This person's appearance really made her angry, Mu Wan'an took back the hand covering his mouth, and then said:

"Isn't it just what you say? I'm not like you're a kid here. ”

As she spoke, she turned around and wanted to leave, Song Bingjue grabbed her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked serious:

"You haven't compensated me for my mental damage yet, why do you want to leave?"

"You can't be addicted to this, are you?"

Seeing Song Bingjue holding his hand, Mu Wan'an looked at him in surprise, then looked at him holding his hand, and then said:

"If you don't want money, you have to die, sir, you can choose yourself!"

"Since you don't have any money, then make a promise with yourself, and I will also count."

As he spoke, Song Bingjue swept his gaze over Mu Wan'an, and then said matter-of-factly:

"The little lady looks very much to my liking, if you repay it with your body, Xiaosheng will definitely cherish it."

How can this talk about ancient texts? Mu Wan'an only felt that Song Bingjue's thinking was really impossible for her to keep up with, and she said with disgust:

"I'm sorry, I'm a science student, and I'm not interested in your kind of literary statement at all."

"You can hear it, and you can feel it."

Seeing her instinctively escape, Song Bingjue's hand holding her became tighter and tighter, and a pair of eyes were firmly staring at her, and Mu Wan'an blinked uncomfortably:

"I don't think you're busy enough at work, when you're busy with work, where will you have time to play with me here."

"Really wait until I'm busy with work, I'm afraid that you won't be willing to let me work so hard."

She refused to respond to herself, Song Bingjue sighed in her heart, but she still looked at her, and said with a relaxed face: "I know that Wanwan is a duplicitous person, the more she doesn't care about it, the more she cares in her heart." ”

"Okay, okay, you're the best! You now know all my shortcomings. ”

Looking at his smug look, the little nervousness that Mu Wan'an had just started disappeared, she looked at Song Bingjue and smiled easily:

"Okay, don't pull me, I still have to go to the study to check some information, I'm going to start work the day after tomorrow, I haven't touched these things for a long time, and I don't know if I can get started."

Seeing Mu Wanan's shy but expectant face, Song Bingjue smiled more and more happily: "You should be doing graphic design work, in addition to the hard knowledge of design, the most important thing is to grasp the market trend; Only by being able to grasp the market can you really become a good designer. ”

"I don't deny what you say, but where do I find someone who can teach me this?"

Looking at the man with a smug smile, Mu Wan'an looked him up and down suspiciously, and then said:

"You don't want to say, you're here to teach me this, are you? I think you didn't learn that, how could you possibly know? ”

"Although I am not a professional designer, but I am a customer, and I am also a customer with real estate in the main business, whether professional or amateur, I think, only the customer's appeal is the first, although the designer creates, designs architecture and home style, but in this field, it is always the customer in the active position."

As he spoke, Song Bingjue glanced at her, and the meaning in his eyes was full of "Come and ask me, maybe I'll tell you", Mu Wan'an felt funny when he looked at it, and then deliberately pretended to be disdainful:

"So what? I am still a firm believer that non-professional opinions are not advisable. ”

"Don't designers have to listen to their customers when they are designing?"

Looking at her sly eyes, Song Bingjue knew that she was joking with herself, but she couldn't help but reply, and then looked at her:

"I believe that market trends and customer wishes influence each other. What do you think? ”

He told himself these questions so seriously, Mu Wan'an felt that she couldn't take it seriously, she also put away her hippie smiling attitude, and said seriously:

"These theories you mentioned apply to low-to-mid-range design brands, and I don't think a high-end brand pays much attention to these aspects. If we blindly follow the market trend, we will be no different from those affordable brands. ”

originally thought that she was treating these as a pastime to pass the time, but she didn't expect that she had so many insights into design, Song Bingjue looked at her seriously:

"What do you think?"

Jiajia has studied architectural design for so many years, and studied under well-known foreign architects, for the whole studio, her positioning should be relatively high. In this situation of high overall positioning, I think the boutique route is necessary. ”

Facing his inquiring eyes, Mu Wan'an relaxed slightly, and then said all his thoughts:

"Instead of following the trend every year, it is better to create your own style and make our designs popular."

This is indeed a bold and peculiar idea. Song Bingjue looked at the little woman in front of him with a look full of anxiety, and stretched out his hand to touch the top of her head, causing her to exclaim unhappily:

"What are you doing......

"It's a bonus."

