Junen deserves to be a well-known luxury office building at home and abroad.

The interior is decorated in an elegant black and a warm white in jade tones.

The ceiling is a textured black background, with small black dome lamps scattered in an orderly manner, embellished like diamonds, illuminating the floor like a nebula.

In 1921, Ms. Chung opened a store on Duddell Street, south of Queen's Road Central.

There is a granite staircase and 4 gas lamps.

Stepping on the stone steps, you will find the site of the store in the last century.

At first, it sold fashion boutiques, jewelry accessories and ancient makeup.

Stay until 1984.

The Hong Kong government ordered the four lamps in England to be preserved as a declared monument.

This corner has been accompanied by the exquisite card album of the year, and together with the black and white stripes, it has become the symbol of Jun'en.

One copy of the card booklet per person.

It was distributed to the interviewees.

Waiting hall.

Hundreds of people interviewed people for different positions, sticking here.

All of them are anxious and apprehensive, and they keep sharing their previous experiences of going to other companies for interviews.

They rehearsed each other's interviews.

Jiang Diezhen sat quietly in the middle, like a statue piled up with ice and snow, sitting quietly in the middle of the noisy crowd.

The blue and white hairband curled up and dangled over her pale earlobes.

It sets off her quiet and childish side face, adding a bit of breathtaking beauty and fluency.

Jiang Diezhen closed the promotional card booklet that she memorized.

One by one, she rubbed the experience of the seniors who came to intern before, got the offer here, and went to schools in Italy and Paris for further study.

Junen's designers came back from prestigious schools and applied for jobs again, and they stood alone in the design department.

As industry benchmarks, they have created top female stars and rich wives, sharpened their heads, and want to auction new models.

In the glass cabinet, those skirts that shimmer under the display lamp.

"When the stars sink to the bottom of the sea, see it in the window, and watch it from the next seat when the rain passes over the source of the river."

Jiang Diezhen's soul trembled, and her eyelashes were wet.

Her warm and clear iris was dyed with water.

Looking up as a teenager, a hobby that has been obsessed for many years, is already close at hand.

The way to make your dreams come true is right in front of you.

It's like climbing a tall building on thousands of floors, and now waiting to pick up the stars.

If one day your own work can be embellished with diamonds and embroidery in the style chosen by the company.

Brochures are distributed to shoppers around the world, hung in official website windows, and placed in wardrobes for collection.

How nice it should be.

Under the blue sky of Beijing.

Last night's deep snow, covering the streets and rooftops, was reflected in the eyes of the girls.

Just like in the album in his hand, the boundary of Hong Kong where Jun En was located in his early years, the white and different kapok petals are covered everywhere with blanket-like fragrant petals.

It's a pity that there are no such flowers in Beijing.

Come to think of it, kapok in the south, oak in the north.

These two plants, Sijun is gone, forever separated by a river.

How can the roots be held under the tree, the leaves touch in the clouds, and stand together in the image of a tree.

Jiang Diezhen lowered her eyes slightly.

She was standing by the window, and suddenly she felt a warmth coming from her side.

It turned out that there was a very tall short-haired girl standing beside her with a milk coffee supplied by Junen.

The girl looked at her and smiled, blocked the wind, handed her the coffee in her hand, and chatted with her familiarly: "My name is Xu Lianqi." ”

"Jiang Diezhen."

"What's your interview number nameplate, I'm 23."

“59。”

"Then you may have to wait for a long time, it's almost noon now, and it's not my turn yet."

"Hmm."

"Thinking about it this way, Jun's interviewer is really conscientious and not perfunctory at all."

Xu Lianqi laughed: "The most important thing in designing this kind of thing is to look at talent. ”

Jiang Diezhen remembered that she was not welcomed, and curled her fingers slightly.

"You look so young and haven't graduated yet?"

"Nearby university, internship for interview." Jiang Diezhen nodded.

"Oh, it's good to be young!"

