There are really not many people who can convince Zhu Zhaolong. Zhang Rishan counts as one.

They met at a charity reception.

On the one hand, Zhu Zhaolong felt that such a charity reception was ridiculous, and on the other hand, he had to admit that it was indeed a fast and effective way of charity. The rich get their name, and the poor get their money. Win-win.

As in most cases, after exchanging business cards at the reception, he and Zhang Rishan never crossed paths again. About seven or eight months later, they met at a photo exhibition in Germany.

When they stood in front of a photo of a mirage, Zhu Zhaolong keenly felt the change in Zhang Rishan's mood.

"I wonder what President Zhang thinks of this work?"

The photo reminded him of Liang Wan.

Maybe it's because I've felt Yin Xinyue's deep affection for Zhang Qishan more deeply in the past few days, and he can't help but think of her recently. Sometimes in dreams, he never leaves. I always have to face the sadness of waking up alone.

"Real unreal."

She is real, and the day and night together are also real, but he can only love her in his dreams.

It's like being peeled away, and there is a fog in front of him, and a work that has been bothering Zhu Zhaolong suddenly has inspiration.

"Mr. Zhang's five words are like God's help to me. I still have to say goodbye beforehand. If you find me useful in the future, please feel free to ask. ”

In this way, Zhu Zhaolong became the chief co-designer of Qiwu. We have been working together happily for two or three years. However, when Zhang Rishan wanted him to participate in the design of the "mirage", he was quite surprised.

"You're asking me to be a jewelry designer to steal an architectural designer?! Not so good. ”

"Why be humble. It's not like you haven't done this before. ”

Zhu Zhaolong said with a smile: "Those are all petty fights, projects of this size of 'mirage', can you really rest assured that I will preside over them?" ”

"I believe in you."

Zhu Zhaolong raised his hand in surrender.

He once asked Zhang Rishan about the origin of the name Mirage.

"There was a woman who was in my life, she was real, but I couldn't have it. She is a mirage to me. ”

Zhu Zhaolong never expected that the money operation he thought was due to a flawed love.

He saw the ultimate romance of men in Zhang Rishan. Build a city for the woman you love, and pay tribute to the time you once had. Inspiration springs up. He had a hunch that the 'mirage' would be another pinnacle of his design career.

He gave the "real illusion" to the mirage, and the mirage gave back to him not only countless glory, but also the imagination of love.

People more or less have a blueprint for their future partner. Zhu Zhaolong is no exception.

At that time, for the sake of design, he asked Zhang Rishan what the woman he loved was like. He answered very carefully, and Zhu Zhaolong seemed to see this woman standing in front of him through Zhang Rishan's description:

"She's a doctor, and she has small, thick, shiny curls that she ties up when she's busy with work, and she doesn't care about tidying it up. His eyes were watery, and when he looked at me, he flashed and twinkled. People are reluctant to take their eyes off. She has a beautiful smile that will make people can't help but laugh with her. When you're upset......... We were so short together that I didn't even get a chance to see her unhappy. Now even if you know that she is unhappy, you are not qualified to make her happy. "Hmm

When he first saw Liang Wan. The accelerated heartbeat told him. That's her.

It's a pity that he fell in love with someone else's love.

Since saying goodbye, I saw Zhang Rishan and Liangwan again in the mirage of the lake park.

Zhang Rishan carefully protected Liangwan, whose lower abdomen was bulging, and circled around Huxin Park. The sound of conversation was faintly heard.

"Change that name back, look uncomfortable......"

"How good 'Liangwan' sounds, if you don't change it, you won't change it......"

Zhu Zhaolong laughed, Zhang Rishan, who was in front of Liang Wan, was so naïve.

The sun is good in the spring. It is not suitable to be sad, it is suitable to work. So Mr. Zhu, who was still a single dog, stretched his waist and went back to continue his career.