Seeing her becoming more confident day by day and blooming with the light of Mu Goodnight, Song Bingjue's heart became more and more joyful and uneasy, he hoped that she would get better and better, but she also gave him an unpredictable feeling.

"Reward you for having your own ideas, and when you have a direction, you can truly be regarded as an independent woman in the new era."

Originally, he was a little unhappy because he suddenly messed up his hair, but when Mu Wan's night heard his praise, her heart was as sweet as drinking honey, and she straightened up proudly:

"Who told me to be Mu goodnight!"

Glancing at the man who was looking at her with a smile, she stuck out her tongue, as if she felt that she was speaking too flamboyantly, so she also took credit for his share:

"Of course, because I am now Mrs. Song, after all, it also represents your face. If I don't be better, others will definitely say something sour behind my back. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a delicate female voice suddenly came from the door:

"Miss Mu is still here thinking that she is Mrs. Song, but there are already rumors outside that Jiang Ning is the leading Mrs. Song!"

The two of them, who were talking intimately, were shocked, Song Bingjue looked at the door unhappily, Chen Xinrao walked towards them in a blue lotus dress, her eyes were full of suppressed anger and jealousy.

"What did you hear out there?"

Mu Wannight looked at this uninvited guest, the joy of sharing work was interrupted, and she was also very angry, Uncle Li, what's wrong? How could this person be let in?

"Sister, don't blame me for being too talkative, I see that you don't like to go out and don't know what is happening in the outside world, I'm afraid that you will be deceived by those women who are used to acting, and others will come to provoke you, and you still serve tea as a guest!"

As soon as she thought of Jiang Ning's little slut who had been in the limelight recently, Chen Xinrao hated her so much, obviously she had taught her like that that day, she could still make waves, she looked at the woman standing next to Song Bingjue, and asked:

"Didn't Jiang Ling just come here a few days ago?"

"Yes, Jiang Ling came to me a few days ago."

Seeing that Chen Xinrao was about to make trouble, Mu Wan'an blamed:

"It's not that I'm talking about you, Chen Xinrao, your things are really too much, you have to make trouble with this kind of thing, don't you? It's not good to look at anyone's face. Think about it, once this matter spreads, the public will inevitably sympathize with the weak, that is, Jiang Ning, who was beaten by you, and your company may also be affected by this. Besides, what mistake did Jiang Ning make, and it is still worth your big fight? ”

"I ......"

She hasn't said it yet, she has said all the good things she has said, Chen Xinrao is really aggrieved, her eyes are dripping, and her eye circles are immediately red, "Are you still talking about me here?" If I hadn't been here to help you, how could I have ended up in such a miserable situation? ”

"What's wrong with you? I think you're doing well, huh? Nothing! ”

I don't know which one Miss Chen is playing, Mu Wannight can only look like she doesn't know anything:

"Could it be that you have suffered at the hands of Jiang Ling again?"

"Then you're going to ask your brother-in-law. He didn't know if he secretly gave Jiang Ning some resources, originally I had people remove all the resources in Jiang Ning's hands for the good of my sister, but I didn't expect her to have a lot of drama on hand! ”

Thinking that she was asked by her good sister if Jiang Ning was covered by Song Bingjue, Chen Xinrao felt extremely embarrassed, and she looked at her brother-in-law with tears in her eyes:

"If my brother-in-law really likes the one named Jiang Ning, I can't say anything, but please ask my brother-in-law to squeak in advance, so as not to call me a bully of the woman on the tip of your heart!"

"Why are you angry with your brother-in-law?"

Seeing that Chen Xinrao pointed her gun at Song Bingjue, and had the intention of getting a letter from him, Mu Wan'an hurriedly came out to be a peacemaker, and she persuaded:

"Your brother-in-law's affairs, let alone you, even the people in the family don't know. If you ask him like that, will he say? ”

"Sister, you are really weak, Jiang Ling is about to and pee on your head, and you are still pretending to be a good person here. Why do you bother? ”

Looking at such a weak Mu Goodnight, Chen Xinrao almost forgot how she treated herself on the plane, she couldn't help but look at her more, and persuaded bitterly:

"Instead of living like this at home, you might as well follow me, and let's work together to tear the true face of Jiang Ning's woman to my brother-in-law. How could such an unscrupulous scheming woman get into the house? ”

"I've never heard you scold people, but I've never heard people scold people like this."

Just as she was chattering, Song Bingjue, who had never spoken, interjected a sentence, which instantly made her face look ugly.