Hope You’ve Been Well

Zhuang Fan wandered a circle in Silhouette, familiar with familiarity, by the way, to go to the Personnel Department, received a call from the other, the other party just dropped the machine, and did not worry about him.

"Nothing, you are busy." He said, "Yes, send me your home address, my grandmother is alone, there is something, I will pass."

Tell the phone, Zhuang Fan folded back to the design department, from the distance from the door to the office, he felt that he was being quantified from the head to the foot. Everyone is silent, quietly paying attention to him, looks well, gesture look, and even want to see the belly through this layer of people, how many talents do it.

With the door of the office, I will stop. Zhuang Fan Xinshui, I am filled with half a white water, the excessive dryness of the north makes him some discomfort.

The supervisor knock in, holding a folder, saying: "Director of Zhuang, this is the information you want, the paper is here, and there are many I sent it to your email."

"Thank you." Zhuang Fan's heart has no soul lecturer, "I have to trouble you, I have worked hard."

He is meaningful, these things should be assisted, but unfortunately the assistant is not too much. The supervisor understands that I will take the next two steps: "The assistant gives you is an intern, nothing to understand, do you want to rearrange one?"

As a supervisor, it is responsible for these, directly changed, it is not because of the interns for General Manager Cheng Jiama, so he does not dare to claim. And Zhuang Fan is a person who knows the boss, and it is not good, so he asked the villa's meaning, so that Zhuang Fan is the master.

Zhuang Fan knows that it is not as good as: "Nothing, the child is very good."

Supervisory: "That's good, Xiaowei is also the design of the Easy." Netherlands. "Then I went out, what do you need to call me again."

Everything is difficult, and the file full of table stacked will understand that Zhuang Fan is horses behind the artillery. At the beginning, the heart promised to know that it is not correct?

However, although the headache is a headache, he does not regret it.

Friends are important than the original work. These years are also used to staying around, and there is a city, I have long thought to see. Zhuang Fan's heart throws thousands of Wan Xu, taking into the files.

Speaking of the vulgarity, the financial department account, the sales department, the advertising department is responsible for publicity, and the functions are relatively unified. The core departments of fashion companies, the design department, and personnel constitute more complex, designers, assistant designers, cutters, fabricists, graders ... The seventeen categories are here, which promote a garment production. .

Zhuang Fan is high-profile, and it is necessary to do things at this moment.

He carefully understands the side of the party, the introduction on the surface is still insufficient. He looks at the style of each designer, turn over the diligent record, and write down the work efficiency of the sampler, and even extracts the fabric of several months, to ponder the fabric. Make changes.

I don't know if I have four o'clock, forget to eat for lunch, Zhuang Fan's heart ignores the hunger, just feel that the eye is sour. He took out the eyeline water carrying with you, dripping a drop, and pressed the inside behind the eyes.

What is the interns? He forgot: "Come on."

Wen Lin came in. After Shangrong's heart, he couldn't help but fliculate a second, and it was flashing by the pair of wet tears. "Director, are you looking for me?" He slowly took a short shot.

Zhuang Fan Xin command: "Number of people, call some afternoon tea, please eat." He said holding the wallet, the result is, the kid has closed the door.

Now the child is in this virtue, Zhuang Fan's heart has adjusted Wen Lin's resume, and it is not necessary to end the internship period as soon as possible, so that it will cut high. One, good guy, from primary school painting, French apparel design, although the work is insufficient, but just graduated is not bad.

Waiting for the afternoon, there are people who are sitting in the office, and Zhuang Fan is going to eat with everyone. He invited guests, all of whom's dark observations, one or two funses, the atmosphere becomes easy.

Xiaoyu Xiaohui is the most primary way to draw a manner, and Zhuang Fan is actually not the meaning, mainly to find a reason to sit down, he remembers who is who is.

Designers don't have to sit in class every day, buyers and surveyors are almost all, and the syllabage team leads. Zhuang Fan Xin remembers, ready to absent next time.

Fill in the belly, Zhuang Fan's back office is finished, he first arrived, everything is more and more, covering the cap, there is a darkness when you get off work.

This day didn't do a substantial thing, but I was very good, and the Zhuang Fan was forgot to call the car and left the Silhouette building parked on the roadside.

