C405 Gongzi Invitation

"Don't touch Ou Ney's office, I don't like his style either. Just change it to my office and notify the Logistics Administration Department that I want to see a brand-new office before Monday."

Du Lingwei's eyes moved between the reflection of the glass and the reflection of the glass.

The meeting was over, and everyone had a troubled expression on their faces.

When they were about to leave, Ou Ney walked in front of Du Lingwei, who was checking her itinerary with her phone, "If I'm to continue being the editor of Fashion magazine, I hope I have some mistakes in my work. You can talk to me privately and point out in front of everyone that it is not good for my prestige and team management."

Du Lingwei locked her phone's screen and smiled at Ou Ney. "Do you know how to avoid this kind of situation?"

Ou Ney raised his eyebrows. "If we avoid it?"

"Don't let this happen again." Du Lingwei put the phone back in her bag, turned around and asked Ou Ney, "What are your plans for tomorrow?" This was not an inquiry, but a notification, "Cancel them all. Tomorrow night at 7 PM, I have an appointment with the studios to discuss strategy and cooperation. You will be with me."

Du Lingwei turned her gaze to the assistant of Ou Ney, Kevin, "Kevin, remember to prepare two different suits for Mr. Ou tomorrow. You have to wear cuffs on your shirt."

At 6: 30 in the evening, as if the air was splashed with ink, the black shadow of Wu Yang began to spread.

Zhu Zhu's bus headed towards the busy road. At night, the red brick and green tiles of the bustling European style pedestrian street appeared in front of them. They slowly drove in a certain direction in silence.

Rising house prices and exuberant desires grew, weighing heavily on people's heads, their huge heads hanging over their shoulders.

Zhu Zhu waited for a long time before she found a seat. She leaned her head against the window, her soft eyelashes sticking to her eyelids like black feathers.

She pushed the door open. Before she could enter, she heard Jia Wanrou pretending to be weird in the living room.

That's right, that was the sound she would hear every time she saw a handsome guy. Zhu Zhu had never miscalculated this kind of prediction, it was even more accurate than her physiological cycle.

Zhu Zhu took off her shoes and placed them on the shoe rack. She walked to the hallway and saw a very strange scene.

Jia Wanrou held her arms high, painting in one hand, painting in the other. Ye Yuni's brother, Ye Jingrui, held his shoulders and rested his chin on his other hand, as if he was making an important decision.

Zhu Zhu put on her slippers and walked behind Ye Jingrui. She glanced at Ye Jingrui below his waist and couldn't help but to sigh. Even the view of his back was enough to make people's blood boil — not to mention Ye Jingrui's face, which was as exquisite as an ax — it was the face Jia Wanrou was facing.

In order to attract Ye Jingrui's attention from the painting to Jia Wanrou, Jia Wanrou violently shook her head to the left and then to the right. Her hair blew like a blower and Jia Wanrou felt like she was a beauty out of a bath.

In fact, she was like a swinging fan with an extra horn, the most old-fashioned (the kind of fan that her brother blew while eating tomatoes during the Tangshan earthquake) shake of the head.

After Ye Jingrui noticed the sound coming from the door, he turned around and saw Zhu Zhu. Although there was a faint sadness between her brows and a tiredness between her hair, it was still hard to conceal Zhu Zhu's refreshing beauty after the rain.

"Why are you here?" She went to the water dispenser to pour a glass of water and put it on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Then she sat down and turned around to ask Ye Jingrui and Jia Wanrou.

She took off her little leather hood and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, the smooth black of the waterfall contrasting nicely with the white of her bare limbs.

Ye Jingrui was completely dazed by the beautiful hair. He reacted for a while before saying, "Come over and have a seat."

Zhu Zhu looked at Ye Jingrui. He looked like a jobless nomad, but he was dressed like a business elite. He was as radiant as his sister Ye Yuni.

Is God fair? God is not fair, people like Ye Yuni Ye Jingrui Deng Yujin, who came out of their mother's womb wearing limited edition brands, are destined to be different from people like Zhu Zhu.

Zhu Zhu had the urge to throw her heavy slippers on the faces of those of them with their gold spoon and gold heels.

"What are you doing?" Ye Yuni bowed and picked up a sofa cushion and put it on her back. She tilted her head slightly, pressing her back against it. The fatigue of the day slowly swept up her. She leaned lazily against the side of the sofa like a delicate princess in a European movie.

"Painter Zhang Shou Chen from the art gallery came. He's selling some of the paintings to the outside world. I'll buy two of them, but I don't know which one is better. I'm hesitating." Ye Jingrui's neatly trimmed eyebrows were gently screwed together, just like a young prince in a fairy tale.

This was different from the cold death reaper he had seen before. His face now had the look of a child's sneer and cuteness. "Oh, right. Zhu Zhu, aren't you an artist? "Can you help me see which of these two paintings is better?"

The painting on the left side is a famous one representing Zhang Xianzhan, representing his usual landscape style. However, the market value of this painting is rather small, and the one on the right side, having changed to Zhang Shizhang's style, boldly depicts the expressions of the people, has the slightest idea of its value, thus giving it a great chance to increase its value in the future.

"Professional!" Ye Jingrui gently turned around and snapped his fingers at Zhu Zhu. "Are you coming with me?" In his charming eyes, there was an azure, flecked cloud, weakly drifting back and forth.

If not for the fact that Zhu Zhu had seen so many handsome men and had some self-control, such a small, misty electric eye would have captivated quite a few girls and overflowed with maternal love.

"Go to the exhibition?" Zhu Zhu changed her position. Her slender white legs were folded beautifully on the sofa. She was a little tired. If it wasn't to save money, she would have felt like she was renting back. She was a little tired, "Where's Rongwei in the business district?"

Ye Jingrui nodded.

"Then I can guarantee that there will be no dress that won't be driven out by the security guards there." Zhu Zhu said sadly.

"That's easy. You can just go to Ye Yuni's closet and take out a piece of clothing that's used to cut off the brand. In any case, every time she buys a new dress, before she can finish wearing it, the summer will be over."