013, Fatal Suction

"What did you major in college?" He got down to business.

"Art Design." He asked, and she replied,

"Why didn't you choose a job that matched your major after graduation, but came to me instead?"

"Not everyone can be so lucky." Shang Shan looked at the firelight, a little distracted, if her life could happen again, she would definitely not choose to live like this.

"So you designed all the drawings on the manuscript?"

"Hmm."

"Let you be a front desk condescender!"

Qu Cai?!

Shang Shan sneered, from Wuzhen to Shanghai, how many jobs she looked for were in vain, for the reason, she didn't dare to think deeply, every night when she woke up, only leaning in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there were stars and shadows in her eyes, she could be safe.

Shen Yuanchen asked her before, even if she was slandered, why didn't she argue?

She just knows that it is not easy for her to have a job in Shanghai, and survival is far more important than her ideals, and she wants to live.

But these words were only hidden in her heart, and she was already unwilling to leak her heart, not to mention that the man sitting next to her was quite deep in the city, and she was extra careful with him every word.

"Where's your inscription?"

Inscription?

She had forgotten when it had been written, and the lead letters on the manuscript had long since become yellowed and blurred with time: "What do you see on that manuscript?" ”

"A bracelet."

"It seems to you that it is a bracelet, no matter how ordinary, and those inscriptions are to give them a new life."

Also... Her new life.

"Got a physical object?"

"Although many manufacturers only accept bulk orders, I am fortunate to have my classmates in this line after graduating from college and are willing to build them according to my ideas. But I want to make only one of each, he laughed at me that I was not born to do business, and I never wanted to commercialize, some things can only be done as you like, just like yourself. ”

"Are they all sold?"

"Jewelry, like people, should follow fate."

"You're really different from other women." Shen Yuanchen muttered,

She smiled, "What difference could it be,"

Shen Yuanchen shook his head and looked at her with that faint light, her pupils were brown dreams, her eyelashes fluttered like wings against the light, and he whispered: "You don't know that women with special personalities and talents are often as fatal and attractive as poppies. ”

Hearing this, she became extremely vigilant: "Lawyer Shen has won the award." ”

"You don't have anything to ask me?"

She was silent for a moment, as if acquiescing.

"What kind of flower is your WeChat avatar? It seems to be rarely seen. ”

Shang Shan was a little puzzled, when did he follow her WeChat?

"Gesang flowers."

"Oh? What is the implication? ”

"It's probably the most tenacious wildflower on the plateau."

"Wildflowers?" Shen Yuanchen smiled: "However, it's beautiful." ”

"I once heard an old friend say that Gesang means 'good time' in Tibetan, and there is a beautiful legend among Tibetans that whoever can find the eight-petal Gesang flower can find happiness."

"Old friends?" The word has a nostalgic meaning: "It's a man, isn't it?" He looked at her and asked,

Even under the faint light source, he could catch her slightly hidden look, he intuitively felt that he guessed eight or nine or ten, or maybe professional, he had always believed in his eyes, those who sat on the opposite side of the interrogation table, no matter how strong and calm they were, he could always see through the vanity and uneasiness in the other party's heart at a glance. But what kind of man would mention these things to her?

"Lawyer Shen's guess is really interesting."

"Your eyes can't fool me." He stared at her, "Don't forget what I do. ”

At this moment, there was a sound outside the elevator, and Shen Yuanchen blew out the fire of the Zippo: "Someone is coming, we will be saved soon." ”