The busy time, basically seeing empty cars, just a burst of screams, the Papani super-run from the morning, blind.

The window landing, Wen Lin is sitting in the driving position probe: "Director, are you waiting for a taxi?"

Zhuang Fan's heart exploits the evil door, is my country's economic development so fast? The college students just graduated were running over? Take a slightly, he replied: "Take a taxi."

"The peak is very difficult." Wen Lin unlocked, "I will send you."

Zhuang Funxin is completely the northwest wind like a knife, gets on the car, caught in a vast roadside, just fasten the seat belt, the whole super run is smashed by superficial speed.

Wen Lin Q: "Director, where are you?"

"Sophie Hotel." Zhuang Fan said.

"Ah ... then I have to drop my head." Wen Lin looked in front and hit the direction in the intersection.

Zhuang Fan's heart didn't have anything different from the other and during the day. Even if he is afraid of galloping in the road, it is close to the lips, which seems to have a new hand of the driver's license. He asked more: "How many years?"

"Three years." Wen Lin quickly saw him, "What is the director?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Not very, what are you nervous?"

"I am afraid of you." Wen Lin said.

Zhuang Fan probably understands that he is highly debuted today, even a bit exaggerated, so it is difficult to get along with it. He deliberately, his grandfather said, people can lead the people, let a lot, and a powerful force is very important, add other talents, and evolve into "majesty."

Moreover, after he gave him a harmonious design department, there must always be a black face.

I don't want to see the villa's heart, Wen Lin is more embarrassing: "Director, I ask me today ... Will you let me do the trial period?"

Zhuang Fan He also turned his head quickly and saw Wen Lin. Somehow, he saw many years ago, dragging, embarrassing, not high, very similar.

He didn't pick up the other party, you can't leave the performance, if you leave, you will leave, you can't qualify for your own aunt. Remembering the resume, he said: "What kind of clothing design you read, the school is good, how to do ordinary assistants?"

Wen Lin's mouth: "I apply is an assistant designer, but I don't know how to arrange it, it is a designer assistant."

Zhuang Fan is laughing, and this child is a squid, the famous car, wearing a brand, just calling a colleague a afternoon tea spend thousands of pieces, typical rich family young masters. He won't worry, since it is excellent, it will become a helper to do it.

Wen Lin said: "When I read the book, I especially like Silhouette, Silhouette, every season, I bought it. And, I don't care how much salary, anyway, it is not enough maintenance."

All things that are contaminated with individual aesthetics are resonating, and the priests of the Berbia are music, the art, design is the same, and if you like it, you will pay attention, appreciate, even try to close.

Talking to the Sophie Hotel, Zhuang Fan said: "Don't open it, you will park."

Wen Lin was taken, and after stopping: "Director, tomorrow."

Zhuang Van Xin Xie's belt, all the way, I have a little dinker to vomit, open the door, I have a disgust, worship, and slow down.

The door is just closed, Wen Lin's mobile phone rang ringtone, strange local number, he received a waving from the windshield with the windshield.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Hello, I am guilty."

Wen Lin was called back from the slogan, from the previous tense investment in new nervousness, the self-introduction is stupid: "Ah, words, words, I am Wen Lin."

The two have a few words, when the is getting awkward, the mobile phone floated, faint, probably felt helpless and absurd. Wen Lin holds the steering wheel: "Dangdan, if you don't have time, even if you don't have time ..."

Gu Yu said: "Which day is there?"

"I have." Wen Lin said. He also thinks that his parents are too stunned, and the head is a knife, but it is almost a little, "Can you miss tomorrow?"

"Well." Gu "and promised," order to inform you. "

Talking about the private approximately, the guinea, the jacket went to the public, GSG did the real estate life, and later made a multi-investment, the buyer, the business partners and the Baido allies, there are always things that can't finish.

In these two years, Gu Shi understood that Cabber and Xue Manzi were not easy. Many occasions did not open, many work could not be delayed. Just say a drink, he didn't love so much, and he couldn't hold the entertainment.

The spreading field has never been in the early morning, and the words have not been informing Wen Lin, too late.

Zhuang Fan is still not sleeping, finally holding the computer after reading the information, and all the information in the brain is mixed, and it is sticking into a pot of porridge. He lie down, he will open a listing website at will, you can't always rent a house as soon as possible.

