Gem Merchant and Miss Diamond

Lu Qiaowei waited for Wen Jinyan all morning before coming back.

When he opened the door, Wen Jinyan raised his eyebrows at her, "Is it boring to stay in the office? I'll take you out for a walk."

"It's okay." Lu Qiaowei finished the draft and said, "Aren't you in a hurry to design the draft? I'll design two more pictures for you. You can choose whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you like them all."

"Don't worry." Wen Jinyan said.

"Why are you not in a hurry! I can't wait to see you!" Lu Qiaowei is impatient, so she can't stand her character. She always talks about things that are very urgent, pretending to be relaxed.

She said seriously: "Who was the one who was caught smoking by me and said that he was under a lot of pressure. Isn't the pressure not too big now?"

"With you by my side, there seems to be no pressure." Wen Jinyan praised her earnestly: "Who told us that Da Meng is so powerful, super powerful."

Lu Qiaowei's seriousness immediately couldn't hold back, and she couldn't help but "hee hee" twice, and gently pushed her, "It's fine if you know, why did you say it, it made me a little shy."

Wen Jinyan took her around the studio, which was her former personal studio, and the annual activities and jewelry shows will start.

There are not many floors, the first floor is the lobby, the second floor is the office and meeting room, and the third floor is the design room, but it looks like it is all books.

It's really all books, from the stairs to the interior, the entire wall is full of books, and there are some famous paintings and jewelry photos hanging.

Lu Qiaowei was amazed.

It would be nice for the designers of their company to buy two copies for themselves.

The books are all sorted, and it looks quite complete. There are special ones for jewelry, and there are many designs. Lu Qiaowei is a hard-working and studious type. She wants to read them all, and said: "I can make designs here later. ?"

"Of course." Wen Jinyan took her to sit down, and gave her two books on the back wall, saying, "These are the master's private manuscripts, you can appreciate them."

"Why didn't it be designed?" Lu Qiaowei asked suspiciously.

Wen Jin said: "Because there is no jewelry that can match it, jewelry is rare, and the design is also rare."

How precious is the jewelry that leads the trend every year, and how amazing its design is, they complement each other and achieve each other.

"That's true." Lu Qiaowei flipped through the design draft, "It's even rarer to find a designer like me, so, someone should cherish it, and someday, cough cough——"

"Who is this so-and-so person?" Wen Jinyan said suspiciously, "Who is so blind that he doesn't know how to cherish you?"

Lu Qiaowei was stopped by the question, unable to answer, said: "It's just a hypothesis, if you dare to throw it away..."

"No." Wen Jinyan said seriously, "I will not abandon you, nor will I let you go, unless the world suddenly ends one day."

This woman has a really powerful mouth.

Wen Jinyan pressed his hands against the sofa and stared at her intently, implying quite a lot.

No way, no way, Lu Qiaowei is a good match, she turned sideways, stretched her neck, and found that the height was not enough, so she got up and knelt on the sofa to kiss her.

Her lips blended together, feeling unreal, since Lu Qiaowei ran over suddenly yesterday, and now Wen Jinyan is still in a trance, is she thinking too much, just like before, just a vague fantasy.

Imagine that one day Lu Qiaowei would walk to the building of DMD, fold her arms and say arrogantly: "Oh, this is DMD, nothing more."

When she meets Lu Qiaowei, the opening remarks are always the same, "Oh, you are Wen Jinyan."

Look down on, look down on, even with contempt.

The dear one was a little out of breath, Lu Qiaowei let go of her hand, lay back on the sofa and breathed heavily, "Are you going to bite off my lips?"

"No, I want to eat you."

Wen Jinyan came around and sat on the seat next to her, with his arms on her shoulders, "How long are you going to stay here?"

Tomorrow is Monday, Lu Qiaowei said: "We should wait until your business is finished."

"Then your company..."

"I asked for leave." Lu Qiaowei said: "I also used my annual leave, so I'm not in a hurry to go back, and they don't want me to go back either."

Wen Jinyan hugged her and said softly, "Thank you."

"What's there to thank you for?" Lu Qiaowei said, "Although you thank me very much and admire me, but don't keep talking about it. The relationship between us should not be so unfamiliar."

Lu Qiaowei is not very good at talking about love, she likes to be straightforward. Her courage to move forward is the sweetest promise. She flipped through two pages of the book, and was embarrassed by Wen Jinyan, so she covered her face with the book.

The secretary brought up the food, chocolate mousse cake, Lu Qiaowei sat on the sofa and ate it, she took a bite to feed Wen Jinyan, thinking to herself, Paris is really a romantic city, if you eat some duck neck or something, it will be very satisfying harmonious.

During the period, Lu Qiaowei sent a message to Qu Qingzhu to ask about the company's situation. She left so suddenly that the design office seemed to have lost its backbone.

