Hope You’ve Been Well

Chapter 63 how will.

Care is indeed a Wen Lin.

Qing Dynasty, Wen Dong, personally opened his mouth. Since he promised, he must do it, so the banquet did not disappear to Wen Lin, and it happened to be tomorrow night.

After saying this, the mobile phone is quiet enough to ignore ignore the ignorant one second, and then Zhuang Fanxin smiled: "This, tomorrow guarantees small temperature to get off work on time, you can rest assured."

If you don't worry, even if you haven't considered whether the other party will work overtime, he "Well" said: "Well, then I am relieved."

At the end of the call, he got a moment on the window of the hall, and then saved the number of Zhuangxin to the address book. Returning to the restaurant has been taken away, others look at him, I don't know if it is a curious party, or wait for the topic before going to continue.

Careless words, not letting his parents know the Ding point about Zhuangxin, otherwise there will be. Gu Baoyan can't do it. When Zhuang Fan is immigrant, the little girl's sadness is straight to chasing Meng Jiangu Wang Baozhen. I have a big understanding, but the stimuli is even more, I have been very complicated.

"Dad," How about this, "What is this?"

For nearly one month, Capaber was in the Hainan, and then went to Hong Kong office. He got up from the table and said, "Go to the study."

Gu Yan, the previous roots, enters the study, and to learn about Hainan Free Trade Hong Kong Law, listen to the policies in the afternoon.

Hanging the phone, Zhuang Fan He is lying in the hotel bed, pondering, the words are true.

Will not actually don't know Wen Lin, lie to him, just don't want his invitation? Still really about, then ... I have already seen the first side for so long, I have seen the second side, is it explained?

Physiologically, Zhuang Fan's heart is smashed, psychologically, he believes that it is very wretched in the back, but some things, some people are unable to harvest, it is difficult to restrain.

This Sunday morning, I became awkward, and Zhuang Fan was forced to find some things. He touched his mobile phone, giving his house for 24 hours to send text messages: "Is there, look at the room.

It is also a rushing, grinding the feet, and the Zhuang Fan's heart is turning between the living area of ​​the Three or 4th Ring Road. I also want to read the London apartment. I also want the big house in Los Angeles. The heart of the mood is deep, and I want the city of Yucheng. That small Layer 2 villa.

Going back to the hotel at night, Zhuang Fan's heart checks a bin of the mailbox before going to bed, and the Director of the Advertising Department gives him an interview, which is the issue of Tomorrow's interviews.

Zhuang Fan Xin did not look tightly, fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Fan's card was on time. When I entered the elevator, I saw Wen Lin. The other side took the coffee bought for him, passionate: "Director, early."

"Early." Zhuang Fan, "" Today is very spiritual. "

That Pani super-run is too conspicuous. These days have known Wen Lin is a rich family. The fashion circle is half a famous venue. When I am, I will have a good time, and others have turned their attitude.

The supervisor said: "Wear so handsome, go to get off work to be chic?"

Wen Lin said: "about people."

"Is there a good person?" The supervisor deliberately ridiculed, "Is it a girlfriend?"

Wen Lin replied: "Haha, I am gay."

The proportion of this circle is not low, there are several surnames in the company, but like Wen Lin, this great clear is early, and it is still not secret, and the colleagues are stunned.

I don't know who asks: "Is that a boyfriend?"

"Oh ..." Wen Lin said, "a brother."

Brother, this title can be gentleman, you can also have fun, although Wen Lin is generous, the other listener's mind is not pure, and suddenly he hurts.

Zhuang Fan Xin always looks faint, the back is quite as straight, and it is like a plum in the crowd. The elevator door is open. He is the first from this noisy.

Not two minutes, Wen Lin knocked on his office, come in and said, "Director, you have to do it today."

He used to be active, Zhuang Fan's heart: "Waiting for a week, ready." The other party went to take the materials, "how to change it?"

Wen Lin said: "There is a date in the evening, I am afraid that I can't finish overtime and let go of the pigeons."

Zhuang Fanxin knows how to ask: "That's back to the handsome guy?"

"Well." Wen Lin did not see taking care, but signed his dad yesterday, he saw photos, at this moment, "is very handsome."

