The design director skipped work

From this day on, Xia Shi also joined the early-rising team of the convention and exhibition center, yawning and standing at the gate of the publicity office at six o'clock every morning, waiting for the bus.

In the next few days, Wu Zheng and Ziqing will be in charge of the exhibition hall, and Jiang Heng and Xiao Liu will be in charge of the meeting.

Although it seems that the amount of work for the conference is not as large as the renovation of the exhibition hall, in fact, there are many broken things.

The meeting is implemented on an individual basis, and each representative can make no mistakes. They help lay carpets, set up screens, set up tables, lay out tablecloths, set up chairs, print name tags, check the final number of people with each unit, buy tea and water to wash cups, Try the wheat and the computer...

There are all kinds of things that make people worry, and none of them can be missed.

There are often some very strange problems. For example, the day before the exhibition, Jiang Heng went to check the supporting facilities and found that there was no water supply in the toilet.

"Fuck!" The director of the logistics department who was called over was shocked and pressed the flush button several times, "Where's the water?"

Many venues that hold conferences and exhibitions all the year round do have power cuts and water cuts when there are no exhibitions, but you can tell from the expression of the director of the logistics department that the West Court does not belong to this situation.

The director of the logistics department turned on the faucet in disbelief: "Damn, where's the water?"

Jiang Heng: "..."

He couldn't imagine how beautiful the picture would be if the water couldn't come on time.

Fortunately, the water arrived on time in the end. The only small problem was that the logistics director forgot to turn off the tap because there was no water. When Xiao Liu discovered this, the toilet was almost ready for swimming.

Afterwards, the tablecloth needs to be ironed. The dark green tablecloth is standard for the meeting, but because the West Court has not held a meeting for a long time, the tablecloths brought out are wrinkled like the dishcloths that grandma’s house has served for 20 years.

After spreading them on the conference table, the effect was unbearable to look at directly. When Jiang Heng was standing on the podium overlooking the uneven tabletop, his heart was extremely complicated, and Wu Zheng just ran over to get water to drink.

The crumpled green tablecloth in front of him made Wu Zheng cover his face and leaned back, he really couldn't see it.

If the meeting started like this, the ending of the convention and exhibition center might not only be disbanded.

"Garment steamer." Jiang Heng squeezed out three words between his teeth.

Half an hour later, when Jiang Heng was burning from one end of the conference room to the other, Xia Shi's clear and energetic voice sounded: "Director Jiang! Look at the camera!"

Jiang Heng wiped the sweat off his forehead: "Can I not watch it?"

Xia Shi leaned over with a smile, Jiang Heng helplessly raised his hand and made a "V".

"Okay!" Xia Shi said with satisfaction, "When the time comes, I'll line you up with Director Wu."

"Thank you." Jiang Heng replied subconsciously.

He didn't realize "?" until Xia Shi walked away.

What does this girl mean?

so obvious? ? ?

-

At this time, the sound of drilling rigs and other equipment in the exhibition hall was rattling, and Wu Zheng and Ziqing huddled in a small corner with hard hats on their heads.

It was the first time for Ziqing to go to the construction site, and it was not the first time for Wu Zheng, but Wu Zheng advised him.

Ever since he was naively playing with his mobile phone at the construction site and his screen was smashed by something falling from the sky, the first thing Wu Zheng did when he entered the site was to find a safe area.

They looked like two poor little people who were forced to come to the scene, shivering in the corner and looking at the workers who were climbing on the scaffold and welding the display panels.

"Why don't you two go outside and rest." The supervisor couldn't stand it any longer, and thought they were bullying the two children here.

"No, we have to supervise on site." Wu Zheng said.

At this time, the welding machine burst into sparks, and Wu Zheng jumped back in fright.

Overseer: "..."

Liang Ziqing: "..."

"Go and have a rest! I'll call you to inspect and accept an area after finishing it, okay?" said the supervisor.

These two people stood here trembling, which really made him feel a little stressed.

"Thank you so much." Wu Zheng immediately bowed and ran away with Liang Ziqing.

The two sat side by side on the steps outside the exhibition hall, the eaves blocked the wind and the sun was just right.

Wu Zheng took off his helmet and stretched comfortably: "Ah~~ The weather is so nice."

Liang Ziqing reacted belatedly, with suspicion on his face: "Angkor, did you do it on purpose?"

"Ah? What did you do on purpose? I didn't?" Wu Zheng looked innocent, "I'm really scared."

It's a pity that Liang Ziqing is no longer the cute newcomer she was back then. Wu Zheng's overly contrived tone instantly reminded her of many things.

"Like you are in the toilet with a real stomachache?" Liang Ziqing asked.

"...Ahahaha." Wu Zheng laughed awkwardly, "I was discovered by you, hahaha."

In short, it is like this, those who should work are working, and those who want to skip work are skipping work, but the work is not left behind.

The busy three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the day when the meeting officially started is about to usher.

At 04:30 on the afternoon of the third day, after completing the final acceptance check with the construction company, confirming the incoming water and electricity, confirming that there are no mistakes, and checking the final attendance list, Jiang Heng gathered several people together.

"The meeting will be held tomorrow, and the meeting time is half an hour earlier than usual. As the person in charge of the organizer, we have to stay at the meeting site all the time, so that we can deal with it at any time if something happens." Jiang Heng said.

"Okay!" Wu Zheng, Xiao Liu and Liang Ziqing said in unison.

