doing. I just can't let go of this burden."
"Little pufferfish, designing with emotion is your weakness. I remember that the big devil told you when I was designing Fengchui Mailang's house. Are you not ready to listen?"
"threaten me?"
"Yes, it's a threat. If you don't come with me, I will go to the big devil and accuse you of being emotional."
Luo Xin¡¯s little face was bulging with anger, and the expression of the little pufferfish god reappeared. She had already been criticized by the big devil today, and she had to be punished if she was accused again.
He reluctantly picked up his backpack, unable to walk with his feet filled with sand, and was finally dragged away by Mr. Ali.
"Let's make an agreement first. When you come to show me later, I won't talk to him."
"Come here, he is afraid of women."
After arguing and arguing with no result, Luo Xin seemed to finally decide the outcome with rock-paper-scissors.
She has always had better luck, and Mr. Ali is responsible for presenting it.
Boss Lu still received the guests in an exaggerated manner, asking the tea master to pour tea with complicated procedures in his office full of calligraphy and paintings.
"Let me tell you, my tea masters are all hired at a high price. Those outside are nothing. People nowadays don't know how to appreciate them."
With negative words and negative energy, Luo Xin seems to have accepted Boss Lu¡¯s anger.and unprovoked temper.
"Boss Lu, we have designed a version of the drawings and would like to hear your opinions."
Mr. Ali started speaking, and Boss Lu was chattering, one sentence after another, keeping talking about his thoughts. As soon as he finished speaking about the copy, he started to speak eloquently. Mr. Ali wanted to interrupt him, but was stopped by Luo Xinsi.
She meant to let him finish speaking, until his mouth was dry, and when he no longer wanted to speak, Mr. Ali would speak.
Mr. Ali received Luo Xin¡¯s signal and kept smiling politely, his cheeks were sore from smiling.
After talking for forty minutes, he drank three pots of tea. When the tea became weak, he finally said he was tired.
¡°Don¡¯t just let me say it, you guys should say it too.¡±
Mr. Ali took a sip of tea, but it was only half a cup. The tea master gave him only half of the tea. The so-called full cup of wine and half cup of tea.
Slowly, from downstairs to upstairs, Boss Lu didn¡¯t quite understand their design terminology, and kept frowning while looking at the renderings and floor plans.
"Boss Lu, if you have any questions, please speak."
"Okay, this Aisheng family has a very good intention. I still have many good things in my house that I want to put here. What do you think?"
Of course it's not great, it's too much. This is a tea room, not a patchwork exhibition hall. Luo Xin seemed to want to sigh, but she knew that this guy was not an easy person to talk to, so she held it back and yelled at Ali. gentlemen.
Mr. Ali and Boss Lu went back and forth, talking for twenty minutes without saying anything. It seemed that Luo Xin couldn't bear it anymore.
"Boss Lu, Buddhism emphasizes no self, no person, and no sentient being. If you put too many objects together, you will lose your original intention, and you will be dizzy and unable to practice Zen."
Boss Lu¡¯s eyes turned from Mr. Ali to Luo Xinsi.
"You are a young girl, but you still have your own understanding of the Diamond Sutra? You can teach me."
Mr. Ali stared at Luo Xin, as if where did he learn this trick, and the little girl actually liked it?
Boss Lu generally agrees with their opinions, but he insists on putting more things inside. He wants to move all the good things from his house, no matter whether it is worth it or not.
"It's useless to talk more. If you continue talking, it will just be nonsense. Luo Xin seems to have found an excuse with Mr. Ali.
"How do you know the Diamond Sutra?"
"I won't."
"Didn't you read it all just now?"
"I remembered it from a TV series. It was the most classic scene in "The Heaven and the Dragon Slayer". I used to replay those TV series during the summer vacation. I almost memorized the lines."
After Luo Xinxi finished speaking, she walked forward with her little hands behind her back, feeling a sense of accomplishment. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com