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    As soon as he saw Ji Guang come on stage, Man Jia became interested.  An expert knows the rules. Previously, when Gao Xiujin said that he was in charge of the design department of Yimei Furniture, Manjia thought it was just administrative management. But now it seems that there is still some professional skills.

    ??If we evaluate from an objective perspective, Qi Guang can be described by that vulgar but very accurate word: a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.  He is dressed cleanly and decently, has slender fingers and pale blue cheeks, and his eyes are clear but pure. He looks like the kind of child who grew up in a wealthy and warm home.

    His works are also in the European pastoral style, with a little freshness and focus on the embodiment of natural elements, which is very in line with the aesthetics of young people.  The background projection pictures were all very beautiful. Ji Guang stood there and slowly explained the design concept. It was not like being at a bidding site at all. Everyone slowly relaxed with his slightly magnetic voice.

    However, compared to Manjia, who has been in this circle for many years, Ji Guang is still a newbie.  This was evident after Manjia came to power.  There are two series of works that Manjia is bidding for this time. Whether it is a wooden series or a fabric series, the style is obviously grand and practical, and the most reasonable adjustments have been made in terms of visual effects and ergonomics.  The most outstanding thing is that she relied on her skills to scale down all the works and create a 100% realistic model.

    ¡°Compared to relying solely on the display effects of pictures and videos, the physical object is much more direct. Even if it is just a model, it will more clearly show the advantages of the work.  Manjia is smiling, confident and calm.  There is confidence in this from those who have been practicing for many years, and a little bit of the pride of those who overwhelm talent.

    Because Yimei and Yafu are the main players, after these two games are over, there will be a tea break in the middle.  Manjia felt a little bored in such a crowded place, so she said hello to Gao Xiujin and came to the square outside the exhibition center.

    The weather was not too hot in the morning, and some children were playing in the square.  Manjia was carrying a transparent acrylic box, which contained some of the materials she had just explained. She found a bench and sat down to rest.

    After closing her eyes and squinting for a while, Manjia opened her eyes and wanted to buy some water.  When I looked up, there was a child standing in front of me. He was about five or six years old. He had a pair of bright black eyes, fair skin, and curly hair, which looked particularly like the pink look of Angel in the oil painting.

    The child seemed to be attracted to the furniture model in Manjia¡¯s transparent box, standing there motionless and staring at it.  When Manjia saw such a beautiful child, she felt cute and talked to her.

    "Kid, what's your name?"

    The child looked at her, smiled with his eyes bent, but did not answer her question, "Hello, aunt."

    After finishing speaking, I still stared at Manjia¡¯s box. Indeed, the exquisite and elegant small sofas and tables inside were very eye-catching.

    Of course Manjia can see that the child likes her things very much.  But this is not an apple or a balloon, just give it to a child. These are Manjia's works. It took many nights of carpentry and needlework to make them. They can be given as toys to children you don't know.  Reluctant to part with it.

    But Manjia didn¡¯t stand up and leave, because this child was really cute and couldn¡¯t help but tease him.

    "What are you looking at?"

    "Auntie, did you do all this?" The child was not very familiar with the situation, and his voice sounded milky.

    "Yes, auntie did all this herself."

    "I also like to do this. I made a small bench out of wood." He raised his little face and wanted to prove his attitude.

    "Really?" Manjia was a little surprised this time. There is such a young companion?  The child's clothes look like they belong to a wealthy family, and he doesn't look like he was born as a carpenter.

    "But my mother didn't like me sawing wood, so she asked me to pull a wooden box."

    "Huh?" Manjia blinked, a little confused.  She didn't quite understand how such a young friend expressed herself.

    "It's the violin."

    "Haha." Manjia suddenly realized and couldn't help but laugh. He was so weird.  I kind of like this little baby.

    The child didn't speak anymore. She probably saw that Manjia was leaving, so she stopped pestering her and turned around to leave slowly. However, she really liked Manjia's things so much that she couldn't help but look back at them with nostalgia.  look.

    Manjia is a soft-hearted person. She couldn't stand seeing the little baby's eager eyes, so she opened the box after only a slight hesitation.  He took out two small sofas, one long and one short, with fabric cushions and a matching small coffee table. He waved to the child.

    "Come here"?

    Gao Xiujin¡¯s car was blocked when leaving the parking lot of the exhibition center. It seemed that some important person was leaving in front, and a group of luxury cars cleared the way.

    Manjia curiously poked her head in the car, and to her joy and surprise, she saw the beautiful baby she had just met in the square.

    This time the person holding her was neither the expressionless girl nor her larger version, but a woman with bunted hair and luxurious clothes. She looked quite young, standing in a Rolls-Royce.  Next to her, she was frowning at the child, who was still holding the pile of furniture that Manjia had given her in her arms, with an excited expression on her face.

    "He is indeed a child of a wealthy family!" Manjia sighed, and Gao Xiujin next to him heard it,

    "What did you say?"

    "I met that child outside just now, and I teased her a little. That must be her mother, right? Young ladies from rich families always drive Rolls-Royce when they go out."

    Man Jia pointed outside to report to the boss. Gao Xiujin looked around and looked back at Man Jia with a surprised look on her face.

    "Do you know who that is?"

    "Huh? I don't know. Which wealthy family does he belong to?"

    Gao Xiujin nodded,

    "The wealthy family is right, but the young mistress is wrong. That's Jin's boss, Jin Yuge." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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