When people are sleepy, the mobile phone is smashed, and the button on his body is like, and the eye is closed. It is not forgetting to foar a Munqi.

Zhuang Fan has a week's transfer service, the early morning is commuting, watching the sun is good, wearing a thin cowboy, if the ankle is hidden, the result is a thigh of the road. Really fucking cold.

When I gave birth to two, he was in the next day than yesterday, the head of the design department was very enthusiastic, and he looked at it, his assistant did not arrive.

Zhuang Fan is transferred to the project, I am coming, and Wen Lin is late for a very late, and I will take the initiative to take the initiative: "Director, have there?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Send my entry into the personnel."

Wen Lin took the material to leave, go to the Personnel Department to finish the elevator to pick up the phone. He didn't know the consciousness of small staff, and I received the entry into the design department, and the private call returned to the seat, and did not find that the supervisor was white.

"Dangdan?" He said, "I just went to work."

Gu Yan said: "Find a job?"

"Well, internship." Wen Lin suddenly came to interested, I would like to tell Gu Yisheng to go to work in Silhouette, and I want to talk to others.

However, if you don't have the understanding, the next sentence said: "At 7:30 in the evening, the Victorian Restaurant 6037."

Wen Lin torn a convenience, the shoulder was taken by the person, and the face was seeing Zhuang Fan, and at this time, the call had already said "Goodbye" in the mobile phone.

"Bye." He ended the call, "Director, you call me?"

Zhuang Forte found a small number of accessories test reports, the symptoms of the Sample Master Cao team were responsible, and the business trip went to the factory. He contacted, the evening plane returned to the city. He is intended to eat directly with the other party, with other questions, there are other questions to talk.

But all four are not familiar, Zhuang Fan is asked: "Is there a good restaurant?"

Wen Lin once, his mouth and replied: "Vijing Restaurant."

Zhuang Fan said: "Let's book a seat, at 7:30 in the evening."

Wen Lin had to be inherited, call the order, and torn a convenient note, 6073.

Haven't come yet, give Human heart, another Xu designer called him, assisted to him a job, saying that Zhuang Director's meaning. He is grateful, I didn't expect to do it so quickly, I couldn't help but I couldn't help but imagine his design. The brand he liked.

Excited for a long time, ten minutes later Wen Lin pushed the door: "Director, I give you a coffee." Did it came in, especially grateful, "Thank you for appreciating me, give me this opportunity."

Zhuang Fan's heart did not have a sound from the beginning, he didn't appreciate, but thank you for sending him last night. Hot coffee was angry, he torn down the cup on the cup, writing above, the Victorial Restaurant 6037.

This whole day didn't have a breath, and the lunch break time Zhuang Fulokhe and the , I will talk about the design of the hand. I didn't move in the afternoon. When I got off work, Cheng Jiama came to a trip, I want to take a dusty dust.

Zhuang Fan is naturally refused, left at 6:30, go to the restaurant on the road, but fortunately the plane of Cao is too late.

Gu Yan has already stopped the car, and the restaurant is a secretary. He didn't tried it. After going up, it was found to be a new Chinese decoration. The rooms in the rooms in the green porcelain white plum, the gauze group, a small exotic screen of a butterfly, a table, and a chair took advantage of elegance.

Just dropped, Wen Lin came, and went to work overtime by the designer. The design industry overtime is a frequent event. If you don't say anything, you will be loose and loose.

He first called a pot of tea, hot, moved to the sofa to see the chess bureau on the coffee table, and there is also a "floating six" in the chessboard. He was in our room in his own, and he hoped that Wen Lin came later.

The door is open, the service is born with two cups, and then retreats.

The door is just close, it seems to be opened.

Guise to seek to the door, see unlike, and consulted from being thinned.

Zhuang Fan has a cold wind, which is guided to 6037, and enter the door of the millet, double-sided embroidery screen. He thought that the colleague did not arrive, accompanied by a strong lighting, and he wanted to see a person in the room.

Zhuang Fan is walking in the heart, bypass the screen, see the face behind the table.

Gu Yan has also lifted his eyes.

Everything is like a stop.

They live together, light tea, ten years of loneliness, loneliness, more than 3,000 day and night, lonely