Xu Lianqi: "I've been a homeless person for a few years. I am from Beijing Institute of Fashion Technology, and I went to station b to be a small UP before I graduated. ”

Xu Lianqi continued: "Usually, I do handicrafts online. It's the kind of big hit drama, similar to "Sword and Fairy III" and "Wulin Gaiden", starring in the imitation of clothes, and then making videos to make money, and now DY fans are close to five million. Thinking that the Spring Festival is approaching, I came to a big company to do odd jobs. ”

"Have you heard, today is the female devil of the fashion industry, Sister Suna, who came to the interview, and I heard that her fashion team will only choose one of all the graduates."

Xu Lianqi laughed self-deprecatingly: "I heard that the top students of the Milan Academy of Art and Design will be brushed down by her, not to mention that we have no work experience." ”

Jiang Diezhen's heart trembled slightly, and the uneasiness in her heart expanded more than ripples.

"No. 23 Xu Lianqi."

After the people around me were called away.

Jiang Diezhen reopened the manual issued by the company.

She noticed that there was a middle-aged man in a black suit on the back cover, named Jose.

This person is the executive director of the design department, and he looks like a high-ranking person.

Memories are hazy.

Jiang Diezhen always felt that she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it.

It could also be a media interview, or a luxury brand's announcement.

Xu Lianqi came out soon.

She also met one or two fans of DY.

There was a girl who collected her paper-making videos with one million likes and took pictures with her.

"It feels like I'm not playing well, they say I don't have the ability to innovate."

Xu Lianqi tried his best to think about his expression, and he didn't look so sorry.

She shrugged: "It's really a big company, in the first round of interviews, I heard a girl in front of me introduce herself in French, saying that she was interested in their branch in France, I heard that she graduated from the Brest National Academy of Fine Arts, and she started winning awards at the age of thirteen. ”

Jiang Diezhen: "You are great, you have to believe in yourself." Was that one your fan just now? ”

"Yes, the papermaking video knew me, and that time it was to make stone bridge white paper."

Xu Lianqi smiled and said freely: "For the sake of traffic, I deliberately went to Danzhai County, Guizhou to study. ”

Jiang Diezhen stared at her sincerely: "If you have a chance, can you teach me, my father also likes calligraphy." ”

"Yes." Xu Lianqi said seriously: "I can make five kinds of paper, moist but not wet, I must let you learn." ”

Wait until Jiang Diezhen's name is called.

It's already twilight when the sun sets and melts gold.

The girl tidied up her skirt and entered the interview hall with her portfolio and color sample.

One side passed smoothly.

She enters the conference room for a second interview.

At the conference table in front of us, there were seven people seated.

Jiang Diezhen raised her head and smiled, and introduced her academic qualifications and work resume in bilingual.

The interview process can be called gentle.

They all nodded their heads and looked at her appreciatively as she introduced the place, listening to her talk about her work.

There was only one elegant woman in a black pencil skirt who looked unsmiling.

She had exquisite makeup and sharp eyes, looked at her quietly for a long time, and asked: "Looking at Miss Jiang's description, the previous works are unconventional and look unpopular, so what is your most satisfying creation." ”

Jiang Diezhen was not depressed because of the other party's sharp words.

On the contrary, she was moved by her willingness to take the time to listen to her own creative experience.

She stared at the inquiring interviewer, politely thanked the question, and then began to speak.

"My grandmother is from Wuxi, and I grew up in the lyrics of 'Morning Flying Twilight Roll, Cloud Xia Cuixuan, Rain Silk Wind Piece, Smoke Wave Painting Boat'. When I was a child, I lived in Huishan Ancient Town, which was a big mansion for the four rivers. The eye catches the eye with an overwhelming array of begonias, cherry blossoms, magnolias and hydrangeas. ”

"When I was a kid, I was playing outside and rubbing the scent of flowers. When I came home from playing, I saw her in the room, and in the dim light, she crocheted the sweater I wore stitch by stitch, and put the petals I picked into the knitted pocket. It's as if she was just living for me in those monotonous years.

