"Mr. Fu, take a look, a batch of white diamonds and tourmalines provided by your company have been made into such designs by my daughter. Mrs. Yu had a show-off tone.

Tomorrow we will be at the launch conference to announce the upcoming winter new products. Tang Li casually revised the original manuscript last night, and the effect was really amazing.

She was so proud that she couldn't do it, so she took it to give Fu Lianghua a palm first.

Fu Lianghua looked at the revised manuscript, his eyes slowly froze, "Dare to ask what major Ling Yan studied when she was studying?"

"Jewelry, has she studied?" he asked.

Mrs. Yu couldn't help but feel apprehensive when she saw that his expression was wrong, "Where has Mr. Mo Fei seen the exact same design draft?"

You won't say that Xiao Li plagiarized, right? Or, is he here to touch porcelain??

Mrs. Yu picked up the design sense and looked at it, in this line, she has been mixed for fifteen years, what kind of design draft has she never seen? But I really have never seen such a compelling aura and unique design.

She firmly believes that Xiao Li cannot be plagiarism or imitation.

"Maybe I'm wrong...... Fu Lianghua said in a soft voice, "This design is indeed very aura and unique." ”

Like the one who passed away, he is full of aura and unique and unforgettable.

In order to match the different seasons, others will always adopt the elements of the season. For example, in winter, the elements are flooded with "snowflakes", "Christmas trees" and "plum blossoms", and "red Santa Claus's hat", "scarf", "fawn" and "penguin" are all a bit creative.

And the person in my impression loves orchids the most, and in a bunch of design drafts, the figure of orchid grass frequently appears.

Fu Lianghua's gaze fell on the design draft in Mrs. Yu's hand, which was embellished with crystal clear and brilliant white diamonds to make flowers, and glassy emerald tourmaline as bluegrass.

The bluegrass hangs its head and withers, as if it can't stand the ravages of wind and rain, and this seemingly decadent temperament image is given to the jewelry, adding a fresh breath, to a certain extent, it is very in line with the wearer's mood.

It seems that the topic selection is simple, the process is not laborious, and the color matching is also very simple, but the idea and the mind behind it are not simple.

Moreover, the shape of the specimen is no larger than the size of a fingernail of the index finger, about 1.3 cm, and when it is actually carved, the bluegrass alone needs to show that the roots are distinct.

The seemingly simple design was created in the later stage, which was a great test of technology.

Fu Lianghua imagined that effect, he smiled, but unfortunately she didn't like to wear necklaces, and this design was specially designed for the pendant of the necklace.

There are more people in the world who love orchids, why not leave one? Fu Lianghua secretly said that he was too sensitive.

Sincerely praised: "Ling Yan is very talented in jewelry design, do you consider sending her to Singapore for further study?"

Mrs. Yu waved her hand and refused, "That girl has a big idea and wants to go back to a small city to start a business, so she basically can't concentrate on learning anything." ”

For the things she decided, Ren is nine cows can't pull them back, and Mrs. Yu has already seen this.

"Ling Yan is the most individualized among contemporary girls. Fu Lianghua said with a smile.

Mrs. Yu only treated him as kind words, and when she saw that everyone blew rainbow farts, she didn't take his words lightly.

He looked at his watch, stood up and said, "Mr. Fu, I have to meet an old client here, you can either sit here, and my husband should come downstairs later." ”

At this time, the large hanging clock on the wall of the living room has the hour hand pointing to 7:30.

Mrs. Yu is actually not used to getting up early, but today I made an appointment with an old customer, this customer likes to get up early to climb, Mrs. Yu got up early in order to accommodate the other party's habits.

And Fu Lianghua, such a calculating and successful person, cherishes time very much every day, and it is impossible to spend too much time on sleep.

Tang Li has always felt that this person's management of time is outrageous. As far as she knows, he often gets up at 4:30 to 5 a.m. to work, goes to the gym at 6 a.m., and prepares to go to the company at 8 a.m.

A person like him who works so hard that he is perverted, it's no wonder if he doesn't succeed, Tang Li laughed self-deprecatingly, and it didn't seem too wronged to lose in his hands......

Fu Lianghua got up at five o'clock as usual today, but somehow, he had a rare dream last night, and the dream kept reproducing the day he stood on the bell tower and shot his bride......

No, not just last night. Ever since he came to Shangjing and came into contact with the recovered daughter of the Yu family, he couldn't sleep well almost every night.

It was obvious that he hadn't slept enough, but his biological clock still woke him up at five o'clock. This was the first time Fu Lianghua felt a serious sense of drowsiness from a fight between his eyelids.

However, he was good at time management, so he still didn't lie down and continue to sleep. The consequence of forcibly getting up was that he was leaning against the soft fabric sofa in the Yu family's living room at this time, and he actually began to nap.

Mrs. Yu was gone, and there was no one in the huge living room, but she could vaguely hear the sound of the nanny and aunt in the kitchen working.

After a while, the nanny brought out a fruit bowl and placed it on the table to entertain the guests, with a short steel knife beside it.

"Mr. Fu wants to eat oranges, you can cut them yourself, and the fruit knife will be placed here for you. ”

Fu Lianghua pulled out a gentle smile, indicating that she could be busy on her own and leave him alone.

Auntie didn't have time to take care of him, so she went into the kitchen to make a fresh breakfast, and later Mr. and Miss should get up for breakfast.

Fu Lianghua listened to the sound of clanging in the kitchen, and his sleepiness became more and more intense. He couldn't help but close his eyes.

At this moment, I hope that Lao Yu will get up later.

He thought that he was just squinting for ten minutes, but he didn't expect that he had slept for half an hour and hadn't woken up.

In someone else's house, sleeping unconsciously for half an hour in an unfamiliar environment is something that Fu Lianghua, who is sensitive to danger and has a very high sense of vigilance, is something that he can't think of.

But he just fell asleep unconscious.

In a daze, he seemed to smell a faint orchid fragrance that was familiar and only appeared in dreams.

He wanted to open his eyes, but somehow, he couldn't, as if he had been immobilized, his body couldn't move, and his eyelids couldn't open.

……

Tang Li got up at eight o'clock as usual, and when she went downstairs in her pajamas, she suddenly saw a tall and thin figure on the sofa, and she was suffocated.

Standing on the stairs and watching for a while, he was surprised to find that he was so much asleep???

I can't believe how a person as defensive as him could sleep peacefully in someone else's home?

I suddenly remembered that when I used to share the same bed, he often woke up in the middle of the night, hugged her, and tucked the quilt for her.

At that time, he said that it was a light sleep, and said that she was lying next to him, so that he could not rest assured at all times, and he was always worried that she would kick the quilt at night and catch a cold.

Obviously, he is too vigilant and doesn't trust the person next to him, but he can be so soft and knotted by him.

Tang Li sneered, he was blinded by his gentleness at that time, and finally lost in his hands silently.

Inadvertently, a clear light passed in front of her eyes, and she fixed her eyes on a fruit knife on the table.

His gaze rested on his face, and then slowly and slowly slid down to his white and slender neck, and the Adam's apple that rolled slightly with his breathing......

If......

If the knife cuts hard at his throat, the blood must be spurted out, and a single knife is enough to kill, right?