Ji Ouba's little milk dog

Ji Baixuan looked at Cen Dingdu's gossipy and curious eyes and smiled helplessly. He didn't answer, but asked him: "How is the catwalk? Are the clothes ready?"

"Come on, it's okay to find a few more models." Cen Dingdu said, "It can't be that handsome guy just now?" He only saw the back of the person just now, but seeing Ji Baixuan smiling now, he wanted to go in and have a look .

"Who is it? Why don't I know him?"

Ji Baixuan was helpless when asked by Cen Dingdu, so he could only say: "Didn't Tong Yu get lost last time, or he found it."

"Oh." Cen Dingdu elongated his voice and suddenly realized, "Savior."

Ji Baixuan was amused by his meaningful eyes and voice, "What are you thinking, I just want to thank him."

"Thank you very much." Cen Dingdu said with a smile: "Are you going back now, or continue to visit your savior?"

Ji Baixuan smiled and said nothing.

Cen Dingdu nodded, "Then I'll go first." After speaking, he raised his hand and thumped Ji Baixuan's shoulder.

"Hey, did you ask for a driver, don't drive." Ji Baixuan reminded.

"Leave me alone, I'll call you in the car." Cendindu waved while walking backwards.

Ji Baixuan glanced at the time, it was 45:10, it wasn't there yet, he just asked Qiao Nuoyi insinuatingly, knowing that the latest off-duty time was 30:[-] in the evening, he didn't go in, walked down the stairs, and decided to go to the car sit and wait.

After mopping the floor and throwing out the garbage, he turned his head to look at the seat where Ji Baixuan sat before changing clothes. He didn't know when Ji Baixuan left. When he finished his work and looked up, he was no longer there. up.

Ji Baixuan rubbed his neck and came out of the door while looking at the room. He didn't honk the horn, opened the car door and got out of the car. After standing for a few seconds, he found that the room didn't look sideways and didn't look at him at all, so he had to walk with long legs Within sight when arriving at the room.

He was walking down the stairs in the room, thinking about something, when suddenly his footsteps slowed down, a tall figure stood in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

Ji Baixuan.

She paused for a moment, then immediately walked in front of him.

"wait for me?"

Ji Baixuan looked at the room with a meticulous expression, suddenly wanted to tease him, shook his head and said, "No."

In the room, he was confused and surprised, not knowing how to react.

Ji Baixuan smiled and said, "You're kidding."

"Oh," Fang Shi lowered his head and touched his neck, raised his head and asked again, "What do you want from me?"

"Get in the car and talk about it." Ji Baixuan turned around and turned around again, before he could speak in the room and said, "In a little while, I'll be fine soon."

The words of refusal came to his lips when he was in the room, and he swallowed them again.

They waited for the person to come, but Ji Baixuan didn't know how to ask, as if no matter how he asked, there was a sense of accusation.

"What's the matter?" Fang Shi waited for a while but still didn't wait for someone to speak. Out of curiosity, he thought about it again in his mind. Did he forget something or did he do something wrong?

"After asking, you don't need any pressure." Ji Baixuan thought for a while and said, "I have no other intentions, just want to know your thoughts, and I don't mean to blame you."

Fang Shi was even more confused when Ji Baixuan said this.

"Didn't you receive a personnel call two days ago?"

"There is one." Because he received relatively few calls like this, he was more impressed, and he said to think about it at the time.

He still wants to go in his heart. After all, this job is better than his previous jobs, suitable for long-term, but not now, this job is limited in time, and needs to accumulate customers in the early stage. Although the commission is relatively high, the basic salary is low. .

If he did it, he might only be able to get a basic salary for the first two months, but his current situation didn't allow it, so he refused, but how did Ji Baixuan know?

"You don't like that job?" Ji Baixuan asked.

"Not all." Fang Shi shook his head, looked at the street lights and said, "There are some reasons."

"Inconvenient to say?"

"Ah."

Ji Baixuan thought for a while and said, "Then draw pictures, are you interested in designing houses?"

"What?" Fang Shi didn't understand.

"Plainly speaking, it is a decoration inside the house, designer, do you want to learn?"

