Good men don't marry wealthy families

Yi Duoyan was so frightened that he seemed to turn eighty times on the spot, dizzy and almost fainted.

Xiao Lin made coffee for him attentively: "How is it?"

Others are sober after drinking coffee, but Yi Duoyan is confused after drinking coffee: "You must not hide it. If their company finds out that you will be fired, you will have to pay liquidated damages. Cars and houses are linked to second-hand agents, and even the puppet Samoyed at home is hung up on idlers. Fish, do you want to buy it?"

"I just want to make an appointment with you, I don't want to spend money, do you know how expensive eye cream is now?" Xiaolin's money is spent on makeup and skin care, spending money is equivalent to disfigurement, "Forget it, you treat me did not ask."

Yi Duoyan added another four packs of sugar, and after a mess, Xiao Lin took the opportunity to throw a dozen or so winks of "Young people are delicious and not afraid of getting fat".

He took it back to the clothing department, waited for half an hour, and went to see Buddha.

When Yi Duoyan entered the office, there was still one person standing in front of the desk.Seeing someone coming in, the man turned his head away with teary eyes and red nose.He knew a designer who was famous in the early years, but had no results for several years in a row.

In this line of work, there are waves ahead and waves behind, and I don't know when I will be overwhelmed.Those who do it for a lifetime are very rare, and those who fight for a moment will squeeze their heads.

Buddha raised his hand a little: "Just wait a little longer."

Yi Duoyan counted to [-] seconds without daring to breathe, and the door was knocked again, not much more leisurely than the vegetable market. Jo squeezed her head in first, pretending to be cute: "Buddha, you are looking for me." Seeing Yi Duoyan, her smiling eyes became defiant.

Without raising his head, Buddha threw out a folder: "Look for yourself."

Yi Duoyan and Jo looked at each other, neither could tolerate the other, Jo took the first step to open it in his hand, and Yi Duoyan leaned over.The one on the left is that he has handed over to the proofing room, and the one on the right is Jo’s. This placement is for comparison, and it must be one of the two in the end.

Yi Duoyan was dumbfounded, he only had this one, so he still has to be eliminated?This ill-fated one is still going to be killed.

Upon closer inspection, it became apparent that the two pieces of clothing collided with the elements.

Yi Duoyan finalized a button to soften the details, almost reducing the seriousness of the suit to zero. Jo has already decorated it with a row of buckles, which is very lively. At first glance, I must be handsome when I wear it.

Buddha said coldly: "The theme of this exhibition is unique, you two can discuss it yourself."

He didn't say to leave, no one dared to leave, but told them to discuss on the spot and come to a conclusion on the spot.

From the corner of Yi Duoyan's eyes, he displayed the power of 120 points, calculated the total price for the odds and ends in the office, and resisted the impulse.Yes, he suspected that Jo had plagiarized again, but this time it was so good that he couldn't even say it.Yi Duoyan coughed dryly: "This is the result of the last modification, I will not change it, this design is the core of the whole suit."

Jo gave him a strange look, snapped the folder shut, and put it back on the desktop: "I won't change it either."

Buddha seems to have expected this result, and the designers are all bullish.He slowly screwed on the Montblanc Meisterstuck pen cap, and swept the two of them with raised eyes: "Only one can be left, according to the rules, first come, first served; as for the finished product, Yi Duoyan's is more in line with the requirements."

Yi Duoyan closed her thin lips tightly, pressed her tongue between her teeth, and didn't say a word. Jo's at first glance looked like a spider with many eyes, and she didn't have long legs.

Jo nodded: "OK."

"You go back first, Yi Duoyan stay here." Foye threw the folder aside, judging from the documents waiting to be read on his desk, it is estimated that he will not be lucky again.

There were only two people left in the office. Foye held the pen and tapped the table regularly.There is no sand in the eyes of the glass desk, and the scenery under the desk is unobstructed. The buckskin high-heeled shoes are pointed and thin, like a pair of elegant weapons.

He seemed to be waiting for Jo to walk away, and then he said, "Jo doesn't have your aura, but he is more stable than you. At least he doesn't know how to make prototypes and change them again and again. If you can learn his stability, you will be more advanced. There are more than ten floors. Although he is pressing the deadline, he has more qualified numbers than you."

Yi Duoyan looked down at his fingers, thinking of the dean of the high school, and went back to the past in a reflex arc, almost typing the report "I didn't doze off" by mistake.The dean treats the students as donkeys that have to move forward. The Buddha probably hates iron and steel for him.

