He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

The moment I saw Mo Beizhou.

An Ning's heart skipped a beat.

On Chu Yunshen's birthday, he looked quite normal.

Just two days of absence.

How did he end up like this?

What did you do last night?

Didn't sleep all night?

Mo Beizhou only had her in his eyes. When he saw her, his eyes lit up and he walked straight towards her: "Ning'er."

An Ning's heart sank again.

His voice...

What did you do last night?

I realized that I felt sorry for him.

An Ning secretly sighed that he had no ambition, shook his head, and smiled politely: "Seventh Master."

That's what she called him when they first met.

I've been shouting for more than a year.

Mo Beizhou hung his head: "Can you not call me like that?"

An Ning did not answer, but said: "It's time for you to change your title."

His face was full of hurt.

She averted her eyes.

After Mo Beichen and Mo Beixiao got off work, they learned that Mo Beizhou had left first, so they went straight home.

Seeing An Ning sitting on the sofa petting the dog, Mo Beixiao joked, "I was wondering why my Xiao Qi was in such a hurry to get off work. So it turns out that Miss An is here?"

An Ning greeted him with a smile and didn't respond to his words.

Mo Beixiao seemed to be just joking and did not continue the topic.

After dinner.

Qiao Wangshu took An Ning to her studio.

An Ning picked out two of her new works.

Every one of her works is worth collecting.

The two girls chatted for a while upstairs.

When An Ning left, it was completely dark.

Mo Beixiao saw her out.

The others wisely didn't follow.

An Ning's car was parked in the yard of the main villa.

Mo Beizhou followed her. She unlocked the car and he begged, "Ning'er, can I...can I hug you?"

An Ning opened the car door.

Silent refusal.

Mo Beizhou did not give up, and begged even more humbly: "Then can you hug me?"

His voice was extremely hoarse.

The cold wind of the winter night blew his curly hair all over. He didn't even wear a coat to keep warm before going out, and only wore a thin suit. His tall figure was exposed to the sharp cold wind, and the bright yellow light in the yard enveloped him. His eyes were red, and his lips were also red. In his tired eyes, there seemed to be crystal tears.

He looked at her eagerly.

As if begging his owner not to abandon his little puppy.

The whole person seemed to be about to fall apart.

An Ning tightened her grip on the car keys, her heart beating faster and faster.

The north wind howls.

It seems to be wailing.

An Ning stood there for two minutes, but ultimately his request was not met.

He got into his car cruelly.

Get started quickly.

Mo Beizhou stood in the wind.

Her car drove out of sight.

His eyes went dark for a few moments, and his tall and thin figure shook violently.

The intense pain in my heart spread throughout my body.

He turned back to the house in a daze, said hello to everyone else, and then drove back to his newly bought small apartment.

Look at him.

Qiao Wangshu, Mo Beichen and Mo Beixiao were all very worried.

Took a shower and lay in bed.

Qiao Wangshu heard from Mo Beichen that Mo Beizhou had bought a house outside and would live there from now on.

The couple talked for a while before going to bed.

You can't avoid Mo Beizhou and An Ning.

Broke my heart.

Wednesday.

Qiao Wangshu arranged an interview with the job applicant.

The first person to arrive was a man in his forties named Yu Jinhuai, who was interviewing for the position of studio manager. He graduated from a management undergraduate program, and was dressed in a neat Mao suit, with a righteous demeanor. According to his self-introduction, he had been the manager of a cheongsam custom shop. Although he was not a craftsman, he had eight years of experience in store management. He was well-spoken and gentle, giving people a sense of neither arrogance nor impatience, neither hasty nor slow.

The position of studio manager is mainly responsible for the overall scheduling of the studio and communicating with customers. It requires high emotional intelligence, patience, stress resistance and communication skills.

Qiao Wangshu mainly does private customization, and the clients he faces are high-end and must be very picky. Therefore, he has high requirements for the studio manager, after all, some clients are really difficult to deal with. It's better to meet those who are purely picky, but I'm afraid of those who are amateurs guiding experts. They clearly don't know anything, but they want to get involved in everything.

The most important thing for a manager is to have a good temper!

Qiao Wangshu plans to recruit a studio manager to be responsible for the dispatch of all parties. A network operator to be responsible for the operation of the online video account. A cameraman to be responsible for filming and editing. Two human resources specialists to be responsible for the subsequent personnel dispatch. Two business specialists to be responsible for maintaining customers. One finance and three logistics staff. Two cleaners, eight security guards, two clerks, and two front desk staff. A number of other staff members engaged in intangible cultural heritage crafts and a number of apprentices...

The studio is just getting started.

Many things cannot be accomplished in one step.

You have to take it slow.

After talking with Yu Jinhuai, Qiao Wangshu felt that he had good abilities and conversation skills, and most importantly, he had a very good temper and patience. Qiao Wangshu was not the kind of person who liked to waste other people's time. He would tell people the recruitment results on the spot and would not let them go home and wait for the results.

Qiao Wangshu is cheerful.

Yu Jinhuai didn't act in a pretentious manner.

Then we discussed issues such as salary and benefits.

Subsequently.

Qiao Wangshu interviewed other job applicants.

Been busy all day.

the next day.

The studio began the final preparations.

According to the current progress, we should be able to cut the ribbon and open the business on time on the auspicious day calculated by Master Zhiquan.

Friday.

More than half a month had passed since the last time Old Lady Li called to question her.

Li Tingchuan had agreed with Shen Ruoyan last night that he would take her to the Li family's old house after get off work today.

Shen Ruoyan was in a restless mood the whole day.

Nervous and anxious.

There is still a little bit of expectation.

Five p.m.

Li Tingchuan's car was parked in the underground parking lot of Shen Group.

The two are still in a secret relationship and have not officially announced their relationship.

After get off work, Shen Ruoyan took the elevator directly down to the basement floor.

Got in the car.

Li Tingchuan held her little hand and asked, "Are you tired?"

Shen Ruoyan shook her head: "Not tired, Tingchuan, let's go to the mall first. I know grandpa and grandma don't need anything, but this is my first time going there, I can't go empty-handed, buy some gifts."

"Okay." Li Tingchuan loved her so much because she was so considerate and sensible. He hugged her in his arms and kissed her for a while.

The two went to the nearest shopping mall.

Li Tingchuan called the old house in the morning and wanted to take Shen Ruoyan back home. It would be too embarrassing if grandparents were not at home. And informing the parents in advance was also a respect for them.

The car drove all the way from the city to the suburbs.

Shen Ruoyan was visibly getting more and more nervous.

Li Tingchuan hugged her and said in a sweet and doting voice, "Don't be nervous. My grandparents don't eat people. Your face is so pale now. I'm really afraid that you will faint from nervousness."

Shen Ruoyan leaned in his arms, trying to calm her uneasy heartbeat: "I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while."