"When I see her in a daze, my heart hurts, and I feel that all my pleasures of play are sinful and incomplete. I can't understand her loneliness, and she can only look at the flowers and the moon, hanging from each other. ”

"The flowers she worked so hard to plant were to make me happy as a young man. Cut them all out and inserted them into the vase on my bedside table, the air in the room is sweet, a kind of moisturizing and silent love. ”

"Later, I grew up and studied in Beijing. One day, she was in Wuxi and died of pneumonia. I didn't know at school. ”

"Maybe sadness is not what people are worthy, but the trees are like this, and the flowers are luxuriant. Every year, the flowers are as prosperous as I remember, but I don't have her anymore. ”

At the end of spring that year, hundreds of flowers in the courtyard were scattered all over the ground, and she was sleeping. I collected all the fallen flowers in the house and boiled them to dye the plants. I made a purple and red skirt out of fragrant cloud yarn, which was made according to my grandmother's size. ”

"I think if I were her grandmother. I will make such a beautiful dress for the girl I like. In the black-and-white photo, the young grandmother was smiling softly, and at that moment I felt so close to her.

"It's like when I was a kid, those lonely nights when she stared at the flowers and the moon. I was able to sit next to her and enjoy her quietly. ”

The interviewers in front of me are all middle-aged.

Maybe it's because I'm reminiscing about my family.

Everyone nodded at her, expressing satisfaction with her answer.

Perhaps for others, the experience of participating in and winning awards is the most satisfying medal.

But for Jiang Diezhen.

The skirt given to my grandmother was well preserved by my mother, and cherishing and cherishing it is the most tender thing.

Come to think of it, if I have a family like my sister in a few years, my mother will also reach the age of my grandmother.

The woman nodded approvingly to her, and then asked unhurriedly: "I heard that when the school recruited before, everyone in your school received an official gift from our brand, did you also receive it." ”

Jiang Diezhen did not doubt him, "Yes, there is a little bear with blue and white stripes and a heart on it." ”

She simply expressed her ability to learn and the obedience to teamwork.

At the end of the interview, Jiang Diezhen stood up.

"Don't go."

As soon as the words fell, the woman who opened her portfolio with her eyelashes drooping.

He lightly told her: "You have been recorded, follow me in the future." I am not responsible for the production of large-scale ready-to-wear, my team is designing wedding dresses and evening dresses, focusing on delicacy and luxury, I don't know if Miss Jiang is interested.

The woman stood up and introduced herself: I am Suna, and in April this year, I was awarded the National Medal of Art, the highest honor for American artists. ”

Jiang Diezhen couldn't believe her ears: "I am very willing to join your team!" ”

Her tears were about to flow.

It turned out that the moment of being selected was so worthy of surprise!

She tried not to stand up with humility or arrogance and bowed respectfully to all the interviewers.

There was a mixed-race woman with long curly hair, with a pen in her hand tucked into her breast pocket.

She smiled and said to Jiang Diezhen: "Little girl, believe in your own ability, you are worthy, Ms. Su's team needs a child like you who can cooperate, have originality and learning ability, and value feelings." ”

She saw that the girl was still nervous and restrained, standing in place.

So she eased the atmosphere: "She is admitting you now, because she is afraid that you will be snatched away by other design branches, and she doesn't dare to let you wait for the notice." You must know that Sister Na chooses people to keep improving, and you are what she values the most. ”

Several other interviewers next to him also teased each other.

Express regret that you don't get talent.

Jiang Diezhen appreciated their polite treatment.

She thanked her respectfully, took the letter of approval of the interview, and carefully closed the door and left.

A mixed-race woman with curly hair, she is a Portuguese gold medal designer, Fiona.

In Portuguese, she faced Suna, held her chin and laughed: "Caring bear? This is the kid you recruited at school last month. ”

"She was so beautiful, the moment I first came in, I thought she was downstairs interviewing a boutique fashion model, and she went to the wrong place."

Suna nodded: "No, that day, I went to guide the entries at the request of their research director, not an interview." In order to give her little bear, I ordered people to give gifts to all the students who came to participate in the recruitment at that time.

"It stands to reason that she was chosen by me a long time ago. Today I was directly escorted, and I am also very satisfied with the performance just now. ”

The man in the dark purple suit nodded in agreement and turned his pen: "I'm tired of the talent theory, and now I need to be grateful for the offspring who leads the team." ”

"The relationship with this child began two years ago."

