Director Zhao chuckled, "So you know?" ”

Tang Muxi: "??? ”

Could it be that the information she received yesterday was wrong? But it's obviously a funeral style......

Director Zhao flipped the computer screen back, moved the mouse to edit this short video, and added some elements of the original video.

Her speed was very fast, and Tang Muxi was a little curious in her heart, but the screen was facing away from her, and she couldn't see what Director Zhao was doing.

Tang Muxi glanced at Director Zhao, and then secretly moved two steps to the side, seeing that Director Zhao did not react, she boldly moved two steps forward, stood on the side of the desk, and turned her head sideways to look at the computer desktop.

At this time, Director Zhao edited out the wedding photos taken in the original video of the wedding, put them at the front of the short video, slowed down the playback, and when the soundtrack sounded, the first thing that slowly cut in was one wedding photo after another.

The picture is still the same black and white, after the wedding photo is cut, it is a car that follows one after another, it is the convoy where Zhou Lingchen and Tang Anning got married, but the color of the picture has been adjusted, and there are previous posthumous photos...... No, the preconceived idea of the wedding photo, the convoy they got married seemed to have become a send-off convoy.

Tang Muxi's eyes brightened, his gaze became eager, regardless of the factors of Zhou Lingchen and Tang Anning, Director Zhao's adjustment was completely on the topic, clean and neat.

After a while, Director Zhao clicked Save, closed all the windows on the computer screen with one click, and turned his head to look at Tang Muxi, "What's the matter, I can't grasp my style well, and I can't learn from a teacher?" ”

Tang Muxi's heart was weak for a moment, and he quickly moved back a few steps, as soon as he showed his innocence, after a while, he couldn't help but say: "Director Zhao, you are really amazing!" ”

Director Zhao, who didn't accept the rainbow fart, looked at Tang Muxi coldly, and his expression didn't improve at all, "Praise me?" Am I like the kind of person who can easily be overlooked? ”

Tang Muxi hurriedly shook his head, "No." Director Zhao, I think you are sincere, I didn't think of putting the photo in this point! ”

Director Zhao's tone was cold, "I'm better than you, otherwise this position wouldn't be mine a long time ago!" ”

Tang Muxi silently closed his mouth, Director Zhao was indeed the rumored Zhao extinction, and it was very difficult to serve if the oil and salt did not enter.

But Tang Muxi thought of Director Zhao's adjustment to the video just now, although it was a few simple strokes, but all of them were on the idea, and Tang Muxi's heart couldn't help but become hot again.

Director Zhao didn't look at Tang Muxi, he directly pulled out the USB flash drive and threw it in the direction of Tang Muxi, "Go back and revise, and give me the final draft before getting off work in the evening!" ”

Tang Muxi hurriedly took it and nodded, "Okay!" ”

"What idea you should have handed in yesterday?" Director Zhao asked.

Tang Muxi was stunned for a moment, Director Zhao's previous request was that all office staff should hand in an idea every day, which Tang Muxi had done very actively before, but yesterday Tang Muxi was busy editing videos, so naturally he didn't have time to think about ideas.

"Director Zhao, I made this video yesterday......"

Director Zhao laughed directly, "This kind of video can be edited in an hour at most, don't you want to tell me that you did an edit all night yesterday and don't have time to think creatively, right?" ”

Tang Muxi was silent, strictly speaking, it was not just one night, but also two hours of work at five o'clock this morning.

Director Zhao stared at Tang Muxi, probably seeing a little meaning from her face, and sarcastically without mercy, "Tang Muxi, your mind is full of straw, right?" Or is it a straw mixed with muddy water, which can't be stirred? ”

Tang Muxi took a deep breath, and the heart that wanted to refute immediately disappeared after encountering the absolute crushing of strength.

"Before I get off work, I'll make up for my ideas!"

Director Zhao waved his hand, and the meaning of impatience was particularly obvious.

Tang Muxi took the USB flash drive, honestly withdrew from Director Zhao's office, and sat back in his place.

Song Fanxing walked over with a thermos cup, and looked at Tang Muxi with concern, there is no one in this office who has not understood Zhao's extinction skills.

She looked at Tang Muxi's gaze with a little subtle sympathy, and specially patted Tang Muxi's shoulder, "How is it?" ”

Tang Muxi looked at Song Fanxing, stepped on for a second, and arched his hand at Song Fanxing, "I survived by luck~"

followed Song Fanxing, who was on the upper body of the drama spirit, and pretended to wipe his tears, "It's hard for you, it's not easy for you!" What the hell have you been through in there! ”

Tang Muxi shook his head, his face was full of expressions: "Director Zhao swept away the leaves with the autumn wind, so I had to bow to the wind!" “

Song Fanxing laughed out loud, Tang Muxi couldn't help laughing, and specially reminded, "Director Zhao may come out at any time, are you sure you want to continue to talk about life with me here?" ”

"I'm timid by nature, I'll take care of you!" Song Fanxing glanced at the office with jealousy.

Seeing Song Fanxing leave, Tang Muxi let out a long sigh and plugged the USB flash drive into the computer, take care of yourself, otherwise her small body will indeed be unable to bear it.

