Hope You’ve Been Well

Tianshiyong knows people, it is raining.

Just at four o'clock, Zhuang Fan is called by the rain, and the cheek is red and swollen, and there is no dare to look at the mirror, and the cup of coffee is sitting directly before the coffee.

Last night's plan is to get off work, see Cao's leader. After seeing it, read several design materials. Actually, he and the reunion, pushing away the original approximately, and smashed his face.

People will never confirm that the future happened, and the truth is really truth.

Coffee began with a piece of cake, free of charge. Zhuang Fan He is on the end of the door, and later serves him to open the door, giving him these as a comfort, and I have a greeting a few times a night. Do you need help.

Drink a cup of coffee, Zhuang Fan Heart opened the information, let go of yourself, not too empty, you will work.

There is only a page of moving and knocking on the keyboard, there is no sun in the rainy day, until eight o'clock is still Wu Men, knocking down the last sentence, Zhuang Fan's mouth has a yawn.

"Head ..." The mouth can't be sheet, affecting the face of the face. He made full strength yesterday. At that time, he was swollen, and the white skin was infiltrated on the skin, but also scared.

Zhuang Fan's heart looks outside the window, the words can be covered with sunglasses, and it is necessary to rain. I climbed up, he took a shower and shouted clothes, and he did not take the colleague. I got a door in advance.

On the half-way, the Director of the Advertising Department came, he was connected: "Hey?"

"Director of Zhuang, early, have you slept last night?"

Zhuang Fan's diamonds did not know what they did, should be said: "Very good, do you have something to have?"

"Yes, the Advertising Department has a meeting this morning." To the other side, "involves the new publicity content, please be sure to participate, help us give some opinions."

Zhuang Fan is swollen and half face, and I don't want to go, and what is the decision of the designer mixed with the Advertising Department? He said: "I am a drawing, what opinions can you give, the class should be a joke."

The other party has repeatedly invited, and the gesture sets the ultimate, it is difficult to do with the heart. Unable, Zhuang Fan has only promised, hanging, and then staring over the window.

The dry city has been soaked, no dust, only the north wind of the knife is more embarrassed.

I don't talk, I have no things, I'm looking at the brushing trees, I think of the words, after the uncomfortable shopping mall, I think about the words. The red light is green, the sparrow is flying, a child is wearing a bright yellow raincoat, thinking about the words, think of the words, and think of the words.

To live.

Zhuang Fusheng finally slammed to the company, tight scarves into the Silhouette building, too early, a colleague is not seen, the security is not finished early.

He is afraid that he is idle, forcing yourself, don't stop.

The department colleague has come, although Wen Lin is not late, but the spirit is sluggish, it is estimated that overtime is tired last night. When he pushed the door, I saw the side face of Zhuang Fan, and the spirit of the time: "Director, what happened to your face?"

Which pot does not open, Zhuang Fan said: "Skin care allergy."

Wen Lin asked: "How is it allergic?"

"There is no wipe it over there." Zhuang Fan's heart looked up at each other, and his eyes were very cold. Now Wen Lin is not just intern and assistant, or the blind date, young, simple, to develop people.

He envy, jealous, and open your eyes: "What is it?"

Wen Lin went on the document: "The prediction and investigation report of buyers need to sign."

Zhuang Fan's heart finished the signature, just the person of the advertising department came to him, he got up to go outside, the way to Wen Lin: "The order, I will have lunch directly."

Wen Lin Q: "Director, a few?"

"Two." Zhuang Fan Xinyi, "I, and, you."

Wen Lin blindly, thinking about the trial period of junction, eat a grouper? Still appreciating him ... I want to pay alone with him?

This work of this work has arrived at the Advertising Department, and the meeting room is full of people, all bright and bright, and Cheng Jiama is the most beautiful. Zhuang Fan didn't care about the cheeks, laughing out a few neat and white teeth, generous fall: "What will be so important, Cheng Gong also to attend?"

Cheng Jiama is shy: "I can't figure it, this Halloweer director is the protagonist."

Zhuang Fan is unclear, so the smile has not received it, and it is straight to the mooking to the Director of Wang. At this time, the screen is projected, and a set of design works in front is the award design of the London competition before returning to China.

The advertising department means that the representatives of the Villa Hexin have rich works, and there are currently "No. 7 Kinds". This is a new series. It may be used to take advantage of Zhuang Fan's protagonist.

Silhouette absorbed the design director, Silhouette, as a design, more advertising, and the strength and resume of Villa Xin as a brand. Calculate the mutual benefit, two whole beauty.

Villa Xin finally understood why he would come over, listened to the plan, Wang Director asked him how to feel, full of house people looked at him and waited for his next reply.