Qu Qingzhu said: "Everyone is very dependent on you, they will ask you when you will come back as soon as you leave."

Lu Qiaowei doesn't like everyone's thinking. She relies on her for everything. It's okay to quarrel without confidence. After the quarrel is over, she is still afraid.

She replied: "You tell them directly, I can't protect them all the time, and I don't want to stay there forever."

Lu Qiaowei has a flamboyant personality and is impulsive, but when making decisions and making various life decisions, she will consider them carefully. She feels that she is a real ordinary person, and she clearly knows her shortcomings. Very vigilant.

It wasn't until she met Wen Jinyan that she felt that there was a fork in the road in her ordinary life, which made her a little bit unordinary and able to shine.

Uneasy and very uneasy.

More is the uncertainty and inferiority that ignites in the heart.

Wen Jinyan held her hand, picked up a book, laid it on her lap, and said, "I forgot to let the legal counsel ask you, what are the restrictions on design in the labor contract you signed with the company."

"Oh, this, the company's regulations are relatively simple. We can accept private installations, and the company will directly take a cut from the middle, but if we accept private work, we have to pay compensation to the company."

In other words, Wen Jinyan hired her outside without the company's consent, and it was considered a private job, and she had to pay the company liquidated damages.

Lu Qiaowei said: "Hee hee, I don't want your money, you can use the design drawings, as long as I don't tell you, then who knows that I'm a designer, I don't want to give a penny to that rubbish company. "

Because of the company's urgency, she said that she would come to Paris to cooperate with Wen Jinyan, and the company would definitely not agree to it, and would definitely block her, so she asked for leave and came here.As for whether the company knew what she was doing on leave, she didn't bother to guess.

"No. The design must bear your name, and your design is yours."

"No crown." Lu Qiaowei said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about it with me, this kind of design is trivial to me."

"Damn." Wen Jinyan called her seriously, "Don't you think it's a joy to let your name hang on the show and show it to the world? Why do I think you have become a little unconfident. "

"Not confident?" Lu Qiaowei frowned, "I'm that kind of person, I'm excellent, I think you don't know me at all."

"Understood, I want you to shine if you can. Imagine a scene where everyone cheers your name."

Lu Qiaowei imagined that a group of people were holding number plates and kept calling her "big fierce", and always felt that something was weird.

just forget it.

When Wen Jinyan was about to drop her lips, Lu Qiaowei covered her head and called out, "Oh, you're pressing on my hair, get up quickly."

Wen Jinyan hurriedly got up, and when Lu Qiaowei brushed up her hair and lay down on the sofa, Wen Jinyan turned sideways again, "Da Meng, you look so seriously, you don't even know to look at me."

"Don't be coquettish, I'm studying." Lu Qiaowei responded coldly, and when she heard Wen Jinyan muffled, she turned her head to kiss Jinyan again, and said, "Hey, falling in love really affects people's studies .”

The two of them lay down to enjoy the cozy afternoon in Paris, the sound of pages turning passed by their ears, which was a bit sloppy and romantic.

The day ended quickly, Lu Qiaowei packed up her computer and went to Wen Jinyan's office to retreat, and Wen Jinyan had to go out to meet models.In fact, Lu Qiaowei also wanted to see it, but Wen Jinyan was a bit domineering, as if she would elope with a beautiful woman when she saw a beautiful woman, but she would not take her with her.

Really upset.

After sitting in the office for a while, someone came to knock on the door. Lu Qiaowei remembered what Wen Jinyan told her, so she didn't open it.He knocked on the other side several times in a row, and heard the voice of Wen Jinyan's assistant, saying: "Hello, Ms. Lu, I'm here to help Mr. Wen get his things back, please open the door."

Lu Qiaowei looked at her phone, she didn't see Wen Jinyan's message, so she didn't reply, but the people outside kept knocking anxiously.

The whole afternoon, the office has never been quiet.

When she went back at night, Lu Qiaowei told Wen Jinyan about it, and Wen Jinyan's face quickly turned cold, with a surprisingly bad expression.

Then she took Lu Qiaowei's hand out of the studio. Lu Qiaowei felt that she was a bit hostile, and thought: No way, I won't really catch a traitor, these people are too arrogant!

She didn't know exactly how to solve it, anyway, Wen Jinyan didn't take her to the company the next day and told her to stay at home for a day.

Afterwards, Wen Jin said that he would take her to a dinner party.

Wen Jinyan invited a stylist team over to give Lu Qiaowei a stylist. These people are DMD's exclusive stylists. They do stylists for catwalk models. The main designer is a very beautiful French beauty.

She sat next to her and let the stylist do her makeup. The makeup artist kept talking, and she didn't understand a word of what she said.

