Chapter Twenty-Four: Living in the Same Room
Cheng Nanwei listened to the conversation between Cong Jiajia and Xiao Ke, his heart was bubbling with happiness, he didn't expect Cong Jiajia's attitude towards himself to change so quickly, unconsciously, Cong Jiajia had accepted himself and regarded himself as the other half!
He was happy in his heart, still with a calm smile on his face, and ate calmly under the eyes of the people around him.
Before Cheng Nanwei arrived, Xiao Ke asked for two bottles of beer to drink, after Cheng Nanwei came, Xiao Ke asked Cheng Nanwei's opinion and asked Cheng Nanwei if he wanted to drink, in such a public, Cheng Nanwei naturally would not drink, he told Xiao Ke that he came by car and couldn't drink, and Xiao Ke was smart not to let Cheng Nanwei drink again.
Because there was no private room here, the three of them were completely exposed to the eyes around them, and they didn't talk about any specific topics, nor did they drink, they just ate seriously, and after eating, they checked out and left.
When checking out, the boss said that he would not accept any money, Xiao Ke often came here to eat, knowing that this meal was at most 200 yuan, he threw the money into the boss's cash register, and the three of them quickly walked out of the small store.
Out of the hotel, Cheng Nanwei instructed the bodyguards to send Xiao Ke home, he personally drove Cong Jiajia home, Cong Jiajia watched the black off-road vehicle carrying Xiao Ke go away, she obediently got into Cheng Nanwei's car, she now regained the feeling when she was with Cheng Nanwei before, and always felt that being with Cheng Nanwei would be inexplicably steady, as if she could let go of everything and let him arrange anything.
Cong Jiajia sat in Cheng Nanwei's car, closed her eyes with peace of mind, since leaving Cheng Nanwei, she was really tired and tired, running around, suffering and tired, racking her brains, struggling with her lips and tongue, and she was really tired of heartache, and now she would rather give everything to Cheng Nanwei and let Cheng Nanwei work for her for a while.
Cheng Nanwei saw that Jiajia had her eyes closed, thinking that she wanted to sleep, so he turned up the air conditioner in the car a little higher, and slowed down the speed of the car, so as not to bring inertia to Cong Jiajia and disturb her sleep.
Cong Jiajia encountered happy things today, her nerves were still in a state of excitement, she couldn't sleep at all, she closed her eyes and squinted for a while, then opened her eyes and looked sideways at Cheng Nanwei, who was focused on driving.
From the side, Cheng Nanwei's face lines are tougher, deeper, cold eyes, high nose bridge, everywhere looks so perfect, his hair seems to have just been trimmed, short, green and lush, very capable and neat.
Legend has it that God is very fair in creating man, if you are given excellent looks, you will not be given outstanding talent, and a person like Cheng Nanwei with good appearance, talent, and family background is probably God's favorite!
Thinking of this, Cong Jiajia couldn't help but let out a slight sigh, Cheng Nanwei was deaf and clear-sighted, and immediately heard Cong Jiajia's voice, turned his head to look at Cong Jiajia, with tenderness and a smile floating in his deep eyes, "Jiajia, aren't you tired from work today?" β
"Well, I'm a little tired." Cong Jiajia stretched out her hand and rubbed her neck, which was still a little stiff, saying that she was tired, but with a smile on her face, "I'm also very happy to be tired, because I finally uploaded all the three-dimensional pictures to the online store, which is considered to have done a big job!" β
"Oh, you're moving so fast!" Cheng Nanwei looked at Cong Jiajia with approving, "You have to wait to see the feedback from everyone now?" β
"Yes, now success or failure depends on everyone's feedback!" Cong Jiajia winked at Cheng Nanwei mischievously, "But I like this feeling very much, it makes me full of expectations and fighting spirit, and I feel that I have a goal in life." β
Cheng Nanwei's gentle eyes became solemn, and he said slowly: "Jiajia, I believe that you will succeed, because you have an optimistic spirit and a clear goal in life. β
In such a quiet space, such a sincere tone made Cong Jiajia very embarrassed, she glanced at Cheng Nanwei shyly, and whispered: "Actually, I am not as good as you say, in many cases, I live very selfishly, willful, impulsive, do whatever I want, my original purpose of doing these things, just to support myself, in order to make some money, now that the development is good, it is called a career, and I am said by others to be a pursuit, in fact, my original purpose is very utilitarian." β
Cheng Nanwei smiled and said: "Anyone is realistic and utilitarian, because no one can live without money!" Anyone is from naΓ―ve to mature, to do something young and frivolous, you are a girl, young and young, even if you have done some extreme and unreliable things, it is forgivable! β
"Oh, who do you say is unreliable!" When Cong Jiajia heard Cheng Nanwei say this, she raised her head with tears and laughter, and looked at Cheng Nanwei angrily.
