Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Weiwei didn't have a lunch break recently, so she sat at the workbench after eating, holding a piece of jade, and gesticulating on the pattern.

Li Baihan looked at the freshness, packed the insulated bucket, wiped the water from his hands, and leaned against the workbench.

The man is tall and has long legs, so he has a strong sense of presence when he stops here. Song Weiwei glanced at him, "Aren't you going to work this afternoon?"

Before Li Baihan went to the United States, he planned to move his business to Jiangcheng. For this reason, Jiangcheng welcomed him very much and granted him a piece of valuable land in the west of the city at a low price, allowing him to build the largest CBD commercial complex in Jiangcheng.

Fortunately, he followed her to the United States with nothing to achieve, and the back and forth was probably delayed for more than a month. I don't know if the land granted to him can build the commercial complex that the city leaders want.

"I'll go in a while, I just finished lunch, I'll take a break." Li Baihan looked down at her, she put on goggles, the eyes behind the lenses were like an ancient well without waves, beautiful and quiet.

Her eyes were always ruthless and desireless, even when she was deeply emotional last night, she didn't see any waves in her eyes, which made him feel very frustrated.

He raised his hand and put it in front of her goggles, blocking her cold eyes, "I'll lie down on the sofa for a while, call me at two o'clock."

Song Weiwei looked at his back as he turned and left, "It will be very noisy when I turn on the machine."

It means let him find a quiet place to sleep.

Li Baihan had already walked to the sofa, looked up at her before lying down, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of noise."

After speaking, he took off his suit jacket and put it on his body, resting his head on the armrest of the sofa, and fell asleep like that.

Song Weiwei: "..."

Li Baihan is not such a careless person, she remembered that he used to have a problem with choosing seats, and he would not be able to fall asleep if he did not lie on the bed during the afternoon nap.

She didn't care about him. Some people just sleep on the sofa if they like to sleep on it. Anyway, it's not her who wakes up with a backache. She turned her attention back to the jade in her hand.

The jade material is not of the highest quality. From a cross-section, you can see some impurities occasionally. The other party asked her to make a jade ruyi, saying that it would be consecrated in the temple after it was finished, and then put it at home to keep the family safe and happy.

The rich families in Jiangcheng are a bit superstitious. When buying a house, you have to ask the Fengshui master to come and see it. Even the name is given by the master in the temple.

It is quite common to bring a Jade Ruyi to consecrate and come to the town house. The pattern of Jade Ruyi is cloud pattern on one side and lotus on the other side, which has a very good meaning.

After the drawings were drawn, cutting, engraving and grinding were the big things. She used a marker pen to mark the jade material according to the proportions, but there was no sound.

Even if someone said she wasn't afraid of making noise, she still subconsciously kept silent, as a reward for someone's hard work last night.

Time passed quickly, and it was two o'clock in a short while. Li Baihan really fell asleep and had a short dream.

In the dream, he went back to seven years ago, he forced her to divorce, and then watched her fall into the cliff with his car, and he was heartbroken in pain.

"Song Weiwei, I won't let you die!"

The man sat up with a growl, startled Song Weiwei who was already standing by the sofa and was about to wake him up, and the two looked at each other.

Li Baihan read a trace of fear from his round eyes, he wiped his face, "Is it two o'clock?"

"Well, I was about to call you, you..." Song Weiwei hesitated, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Li Baihan's legs were on the ground. He was tall and was already longer than the sofa. He didn't take off his leather shoes just now. He stood up and swept around the office.

"What are you looking for?"

When Li Baihan saw the bathroom, he walked straight there. Song Weiwei said, "There are disposable toiletries in the bathroom."

After a while, there was the sound of water in the bathroom. Song Weiwei walked to the workbench and sat down. She picked up the goggles, and Li Baihan's heart-piercing growl was still echoing in her ears.

What did he dream about?

Li Baihan came out of the bathroom, his hair on the sideburns was dripping wet, he saw Song Weiwei absent-mindedly playing with a carving knife, he walked over.

Song Weiwei put down the carving knife and stood up, seeing that his expression was normal, "Are you leaving?"

Before the words were finished, the man grabbed her shoulders and hugged her into his arms. He hugged her tightly with both hands, so tight that there was no air between them.

A deep and sexy male voice sounded beside her ears, "I really want to turn you into a small person the size of a palm, I will carry you with me wherever I go."

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, "I'm afraid that won't work."