Looking at Ji Baixuan in the room, he only realized something was wrong now. When the personnel called to introduce it, he seemed to say what kind of decoration it was, and seemed to mention Bai?

Fang Shi's eyes lit up, "Is that your company?"

"That's right." Ji Baixuan said, "Do you want to learn?"

There was some hesitation in the room, "Is it very profitable?"

Ji Baixuan thought for a while, "If the design is good, it can make a lot of money."

Leaning back in the chair when he was in the room, thinking in his head, he didn't rush to respond.

"It's okay, as I said, don't feel any pressure, just follow your heart." Ji Baixuan said.

"Is it because of what happened to Ji Tongyu that you helped me?"

"Yes." Ji Baixuan said, "You have done me a great favor, and I have always wanted to thank you."

When I was in the room, I looked at Ji Baixuan, looking at him with sincerity.

To be honest, Ji Baixuan was waiting for him here, which already surprised him. He asked himself, if he had met someone like himself, he probably would not have reached this point. He knew he was not likable, so he was very happy Grateful to be given such attention by someone.

He shook his head.

Ji Baixuan looked at him incomprehensibly.

"You've already thanked me. That dinner," Fang Shi said, "is the best meal I've had since I came to this city."

Fang Shi's expression is very serious, or maybe Fang Shi has always had such an expression.

When Ji Baixuan looked at the serious room and said serious words, he suddenly felt a pain somewhere in his heart. He didn't know what this serious and taciturn boy had gone through, but at this moment, he just felt a little distressed.

After that, Ji Baixuan got busy again. Their business volume increased linearly when the new real estate projects they cooperated with before were handed over. Each designer had five or six orders in hand, and they worked overtime in the company to catch up.

Although Ji Baixuan does not need to draw pictures, he has participated in every design plan. This does not mean that the designers in the company are immature. Designers will make at least two plans for the requirements put forward by the owners, which is also the reason for the increase in business volume.

Several plans are placed in front of the owner, and there is always something that satisfies him and the style he likes. He likes to let designers learn from each other and communicate with each other. Each meeting lasts up to five hours, and usually inspires each other and collides with each other. Come up with a different design point.

It was early morning when we got home, Ji Tongyu went back to Ji Wenxuan's place these two days, he didn't need to help him with his homework, Ji Baixuan rarely wanted to take a bath to relax, he had just put the hot water in and was about to take off his clothes when the phone rang.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Ji Baixuan answered.

"Where are you? Come here and pick up Ji Tongyu." There was loud music on the phone.

Ji Baixuan frowned, "Did you take Tong Yu to the bar?"

"He's coming by himself. Come here and pick him up quickly. I have something to do and I don't have time to look at him."

Ji Baixuan squeezed her temples, went to the entrance to change her shoes, "Take him to the door, don't let him stay inside, I'll be there in a while."

"Got it, got it," Ji Wenxuan said impatiently, "Hurry up." Before Ji Baixuan could say anything, a busy tone came from the phone.

Ji Tongyu was carrying a small schoolbag, holding the strap of the schoolbag with both hands, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Ji Wenxuan angrily and aggrievedly.

"Go outside and wait for uncle, he will be there in a while." Ji Wenxuan stuffed his phone in his pocket, tilted his chin towards the exit, and raised his voice, "Go."

Ji Tongyu curled his lips, snorted angrily, turned and left.

When Ji Baixuan arrived, there was only Ji Tongyu at the door, he ran over, took off Ji Tongyu's schoolbag, and asked him in a low voice, "Where's Dad?"

Ji Tongyu bit his lip and didn't speak, watching Ji Baixuan slowly see tears in his eyes.

"It's okay, uncle is here." While patting Ji Tongyu's head, Ji Baixuan took out his mobile phone and called Ji Wenxuan, but no one answered the call.

Ji Baixuan frowned, a little annoyed in his heart, but he still softened his voice and said to Ji Tongyu, "Go home first, uncle will tell you a story."

"I don't want to follow my father." Ji Tongyu said, and at the same time, the tears she held back flowed down, "I don't want to follow my mother either."