Zhuang Fan is listening, only when the other party has seen it, the impression is not bad. He grabbed a pen in his hand, clenning the nail, but smiled and light: "If you can't finish it, you will be delayed."

Wen Lin is stunned, holding a material is happy to leave, go back to the door: "Director, do you know that I am gay is not surprised?"

Zhuang Fan thought, I even knew that you and my first love lover did you know that you would be surprised.

On the door, he fingertips a loose, the pen rolls a few turns on the floor.

The team came over, the team of fashion magazine came to interview, found a Villa's heart in the work between the work, and shaking hands before the handshake, Zhuang Fan also took a piece of Shuxiang.

The magazine interview is a ring in advertising planning, and the text plus photos will probably four internal pages, and today I only do an interview. Zhuang Fan's heart does not pay attention to this, even the meeting room is not arranged, directly in the handset of the tail, even sitting on the butt, even a roll.

The first few questions is about his professional, award, like a company interview.

Gradually cut into the topic, Xiaoxue: "Director of Zhuang, you have a prize in London, the grade 7 core, how do you define and evaluate it?"

Zhuang Vantra: "First definition, it mainly uses the elements of Egyptian culture. It is my try in color and tailor." He said smooth, relaxed, "As for evaluation, I took a prize, I was not bad." The result of this trial is successful. "

Xiaode: "Description Are you very satisfied?"

Zhuang Fanxin said: "Satisfaction."

"That looks back to the previous design, you won't feel insufficient, want to change the idea?"

"I waste that time?" Zhuang Fan said, "Do your best to do every design, you can get every needle, every pleat, there is a better idea to do new, the past is over."

Xiaobian said: "So you are only looking forward, is it particularly gathered?"

Zhuang Fan suddenly casually, grabbed his ears, and lowered his eyes several times. "The situation is," he can perfuse, anyway, no one is investigating true and false, but he is positive, "I have no effort, there is a regret, I will not help but let go."

Xiaobian is a little girl, listening to nodding, being a bit restrained by his serious look, hurry back to design: "The Qikin core sounds not too like a suit, why do you design this name?"

Zhuang Fan said: "No.7 core is the cultural relics unearthed in Egypt, very mysterious, and also identifies the design inspiration and theme, all of which is named."

"It turns out." Xiaobooted, "because there is a 'heart' word in your name, the core homonym -"

Zhuang Fan is interrupted directly: "I am not so non-mainstream."

The little girl is facing, skipping this question, and the next few questions will join the Silhouette around Zhuang Fan, and there are two comparable private things in the end. Xiaoxue: "You have won the first place in the Agg Jewelry Design Group in the juvenile, why did you choose to read the costume design?"

Zhuang Fan replied: "I found yourself more like the design."

This kind of interview will never be safe, to be successful, Xiaobian listens to his answer, ask questions immediately: "So the clothing designer is your dream, and you have realized dreams, right?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Yes."

An interview took up for nearly two hours, and it was a smooth, sent away from the magazine, and Zhuang Fan's heart was sitting next to the console. For a long time, the Shu Shuchi was closed by his group.

He is designed in the cutting room, which has taken all the day.

I didn't go at get off work, I went to wash my face and wanted to eat something before working overtime. Usually, Wen Lin is sold out, look at the position of each other, empty, and have dated get off work.

Zhuang Forte took the purse downstairs, he was very hungry, ready to go to the nearby restaurant and bought it, to the lobby of the first floor, he saw Wen Lin sitting on the sofa of the reception area.

...... Is it dating and yellow?

Zhuang Fan's heart is not seen, go outside, then I saw the familiar figure in the rotation door - Gu Ying long legs, there is no expression, and the trousers have entered the lobby.

I can't hide, I am in the direction of the heart, I naturally see each other, he stopped, looking at Zhuang Fan Xin did not remove his eyes.

White jeans, loose thick sweaters, shoes, neck also hang magnetic cards, and the villain in front of me, it is not a few years of winter.

A voice will speak back to the reality, and Wen Lin runs over: "Don't say the brother? I am Wen Lin!"

