Yin Xiaoyu came to the design department, Amy rushed over, greeted Yin Xiaoyu excitedly, Yin Xiaoyu ignored her, and walked straight to her own workbench in the design department, Amy followed behind, bowed her head, didn't dare to speak, didn't dare not speak, opened her mouth to speak. Yin Xiaoyu walked to the workbench and sat down, Amy stood beside the table, silent, Yin Xiaoyu felt a dark shadow blocking her vision, and looked up to see that Amy was still beside her.

Why is this woman still here? Idle, right? "Amy, is there anything to do? What are you doing standing? ”

Amy replied tremblingly: "Mr. Yin, no matter how big the matter is, it can't be as important as receiving Mr. Yin." If Mr. Yin has any orders, just say it! Yin Xiaoyu beckoned to her, Amy didn't understand, what did she mean? Amy bent down, lowered her head, approached Yin Xiaoyu, and asked her, "What's the matter?" Mr. Yin. ”

"There's one thing you can help me with, Amy." Yin Xiaoyu replied slowly.

Amy suddenly came to her senses, help? Mr. Yin is too polite! "What's the matter? Mr. Yin, I will definitely help you complete the task. ”

Yin Xiaoyu smiled slightly, "Get out!" Get back to your place and don't disturb my inspiration! Yin Xiaoyu didn't raise his head and continued to work. Amy walked back to her place in a gray manner, looking embarrassed, as the designers of the whole room looked at her and snickered. There is only one person, who is quiet and quietly bows his head to do things, he is Han Bing.

Yin Xiaoyu didn't notice Han Bing, so he passed quietly for an hour, no one dared to speak, the entire design department, as long as Yin Xiaoyu came, Amy changed, became silent, and the design department was silent. Yin Xiaoyu is thinking about it, winter flats can no longer be like traditional flats - all white, so what should be done? Neither too fancy, nor too quiet? Yin Xiaoyu remembered that Han Bing had dealt with this contradiction back then, right! He should have been consulted, but does he remember?

When he was hesitating to ask him to help with his idea, a long black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the workbench, and Yin Xiaoyu slowly looked up and saw that it was him! Han Bing.

Han Bing looked at her with a smile as usual, "Mr. Yin, I passed by your workbench this morning, saw this manuscript, and found a problem······

As soon as these words came out, the entire design department looked at Han Bing, this kid is crazy, right? Dare to question Mr. Yin's design?

Yin Xiaoyu didn't answer him immediately, and asked Amy to move a stool over for Han Bing to sit down.

Han Bing still smiled and looked at Yin Xiaoyu politely, "Mr. Yin, it's this manuscript in your hand." ”

"What's the problem?" Yin Xiaoyu put down the manuscript and looked at him.

Han Bing pointed to the manuscript, the winter model is thicker, the shoe tube is higher than the summer model, if it is all white, the winter model will look a little dull.

Yin Xiaoyu was shocked, tacit understanding! Once in love, once as a husband and wife, it was still so tacit, but why? Why can't two people who love each other stay together for a long time?

Han Bing didn't get a response from Yin Xiaoyu, thinking that Yin Xiaoyu didn't agree with his point of view, so he explained, "If Mr. Yin doesn't agree with this statement, forget it, everyone's design concept is different, each has its own merits, maybe some people like to be lively, some people like silence." ”

After Han Bing finished speaking, he put away his steps, Yin Xiaoyu glanced at it, he wanted to leave? "Designer Han, your opinion is very good, I'm worried about this, this is not solved by you."

Yin Xiaoyu's affirmation, the whole office heard it, and the whole Ruili knew that Han Bing was Yin Xiaoyu's ex-husband. Some people even wonder if Yin Xiaoyu will be favoritistic, because he is an old man, so Yin Xiaoyu is biased towards his design?

Yin Xiaoyu suddenly remembered something, and asked Han Bing again, "Has your design come out?" ”

"It's still a little close, Mr. Yin, but it was completed soon, there are a few hand-embroidered places on the upper, the memory is a little blurry, and it has to be redesigned." Han Bing explained with a smile.

As soon as she heard embroidery, Yin Xiaoyu was full of interest, and she knew embroidery best. "Designer Han, I know a little bit of embroidery, wait a minute and send it to you for reference, embroidery is not difficult, of course, the more professional it is, these folk things, you don't understand, so there is no embroidery in your memory, don't think about it, if you are interested, I can teach you." After Yin Xiaoyu said this, she remembered some things in the past, she had provided embroidery for Han Bing's works many times, Han Bing remembered that there seemed to be embroidery on his works, but he didn't remember who helped him? Pity? Lamentable?

Han Bing seemed to understand something, "Mr. Yin, when I was a shoe designer, we weren't in the same place before, who provided the embroidery on some of the works?" ”

Yin Xiaoyu was a little sad when he heard this, he forgot it, he forgot it, there is no need to mention it again if he forgets some things, memory, especially bad memories, recall again, and there will be no original taste. Yin Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and replied to him, "Since you can't remember it, forget it, I have too many memories in my head, and I'm tired of living, Designer Han, isn't it?" ”

Han Bing still had a smile on his face, nodded, and was very handsome, stood up, and returned to his seat to work. Occasionally, when he accidentally saw Yin Xiaoyu, Han Bing just smiled politely, and there was nothing else in his eyes. Yin Xiaoyu knew that he was no longer the Han Bing who doted on her before, and he in front of him was another Han Bing, and he had no previous memory, but Yin Xiaoyu's heart was still uncomfortable, and every time he touched Han Bing's smile, Yin Xiaoyu would also smile politely.

