"You don't have the décor style I like here."

Qian Wancang casually found a reason.

"You haven't even seen it, how do you know there's no style you like?"

The lady asked rhetorically.

"yes, I haven't seen it yet? Hehe. ”

Qian Wancang suddenly realized that he was a little hasty in finding a reason just now: "Then let's take a look." ”

"Whew~"

The lady let out a long breath and relaxed a lot.

As long as the customer is still sitting around, as long as the customer is still willing to communicate, then the hope of winning the customer is still there.

The lady quickly swiped the mouse and instantly brought up a decoration picture: "Brother, do you like this?" ”

"I don't like it."

Qian Wancang stared at the screen and shook his head.

"Where's this one?"

The lady switched one.

"I don't like it."

Qian Wancang vetoed it again.

The lady swiped the mouse and switched again.

"I don't like it."

As soon as Qian Wancang saw the picture, he gave his answer without waiting for the lady to ask.

The lady didn't bother to ask, and as soon as she heard the word "don't like", she quickly switched to the next decoration rendering.

"I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like ......"

In the midst of the desperate veto, the lady's mood was extremely low.

In her life, she has never heard people say so much "dislike".

She thinks she is a beautiful woman, and she has always said "I don't like it" to others, but at this moment, a stinky boy actually said so much "I don't like it" to her.

Although this "dislike" is the teenager's attitude towards the renovation renderings.

But the lady always felt that it was the teenager's attitude towards her.

Because there is a saying called love house and black.

In the same way, this teenager doesn't like her decoration renderings so much, he definitely doesn't like her either......

Qian Wancang saw what the lady was thinking.

He really couldn't understand, he only vetoed the decoration renderings, but how did this eldest sister get involved with herself?

What a strange idea a woman has......

"Anything else?"

Qian Wancang saw that Ms. was no longer switching pictures, and asked casually.

"It's gone."

The lady's eyes were a little red, but she was still polite and smiling.

"Well, then I'm leaving."

After Qian Wancang finished speaking, he got up and was about to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, we have a lot of decoration renderings in Manager Zhao, didn't you just look for Manager Zhao, I'll go see if he's done."

The lady grabbed Qian Wancang and pulled him back to the sofa.

"Alright then, hurry up, I still have something to do."

Qian Wancang looked at the time on his phone, pretending to be in a hurry and urging.

"Soon, two minutes."

As she spoke, the lady quickly closed the computer, held it in her arms, and trotted all the way to the innermost office area in the hall.

"Hey, hey."

Qian Wancang was very happy that he could finally meet Mengmeng's father Zhao Dahai.

He pondered in his heart, if he wanted to find out if Zhao Dahai had spent money on other women, what kind of questions should he ask to elicit relevant memories?

While pondering, I rubbed my eyes.

The lights in the hall flickered, and my eyes were a little tired,

In order to relax his eyes, Qian Wancang looked out the door, intending to wash his eyes with natural light.

But at that moment, he noticed a girl standing outside the glass door, looking in his direction, and making eye contact with him......

The girl was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Qian Wancang thought for a while, and suddenly remembered, isn't this the hot girl I saw in the supermarket?

It's the girl who made the supermarket owner reveal his true form!

The girl noticed that Qian Wancang was also looking at her, so she quickly withdrew her gaze, pretended to be nothing, and walked away.

Qian Wancang didn't know why this girl was looking through the glass door into a decoration company.

There are no beautiful and delicious cakes in this, and there are no beautiful crystal slippers, so I am afraid that there is nothing to attract the attention of girls.

Could it be that this girl is looking at a handsome guy?

Qian Wancang glanced at the hall and didn't find any handsome guys.

It wasn't until he saw himself through the decorative mirror beside him that he realized that there were still handsome guys in the hall......

No wonder the girl kept looking in his direction just now,

No wonder when he found out about the girl's behavior, the girl shyly stopped peeping, and pretended to be nothing.

Isn't this exactly how a girl with a spring behaves when she sees a handsome guy?

Thinking of this, Qian Wancang turned on his mobile phone, switched to the front camera of his mobile phone, used his mobile phone as a mirror, gently and slowly brushed his cool and chic bangs, and when he was satisfied, he pressed the photo button to record this handsome and beautiful moment......

"Mr. Qian, I've kept you waiting."

Suddenly, a deep voice came into my ears.

Qian Wancang immediately put down his mobile phone and followed the voice.

I saw a familiar middle-aged man, standing next to the sofa, looking at Qian Wancang with a smile.

Qian Wancang recognized that this middle-aged uncle was Mengmeng's father: Zhao Dahai!

"Manager Zhao, you're here."

Qian Wancang smiled and said hello.

"Mr. Qian, come on, come to my office."

Manager Zhao said and patted Qian Wancang's shoulder.

This intimate contact made Qian Wancang instantly have a good impression of Manager Zhao.

Of course, this kind of good feeling is not that kind of good feeling,

It's a good feeling between men, just like when you are fighting, your comrades-in-arms comfort each other, and when you play football, you encourage each other......

Qian Wancang stood up, picked up his sunglasses, followed Manager Zhao, and soon came to an office.

Manager Zhao closed the door of the office, and the noise outside the door disappeared in an instant.

It seems that the soundproofing of this office is good.

Qian Wancang glanced at the surrounding environment, exactly like the design director's memory, Manager Zhao's office was large and bright, and in one corner of the office, there was a marching bed with a blanket on the bed.

"Sit."

Manager Zhao took a cup of hot water and put it on a coffee table, and motioned for Qian Wancang to sit on the chair next to the coffee table.

At the same time, Manager Zhao looked Qian Wancang up and down, and there was a subtle change in his eyes......

Qian Wancang was not polite, sat down, picked up the cup of hot water, and took a sip gently.

He's a little thirsty now,

In fact, I was already a little thirsty.

It's just that the waitress's inexplicable inner words made him dare not drink the water she brought, so he endured it all the time.

"I heard Xiao Ou say that she showed you hundreds of decoration renderings, and you are not satisfied, can you tell me what your ideal decoration style looks like? I can help you find one of the best designers in the company and ask him to redesign the design for you. ”

Manager Zhao sat opposite Qian Wancang, smiled slightly, and said calmly.

Qian Wancang saw from Manager Zhao's eyes that his heart was as calm as his appearance.

He remembered that when he called Manager Zhao at noon, Manager Zhao's tone was still very warm, and he tried his best to sell himself and boast, but why did he suddenly calm down now?