Lu Qiaowei made a very serious expression, no matter what the other party said, she would nod, as if she was listening attentively.

After a while, she found that the stylist was staring at her. Lu Qiaowei thought it was about styling, and said, "I want them all."

When they looked at each other, Weiwei smiled politely.

A few minutes later, the beauty took a deep breath and asked in slightly awkward Chinese, "Do you not understand French?"

Lu Qiaowei said in her heart: Is this why you discovered it?

Before coming here, Lu Qiaowei quickly learned some common expressions, and Wen Jinyan also taught her a few sentences. She replied in simple French, "Yes."

Just so calm.

After that, the stylist communicated with her in Chinese, and when it came time to get her hair done, the stylist went to toner.

Lu Qiaowei hurriedly called Wen Jinyan back, "Teach me a few words of French."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wen Jinyan sat next to her, looked at her appearance, a little serious, "Is it too revealing?"

"Quick, quick, teach me a few words of French, first, you are awesome!"

"Okay." Wen Jinyan barely looked back, and said in a French accent: "Jet'aime."

"Jet'aime." Lu Qiaowei repeated it several times, and said again: "Then how about you being awesome?"

"Jet'aimetellement!"

Lu Qiaowei learned it quickly, and she learned it in a few strokes, and said funnyly: "Wen Jinyan, Jet'aimetellement!"

He asked her again: "Does aime mean awesome?"

Wen Jinyan nodded, put his ear close, and said, "I'll listen to some more words."

Lu Qiaowei kept talking in Wen Jinyan's ear as a practice, so as not to embarrass herself next time, and asked Wen Jinyan to correct her pronunciation sentence by sentence.

The stylist wanted to dye her hair golden red, the color was too bright, and Lu Qiaowei would definitely not choose this color for her hair.

But the DMD stylist will definitely not be as casual as Mr. Tony. The craftsmanship is really good. She used matte lipstick for Lu Qiaowei, matched it with a black dress, backless, showing her figure, and paired it with blond hair. She came out, with a flamboyant personality and a little enthusiasm.

Lu Qiaowei looked in the mirror and was very satisfied.

The stylist also thought she was beautiful and praised her several times.

Therefore, Lu Qiaowei thanked the stylist earnestly, and praised: "Jet'aime."

Fluent French surprised the stylist.

Lu Qiaowei continued: "Jet'aimetellement."

The stylist was completely dumbfounded. She didn't understand why Lu Qiaowei suddenly wanted to tell her so seriously.

Because the first sentence means: I love you

The second sentence is: I love you so much.

You said it so seriously, could it be...

The stylist glanced at Wen Jinyan, then looked at Lu Qiaowei's still serious expression, and became fluent in Chinese, "I'm so surprised, is what you said true?"

"Fake." Wen Jinyan interrupted her, reached out her hand in front of Lu Qiaowei, blocked her lips, and prevented Lu Qiaowei from continuing to speak, she said softly: "This sentence cannot be said casually."

"Why?" Lu Qiaowei said, "Didn't you teach it?"

After asking, she thought about it.

Suddenly use a serious expression to tell people 'you are awesome', 'you are awesome', don't people hear these words like irony?

Wen Jinyan couldn't help teasing her, "Yes, in France, you can't say such things casually. The more serious you say, the more sarcastic, and others will think you look down on her, but you can tell me, come on, say a few more words .”

Lu Qiaowei lowered her head, sighed and said, "I really suffered from being uneducated."

She looked at the stylist again, and seeing the stylist looking dazed and panicked, she probably wondered why she suddenly scolded her.

Thinking about it was very rude, Lu Qiaowei apologized earnestly, "I'm sorry, my French is not good, I didn't mean to scold you just now, I just like your style very much, there is no other meaning."

Fearing that the stylist might not understand, she asked Wen Jinyan to translate it for her. Wen Jinyan comforted her, "It's okay, you can learn slowly, and I will teach you little by little."

Lu Qiaowei was so moved, she felt that Wen Jinyan was so amazing, she couldn't help but whisper to her, "Jet'aime."

"Jet'aimetellement."

I love you, I really love you to death!

Over and over again, the stylist only felt sour when he heard it.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lu Qiaowei went to the appointment with Wen Jinyan. The gathering among celebrities really had the feeling of court luxury in the upper class of the last century.

The retro crystal lamps cast a glamorous light, and everyone wore new trendy designs and expensive gemstones, each of them looked like aristocrats.They don't make loud noises, and they speak and behave in a gentlemanly manner.

Lu Qiaowei was stunned for a moment, and continued to hang around Wen Jinyan. Wen Jinyan would introduce her to her from time to time, who is this person and who is that person.

Some people reported that she knew the name every day, and some didn't, but she could be recognized at a glance from her clothes.

She didn't know all the people here very well. After standing for a while, she saw Su Yongqi. Su Yongqi saw her from a distance and raised her glass to her.