Yin Xiaoyu quickly adjusted his mentality, didn't think about some useless things, worked steadily, found a folder of embroidery, sent all embroidery styles to him for reference, and continued to design winter models, Yin Xiaoyu referred to Han Bing's opinion, and added some colors and patterns to the upper of the heels.

Han Bing received the embroidery sent by Yin Xiaoyu, smiled handsomely, and winked at Yin Xiaoyu to express his gratitude.

Yin Xiaoyu's heart was hot, what did he mean? Yin Xiaoyu immediately realized that she was thinking too much, for a person who has no memories of the past, do you still want him to miss the old love? She laughed at herself, there is no need, the past can't come back, cherish the present, cherish Xia Ruilong, it is wise.

Xia Ruilong? Why do you think of Xia Ruilong again? At this moment, Yin Xiaoyu's mobile phone rang, it was the ringtone of WeChat, Yin Xiaoyu clicked on WeChat, what to say, it was Xia Ruilong's WeChat, Xiaoyu, I was waiting for you next to the asphalt road at the gate of Ruili Shoes, there was still an hour to get off work, and I had something important to look for you.

Yin Xiaoyu put down the phone, where did so many things come from? Isn't it just to take her home? Don't you just miss her? Yin Xiaoyu didn't reply to his WeChat, these rich second generations grew up with a golden spoon in their mouths, idle!

She lifted the pen again and began to draw the patterns on the manuscript, the mobile phone rang again, Yin Xiaoyu looked at it, it was WeChat again, click on it and see, it's him, Jane Lianyu! These rich second-generation giants!

She wanted to know, what Jian Lianyu said, Yin Xiaoyu clicked and looked, Xiaoyu, I am cooking at your house, and when you go home for dinner, there is something very important that must be told to you today.

The rich second generation is very idle, and even what they say is exactly the same, one meaning.

Yin Xiaoyu simply muted his mobile phone, he was too lazy to be in these boring guys, he knew that he was jealous all day long!

Yin Xiaoyu was a little irritable today, and she didn't know what was wrong? Is it because she remembered her and Han Bing's past?

An hour passed quickly, colleagues got off work one after another, and said goodbye to Yin Xiaoyu one after another, the manuscript was almost drawn, just fix it again tomorrow, Yin Xiaoyu stood up, stretched his waist, twisted his waist, moved his muscles, and suddenly found that Han Bing was staring at her silently, with a familiar smile on his face, Yin Xiaoyu was direct, this is not a polite smile, this is?

In order to resolve the embarrassment, Yin Xiaoyu smiled and said hello to Han Bing, "Designer Han, it's time to get off work, go back to Bingbing's design dormitory early, right?" ”

Han Bing said "um", stood up, walked towards Yin Xiaoyu, walked to Yin Xiaoyu's workbench, he stood still, Yin Xiaoyu's heart was still pounding for him, Han Bing's hand reached over and touched Yin Xiaoyu's hair, what did he want to do? Yin Xiaoyu felt that his face was hot and had the feeling of electric shock, why was this happening? No way!

At the moment when Han Bing touched Yin Xiaoyu's hair, Han Bing's hand stopped, and took a leather thread from Yin Xiaoyu's hair, Han Bing put the leather thread in the trash can, clapped his hands, and said to Yin Xiaoyu: "Mr. Yin, let's go down together?" ”

Yin Xiaoyu smiled knowingly and shook his head at Han Bing. The two walked out of the design department together, Yin Xiaoyu still walked the stairs, Han Bing naturally followed, this kind of situation of women singing with their husbands, Han Bing seemed to have a little impression, vague, and suddenly, Han Bing had a headache, holding his head with both hands, shouting "headache"! Yin Xiaoyu held him up and asked him with concern, "What's the matter?" Don't be cranky, forget it, forget it! ”

Han Bing's headache came and went, and soon it didn't hurt anymore, he put down his hand, put it on Yin Xiaoyu's arm, and smiled, "Mr. Yin, I'm sorry to worry about you." ”

At this moment, a person appeared in the corridor, panting, staring at Han Bing and Yin Xiaoyu angrily.

Yin Xiaoyu and Han Bing exclaimed at the same time, "Xia Dong! ”

Xia Ruilong ignored Han Bing, pulled Yin Xiaoyu over, and asked her, "Xiaoyu, what are you calling me?" Xia Dong? Call me Xia Dong in front of this man, I'm your boyfriend, you can't call me like that, it's too rusty! ”

Xia Ruilong was like a vinegar jar, Yin Xiaoyu laughed, bent over with laughter, and after laughing, he roared loudly at Xia Ruilong: "Dear! Immediately afterwards, Yin Xiaoyu kissed Xia Ruilong heavily on the face······