Tang Muxi restrained his mind and devoted all his attention to the short video, and his inspiration exploded, in addition to the photos and the team part that Director Zhao cut into, Tang Muxi also cut the video of the guests crying, and when you look at it together, it looks more and more like a funeral!

It won't be like a zombie movie, which makes people feel scary.

Finally got the whole video right, Tang Muxi wore headphones and went through it, gradually detached from the mood of work, looking at the two figures belonging to Zhou Lingchen and Tang Anning on the computer screen, a good wedding now looks like a funeral.

Tang Muxi's heart was happy, and he couldn't help laughing.

She turned her neck to relieve fatigue, and her eyes inadvertently met Director Zhao, who raised his eyebrows with a habitual sneer, as if asking: Have you done your job well?

Tang Muxi's heart trembled, and he sat down in a precarious position for a moment, continuing to improve the short video, and strive for excellence, so that Director Zhao could not find any fault.

……

The sky was getting dark, and he finally handed in his ideas at the point of getting off work, and Tang Muxi, who was relieved, brought his computer and walked out side by side with Song Fanxing.

"My creativity was killed by Director Zhao again, and I don't know what kind of creativity can satisfy Director Zhao." Song Fanxing took a sip of water, with a little irritability.

Tang Muxi, who had a smile on her face, said firmly: "I'll think about one more after killing one, there will always be a day when she is satisfied!" ”

"You can think about it!" Song Fanxing patted Tang Muxi, "No matter how creative you are, this mentality is definitely the first place, and no one can compete with you for the championship in the company." ”

Tang Muxi pursed his lips, and couldn't help but give Song Fanxing a roll of his eyes directly, "You will say it, otherwise you will say more?" ”

Song Fanxing shrugged his shoulders and laughed playfully.

When the two were about to move forward, Tang Muxi saw a familiar car come into view, her body stiffened for a moment, and her footsteps stopped unconsciously.

Song Fanxing looked at Tang Muxi in surprise, "What's wrong?" ”

It is the rush hour after work, and there are a lot of people on the road, many of them are colleagues in the same office as Tang Muxi, Tang Muxi swallowed his saliva a little nervously, stared at the black Bentley, and prayed that it was best that Gu Liyan did not come.

Otherwise, as soon as her vest fell off, there were so many people around her, and the news of her marriage into a wealthy family would have to reach Zhao Xuan's ears in minutes, which would be called real talk and laughter, and she would be wiped out.

Song Fanxing followed Tang Muxi's gaze and naturally saw the car, "Yes, this year's latest model, I don't know how the configuration is, but even if it is low, it is a high price that I dare not ask for!" ”

"If only I could afford the accessories!" Tang Muxi smiled awkwardly.

Her eyes kept falling on the car, and she knew that the time was not right now when she wanted to escape, Tang Muxi blinked her eyes and decisively decided to treat it as if the car did not exist.

Song Fanxing was still sighing: "It should be here to pick up people, I don't know who has such a good fortune." ”

Nervously, Tang Muxi grabbed Song Fanxing's hand and walked forward, wanting to escape first while he had not yet been discovered, and send WeChat to communicate with Gu Liyan in private later.

Song Fanxing was a little surprised: "Xiaoxi, what are you doing?" ”

Just didn't take two steps, the driver's door was suddenly pushed open, and Song Fanxing pulled Tang Muxi to stop with great interest to see who the car was here to pick up.

Tang Muxi was annoyed, but many people here stopped and looked at the same gossip.

The driver, Uncle Wang, walked straight towards Tang Muxi, Song Fanxing turned his head sideways, and said softly: "It's strange, why do I think he is looking at us!" ”

Tang Muxi silently added in his heart: It's not us who is looking at it, it's me!

Uncle Wang walked up to Tang Muxi with a smile on his face, "Young ......"

Before a word could be spoken, Tang Muxi bowed directly to him, "Hello master!" ”

Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

Song Fanxing's gaze fell on Tang Muxi, and then looked at Uncle Wang in front of her, a little surprised.

Many eyes around them were focused, Tang Muxi panicked, but his face was steady, "Master, you are the express bus driver I made an appointment, right?" ”

"Express driver?" Song Fanxing subconsciously looked at the black guest, when will anyone who can drive this kind of car come to work part-time as an express driver?

Song Fanxing's eyes fell on Uncle Wang, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel that this Uncle Wang looked like the owner of this Bentley.

Tang Muxi raised his voice and said: "I'm lucky, I made an appointment with Bentley on an express car, master, you are unusually powerful!" ”

"That's right." Song Fanxing raised his eyebrows.

The more unattractive the person, the more likely he is to have a very unusual identity, who knows if the mediocre master in front of him has demolished several sets of houses behind him, and there is nothing to do, so he came out and drove fast to enjoy life.

"Xiaoxi, how much do you want to call an express train?" Song Fanxing asked curiously.

Tang Muxi didn't know how much money it was, so he probably estimated it in his heart, "About ninety, right, master?" ”

Although Uncle Wang didn't know what Tang Muxi was doing, he still had to cooperate with his young lady's words, "Ninety-two." ”

Tang Muxi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Uncle Wang did not directly dismantle her stage.

"Ninety-two?" Song Fanxing's voice was a little amazed.

This new series of Bentley is recognized as burning oil, ninety-two, people's cars start a little, not only this number, but to pick up Tang Muxi?