For the first time, Buddha showed a smile of pity: "This press conference, you go with me. Wear better clothes, or I won't let you get in the car. I hope this time it's not just to encourage you. And don't talk nonsense , otherwise I should blame me for being biased, go out."

What kind of treatment is it to share a car with Buddha!It's no less than exploring the streets!

Yi Duoyan walked out of the office with light steps.

Fashionable people have a good set, hairstyle, clothing, accessories are indispensable, ankle socks, and underwear flickering when bending over, just pick out one casually, it can instantly kill 90.00% of people .

The people around wished that he was a well-crafted treasure, so Yi Duoyan relied on his natural skin all day long to control all kinds of basketball shoes, big pants and Taobao T-shirts.

Yi Duoyan still kept the Buddha's point in mind every word, thinking about how to dress while thinking about how to be prudent.

Has he ever been steady?

His center of gravity is more stable than other children, Zamabu is always the last one to fall.

When he was a child, he was obsessed with martial arts for a while, and wanted to learn some kung fu to return home, so that he could kill the dogs and men who occupied his house with one palm.Thinking about it later, a dog, a man and a woman, and a pair of baby dragons and phoenixes, they can't be crushed to death again, and he has to feed them with feces and piss, that's not worth the loss.

Parents are also the children's debt, and Yi Duoyan's failure to become a martial arts master is all due to retribution.

Horse stance is the basic skills of martial arts practitioners, and designers also have basic skills.So Yi Duoyan practiced the basics for several days in a row, and almost forgot how to spell "basic"!

Seventy to eighty percent of his skin had recovered, and Yi Duoyan had the cheek to tell Pei Jizhou that it was time for him to go to work.He held his chest up and said that the company couldn't operate without him, the boss was killing him and making continuous calls, and the whole company was full of cubs waiting for him to nurture.

Moreover, Pei Jizhou is troublesome to swear at people hundreds of miles away. He didn't point his nose and swear in front of his face. It's better for everyone to go back to each company and find their own bosses—or become bosses.

Pei Jizhou looked at the mountain of documents on the table, and then at the pile of documents under the table. The double living room with north-south transparency and unlimited lighting has become a sea of ​​A4 paper, which is called a magnificent scene.

The secretary only delivers but not accepts, and Aunt Li is only responsible for laundry, cleaning and meals.Strictly perform their own duties, and no one is willing to intervene generously.

——The secretary looked down on the nanny with a platinum bag, which made her no longer have the face to carry Hermes, and wasted hundreds of thousands in vain. Aunt Li, a nanny with a platinum bag, watched a lot of domestic dramas, looked down on big breasts and no brains (in my opinion) secretary.

After a while, Pei Jizhou pointed at his index finger aggrievedly: "Well, I'm actually quite happy to be with you these few days."

So every day after the driver sent Yi Duoyan downstairs to the company, Yi Duoyan took the bus card and bought a wide-brimmed hat and sunscreen sleeves at the supermarket on the first day, and went straight to the parks the rest of the time.

Yi Duoyan shoots a shot and changes places, and never stays in the same park for two days, lest the uncle and aunt who never miss work comeo as a matchmaker, or call the police as a pervert.

Once he went to the blind date corner by mistake, and was almost cut up by the uncle and aunt, and his heart was broken when he came out.

The park is lined with trees and is a good place to play without spending money.Yi Duoyan found a shady tree with a natural air outlet, yawned profusely, and took a nap on his back.

In a daze, it felt like a stick was being stuck next to him.Tall and muscular, he still doesn't move when poked with a finger.

Yi Duoyan opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Pei Jizhou's shirt, trousers and leather shoes, the shirt rolled up to the elbow, poked there like a banner, flying high in the wind, with many aunts behind him watching constantly.His eyes were dark and bright, and there was a faint joy in the depths: "Why are you here?"

Pei Jizhou was condescending, with the corners of his mouth flying: "The secretariat went to the bank to do business, looked at the portrait halfway, and took a picture and came back. When I saw you sneaking into the park, I ran over quickly."

"Fuck, you think I'm coming to the Comrade Park, why are my thoughts so dirty." Yi Duoyan grunted, patted his buttocks, and muttered, "If I want to come, I will come at night."

