"Then you leave your phone number and relevant information, and when she comes back, I will let her contact you." When she said this, she suddenly realized a strict question: how to continue to perform this play? How is she going to turn him into another Cheng Da designer? Two people always have to meet, huh?

This is a trick on oneself with a twitch of the brain......

As the old saying goes, one cannot lie, and after one lie, it takes a hundred lies to fulfill that lie. What a headache... Rice plant...

And, right now, this person has no intention of leaving......

After all the words are said and the phone is left, what else is he going to do?

"This ...... Mr. Xiao, are you still waiting for freshly squeezed juice? She asked.

"Good! Have it? ”

...... "Didn't he understand that she was giving an eviction order?!" She gritted her teeth and smiled, "Of course, is the customer God?" If you really want to drink it, sir, I have to ask our assistant to make a special trip for you, and go to the juice shop a kilometer away to buy you ......."

That's clear enough, right?

He smiled, "That's not necessary, so be it." He raised the instant coffee in his hand.

Isn't it not drunk without drinking?

I saw him take a slow sip of instant coffee that he "never drinks" and looked at the design office.

The small office was organized by Cheng Huiwei very emotionally, with a bold and exquisite design, and a large number of small plant potted plants, many but not cumbersome, all of them were just right, as well as the goldfish in the bathtub and the small flowing water screen, all of which added countless vitality to this small office.

It's like being in the middle of spring.

He put down his coffee cup and smiled, "I want to see the design work of Cheng Da designer, is that okay?" ”

"This ...... Not quite right? What if Cheng Da Designer is unhappy? She smiled and refused. Is this man going to sit here for a long time? If she wasn't the assistant to Cheng Da's designer, she would really have to drive him away!

He always kept smiling, and there was no embarrassment of being rejected at all, which showed that his face was also thick. She thought to herself.

But I heard his voice sound again, "How does it sound, it seems that your great designer has a very bad temper?" ”

Who has a bad temper? You're in a bad temper!

Her eyes widened, but as soon as the thought in her mind turned, she immediately echoed, "Yes! You don't know, our Cheng Da designer's temper is notoriously bad. ”

"Oh?" He seemed interested, "What's the bad way?" ”

Uh...... "Is he really interested in her?" No, she has to sacrifice her ego! "Oh no! For example, I like to smash things! When you're angry, grab what and smash what! Whether it's a bowl for a few dollars a piece, or millions of antiques, as long as you can reach it, you will smash it! ”

"......Hmm," he listened, picking up a pen holder on the table and fiddling with it.

The pen holder is also a small antique, although it is not that valuable......

"Ouch, Mr. Xiao, put it down, don't let our designers find out that the pen holder has been moved, she doesn't like people to touch her things, and she will smash it when she finds out!" She was busy.

He listened, looked back, and put down the pen holder, "So, she is really related to the lion?" ”

What does "......" mean? Is this cold humor? Why didn't she understand?

Lion...... Lion......

A lion doesn't like people touching its cubs, does it? And she was a lion fur yesterday......

Burst...... You're a lion! A shameless lion!

"No......" she gritted her teeth, and could only go all the way to the end on the road of self-blackening, "This was given by one of her boyfriends, and she was moved by someone else, of course she was angry......"

He really keenly grasped the key to it, "One of the boyfriends? ”

"yes!" Her eyes widened, and she looked innocent, "There are a lot of people chasing our designers, and people who come to give gifts every day have to queue up!" And ......"

She deliberately looked very gossipy, looked out of the door, closed the door, and whispered, "I'm really not used to our designers, my private life is too chaotic, whoever comes to her, she can go out with people, and I don't know how many men are circling around/...... between men."

He smiled and continued to drink coffee......

"Hey, you ......" She thought this person was really strange, all like this, and a breezy expression, probably, she was seen as a joke, right? Otherwise, any man would not continue to drink coffee without caring like this......

In this picture, she suddenly thought of a lyric in "Pour the World": Also