007 Memories that have been opened

The large president's office has half of the floor-to-ceiling windows to make the interior very bright. By the window, a private treadmill sits aside. The central desk asserts its unrivalled status. The wine cabinet in the room is neatly arranged with high-end liquor, and the three LCD color TV screens next to it play different economic news. The imported black leather sofa and tempered glass table are cleaned.

In recent years, Shengshi Group has been committed to becoming a leading player in the Asian jewelry industry. When Si Luo decided to return to China, his father resigned as president and handed it over to his son, and the layout of the president's office remained almost the same.

Standing at her desk, Shiya submits the design draft according to the scheduled time.

Turning his chair, Silo took a stack of drawings.

Looking at one design after another, his expression became more and more ugly.

As I expected, in a short period of time, the works handed over by the design department had almost no new ideas, and the boss was naturally very displeased.

Looking at the last picture, his displeasure quietly dissipated, like a dazzling light in the thick dark clouds. Standing the artwork in front of her, Si Luo asked cautiously, "This is your blueprint?" โ€

On the white paper, an oval-shaped circle shaped like a coffee bean draws a cup with a saucer, and the English word "love &coffee" is written on the bottom of the cup. In the lower right corner of the paper is the word "Leng Shiya".

Glancing at her design, Shiya nodded.

"What was your inspiration for your design?" He showed interest in her designs.

"It was a suggestion from a friend, who is a very good coffee person." Shiya replied truthfully.

"Is that the guy downstairs with you that day?"

It turned out that he had noticed them and could see that they had a great friendship. With a light smile on her face, Shiya replied decently, "Yes, she is my best friend." โ€

Putting her design aside, Si Luo whispered slowly, "Coffee beans, coffee cups, this is your joint creation, right?" Without her answer, he continued, "Coffee is a metaphor for love, it's your design philosophy. โ€

"Bino, exactly." Shiya couldn't help but snap her fingers. Realizing that she was out of shape, she withdrew her hand and bowed her head and said, "President, I was wrong. โ€

Without changing his face and not getting angry, Si Luo responded calmly: "Your design draft has passed, and it will become the main style of the company's new products." โ€

Looking at him directly, Shiya felt incredible.

"You're ready to go out."

"Yes." She humbly exited the office.

Closing the door, Shiya felt as if she was coming down from the clouds, and what had just happened was like a roller coaster. Not only did he not be reprimanded for the clichรฉ works of his subordinates, but his design drawings successfully passed.

Sitting in an office chair with your eyes falling on the selected blueprint, what is the image that flashes into your mind? A brief meeting, a brief conversation, she has left a deep imprint on her mind. When he talked to his subordinate just now, he didn't dare to ask her name or inquire about her. Subtle thoughts swirled in his brain, and there was a hint of anticipation in his heart.

In the middle of the night, he got up and walked to the wine cabinet. Perhaps, under the influence of alcohol, I can not think about her too much. When the love arises, what I am afraid of is involuntarily.

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When she spent the probationary period in Shengshi, Shiya and Leng Xue agreed that every Wednesday, Leng Xue would send her a cup of coffee. The reason is that Wednesday is the worst day of the week. Therefore, she needs to drink the coffee she brews with her own hands to adjust her mood. Not only that, but her coffee also gives her motivation. For her heart, Leng Xuewan agreed. However, there are exceptions for emergencies and special circumstances. For example, if someone makes trouble in the store, she can't deliver it. For example, if she is not in Belvedere, she cannot send it.

Driving to the front of the building, Leng Xue got out of the car with a light-colored bag. I just walked a few steps, but I didn't expect to meet him.

Not far away, he was with a young girl wearing a pink three-quarter-sleeved top with a sky-blue striped skirt on the lower body. Because the girl had her back to her, Leng Xue couldn't see her face clearly.

Standing face to face with him, the girl's delicate voice came into her ears, "Luo, I bought your favorite coffee." However, people walked a lot in new shoes, and their feet hurt. โ€

Squatting down, he examined her feet in white rhinestone heels, a small red trail behind her foot that caught his eye. So, he rubbed the reddened area for her, and his movements were gentle.

Seeing this, the switch of memory was turned on, and sweet fragments poured out like candy.

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In the afternoon, it rained in Seoul. The light dissipated a few minutes because of the rain, and puddles of varying shades formed on the ground.

Because Shiya is full of interest in South Korea, they came to the capital of South Korea more than a month ago, and then rented the top floor of a private house. In order to celebrate the "housewarming", Leng Xue went to a small supermarket near his residence to buy red wine and beef jerky.

With food in his arms, Leng Xue walked on the way back. Due to a momentary accident, the high heel of the left foot got stuck in the gutter cover.

Looking at her feet, Leng Xue felt a little lucky, and secretly thought that she shouldn't go out during the day today. With her foot out of her shoe, she crouched down and put down her red wine snack, ready to pull out her shoe.

As she held the high heels, a shadow blocked the thin sun in front of her.

Squatting in front of her, the man said in Korean, "I'll help you." The tone is gentle, and the smile is warm.

Slightly startled, she shifted her body.

In a moment, he pulled out her shoe. It's just that the heel and sole are separated.

Looking at the broken shoes, he asked softly, "Do you live nearby?" โ€

As a vampire who has lived for decades and spent time in many countries, his foreign language skills are not low. Staring at him, Leng Xue nodded.

Looking around, he said, "Wait a minute," and got up and walked away.

When he returned, he had an extra bicycle by his side. It turned out that he had borrowed a bicycle from the owner from a nearby store.

"Your shoes are broken, it's not good to go back barefoot. I'll use it to send you back. He smiled softly, and his smile was like a gust of wind blowing through her heart.

Looking at him with the corners of his mouth raised, she did not have a trace of disgust and disgust for him, but felt comfortable and relieved.

Putting things in the basket, she sat sideways in the back seat of the car and told him where he lived.

"Coincidentally, I'm very close to where you live. However, I only moved here yesterday. โ€

As soon as the words fell, he carried her away.

Along the way, they were silent with each other.

He sent her downstairs, and she politely thanked her.

With a smile on her face, he rode away. She was not asked for her name or her contact information.

Seeing him, she wondered. Isn't he attracted to beauty? Doesn't he want to know himself? Could it be that he is really just helping others?

The sky lit up like the gates of heaven had been opened. The world behind the white light is full of mystery and evocativeness.