Ji Baixuan looked at Ji Tongyu distressedly, not knowing how to comfort him.

"I didn't want them to divorce at first. I heard you and dad calling on the phone that day. I didn't want them to divorce. I ran out just to find dad and let him coax mom."

Ji Tongyu cried and said, "But now I don't want to care about them anymore. They don't like me, and they don't want me..." The more Ji Tongyu said, the more sad he became, tears streaming down his face, which made Ji Baixuan feel bad.

He took out his mobile phone and called Ji Wenxuan again, but still no one answered, he carried Ji Tongyu, who was crying so hard, into the gate of the bar.

There were not many people inside, but coupled with the explosive music and flashing neon lights, Ji Baixuan felt that the dance floor was full of people of all kinds, and his frown deepened unconsciously.

"Brother Xuan, you're here." The waiter at the door recognized Ji Baixuan, greeted him with a smile, and was surprised when he saw Ji Tongyu who was crying, "Hey, why is Xiaoyu crying?"

"Where's Ji Wenxuan?" Ji Baixuan smiled.

"Brother Ji is upstairs talking to people."

"it is good."

Ji Wenxuan carried Ji Tongyu around the crowd, walked up the stairs, and knocked on the door of the first room.

"What's wrong?" Ji Wenxuan was wearing a leather jacket with a cigarette in his hand.

"Are you talking about something?" Ji Baixuan glanced inside, and there was a woman with long wavy hair sitting on the sofa, putting cigarettes to her mouth.

"That's right, didn't you ask you to take him away?" Ji Wenxuan saw Ji Tongyu, and Ji Tongyu stopped crying, and lay on Ji Baixuan's shoulder, not looking at Ji Wenxuan.

"Is the talk over?" Ji Baixuan said.

"What's the matter?" Ji Wenxuan looked at Ji Baixuan with a serious expression.

"Yes." Ji Baixuan said.

Ji Wenxuan and Ji Baixuan looked at each other for two seconds, knowing that his younger brother was angry, and turned to the woman on the sofa and said, "Boss Liu, I can't drink anymore, next time."

Boss Liu got up from the sofa, walked in front of the two, looked at their faces and said, "Is your brother still your brother? You two really look alike."

"My brother, I'm sorry, I'll ask Ah Zhuo to contact you later."

"Okay, then see Boss Ji."

There was no one else in the room, so Ji Wenxuan let Ji Baixuan in, closed the door, sat on the sofa, took a puff of a cigarette, and said with a careless expression, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ji Baixuan did not put Ji Tongyu down, but supported him and said, "If you and Tong Yu's mother don't want to ask Tong Yu, just adopt him to me."

Ji Baixuan continued with Ji Wenxuan's shocked expression: "After adopting me, you can also rest assured that I will never have another child in this life, and I will treat Tong Yu well. You don't have to worry about anything, I will raise him Big, let him go to a good school, I have seriously thought about it, so you can discuss it with Tong Yu's mother, and give me an answer within two days."

After speaking, Ji Baixuan stood up, "That's the matter, you should think about it."

"Wait," Ji Wenxuan shouted, looking at Ji Baixuan with a puzzled and annoyed face, but Ji Baixuan didn't stop, opened the door and walked out of the room.

Ji Tongyu lay on Ji Baixuan's shoulder, a small face was revealed, looking at Ji Baixuan.

Ji Baixuan smiled, raised his hand and pinched Ji Tongyu's nose, and said softly, "Will you follow uncle from now on?"

"Can you?" Ji Tongyu was very happy.

"Of course." Ji Baixuan carried him down the stairs, "Now go home with Uncle, and Uncle will tell you a story, okay?"

"Okay!" Ji Tongyu happily put his arms around Ji Baixuan's neck, his small face was full of joy.

As soon as Ji Baixuan arrived on the first floor, Ji Tongyu called in his arms: "Uncle, uncle, brother Fangshi."

The music was too loud, and Ji Baixuan couldn't hear it clearly. Ji Tongyu held Ji Baixuan's face in both hands and turned in one direction, lying next to his ear and shouting: "It's Brother Fangshi!"