"..." Pei Jizhou had never been covered with such a big hat in his life. He straightened the flying "hat" on top of his head, squinted his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Have you been here?"

Yi Duoyan was stunned, stood at attention, looked left and right, shook his head like a rattle for a while: "...that must have never been here before."

Not long ago, he slandered Pei Jizhou all over, with a guilty conscience, but on the surface he was obedient and outrageous.

Pei Jizhou was also in a good mood, and sat next to his lap, like a big cat clinging to its owner.He patted the grass again, the meaning was too obvious.

The good afternoon was wasted by the two young people again.

Yi Duoyan is more strict with others and more lenient with himself: "Aren't you going to work?"

Under the sun, his skin was translucent, showing a golden luster.Pei Jizhou asked back, "Aren't you going to work?"

Yi Duoyan dug out the carbon lead in the painting book, he was obedient and well-behaved: "Draw pictures, draw pictures, my job is to draw pictures."

He painted non-stop, his efficiency soared into the sky, and he completed the amount for several days in a row.It’s nothing more than that the supervisor next to him is comparable to Yang Bailao, if he paints a little slower, he will receive aggressive looks of “You have time to be dazed or to accompany me”.

The sun is setting, and Yi Duoyan's inspiration will be exhausted.

The old man who guards the gate is off work, and the small stalls and hawkers occupy the entrance and exit. The stalls with strong mobility are brave enough to push in and open their business by the Swan Lake, which is a must for tourists.

There was an old man with a hunchback, as if carrying a mountain on his back. He wore a Chinese tunic suit in summer, buttoned up tightly. He wore a pair of handmade cloth shoes with blown edges on his feet, and carried a load of handwoven small cages for brown leaf grasshoppers and sparrows on his shoulders.

The exquisite handwork is vivid, which is too rare these days. Yi Duoyan was stunned to see it, and Pei Jizhou was fascinated by it.

When Yi Duoyan was young, he went to the temple fair with his mother during the Chinese New Year. He really bought a lot. He stood up and stretched his arms and legs: "Let's go, buy one?"

Pei Jizhou excitedly followed: "I remember when I was young, one year during the Chinese New Year, someone gave me one, and then the nanny threw it away as garbage, and I searched the garbage collection station but couldn't find it."

Yi Duoduo did not mention "others". At that time, Duoduo was Xiao Douding. He was a half-grown kid, and he was embarrassed to receive gifts for nothing. He hugged Xiao Duoduo and kissed him several times.It’s okay if you don’t mention it, but if you mention it, recalling the past, the turbulent years will be thick even if they are not thick.

"..." The corners of Yi Duoyan's mouth twitched, "Working in your house has been a bad luck for eight lifetimes, and those who celebrate Chinese New Year don't watch the Spring Festival Gala, but hang out with garbage."

Yi Duoyan squatted down, just at the same height as the hunchbacked old man. He was afraid that the old man would be hard of hearing, so he deliberately asked loudly: "Grandpa, how do you sell grasshoppers?"

The old man had good ears, and stretched out his hand like chicken feet: "Five yuan."

Yi Duoyan put on the phone: "Give me one."

The old man waved his hands desperately: "No mobile phone, no mobile phone..."

He repeated it several times palely, the more he spoke, the weaker he became, and at the same time he raised his head almost collapsed.The fundus of the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which should be cataracts.

Yi Duoyan understood, no wonder people stopped to ask from time to time, but none were sold, many small things in the burden were dry and yellow, the age and the passage of time could not keep up with the speed of technology.He looked at Pei Jizhou helplessly: "Have you brought cash?"

Pei Jizhou touched his trouser pocket, his trousers were almost stretched on his body, and the traces of his fingers' dexterity could be clearly seen, he probably was even more unwilling: "No."

"Forget it, let's go." Yi Duoyan walked a few steps, and found that Pei Jizhou hadn't followed. He turned his head and saw that Pei Jizhou walked back and forth. This is really... such a big kid.

He sighed, "Okay."

Yi Duoyan threw his schoolbag on the grass by the lake, clapped his hands, cleared his throat, and said in a loud voice, "Come and take a look, sketch a full-body portrait in Q version, and you will be charged ten yuan per person. It doesn't look good, you don't need money, it looks good. Give more money as appropriate! Ten yuan is not too little, and one hundred is not too much! There is no back cover, and orders are limited, and there is no such shop beyond this village! Only cash, change only!"

Pei Jizhou: "..."