Tell your voice, see Wen Lin's full of vigorous face. "Hello." He is polite and mechanically laughing. "" Wait for a long time? "

"No, just got off work." Wen Lin didn't think about it, "I am limited to the limit, you said to pick me up, I will come down a few minutes in advance."

Zhuang Vantra moves, want to withdraw, and the result causing Wen Lin's attention. "Director, do you overtime?" Wen Lin looked at him, "Do you want me to order?"

Zhuang Fan said: "I went to the restaurant to eat, you got about people hurry."

Wen Lin remembered what: "Right, I haven't introduced, saying, this is the Director of our department. Director, this is a guilty." He smiled a day, "I have seen it before."

Gu Yu said: "I have seen it."

Zhuang Fan is imitation Buddha to understand the meaning of the words, the two lips are gently squatted, but the heart can not stop the cavity, and he has seen it since he has seen it. He understands this person's interested interest, familiar with the principle of the bottom line of the other party, even family, friends, dog, all he knows.

Even where there is a sputum on the person, where is sensitive, remember to be a clear.

Adults are really equipped, and Zhuang Fan is sour in the heart of sour, and the bias is bleak, and the mouth is light, and it is better than the leader who will be able to sway hands, say: "Bye, play."

Gu Yan and Wen Lin are gone, the back is a double, which gay looks to the teeth, the real match of the dog day!

Zhuang Fan is holding a wallet and swaying a circle, and it is not hungry, and finally dinner and nightingale will be canceled. In the convenience store, you will stay in the moment.

It is very inspirational that he has not eaten potato chips in Seven or eight.

It is very successful, but at this moment, I want to come.

Zhuang Fan Xin did not stick to the company, directly torn, first and two, then a plug, a few steps, a few steps to eat a piece of potato chips.

The elevated bridge is full, and the car is filled, and the words will fall to the window without suffocating each other. I was half a hour, and he only made a cooperation of a contract, and Wen Lin was laugh, and it was probably not understood.

"Dangdong." Wen Lin tried to provoke the topic. "Do you know this brand?"

Gu, but not very much, it is ambiguous: "It's quite famous, it seems that the boss is a star?"

Wen Lin said: "One of them is, no matter what, the other boss is the designer's origin, especially very powerful." I know that he thought that, "Just bring my Director, it is very powerful."

The traffic is loose, and Gu Yan back: "Oh."

Xu is too cold, Wen Lin thought he did not believe, and said: "Really, Zhuang Director has taken a lot of prizes, representing a lot of works, today's magazine also interview him."

Gu Yan, "" Are you admiring him? "

"Almost." Wen Lin said, "He can be cold, not very well, but it is good for me, I also approved me today."

After the second half, didn't pay attention, and the words held the direction and watered the inner, thinking in the first half of the sentence: "Your director, cold?"

Wen Lin confirmed: "Yeah -"

The car rushed down the viaduct, and the words were raised to speed up the Mercedes-Benz. So halfway, the road is smooth, and if you have a riser, you said: "Your dad makes me to understand what the company knows, is it interested?"

"Not interested." Wen Lin replied, "I want to be an excellent clothing designer, this is my dream."

Gu Qichang Wang Road: "How is this good?"

Wen Lin didn't know how to interpret, took a few scanning pictures from the bag, saying: "This is a winning design in London. If I can design such a work, I will be excellent."

Calling the face, looking for two seconds, waiting for two streets to enter the underground garage, he is looking for a parking stop, the design is still retiring in the mind, looking awake, catching people.

He understood the excellent definition, unwinding the seat belt: "Who is it designed?"

Wen Lin said: "Director of Zhuang."

"How come." Gu with the idea of ​​consciousness, "he read the jewelry design."

Wen Lin looked at him: "The design of the garment of the Director of Zhuang, I was interviewed today. He said that it is his dream."

When I can't make a mistake, he missed it? Zhuang Fan's first participation is the jewelry design competition. Every night is the jewelry design course, and immigrants do not return to the jewelry company, and the dream from Xiaoyan is one of the reasons.

He has not concatenated and slowly unplug the car key.

At this time, Wen Lin asked: "How do you know that he has learned jewelry design?"