The draft is developed, the script is designed, and the explanation of the entire advertisement is even more fine. This meeting is not inviting him to give an opinion. It is the first to play, nor asks if he can shoot, but at this moment, he waited for him to answer, which is very good.

Zhuang Fan is hung up, he doesn't like the limelight, as a designer, he hopes that it is subject to the industry, and the work needs to be pushed into the public.

Everything is ready, he refuses to understand. If you stop, he nodded: "I can cooperate."

Zhuang Fan's heart gives this step, next to play mobile phone, look at the map, he didn't remember the hotel to the company in a few days, and then brush the evaluation of the comments.

Near noon break, Zhuang Fan directly took Wen Lin to eat, the restaurant near the company, his drunkard is not eating, Wen Lin is also inexplicably, the two big men call two green salads.

"Director." Wen Lin looked first, "Is it wrong?"

Zhuang Fan said: "If the criminal does not make mistakes, you are, your heart is guilty?"

Wen Lin panic: "No! You are so high, suddenly I am afraid of me!"

Zhuang Fan smiled, eat a few dishes, wiped his mouth, said: "Are you a friend in the Victorian restaurant?" He wanted to finish the room, "gave the wrong my room number, I see At the person of your approach. "

Wen Lin took a head: "I have been more excited yesterday. I am sorry, I haven't delayed you and Cao's heads?"

"Nothing." Zhuang Fan glasted a glass of water, "In fact, you are about people -"

Wen Lin's mouth asked: "Handsome?"

Zhuang Fan is about to say, and it has been forgotten that in front of him, it is more likely to say, more mature, handsome and tall, he is in turn: "Handsome, very handsome."

Wen Lin also asked: "Is it higher than me?"

Zhuang Fan is always mind, can't help but despicable this moment: "You don't know what it is?"

"Parents know, there is a little cooperation at home." Wen Lin is difficult to teeth, "... we haven't seen it yet."

Naturally, it will not be challenging is blind date, but Zhuang Fan is understanding, and if you think of Gu Yisheng, he said last night, this time it is good. "Xiaomin." He knocked side by side, "The company is so busy, have you still fall in love?"

Wen Lin said: "Don't know, I don't worry anyway."

Zhuang Fan is awake, what is this doing? I have a thorny, come to know each other? I have never seen the other party and Gu Yan, when he has been over ten years, the forehead of the bastard, why should it be urgent, what else?

He is not qualified.

Go back to Silhouette, Zhuang Fan is in a daze in the chair, and he can't think of other people, but restraint can't think of this person. Starting from the second of the recurrence, he has been chaotic, and it is not coming back.

He needs to find someone to talk, but I don't know if I have time, I have passed, I didn't expect to send a message first, and ask how the day.

Zhuang Fan's reply is good. After the three five sentences, the words can't be blunted during the line, he changed: "It feels a bit boring."

I know that I will send a string of steaming, singing, watching movies, making sports, letting Zhuang Fan's heart and rest.

In the floors, Wen Lin is calling the call, saying: "The words, I am, I am really sorry yesterday."

Gu Yu return: "It doesn't matter."

"Is there a time tonight?" Wen Lin asked, "What do you want to eat, I treat it."

Gu Yu said: "It is not convenient tonight, I have to work overtime, then."

Hanging up the phone, the guy continues to be busy, there is a contract with a contract to have a legal consultant, during the period, cough, voice hoarse, all last night to smoke.

It is expected that the subsidiary below the contract is expected to be ahead, and he drives it to a trip. At the evening, I got off work, one go on the road, he first took the tie.

If you don't tell the truth, he doesn't work hard, but it is just no mood to go to the blind date. He felt that it was very pleasing, it was also very powerful. It seems that the smoke drilling in the body last night is not scattered, and the limbs need to relax.

After an hour, Gu Yan arrived in the fencing club, he was the head member of this, but also familiar with the family, even the cleaning Dazhao knows who is very famous.

Change the fencing suits, caught in the sword and the inspect to the first hall. VIP has a special training hall and isna, but there are fewer people who want to go to people today, it is like a bloodthirsty tiger, the bismuth in the rivers and lakes, just wants to have a rough grass.

Entering the big hall, there is so four or five pairs that are learning, and the words are hot and warm, and they think about who came to the first game.

He gradually locks a pair, first watch the battle, the two sides are almost the same, the rhythm of the left side is not too stable, but the attack is violent, as if you lose win, just ask for a while.

Careful words, to be done, and they applauded with others, walked over, holding the sword to say: "Winning a good Lord, is there a hard?"

The other party nodded and hook hand said it would be.

The two sides are ready, and they will be returned to the outside. Gu Yan first puncture, the other party responds quickly, a beautiful anti-six counterattack, he will defense again, the other party immediately second attack half a step, and it is fierce.