The man's arms tightened a little more, and he finally let go when he was about to hurt her. He said, "I know it won't work, just thinking about it."

Probably even thinking about it is an extravagant wish.

Song Weiwei patted him on the back, "Okay, stop being coquettish, or we'll have dinner if we don't leave."

Only then did Li Baihan reluctantly let her go, he looked down at her, "I'll pick you up tonight."

"No need..." Before Song Weiwei could finish her refusal, Li Baihan lowered his head, his cold lips met Song Weiwei's slightly parted lips, and as he thought, he broke into his teeth and licked his tongue.

Song Weiwei didn't expect him to kiss as soon as he said it, and she froze in place for a while, until a slight tingle came from her lips. It was someone who was dissatisfied with her distraction and bit her lightly.

Her lips were soft and sweet, with the aroma of coffee that could drive him crazy.

Song Weiwei's eyes were wide open, like a frightened rabbit, Li Baihan let her go with a smile, smacking the sweet taste on his lips and teeth, his eyes were like hooks and arrows, firmly nailing Song Weiwei to the center of his field of vision.

"I'll pick you up at night." After finishing speaking, he leaned over and planted a hot kiss on her forehead, and left without waiting for her reaction.

Song Weiwei froze by the sofa until the sound of footsteps behind her, she turned her head abruptly, and saw Xiao Lin poking in secretly, with a wicked smile on her lips.

"Boss, I didn't bother you, I swear!" Xiao Lin raised his hands to make an oath, but the snickering in the corner of his mouth betrayed her.

Song Weiwei gave her a sideways look, and walked towards the workbench, but her legs became weak, and she almost fell when she moved. Xiao Lin hurriedly supported her, and the smile in his eyes was even wider.

"I often read novels, saying that the male protagonist can kiss the female protagonist until their legs become weak. I thought they were lying. Now that I read it, Mr. Li's kissing skills are top-notch." Xiao Lin teased.

Song Weiwei slapped her hand away shyly, "You talk a lot, why don't you find a boyfriend to fall in love at such an age, and read novels and drink poison to quench your thirst all day long? What does other people's sweet love have to do with you?"

Xiao Lin said with a bitter face, "Boss, you poke my sore spots, single dogs have human rights."

Song Weiwei: "..."

After all, Song Weiwei was a little concerned about being seen by her subordinates about such a private matter. She is not a person who likes to put her private life in the open.

What's more, Li Baihan frequently appeared in front of the people around him, if they stopped seeing each other in the future, it would be very troublesome, right?
She regretted going back to Jiangcheng now. If she had been in Beicheng and left after she became pregnant, Li Baihan would not be able to integrate into her life so much.

Today, their relationship is seen as lovers in the eyes of others.

But are they lovers?
She closed her eyes, "Is the interviewer here?"

"Here, I've been waiting in the small conference room. Boss, do you want to call them over?" Xiao Lin was furious. Since Xu Jiahui left, the last sculptor attached to Muyi Studio has left. This is the first time. Someone is applying.

Song Weiwei shook her head, and pulled out a stack of A4 paper from the desk, with printed questions on it, "Send them the test papers and let them do it."

Kobayashi widened his eyes, "Is it really an exam?"

"Well, the interview is not only an interview, but also a test." Song Weiwei nodded. The questions are not difficult, mainly to judge the character from the other party's answers.

Xiao Lin took the test paper and left. Song Weiwei sat back at the workbench and began to cut the jade material. She concentrated on it. The blade passed through the jade material, and countless powders flew out, and soon her eyes were blank.

About half an hour later, Xiao Lin brought the paper over, and Song Weiwei took off her goggles, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and then walked to the small conference room with the paper.

There were five sculptors sitting in the conference room, all of them were around thirty years old. Song Weiwei's eyes fell on each other's hands, she swept over them lightly, then closed her eyes slightly, and sat down on the head.

The interview took a long time. After the interview was over, Song Weiwei stood up and said politely: "I understand everyone's information and needs. I will think about it later. Please go back and wait for the news. No matter whether you are admitted or not within two days, you will be admitted." inform everybody."

Xiao Lin stood at the door and sent someone downstairs for Song Weiwei.

Song Weiwei took the test paper back to the office, and after a while Xiao Lin came back, looking at Song Weiwei excitedly, "Boss, is there any suitable one?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "They are all graduates majoring in jewelry. They have been engaged in the jewelry industry for many years, and three of them can't even tell the size of the carving knife. Although our studio sells jewelry, most of the customers we find want to carve big ones. Objects, professional inappropriate."

