The Pillow of the Bad President

Time passed by, and the sun outside the window was also getting shorter by inches.

After talking on the phone with Qin Huainian, Hao Yan sat on the sofa in the office and waited.

Knees close together, hands clasped on the knees, eyes looking in the direction of the elevator at the door.

Susan was buried in front of the desk, thinking for a long time but couldn't find a solution, and she was very devastated.

She looked up at Hao Yan.

Before hearing the phone call between Hao Yan and Qin Huainian, Susan asked uncertainly, "Swallow, are you really planning to redesign?"

Hao Yan nodded, "Well, I want to try it."

She has great expectations for Fashion Week.

Not only is it an opportunity to show her own designs, but she also shoulders the responsibility for the development of the studio. If she is absent in the end, it will be an eternal regret in her heart.

If there is a slight possibility, Hao Yan doesn't want to give up easily.

Susan was not too optimistic, and sighed, "I don't know if your President Qin will be able to convince Mr. Lu to agree to cooperate in the end."

Before she finished speaking, Hao Yan who was on the sofa suddenly stood up.

Susan looked up and saw a tall figure in a black suit striding out of the elevator.

Qin Huainian had two long legs and walked very quickly.

Ren Wu, who followed behind, was left several steps behind.

Almost at the door, Hao Yan greeted her.

When Qin Huainian saw her, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He turned around, took all the things in Ren Wu's hand, and said to her, "Hao Yan, these are some of the works that Mr. Lu has won awards in his life. He agreed to cooperate and is willing to license his calligraphy and painting works." form for you"

In his hands are several round long tubes, made of black leather, which seem to be tools for painting.

Hao Yan carefully opened the long tube, and there was indeed a picture scroll inside, which was very precious.

Her eyes were bright, like falling stars.

Hao Yan looked at him in surprise and excitement, "Really, Qin Huainian, you can do anything."

The corners of Qin Huainian's lips curled deeper.

She looked at him with joy and admiration, and his heart trembled.

Qin Huainian couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth.

See here for Susan ""

In public places, take care of the mood of being single.

Ren Wu looked calm, and got used to it.

Hao Yan's ears were hot, she pushed him away, and still asked him in surprise, "Qin Huainian, how did you move Mr. Lu? He was very firm before."

Qin Huainian's brows were lazy, "I have known Mr. Lu for more than 20 years. I have learned calligraphy from him since I was very young, so it is easier for me to ask him for help. These calligraphy and paintings are also given to me by him. Do you remember being the first to come to me when something happens?"

"Yeah." Hao Yan rolled her eyes.

Holding the calligraphy and painting in her arms, she suddenly rekindled her hope.

Qin Huainian raised his hand and touched her face, "Now that Mr. Lu has calligraphy and paintings, are you sure you can come out and design them?"

Hao Yan looked firm, "Well, I believe I can"

After a pause, she continued, "However, I have to hurry up now. I'm going to work overtime in the studio tonight, and I don't know when it will end. Qin Huainian, you should go back early. Remember to help me at the hospital." I'll talk to Tangtang"

Qin Huainian said, "Good"

Time is running out and every second must be raced against.

"Then I'll go first." After Hao Yan finished speaking, she ran into the office with her calligraphy and painting in her arms.

Susan leaves the office to her.

In order to create a quiet design environment for her, other staff were ordered not to approach the area around the office.

Hao Yan pulled out the chair and sat in front of the desk.

She carefully opened Lu Lao's calligraphy and painting.

Qin Huainian went out in person, got Lu Lao's consent, and was very sincere. All he brought to her were his famous calligraphy and painting works.

When Hao Yan was the source of inspiration for the works in the exhibition, she had learned about all of Lu Cheng's works with her heart, and she was still looking at them attentively.

After pondering for a long time, she sat up straight.

When she clenched the pen tightly, the tip of the pen seemed to have life, drawing on the paper.

Hao Yan entered the stage of ecstasy.

The setting sun outside the window has long been replaced by moonlight, and time is passing by the tip of the pen.

When Hao Yan raised her head from the drawing, the light above her head was still on, but the bright sunlight outside had already filled every corner of the room.

She sat in the light and shadow, her whole body was covered with a layer of light golden glow.

Hao Yan turned her sore and stiff cervical spine.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and her eyes were brightly colored.

She did it.

Hao Yan stood up, and she walked to the table next to her. Susan, who was discussing with her last night, was lying there, with two soaked instant noodle boxes in front of her, and she fell asleep because she couldn't hold on.

She called softly twice, "Susan, Susan"

Susan straightened her messy short hair and asked confusedly, "Well, what time is it?"

Hao Yan glanced at her watch and replied with a smile, "It's 2:10 in 30 minutes."

Susan gradually came back to reality from the dream, looked at the smiling Hao Yan in front of her, and reacted slowly and asked, "Ah, Yanzi, your design draft is finished."

Hao Yan nodded slightly with her mouth turned up, "Well, all the paintings are finished, I checked it again for the last time, you can confirm again"

Susan heard this and ran over quickly.

When she saw the dazzling designs on the table, her eyes widened in surprise, "My God, you actually finished it, it's amazing, my vision is right, you are a born fashion designer"

After going through all the design drawings again, Susan still felt incredible.

This is an almost impossible task.

Even if it was her, who entered the industry longer than Hao Yan, she couldn't do it.

Susan couldn't restrain her excitement, "Swallow, your design this time is even more perfect than the previous ones. I can guarantee that tomorrow's fashion week will be amazing. I have to hurry up and finish the follow-up work."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly rushed out of the office.

Hao Yan's face was also filled with joy.

She also walked out of the office. There was a reflector next to the wall, and when she passed by, her face was reflected in it.

I haven't slept all night, I'm tired, and I have dark circles under my eyes.

The deposits in the fundus are deep, but the eyes are bright.

On a new day, the employees of the studio have all come to work, and in the front cubicle, everyone is seriously busy.

At this time, Hao Yan really wanted to share the good news with Qin Huainian as soon as possible.

She stepped out of the office with a sudden pause.

On the round sofa in the leisure area outside, a man in a black suit sat on it, his tall figure couldn't be concealed.

A slightly bent arm is supporting the side of the face. His facial features are sharp and angular. Platinum-rimmed glasses are on the bridge of his nose. His eyes are closed behind the lenses. On his chin, there is a blue stubble that just grew out overnight.