He Ziqian looked at Yang Yilin, he raised his finger and pointed at Yang Yilin with a smile, and said, "You say, you go on, I'm anxious to listen." ”

Yang Yilin thought about the beautiful picture of the underground shopping mall, he raised his hand and pointed to the ground, gestured and said: "Director He, our underground shopping mall is connected to each other in the east, west, and inside and outside, and this is not only our warehouse, but also our shopping mall." The shopping mall of our factory, in Huayuan City, also belongs to the big shopping mall, hey, hey, hey!"

Yang Yilin said that he was happy in his heart, he couldn't help it, and laughed happily. He Ziqian followed Yang Yilin's laughter and laughed hehehe.

After laughing, Yang Yilin thought that the wood factory was about to have a decent furniture shopping mall, and he immediately thought of the layout in the shopping mall.

Yang Yilin said: "Director He, listen, and then, there are department stores in the market department on both sides of the factory door, and all the three holes below are placed as furniture. The main tunnel is so wide that you can put small food shelves against the wall. In our mall, there is food, use, and you can play in the underground cave, if you want to think about it, we don't have to worry about no customers!"

He Ziqian listened to this, he was happy, approving, and nodded. He also looked at Yang Yilin with a smile, seeing what else Yang Yilin would say to make him happy.

Yang Yilin guessed the old director's thoughts, his brain turned a corner, and said: "When the cave is decorated, add a moisture-proof layer, and then increase the ventilation function of the air outlet on the ground, the cool air in the cave is good in summer, and it will not be damp, and the furniture is placed there, let's rest assured!"

He Ziqian listened to Yang Yilin's words, he felt very reasonable, he was happy to hear it, so he joked: "According to what you said, from now on, we will only have a huge department store and furniture shopping mall, and we will not have a big warehouse and conference hall, hehehehe!"

Yang Yilin also smiled and said: "The warehouse and conference hall of our wood factory are big, our shopping mall is our big warehouse, and our big workshop is our conference hall!

He Ziqian was happy in his heart, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay! I'll go to Dachang to ask for instructions now!" After he finished speaking, he went to open the bicycle lock, with joy in his heart, thinking about the picture of the prosperous Leju furniture mall that he was going to have, and immediately went to Dachang.

The carpentry factory renovated the Leju furniture shopping mall, and the big factory agreed. Yang Yilin and He Ziqian were so happy in their hearts, they were not just smiling, they didn't just say this happy thing when they saw the workers, they even walked lightly.

After Yang Yilin thought about the decoration of Leju Furniture Mall, he immediately called Qin Zixi, and the two made the overall planning and decoration design of the mall together, and everything was complete, and it was handed over to a decoration company.

Yang Yilin has been busy for another week for the decoration of the shopping mall, and now he finally has time to think about Zheng Xiaowen, but when he thinks of Zheng Xiaowen, his tears will flow down unobediently, and his hands will keep wiping his tears.

He Ziqian saw Yang Yilin's eyes, he saw it in his eyes, and thought in his heart: Alas! Director Yang is worried about the wood factory, see how hard he is doing, see how hard he stays up all night, alas! I, a veteran, have to work harder, for the wood factory, for the workers of the wood factory, we have to rush forward together!

When I got off work at noon today, Yang Yilin wiped her tears in the office and thought to herself: Last time I wrote two lyrics for Xiaowen, saying that she should change them, but as a result, she didn't write a word up, and brought them back to me as they were. This time, I don't write like that, I have to use the tone of questioning, she has to answer my question!

Yang Yilin thought of this, and because he missed Zheng Xiaowen too much, he couldn't help but cry and say to himself: "Xiaowen, where are you? Where are you? I miss you, I miss you......"

Yang Yilin muttered to himself and wiped his tears, he still kept grabbing his hair. He grabbed his hair and frowned, wiping his tears and still muttering to himself: "This time, I will write my thoughts to Xiaowen, I want to see how she will answer me!"

When he thought it was wrong, he shook his head and said to himself, "Oh, don't, don't, I already wrote in the lyrics last time that I miss her, and she didn't reply to me." This time, if you want her to reply, the sentence has to be written in reverse: Do you miss me?

"Oh, no, no, it still doesn't work to write like this, this word is put on the letterhead, it's too straightforward, how embarrassing, it should be written more subtlely. Well, yes, it's still written in English! At the very least, it can cover up my shame in English!"

After pondering repeatedly, Yang Yilin decided to write a letter to Zheng Xiaowen in English, and he wrote a sentence on the stationery:

Do you miss me?

After Yang Yilin finished writing this sentence, he wrote his name below. After writing it, he nodded his head and said in his heart: Well, these words already show that I am thinking about her, and they also represent all my thoughts and thoughts, that's all, okay! He immediately wrote a good letter, went to Dachang for lunch, and rode his bicycle to Zheng's house.

The Zheng family opened the door with the smiling mother Zheng.

In the months that Zheng Xiaowen has been hiding, every time Yang Yilin sees Zheng's mother open the door, his heart will always be heavy.

This time today, Yang Yilin was the same as the indescribable number of times he came to the Zheng family before, so he couldn't stand it anymore, and his steps were so heavy that he almost couldn't cross the threshold of the Zheng family. No matter how heavy the footsteps are, we have already walked here, so we have to quickly raise our legs and feet and enter the gate!

Poor Yang Yilin!

Yang Yilin carried a heavy heart, carrying his almost immobile legs and feet, to the Zheng family's courtyard, he felt quiet everywhere: Oh, Xiaowen, she is really not at home! He didn't go any further, said a few words, and handed the letter to Zheng's mother.

As soon as Yang Yilin walked out of the gate of Zheng's house, Zheng's mother handed the letter brought by Yang Yilin to her daughter in the west wing, who was looking into the courtyard through the bamboo leaves.

Zheng Xiaowen saw that her mother had gone out, she quickly opened the letter, and as soon as she opened the letter, the English words entered her eyes and touched her heart. She put the letter on the writing desk, relieved herself, and couldn't help muttering to herself:

"You brother Jinlan, you really have a twisting energy, on a large piece of letterhead, you just write a sentence, a sentence, Chinese is not enough for you? You still play bells and whistles to write in English! You are too persistent in this matter, right? I have already said, I can't do this between you and me! You didn't listen to it! Why did you send me this letter that is neither yin nor yang! Cut! I don't want to read it!"