Night Ember was a little impatient, but it was true to look at it, and a chirping head poked out of the beige bread and cotton suit, and the corners of his lips were cured, with a bit of sad charm, like a lost lamb.

He smiled and picked up a tissue to wipe the corners of her lips. This is still a signal that she is not going to eat the little cake, it seems that she has something to do in the afternoon, and she reluctantly put down the small fork in her hand.

"Alright, let's go. Night Ember took Yizhen's hand: "If you want to eat, I'll invite you later." Yizhen nodded and agreed.

After entering the company, I went to the living room, and after waiting for about five minutes, a blonde and blue-eyed foreigner was brought in, tall and plump, like a door. He glanced at Yizhen and said in a pure Italian tone: "This is probably the youngest designer I've ever worked with." ”

I haven't been in contact with Italian for a long time, and I really think about the minutes of that meeting again, and I feel a little tired.

Ember smiled: "Yes, I'm still young, and I'm tired of Mr. Aven." ”

This was a big project, to design a promotional poster for COCULB's products. Yizhen had a little tears in her heart, although Ember wanted to surprise her, but her brain core was not enough, and she had already classified the little things she had learned into the trash can. Yizhen silently clicked on the record button. Whenever Mr. Evan banged on the table and emphasized, "Hai capito?" (do you understand?), Yizhen was always at a loss.

This person really has a very high heart, and he disdains to promote young people, and he has an angry and sneering look. Yizhen was pestle, thinking that I couldn't understand you scolding me anyway, and I couldn't admit defeat. So a few words popped out of his mouth from time to time, and he whispered with a submissive face: "The eyeless pig is humming." ”

"Hai capito?" said Evan, even more impatient, his face full of disgust.

The chick nodded again and again like a peck of rice, and also really muttered in his mouth: "I may be mentally retarded." ”

After an hour of pain, Evan asked perfunctorily, "Do you still have questions?"

Yizhen smiled bitterly: "No, thank you Mr. Aiwen." "It's like it's harder than holding a wordless book to find the focus of the fairy painting. Mr. Evan slipped away, and his posture was like a tired egg in danger.

Yizhen was very stabbed, and returned to the office with a broken face, and Ye Ember smiled: "How about it, I have benefited a lot." ”

Yizhen looked at the night embers, and his face had been weathered into dead ashes: "If I say that I don't understand anything, will you beat me to death?"

Ember was stunned, and was stabbed: "Are you kidding me?

Yizhen raised a hand as if in pain, in a posture of resistance, "Don't say anything, I'm not fit to live." In the near future, I won't even be able to understand my native language. And as far as she recalls, she did a terrible job of taking minutes from the last meeting. Sure enough, I'm afraid of something.

Night Ember glanced at it and was a little disgusted, but he looked at this person like a clay man who had dried up and swept away the soil, don't start, and laughed helplessly: "Have you recorded it?" ”

Seeing that this master didn't scold her or mock her, she really felt that the world was not so malicious to her, so she stepped forward with her mobile phone.

Ember threw the pen and notebook to her: "Go back and memorize professional vocabulary well, press the gourd to float the scoop, and do these things every day." Yizhen pursed his lips and laughed embarrassedly.

Night Ember hugged her arm and glanced at Yizhen, raised her hand and slapped her on the head: "Do you still have the face to smile secretly? Like a grinning happy egg. is still laughing at other people's Bai Ge'er, and he can't understand people's words in a daze. ”

Yizhen retracted his smile and pouted: "Life, there is no need to be too perfect. "I was beaten again.

In addition to the specific elements of poster design, Master Ye is very caring Tong Yizhen analyzed the poster strategy of the same type of products in the same industry, and drew out the creative points, performance techniques, and key points of the product proposed by Ai Wen.

"Do you still have questions?" asked Nightash.

Yizhen looked at the notes carefully: "Ai Wen is very responsible, but this is all his own creativity, he didn't say how he wanted me to cooperate with him, he just treated me as his little assistant." What kind of cooperation is there to talk about in this way, it is obvious that I have taken advantage of others. ”

"You can't understand people, how do people communicate with you? Isn't it the same as assigning tasks?"

"It's not that I don't understand it completely, it's mainly that I haven't prepared the technical vocabulary he speaks at all. I was really unconvinced, and I struck my head: "It's obvious that you didn't let me prepare in advance, so I was disliked." ”

When Nightash heard this, he was very unhappy, and his face was gloomy. Yizhen quickly lowered his head and was silent.

Ember didn't speak, and hooked his finger in court, "I mean, you're overestimating my IQ." ”

Night Ember snorted from his nose, very arrogant: "But no, I now find that you don't have an IQ at all." ”

"Yes, yes, you're right. Yizhen looked at the dense notes in his hand and had a headache.

"I'm busy when I go back. Nightash will never have a gloomy face: "Hurry up and catch the language, Ai Wen is more demanding, according to the current posture, he is not willing to cooperate with you at all." It's rare to get a chance, don't end up with nothing. ”

Don't I want to lose face? I really think that although this is true, it is very difficult for her to accept it when she says it so loudly.

"No, I can't go back like this. Yizhen put the bag on the table again: "I don't know what the problem will be when I go back." I can't keep calling you to ask about this young master. ”

Ember was a little touched: "Sister, why are you having so many questions? I have to go out racing in the afternoon." ”

"You're going to slip away again. Yizhen let out a long snort, sat on the stool, kicked his little pink boots straight on the ground, and held his small schoolbag: "Let's have a meeting later." ”

Ember laughed, "What's wrong? I'm not happy? I'll go back and solve any problems. ”

"Got it, got it. Yizhen put a small schoolbag on her back, she is more and more concerned about this coffee shop, and she is really stepping on one end and priing one end at a time. I was very disappointed.

Although Liang Xi is harsh, he is very tolerant of his own people, and pats Yizhen on the shoulder, "It's a matter of less money, fortunately, with the help of Wan Chao and Dapeng, you can still cope without you." When you're done with this, you'll have to treat yourself to dinner. "Because of the cooling, the sound is also Weng's.

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