"Hey, if you don't speak, I'll forgive you!" An Qin smiled like a child, lowered his head and continued to draw half of his clothes.

"The studio doesn't start work at eight o'clock, and it doesn't matter if you go there at seven o'clock." Settle down, Leng Qianxing said.

"The finalized design began to be sewn, and I went to the shop at six o'clock every day, and it took a lot of time to decorate it by hand."

"I have to do it myself, why does the assistant eat?"

"You have to do the first product yourself, modify it at any time, until it is perfect, and the designer is not just a drawing."

He knew this, but why didn't she understand the meaning of his words.

"Can't spare any time?"

"In extraordinary times, do you want Charlie to take over for some time?" An Qin didn't raise his head, and the pen in his hand flowed smoothly.

Her pen is brilliant, and her gorgeous clothes have taken shape.

She's really busy and puts all her focus on the job.

Leng Qianxing has always admired talented people who take their work seriously, but this time he felt disgusted, just because work took up too much of her time, so that she snubbed him.

"Come to see me at seven o'clock in the evening, or you won't want to do what you're doing." The words of the command blurted out.

"......." The pen in An Qin's hand was forced to stop, and she raised her head and looked at him in astonishment.

Leng Qianxing left expressionlessly under her gaze.

An Qin looked at the man's distant back and slowly pursed his slightly open lips.

He deliberately ran to the cafeteria to find her, not just because of work, right?!

....... Oh!

An Qin, who was hand-nailing the sequins to the placket of his clothes, was distracted, and the needle pierced his fingers.

She eagerly took the blood-soaked fingers in her mouth.

"Miss An, aren't you off work yet?" Shinoya was busy with the work at hand and came to her with her handbag.

"You go back first, and work overtime tonight." An Qin dropped his fingers, and the saliva stopped the bleeding, but the small wound was still faintly painful.

"I'll leave dinner for me."

"No, it may not be back until nine or ten o'clock, and I will order takeout."

When they are busy, there are often people working overtime in the studio, and many famous teachers often stay up all night to create Jiejia's works, so Anqin's situation is not an exception.

"So, I'll make you a cup of coffee, shall I?" Shinoa wanted to do something for her before leaving.

"There's still here, you can go back!" An Qin pointed to the half cup of strong coffee on the table and smiled gratefully at Xiaoya.

Xiaoya thought of something, and spoke again: "How is Mingyi's side?" I didn't see you to see him again. ”

Mr. Si Yu said that he was too busy to have time to meet. I'm talking to Mr. Si Yu on the phone now. ”

"Isn't Mr. Si Yu also going to convey it, it should be more convenient for you and Ming Yi to talk directly on the phone, right?"

"I think so too, but Si Yu insists on it, forget it." An Qin said he was helpless.

Xiaoya locked her eyebrows: "Do you think that Si Yu is in charge of Mingyi to death, although he is a manager, it is inevitably too much, right?" ”

"Mingyi thinks it's okay for himself." When they met at the hotel, An Qin had already noticed it. But every industry has its rules, Mr. Si Yu's request for Ming Yi should also be for him, after all, there is a relationship of interest between the two, Si Yu's method may be a little overbearing, but it will not hurt Ming Yi.

Xiaoya didn't have much to say about this, and told An Qin before leaving: "If you go back too late, pay attention to safety!" ”

"Got it!"

In the large office area, only An Qin is left.

She sat in the workshop with sequins nailed with stitches and threads, and the minutes and seconds passed.