Of course Xia Shi won't be here tomorrow, there will be a special promotion for tomorrow's photo shoot, and she just took some tidbits for publication in the past few days.

"Remember to wear formal clothes tomorrow, men's black suits and trousers, women's black suits or black skirts." Jiang Heng said, "Is there any difficulty?"

"No!" The three said in unison again, and Liang Ziqing was a little bit looking forward to being able to wear formal clothes.

"Okay." Jiang Heng slapped his hands, "If you have nothing to do, go back first. The driver is waiting outside. I will stay here for a while and make sure nothing goes wrong. Don't be late tomorrow!"

"I'll stay too." Wu Zheng immediately raised his hand, "I'll take a look at the exhibition hall."

Ever since the incident that almost crossed the line in the exhibition hall that day, the two of them deliberately avoided communicating alone, because they didn't want to make any troubles during the preparation process. Now that the matter has finally come to an end, Wu Zheng quickly issued an application for solitude.

"Okay." Jiang Heng agreed of course.

"Then I'll stay too." Xiao Liu immediately followed suit and raised his hand, the two men left behind, how could he leave alone with the girls, "I..."

"You should go back with us." Before Xiao Liu finished speaking, Ziqing and Xia Shi dragged him into the car by one arm.

Jiang Heng: "..."

Xiao Liu: "???"

Xiao Liu was dragged into the car and was still struggling to get out of the car to contribute to the exhibition. Xia Shi showed a queen-like expression and pushed him back to the seat, and then Liang Ziqing stretched out his hand from the window near the two of them. waved.

The car started slowly, and Jiang Heng and Wu Zheng watched it go away dumbfounded. Just when the car was about to disappear from sight, Xia Shi's face suddenly appeared on the rear window. With a very sunny smile, she pointed at the two of them with both hands. Compare your heart.

Jiang Heng: "..."

Wu Zheng: "..."

"Is it my illusion?" After a long silence, Wu Zheng asked tremblingly, "I always feel that they are very meaningful."

"Uh." Jiang Heng struggled for a while between letting Wu Zheng face the storm with him or continue to let Wu Zheng remain innocent and chose the latter, "No, it's all your illusion."

"Really?" Wu Zheng was skeptical, and compared Xia Shi's last heart gesture, "What kind of action is this?"

"This is a circle." Jiang Heng opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I wish our meeting a successful process."

"The shape of a circle?" Wu Zheng asked.

"Her hands are too thin." Jiang Heng said firmly.

Since Jiang Heng said so, Wu Zheng did not doubt him.

Although Wu Zheng wanted to stay with Jiang Heng for a while, he took the initiative to stay, but he stayed, and he still responsibly helped Jiang Heng to confirm the situation of the next venue.

Showroom, no problem.

Conference room, no problem.

Signage, no problem.

……

After looking around, Jiang Heng also checked his side and walked out of the VIP room.

"Have you seen everything over there?" Jiang Heng asked.

"Well." Wu Zheng said, "Everything is OK."

"Okay." Jiang Heng said, "Then let's go."

-

After eight o'clock, it was dark.It's not humane to ask the driver from the yard to come over now, and both of them have a tacit understanding that they don't want to call the company's people over.

"Shall I take a taxi?" Jiang Heng asked, "I'll take you back."

"Send me back?" Wu Zheng was so happy that he exploded instantly, "It won't...is it too late?"

"It's okay." Jiang Heng said with a smile.

Wu Zheng thought for a while, and asked aggressively, "Then can we not take a taxi?"

"Huh?" Jiang Heng was stunned.

"Just... save resources, save energy and reduce emissions." Wu Zheng babbled casually.

In fact, it was simply because I wanted to stay with Jiang Heng for a while. Now that there is no traffic jam, I can get home in about [-] minutes by taxi, but it takes two hours to go around by public transportation.

"Ah, fine." Jiang Heng said.

Wu Zheng strikes while the iron is hot: "Then do you want to take the bus or the subway? It seems more troublesome to transfer to the subway."

When asking, Wu Zheng said silently in his heart, take the bus, take the bus, take the bus, the subway is too bright, and the bus is more atmospheric.

There was a smile in Jiang Heng's eyes: "Then let's take the bus."

-

The two of them walked out of the west courtyard side by side. Somehow, they had gotten used to touching each other slightly while walking. Both sides seemed to be inadvertent, but they knew that the other was on purpose.

Just want to be closer to him.

While waiting for the bus under the stop sign, Wu Zheng always felt that Jiang Heng had seen through his little thoughts just now, and Jiang Heng's smile always seemed to contain the meaning of "I know everything".

But thinking about it, Jiang Heng knew everything but still chose the bus. Doesn't it mean that he also wants to be alone with himself in an atmosphere?

Wu Zheng was much happier again.

After a while the car arrived, and the two of them got into the back row and sat together tacitly. There were less than ten people in the whole car, and the back half was even more empty.

As soon as the car started, Wu Zheng was a little inexplicably looking forward to it. The rickety car was slightly bumpy, as if going on an unknown journey together.

He wanted to get closer to Jiang Heng, but he didn't know what to do. He was a little cautious, excited and nervous.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of Jiang Heng moving. When Wu Zheng turned his eyes, Jiang Heng reached out and gently grabbed Wu Zheng's hand.

Wu Zheng suffocated his breath, and his whole body was instantly petrified, only his fingertips were numb and numb as if they had been electrified.

"Can I hold you?" Jiang Heng asked in a low voice.