Suna's eyes were fixed in one place, and she fell into a memory: "I just came back from a business trip to Australia at that time, and I didn't adapt to the temperature difference when I got off the plane, so I bought a few clothes at the airport. ”

"In the past, when I was wearing expensive clothes listed at luxury auction houses, students who had stubble and stubble talked to me, and there was nothing that day.

"Only she saw that I was thinly dressed and asked my teacher, are you cold?"

"At the end of the day, I was hungry and found a bowl of small wontons and hot milk tea on the table. And she stayed until the end to leave. ”

Suna sighed: "Really, don't blame me for missing it, it was too cold in Beijing that day." ”

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, your team is full of talented and proud bosses. Don't devour this kind cutie alive. ”

Fiona shook her head and smiled.

"No, didn't you notice?"

A man with glasses next to him buttoned the conference table with his fingers: "The blue and white hairband on the little girl's head, the number mark is still there." That was Mr. Jing's exclusive, a few days ago, the man was racing horses at a private racecourse in the UK, and the people in the secretary's office were sent over by plane. ”

The hearts of a group of people trembled violently.

Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing.

That man doesn't even care about their power of life and death.

"I saw it too, and I'm still wondering if I'm wrong!"

Fiora gasped in hard breath, her pupils shrunk: "That young president Jing.... Jing Luoyu? BOSS Zhipin? Sister Na, you won't train a president's wife to come out. ”

"It's fun. What is the president's wife? ”

Suna smiled amorous and sorted out the resume in her hand: "This little girl is as beautiful as an immortal, and she was ruined by being slandered for her beauty." If she brings it to me, I will make her the president of my own brand. ”

"Okay, Sister Na, robbing people with that person, I'm afraid it's not a delusional attempt to usurp power?"

"I know that I can't afford to be provoked by teasing me, and I tremble when I mention his name."

"The last time I was in the South of France for an auction, someone specifically asked me. Why can't Jing Luoyu's entries be displayed according to the relevant laws? ”

"I said you searched wrong, our boss is Ms. Zhong Jingli, her junior is naturally surnamed Zhong, and she is still one of the top ten outstanding Chinese young people in the United States."

“......”

"His younger brother, maybe after a while, will also return to China."

The interview is over.

They didn't have time to turn on their phones.

Sure enough, there was an unread email from Jing Luoyu lying quietly.

He was muted in words.

For subordinates, there is a condescending sense of coercion.

As for how to reply.

It is these arrogant design department directors who feel like walking on thin ice.

-

The interview did not end until the evening when the clouds were steaming.

Jiang Diezhen who came out of Jun'en.

I was about to tell the good news to the person who used the avatar of the snowy mountain.

I couldn't tell if it was longing or worrying, but for the first time, she had a different mood.

In front of the wedding dress window of the exhibition downstairs of Jun'en, she stood quietly, slender and beautiful.

The halo all stopped, chased her, and fell down.

The lovers enter the marriage, and the happiest scene is close at hand, only separated by a thin glass of glass.

But she waited for an expectation to be disappointed.

It turned out that the person did not go through her WeChat.

For a moment.

She felt a chill that made her heart palpitate, like last night's snow, melting at the tip of her heart.

It was as if his gentleness this morning was a void.

Is there no contact forever?

I haven't had time to be sad yet.

The phone call that sent Xiao Feng Xili bombarded in.

"Ning Ning, the pure white Napoleon you saved before, I said there was a problem!"

Feng Xili: "Are you still interviewing, don't be in a hurry, I'm already going downstairs soon, and I can't park there." You stand still, I'll pick you up. ”

"Well, I'm here, you speak." Jiang Diezhen pinched the phone and walked out.

"It has feline plague and is dying, and I can't keep it with my ocelot, and it's still in the pet hospital. Oh yes, I stopped by the Ascend Garden, where to find you. The result – and guess what? ”

The boy driving the sports car casually smoked a cigarette and stopped steadily in front of Jiang Diezhen.