Lu Qiaowei turned back, took a sip of red wine, and talked to Wen Jinyan, "Do you know what I regret most now?"

"Huh?" Wen Jinyan looked at her suspiciously, "If you want to go back, I'll take you out."

"No, I just regret that I didn't work hard and make myself stronger." Lu Qiaowei spoke in a low voice, and the desire in her heart was rapidly fermenting.

Wen Jinyan found a place for her to sit, and then told her over and over again, "Don't talk to strangers, call me if you need anything." Regardless of whether there were people around, he stamped her side face.

It made Lu Qiaowei very shy, but soon she smiled coquettishly, and sat quietly in the corner to eat. The red wine cake tasted really good.She was eating when Su Yongqi's voice sounded in her ears.

"Miss Lu, I didn't expect you to come to France. Is it because of your words?"

What an idiot to ask this question, Lu Qiaowei didn't know anyone else, who else could she turn to except Wen Jinyan, she didn't answer much.

Su Yongqi said again: "It's very brave and impulsive to arrange a trip for one person. You are very powerful. Not everyone can keep their promises after being impulsive like you."

She spoke very seriously, as if she was envious of Lu Qiaowei's selfless spirit, her eyes seemed to tell a story, but Lu Qiaowei was very annoyed, this woman still wanted to talk to her about Wen Jinyan in front of her face something?

"Actually, you don't need to praise me. It's useless. It won't increase my favorability. I don't like you very much." Lu Qiaowei said bluntly, continued to eat cakes, and searched for Wen Jinyan's figure in the crowd.

Not seeing anyone, she raised her eyebrows and said with a sneer: "When you were chatting with Wen Jinyan that day, I heard it all. I really hate that you talk to Wen Jinyan in that tone."

"Huh?" Su Yongqi was puzzled.

Lu Qiaowei lowered her face, "Because I don't allow anyone to look down on her. I hate anyone who wants to bully her, it's as simple as that. Even Wen Jinyan told me that you are her friend."

Su Yongqi moved the corners of her mouth, sipped the fine wine, and said with a smile: "Miss Lu, don't you think your tone is too loud?"

Lu Qiaowei said seriously: "Then do you know that your words are really annoying. I really don't know if a person like you will really like others, and if he understands what it means to let go. Now that it's over, don't You're bothering someone else, okay?"

Su Yongqi looked at Lu Qiaowei with a surprised expression, which seemed complicated.

Lu Qiaowei looked down on her very much.

Anyway, if one comes, she will kill one, and if two come, she will kill one pair.

At this time, the lights in the hall were turned on, and the crowd was not as scattered as before. They all looked towards the center of the stage. There was only one person standing on the stage that was empty before.

The audience was quiet, and the people standing on the stage were dazzling.

When Lu Qiaowei looked over, Su Yongqi said, "That's Camille."

Camille, a Frenchman, a famous jewelry designer, served as the art director of DMD jewelry show last year, leading the fashion trend of jewelry, making DMD jewelry infinitely popular in the upper class.

She has short hair that matches her ears, and on her ears are two diamonds of different colors, red and black, which seem to be separated in half and become a double-faced person.The black round collar dress, with a few circles of white pearl necklaces, wraps a graceful figure, sexy and unruly.

Camille said something, and she smiled gracefully. The moment she stepped off the stage, some models rushed over to light her cigarette, trying to win her favor.

This is not a compliment, not an intentional show off, but a person in the fashion industry, enjoying her glory and being surrounded by stars.

Lu Qiaowei suddenly understood for a moment why Wen Jinyan smoked that day, and Camille just glanced past her face with contempt, as if she didn't even want to look at her.

Lu Qiaowei read a sentence in a magazine before.

When you meet a God-like character and get her eyes, you can't help cheering, because it's your honor, you are the lucky one who has been favored by God.

Lu Qiaowei looked at Camille silently, then looked away, catching Camille's ridicule.

She had expected a head-on collision with Camille, after all, in Camille's eyes, she snatched Wen Jinyan away.

Just when Lu Qiaowei was looking for Wen Jinyan, Camille passed by her and stopped. Her fingertips were choking on the irritating smoke, and a little spark was slowly burning out.

Camille exhaled white smoke, turned her head to look at Lu Qiaowei, and whispered in fluent Chinese: "Your design is rubbish that I don't like."

Contemptuously, she seemed to want to step on Lu Qiaowei as if she was a leftover cigarette. Lu Qiaowei turned her head to look at her, returned her a contemptuous smile, and said in fluent French: "Jet'aime."

Camille's movements visibly froze.

Lu Qiaowei was serious and gentle, and added another sentence very sincerely, "Jet'aimevraiment."

Camille's hand holding the cigarette shook violently again.