3 Bay Street

After lunch, Han Ning drove him to another place, which was near Hanjing Building. The coastal building had a very good location, next to Huxin Park.I took the elevator up to the 11th floor and entered an office. This office was so big that it took up almost half of the entire floor. With the curtains drawn, the panoramic view of the entire lake park could be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"This is a gift for you to return home. Let's see if there is any place that needs to be rearranged?" Han Ning smiled at him while sitting on the sofa.

An Chen looked around the studio, with an elegant and minimalist decoration style, a large office space, drawing boards, paint pens, and drawing papers of various colors are all prepared, and even the rows of green potted plants in front of the French windows are pleasing to the eye.

An Chen squatted down and stared at the pots of green plants: "These are picked by fourth uncle."

He used a determined tone, and Han Ning raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Of course, he was very attentive to the gift for Ah Chen. He spent half a month, from site selection, decoration, furniture purchase, and even potted plants, all handled by Han Ning alone, and never handed over to others.

Han Ning likes flowers and plants, but knows little about them.If you send a special person to choose, you will naturally know that this kind of potted plant is beautiful, but it will take a lot of time to take care of it, and it is usually placed at home.Only someone like his fourth uncle who likes white roses but never takes care of them would pick them up and put them in the office.

Since his fourth uncle picked it himself, no matter how difficult it is to take care of it, he will be happy with it.

A week later, An Chen specially recruited an assistant to help him with the daily work of the studio.

Occasionally, when he has no inspiration, he likes to run to the rooftop and quietly look at the Hanjing Building opposite.In a certain office on a certain floor, Han Ning was in it.

So close now.

Thinking of this, it seems that my heart is full of joy again.

One day, he ran to the rooftop to blow some air. This rooftop has always been quiet and few people would come here.But today came a low voice from another corner, which seemed to be deliberately suppressed. If you don't listen carefully, you may be ignored.

An Chen has always been nosy, he sat still, leaning against an old desk.Perhaps this large desk blocked the line of sight, making the people who came up to the rooftop mistakenly think that no one was here, so they acted boldly.

Only the rustling sound of undressing was heard, and then the gun began to ring intermittently.

An Chen could tell it was a man's voice, but he frowned.Because this man's voice is too flattering, it seems to be painful, but it also seems to be joyful, and it is low, as if it is full of charm from the bottom of it.

An Chen stood up and decided to go back to the studio.

He walked around the dilapidated desk, and saw not far away leaning against the wall, a thick middle-aged man pressed a young man and was squealing with pleasure, the middle-aged man turned his back to An Chen, No one was seen, but the young man who was crushed was stunned when he saw An Chen.

An Chen only glanced at him lightly, and went down without looking back.

That young man is Zhang Li.

An Chen naturally remembered him, it was Zhang Li's bold actions back then that made him threatened by An Yu.

It's just that people like An Chen, who are dissatisfied with a person, don't hold grudges, but choose to ignore and forget.

Zhang Li knew that An Chen recognized him, but An Chen squinted at him with a dismissive, cold look at strangers, which made Zhang Li a little sad.

He bit the middle-aged man's shoulder tightly, trying not to let the tears fall.

He thought, An Chen had seen such an embarrassing scene, who would watch it now when he was crying?

The world just happens to be that way.

Zhang Li's company is on this floor. After work, Zhang Li passed by, but the studio door was open. Seeing An Chen still sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window drawing, he was attracted for a moment, opened the door and came in. He greeted An Chen cautiously.

Back then Zhang Li was bold and lively in high school, but now he looks a little embarrassed.

An Chen frowned slightly: "You are not welcome here."

He was still so rude.

But Zhang Li still didn't want to leave like that. He looked around the studio and smiled flatteringly: "What a coincidence, but your studio is so big that it can even catch up with our company..."

An Chen dropped the paint pen, and he stood up.The young girl who had been recruited hurried in.She has been here for a few days, knowing that An Chen doesn't care much about her, and working hours don't matter, she just went outside and talked on the phone with her boyfriend for more than an hour.

"What did you do? Didn't someone come in without knowing?"

Seeing his indifferent expression, the girl panicked: "Sorry, I will pay attention next time."

An Chen shook his head: "I don't need people who have no self-discipline. From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come."

The girl raised her head in panic, but An Chen didn't look at her again, and turned to Zhang Li again: "You are still not leaving, do you need me to call the security guard to invite you out?"

Zhang Li knew An Chen's character very early on, and knew that he was a person who could do what he said, so he left consciously.

An Chen is not a qualified employer, but the studio needs someone to help take care of it, which makes him a little headache.

Passing by a flower shop and seeing clumps of white roses made me feel better.

In the evening, a large truck drove up Bay Street.

At this time, Han Ning also finished his work and came back.

After dinner, the hired workers helped transport the white roses to the rose garden downstairs. They planted, loosened the soil, and watered them together for a long time.

Han Ning was standing in the courtyard, leaning against a tree, holding a cup of tea in a casual posture with a smile on his lips.

When An Chen lived here, he would come over no matter how late he was working.But later An Chen went abroad to study, and the empty house made him reluctant to stay there, so he simply slept in the company for a lot of time.But now An Chen is back.

He looked back at the white house, and turned his head to look at the young man in charge of the workers in the Rose Garden. It seemed that something missing in his heart had been made up again, which made him feel satisfied. This kind of life is Successful.

An Chen occasionally looked back at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Until night fell, the entire rose garden was reorganized again.

"Not bad." Han Ning commented while sitting on the balcony, looking at the rose garden downstairs.

An Chen raised his eyebrows: "This rose garden is now mine."

Han Ning nodded and smiled: "You are in charge of taking care of it, and I am in charge of appreciating it. This division of labor is also scientific."

"Science?" An Chen glanced at him helplessly, "You are pseudoscience."

Han Ning smiled and said nothing.

An Chen propped his head, turned his head and looked at him again: "I fired the one I hired a few days ago."

Han Ning was not surprised at all, he smiled and said, "You are suitable to be an artist, but not a boss."

An Chen asked him: "What kind of person is suitable to be a boss?"

Han Ning smiled lightly: "I am like this."

An Chen laughed out loud.

Han Ning turned his head to look at him, the lights on the balcony were dim, but the young man smiled lightly, but with an indescribable attraction.This made Han Ning startled for a moment, and unconsciously stroked the chestnut hair.

He likes to be close to An Chen very much, which makes him feel a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart.

The night was dark.There was a crashing wind from the sea.

An Chen continued to support his head, but he remained motionless, allowing Han Ning to unconsciously touch and play with his slender fingers in his hair.

His gaze has been fixed on Han Ning, and Han Ning has been looking at him.

During this silent time, Han Ning suddenly smiled at him: "Tomorrow fourth uncle will transfer someone to you, she will take care of everything for you, you just need to do what you want."