Cheng Nanwei laughed cheerfully, his eyebrows stretched.
The two of them returned to Cong Jiajia's house, Cheng Nanwei didn't say to leave, Cong Jiajia didn't let him go, the two of them naturally slept in their respective rooms, closed the door, and did their own things.
Cong Jiajia remembered that the customers on the side of the online store reported that as soon as she returned to her room, she turned on the computer and went online to check the feedback information of customers.
How so? It's just that the styles of these clothes are too alternative and non-mainstream, and most people still can't accept them!
Cong Jiajia couldn't hide things in her heart, so she stood up and walked to the door, she wanted to tell Cheng Nanwei about this matter, and she wanted to discuss countermeasures with Cheng Nanwei, but when she put her hand on the cold doorknob, she suddenly sobered up.
It's late now, she went to chat with Cheng Nanwei at this time, it was obviously too inappropriate, Cong Jiajia took her hand back, sat down in front of the computer, looked at the two only feedback messages, and felt uneasy.
Cong Jiajia sat for a while, and suddenly remembered Gao Jian, as if she had found sustenance again, and immediately logged in to the QQ number, Gao Jian was online, and QQ was still busy.
She didn't care if Gao Jian was busy or not, so she told Gao Jian about the situation she had encountered on the Internet, and then waited anxiously for Gao Jian to reply to her.
Gao Jian soon went online, gave Cong Jiajia a smile back, and then comforted Cong Jiajia: "Don't be so anxious, you only put the clothing pictures on the Internet today, and there is no promotion, this situation can only be seen by a limited number of customers Your new clothing pictures."
Now there are tens of thousands of online stores, and there are endless new models launched in each store, and there will not be so many loyal customers, who will visit your store every day to see what new models have been launched in your store, so you don't get angry, and wait for the promotion to be launched, and then you can see the real feedback. β
Cong Jiajia listened to Gao Jian's words, her face couldn't help but feverish, she understood what Gao Jian meant, she was too self-righteous, thinking that if she hung some clothing pictures, there would be countless customers to cheer her on, that was unrealistic, she was so anxious.
"Well, it's me who asks too much, I'm too anxious!" Cong Jiajia gave Gao Jian a mischievous smile, and then sent a few of those three-dimensional design drawings to Gao Jian, asking Gao Jian to see the effect.
Gao Jian gave a high evaluation after reading it, saying that these clothes designed by Xiao Ke can be a school of their own, if the market response is good, Cong Jiajia must immediately apply for a brand patent, otherwise there will be a lot of imitations, there is no brand patent in hand, and it is difficult to fight counterfeiting and protect rights.
Cong Jiajia listened to Gao Jian talk about applying for brand patents, the future seems to be bright again, she gradually forgot the two previous information feedback, and rekindled hope in her heart, she chatted with Gao Jian for a while, thinking that Gao Jian must be very busy, she asked Gao Jian to be busy, she went to the online store to see the situation.
Gao Jian gave Cong Jiajia a cheering expression, and said to her: "Don't worry, no matter how hard you work hard, your career will definitely succeed." β
Cong Jiajia sent Gao Jian a struggling expression, and then said goodbye to Gao Jian, went offline, Cong Jiajia, who was encouraged by Gao Jian, felt that she had regained some confidence, and began to look at the situation on her online store again, paying attention to the promotion application.
She was busy in front of the computer, and heard a knock at the door of her bedroom, she thought she had heard it wrong, and listened to it for a while, and there were two more gentle knocks, Cong Jiajia was sure that someone was knocking on the door, and at the same time, she also thought of Cheng Nanwei, and immediately walked to the door and opened the door.
"If you eat hot pot at night, you will get hot, and you will be thirsty easily, I cooked you some chrysanthemums!" Cheng Nanwei's voice was soft and quiet, and he handed the kettle with chrysanthemum tea in his hand to Cong Jiajia.
Cheng Nanwei, who had taken a bath, wore a light blue plaid cotton sleepy, because the heating in the house was not as hot as before, and he added a gray mutton vest to the outside of his shirt, which looked very good.
"Great, I'm thirsty!" Cong Jiajia glanced at Cheng Nanwei and smiled playfully at Cheng Nanwei, her heart filled with a soft feeling.
"Don't drink too much if you're thirsty, it's late in the day, and it's not suitable to drink too much water." Cheng Nanwei instructed Cong Jiajia again, looking Cong Jiajia's expression up and down with sharp eyes, seeing Cong Jiajia with a smile on his face, the troubles seemed to have really disappeared, and Cheng Nanwei put his mind at ease.
"Yes, got it." Cong Jiajia nodded obediently and looked down at the kettle containing chrysanthemum tea.
Cheng Nanwei felt Cong Jiajia's unnaturalness, he said good night to Cong Jiajia, reached out to close Cong Jiajia's door, and left Cong Jiajia's room door.