Kobayashi felt melancholy for a while, "In recent years, there have been fewer people learning sculpture. Only by being at the top in this industry can they make money. Even if many people like sculpture, it is difficult for them to persevere until they become teachers."

She has been working as a receptionist at Muyi Studio for two or three years, and the engraver she was affiliated with also took apprentices, but it didn't take long for her to give up and refuse to come.

Song Weiwei said lightly: "If you survive the loneliness, you will finally see the flowers bloom."

Xiao Lin nodded, "Then I'll continue posting recruitment information... But boss, don't you consider taking two apprentices? If you have apprentices, it shouldn't be as hard as it is now."

Song Weiwei glanced at her, "It's not so easy to accept apprentices, let's choose a famous sculptor."

"Then why don't we invite back the sculptor who was previously named here?" Xiao Lin suggested.

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, her face darkened, "In times of crisis, there is no one left. Even if such a person is invited back, next time we encounter trouble, he will run far away."

"Well, the boss is right, I will listen to the boss." Xiao Lin said sweetly.

Song Weiwei waved her hand, Xiao Lin understood, turned around and left.

Song Weiwei sat down with her resume. There is still a big difference between carving and jewelry. Carving requires one person to complete the finished product from drawing to polishing, while making jewelry may be a certain process and does not need to make a finished product.

After a long time, she sighed and put her resume into the shredder. She still has to continue recruiting. The carving market is very small, so she has to find time to go to the antique street. Maybe she will meet a folk master who is hidden in the city. .

Thinking of this, she didn't continue to entangle, got up and continued to carve Yu Ruyi.

*
Lin Yu's studio was gloomy, as if it was in the same situation as Muyi's studio a few months ago. At that time, no one thought that Song Weiyi would be able to help Muyi's studio.

Many people even secretly laughed at it. After all, in the field of sculpture, if you don't have ten or eight years of experience, you don't dare to become a teacher casually. Now it seems that you have to say that Master Mu Yi has a good vision.

Everyone thought he picked the most useless heir, but unexpectedly picked the most useful one. Seeing that the threshold of Muyi's studio is about to be trampled, and looking at the desertedness of Lin Yu's studio, it was suddenly bleak .

Lin Yu has been struggling to make ends meet recently, and the property manager just came to ask about this year's property management fee and rent. ran away?
She drove away the staff of the property, and heard the conversations of her staff when she went out.

"Muyi Studio is very prosperous recently. I went to see a pair of earrings last month. I was not willing to buy them at the time. I happened to go shopping there last night. I will go to see them again and they will be gone. Together with the jade pendant I saw last time. Not anymore."

"Yeah, the earrings and jade pendants made by their studio are very exquisite. The key is the limited edition. When you go out, you will definitely not bump into the model, and they will maintain their value."

"If you come back with a world championship, your work will also retain its value. Ah, I really want to work in Muyi's studio. Our studio hasn't taken orders for a long time. Do you think it will go bankrupt?"

"Keep your voice down, you won't be afraid of offending Mrs. Lin if you say this, she will let you go home and eat yourself after a while."

"What are you afraid of? She is inferior to others. She automatically retired in the second round. To put it bluntly, she retired. I don't know what happened during the competition... Lin, Teacher Lin..." The person who spoke suddenly His face turned pale, and he looked at Lin Yu who appeared like a ghost.

Lin Yu looked at the two people who were gossiping expressionlessly, and said gloomily, "Dare to chew your tongue behind my back, it seems that you are too idle, if you don't want to do it, get out!"

The two looked terrified, and Lin Yu has become more moody recently, sometimes looking at them with scary eyes, and now she pointed at her nose and scolded her.

These two people still have a bit of backbone, so they don't want to do it now, especially now that they don't have any clients, and their work is too boring, so they simply resigned.

Driven away the two gossiping staff, Lin Yu became more and more angry as she thought about it. She deliberately drove around the square in front of Mu Yi's studio yesterday evening. It was so late, and there were endless customers in the studio store.

Especially the banner at the door is simply dazzling.

If it wasn't for Song Weiwei, she would have won back the ranking in the international sculpture competition. She stole her honor!
Lin Yu became more angry and hated, remembering that Miao Yiren hadn't called her for several days, she dialed angrily, and after a while, the phone was connected, and she asked very rudely: "Miss Miao, aren't you going to deal with Song Weiyi?" So, if there is no news for a few days, do you plan to give up?"