The distance is closer, and the words are sprint, attack the eighth points, and the recruitment is accurate, and it is a bit of violent violence.

Xu is the insufficient physical strength of the other party, or the height does not occupy the advantage, and gradually falls. Gu Yixiao stepped steps, forced to the desperate, fake a few fake movements, so that the other party breathed resurrection, then booked again, and made the pace of people and the rhythm.

The onlookers laughed: "This brother is very bad, what is a small cat?"

"But another can also, this has always adhered to defense."

I don't know if the time is long, only the sweat is swaying, and it is happy. Care, the last control sword thorn, won.

He picks up the protection: "Even more than two games, tired." There is a bit of asthma, turning to drink water, "I have the opportunity to discuss next time."

Going out a few steps, the other party asks: "When is next time?"

Calling and pace, looking back, the man is a volt, picking down the face, showing a face of sweating, is a heart.

At this moment, the impact is not smaller than yesterday, and the people will examine Zhuangxin from the head to the foot. This is confirmed: "How can you here?"

Zhuang Fan's heart raises his hand to sweat, touch his face, and keep it hurts and keeps a smile: "Online search, you want to exercise, come."

He quickly chased the guys: "How, my technology is ok?"

"... Hey." Gu Yan is trying to calm, "If you can't get it, don't ask."

Zhuang Fan's "cut": "I have won frequently than others." Too much sweat, the mouth is easy to say, "because I saw you flustered, I didn't grasp it."

Gu Yan will be wrong: "Why see me panic?"

They stopped there, watching each other, the lights on the top of the head seems to be the street light of the bov, sitting on the bluestone board, and gave a sense of fencing clothes.

I don't know who is going back to God first, a laughter, each fill a large cup of cold water.

The dressing chamber is separate. The bath is also a massage that relaxs muscles. It is 40 minutes, waiting for him to come out and see that Zhuang Fan is sleeping on the sofa.

The corridor has already said "Goodbye", he walked to fight, "Why didn't you go?"

Zhuang Fan opened his eyes and stood up and said, "I want to wait until the hair is dry and then go out, otherwise it will."

Gu Yu said: "What is your hair dryer?"

Zhuang Fan Xin is completely awake: "Bad, don't go out."

Typical blinks, I didn't break it, and I took the elevator. I'm still following him, and I don't have a sound, and the elevator don't have the elevator door. The number begins to count down.

Zhuang Fan is a mouth, he is a whole day, it will be next to it, and soon will be awarded. He is flustered, hey, knowing that he should not be shameless, but it is uncontrollable.

It's next to the first floor.

He recognizes that it doesn't matter if you come out.

"That." Zhuang Fan is trying to say exports, "Can you give me a contact information."

The sate of memory is broken, and the flood beast is still a fine flow. It is a number in his heart. Delete, strange trouble. "

On the first floor, the elevator door opened, and the words were going out.

After a row of cars looking for yourself, didn't look back, what is the expression of Zhuang Fan, and there is a react. He only remembers that he couldn't find the other party, like a fool of a head, and sat on the chair.

The mobile phone vibration is long, and it feels that I will pick up: "There is a fart."

"I." It's a "brother, there is something, I have been tangled 24 hours, I didn't want to tell you, but I can't die, is it?"

I didn't listen to it, and I didn't pick up.

Even Yu Ming said: "Then I said, I fuck! Zhuang Fan is returning to China!"

Gu Yan, pressing the ring key: "Oh."

"Hey?" Yi Yan was afraid that he didn't believe it. It is Zhuang Fan! "

Gu Yan hangs.

He didn't move in front of the door, just stood, and it took a minute.

I heard the footsteps, Gu Yisheng turned and saw Zhuang Fan's heart, stopped at half-meter, he worked before the other party opened: "Don't you really afford me?"

Zhuang Fan's answer: "Yes."

"The light is not enough." Gu Yu said, "I said yesterday, I want to give you a slap."

Zhuang Fan's heart is going to fight, caught in the words: "The slap is also light, I especially want to be a punch."

Zhuang Fan is looking for his face: "You are me."

The cheeks did somewhat red and swollen, calmly looked at it, suddenly looked up.

Zhuang Fan closed his eyes, but his fist did not fall. He was stunned to the right shoulder and then pushed from behind. He step a few steps, he just stopped, and the words have been on the car, and the engine has turned around.

Zhuang Fan's heart chased a period, and finally established in its place.

He is cold, tightened with a face, and a hat in the down jacket, there is something to slip behind.

Zhuang Fan's heart picked up, and the general manager of GSG Group was printed, and he was a contact information.

Dream, is a business card.