He hung up the phone, his eyelids were half drooping, and he bit his cigarette and smiled: "Isn't Huang Weiyuan sharing a room with you, her furniture has been vacated by the agent, and the goods are parked downstairs." Now Sheng Su is going to live with you in order to chase you! ”

"Don't believe it, Sheng Xuan, the real grandson."

Jiang Diezhen bit her lower lip in disbelief.

Her eyelids twitched, and she wanted to open her mouth, but she couldn't say a word.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'd like to go home and have a look."

Jiang Diezhen has no choice.

"You, do you want to stay with me? Anyway, Zhou Yang won't return to China in the next two years, I'll take care of you. ”

Feng Xili stopped the car and raised his eyes to stare at her: "You see that the cat is still in the hospital, and she is homeless." Professor Jiang doesn't support you in dyeing and weaving, and your mother is allergic to cat hair. ”

"You move into my house and live with me."

He saw that Jiang Diezhen did not react.

So he got out of the car and leaned over to her.

A rebellious young man, standing downstairs in the Junen Building.

The twilight winter wind poured ferociously into his thin jacket.

He held Jiang Diezhen's wrist like using a net to catch a long-tailed butterfly that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time.

Feng Xili almost touched the tip of her nose.

Until I was sure that there was nothing else in her pupils: "I have hinted at you since I helped you raise a cat, I don't want to be your hair small." ”

He almost ran out of tricks.

Butterflies would rather dance in the snow than approach the spring he created.

"Although the cats are kept in your house, I have always had money."

Jiang Diezhen didn't understand why he would suddenly say such a thing.

She had never thought about her relationship with him.

She had always considered him a friend.

So a friend, will you take advantage of the danger of others and threaten her with imminent feelings before giving help?

"Cats don't matter, you know?"

Feng Xili ignored the fact that this was downstairs of the company.

He didn't have the heart to wait for the light to shine anymore.

When he heard that Sheng Su had moved into a shared apartment in order to pursue Jiang Diezhen, he couldn't bear it for a second.

"Ning Ning, stop torturing me."

Feng Xili approached step by step, tugging at her thin wrist: "Now only I can save you." ”

At this time, the lights are on.

It is the evening rush hour of Beijing with busy traffic and lights.

"Click-"

A sound of brakes broke the entanglement between the two.

Snow ruts are everywhere.

is like the mud and snow claws in Zhu Tingzhen's words, whose heart is messed up.

Jiang Diezhen hadn't reacted yet.

A majestic and indifferent, silent and luxurious luxury car stopped in front of you.

A man in a black suit and an expensive watch rolled down the window with a cold eyebrow.

His dark eyes swept over them, and the light of the streetlamp cast an arc of shadows under the high bridge of his nose.

That person.

- She waited a long time.

When he applied through his friend, he only got a disappointed expectation.

People sitting in the car.

It's Jing Luoyu, he's still so noble and cold.

His voice was low and hoarse: "Miss Jiang, I'll give you a ride." ”

"Who are you?"

Feng Xili was a little horizontal, and he inadvertently blocked the man's gaze staring at Jiang Diezhen.

He stiffened his neck a little crampedly: "Ning Ning, how could this person know you." ”

Jing Luoyu's thin lips were slightly raised, and she waited lazily for Jiang Diezhen.

He didn't give any charity to the unruly boy in front of him, any looks.

Jiang Diezhen seemed to be able to smell the woody light fragrance and cigar smoke in his car.

An air that makes her serene and infatuated.

She remembered this morning.

I heard it in his car, Dou Wei's "Empty Mountain".

Belongs to his casual and dangerous man's sexy.

For the first time, she had the idea of wanting to know him, and felt empty in her heart.

Like an unbridled tide, after a raging wash.

Calm beaches can no longer be restored.

It seems to approach him and understand his mysteries.

Really want to.

The courage of the superior is like an iceberg blocking the violent cold wave, and has covered all the hustle and bustle.

"Miss Jiang, we have already made an appointment, we will be the first to tell me the joy of success, right?"

Jing Luoyu's speech was indifferent and painless.

"Or you can choose between me and him."