Far Winter Studios.

In the conference room, Zhongli sat alone in a corner, quietly listening to the others in the meeting. The resort project is the center of gravity of their studio, and most of the designers and other people are involved in the project, so much so that even though the meeting room is not small, it still seems a little cramped.

Most of the designers in the conference room have very different tastes and degrees of polarization, some designers are extremely delicate and will definitely put on makeup, and some simply wear cotton slippers and their hair is not taken care of. Yuandong is a new design studio, almost all the employees are post-90s, and even post-00s students come to intern, at a glance, almost all of them are young people, and they are very eye-catching, no wonder the industry calls them "beauty studio".

However, they should be full of vitality, but they don't know what terrible existence they are facing, so they sit together in a group, separating one-third of the space in this small conference room, leaving Zhongli who wants to stay quietly in the corner. The "considerate" actions of his subordinates obviously did not make Zhong leave his heart, he frowned, and in the eyes of those people, it was the Great Demon King who was about to start to exert his power, and the original scattered formation suddenly changed, and they all sat upright, looking at the projection more seriously than anyone else.

Xiao Zhou understood, and the foot placed under the table silently kicked the person next to him, the man was stunned, looked at Xiao Zhou, and Xiao Zhou raised his eyebrows. The man kicked the people next to him again, one after the other. Soon, the employees sitting on either side of the long table began to sit in their original positions. The closest to Zhongli happened to be Fang Zhi, he had a bitter face, and he didn't dare to look at Zhongli.

Fang Zhi shuddered when he was patted on the shoulder, and when he looked back, he saw the handsome face of his boss, as well as the expression that couldn't be explained.

Zhongli only beckoned, probably because he didn't want to make noise with others, so he didn't speak, but Fang Zhishan couldn't understand it at all, he was nervous, and he didn't know if he was hot-headed for a while, so he suddenly got up and said seriously: "I will definitely work hard and definitely live up to your expectations, boss."

In an instant, the conference room was as quiet as death, the entire conference room was silent, Fang Zhi only felt a cool breeze swishing, a little embarrassed, what was wrong with him just now, he was so impulsive all of a sudden. He was still secretly regretting it here, and saw Zhongli say calmly: "I just want to say that your head is blocking me." ”

"Oh, oh. Fang Zhi came back to his senses, stammered back, and then hurriedly moved his position to the side a little more, leaving a space for Zhongli to see.

Two seconds later, everyone in the conference room still couldn't help it, even though Zhongli was still there, they still laughed unceremoniously. Although they had always known that Fang Zhi was not very smart, but this time, Fang Zhi probably wanted them to die here with a complete laugh, could it be that Fang Zhi was a spy of another company, just to secretly sabotage their project!

"Fang Zhi!!"

"I really can't stand it, I laugh until my stomach hurts, who gives me a bottle of water, I take it slowly. ”

Then this person took a bottle of water, but in the next moment, he squirted out all the water, which made the two opposite sides "cry" at once, and they couldn't wait to fight with this person on the spot to see whose fist was bigger. But with Zhongli here, of course it's impossible to make trouble. Everyone looked at each other and struggled not to laugh.

Qin Xiao has been in the studio for two years and is the chief designer of this resort project, and he is also the leader of this meeting. He looked at the reactions of his colleagues, a little funny, and summed it up in a sentence described on the Internet now - Zhongli's might, terrifying. But there is no way, who made this project so important, the boss must keep an eye on it to prevent mistakes. It's just that I didn't expect that Fang Zhi deserved to be the pistachio of the studio, and he actually ...... Forcibly in the hands of the boss to save the atmosphere of the whole studio.

He clapped his hands to get everyone to focus, and then he projected the redesigned plan that had been overturned a few days ago onto the screen, so that everyone could see if there was anything else to add?

The employees were actively discussing the plan, and Zhongli listened for a while, although he was very indifferent on his face, he was quite satisfied in his heart. It didn't take long for him to know where he went, and he began to wonder if Xiaochun would make trouble at home alone, so he didn't have to find time to take it out to the park together, and it was also said that since Jian Zhichun brought it home, he should be responsible for it, not like this, almost all of it was taken care of by him.

He was normal at first, but for no reason, he felt that his brain was a little messy, and the voices of those people in his ears couldn't be heard clearly. It felt familiar, and he had experienced it many times, and he got up and quietly walked out of the conference room and back to his office.

Zhongli closed the door, took a little medicine from the drawer, and took it. His seasonal affective disorder was normal most of the time, except for some special symptoms in summer and winter, and he had been taking his medicine and going further south to spend the winter. However, I don't know if he has been in a good mood for too long recently, so that the unhappiness for a while seems to be a lot more difficult, as if he has eaten too much meat and then eaten vegetarian, and suddenly feels that the vegetarian dishes that have always been good have become a little tasteless.

Zhongli was lying on the table, very sleepy, so he forced himself to send a message to Jian Zhichun, and Jian Zhichun quickly replied, "Got it." ”

That's it, after a few minutes, Zhongli suddenly felt much better, such an intuitive change is really good, don't you have to think about treatment in the future, as long as this emotional sharer is still there, as long as Jian Zhichun is still there, then no matter how difficult the winter is, it can pass.

Zhongli replied with a message.

Zhongli: "How did you do it, aren't you at work now?" Or can you be so happy at work?"

Zhongli: "You're such a pervert!"

Jian Zhichun: "When you say this, do you still know a thing called conscience, or let me ask again, do you have a conscience?"

Zhongli: "I'm running out of words. Do you think I'll never grow up?"

In front of Jian Zhichun, Zhongli was proud of it, and Zhongli successfully received Jian Zhichun's reminder.

Looking at the chat page, Jian Zhichun said the sentence "Let's talk about blacking out" was secretly happy, he thought about it, he also had time at noon, so it was better to be merciful and invite Jian Zhichun to dinner, as the president, he occasionally had to reflect the president's taste and style, lest Jian Zhichun always look at him as the president.

Zhongli put the medicine on the table back in the drawer, "Maybe I won't need you anymore." There was a smile on his eyebrows, but after leaving the office door, he immediately changed into the image of the terrible demon king. He walked out of the studio on his long legs, got into the car, and drove to Xia Guang's psychological counseling room.