Wordless Love [Rebirth]

"Meng Chilang, send these to Sherry."

"Meng Chilang, didn't I say throw this pile of garbage into the shredder?"

"I said add three and a half cubes of sugar. Your math was taught by your Chinese teacher?!"

……

Throughout the day, Meng Chilang kept spinning in this rhythm.

The only day off after the game, and because of someone's relationship, I couldn't get a good rest, and then I entered the design department as a freshman and took up the post.

It is too naive to think that once you enter the Meng family, you will have the opportunity to hold a sketch with a pen, even as a little prince!

The newcomers are assigned to different designers, and those who are engaged in art have some eccentricities, but who said that you can’t make friends with people without quirks, these people will not be difficult to get along with, but if you encounter some bad-tempered ones, then That's another matter.

It's only been a long time, and many of the newcomers have already looked at Meng Chilang with sympathy.

Meng Chilang didn't think there was anything wrong with that. When he went abroad, he traveled to several places before studying in Licheng, France. A few years ago, he was in the United States and country H. At a young age, he had already followed many designers in big companies. At that time, he didn't have the ability and character he has today, and he suffered countless hardships. He was just being ordered, and it didn't constitute any pressure at all.

The new product has just been launched, and the work of the design department seems to have come to an end, but judging from the work rhythm of the Mengshi design department and the general workaholic tendency of designers, it will continue to run at a high speed for a while.

No one still remembers the incident of lunch. The boy delivering food at the door has knocked on the door countless times, but only exchanged a few miserly looks and a sentence: "Sorry, no one is allowed to enter, thank you."

Take a deep breath: "Excuse me, is Mr. Meng Chilang there?!"

The power of this sound wave can be seen from the eerie silence in the design department covering an area of ​​nearly [-] ping from near to far.

Meng Chilang was passing the coffee that Alice asked to rebrew three times, facing everyone's gaze, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The takeaway boy who was finally taken care of almost burst into tears: "Your takeaway is here, shall I bring it in for you?"

takeout?

He didn't remember making a reservation.

But his doubts didn't last long. When the delivery boy and his companions came in with cart after cart of food, there was no need to doubt.

He looked at his watch and sighed.

"It's very rich, it seems that we have a good fortune." The person who spoke was Zhang Zikai, the top veteran of the design department, and also Chang Cheng's immediate supervisor. He is young and has an easy-going personality when he is not busy. Then he clapped his hands and raised his voice: "Let's eat first, someone treats you!"

Everyone is happy, it is an honor for the little prince to treat them.

Meng Chilang brought a takeaway with coffee and brought it to his current boss, Alice. Alice didn't say anything, but waved him to go out to eat.

Sure enough, there were several missed calls from Zhao Lingyu on the phone.

"Where are you?"

There was a lot of wind and noise over there, and the whistling was a bit harsh. Meng Chilang simply took off the headset, since he didn't need to use it to talk to Zhao Lingyu anyway.

Zhao Lingyu was not in the city at this time, but was on the boat going around the island. Hearing this, he put his phone aside to let Meng Chilang see the seascape behind him clearly.

"Are you going out to play?" Meng Chilang felt unbalanced when he saw it, compared with what happened to him today!

Zhao Lingyu smiled: work.

Since it was work, Meng Chilang didn't ask any more questions, he just said, "Are you going to come back tonight?"

Zhao Lingyu nodded: It will be a little late, don't wait for me to eat.

Meng Chilang curled his lips, but did not express his depression. Judging from the current situation, it is still unknown whether he will be able to leave work on time tonight.

Ate?

Meng Chilang raised the lunch box in his hand, and then began to take it apart. The outer packaging of the food seemed ordinary, and there was no special mark, but it was fragrant, and the temperature and appearance of the food were perfectly preserved after opening. , it can be seen that it comes from extraordinary places.

Of course, Zhao Lingyu never made him wrong in terms of food.

He started to eat in a good mood, and said, "Don't give it away in the future, how embarrassing I am if you are like this."

It is not Meng Chilang's style to invite everyone to dinner. Of course, he also knows that Zhao Lingyu is so generous and considerate of himself. If he only ordered his own share, it would be even more ignorant.But he didn't want to be too abrupt in the design department in a short time, that would not be good for a rookie with a complicated identity.

You need to eat on time.

Zhao Lingyu didn't reply positively, Hai Bo shook, Zhao Lingyu spoke very slowly, and tried to make his mouth as clear as possible, for fear that the other party might not understand him well.

Seeing his ups and downs, Meng Chilang thought it was interesting, and supported him with chopsticks in one hand, "I must have said that if I can afford your salary, I will definitely ask you to be my housekeeper. Forget it now."

You don't need to pay me.

Zhao Lingyu said so.

Meng Chilang stopped eating and had been together for a long time. He could already guess Zhao Lingyu's next sentence when he said each sentence. Often at this time, he would just look at him with a smile, but now... …

Why do you always ignore this person's threat to pursue him!

Seeing his annoyed expression, the smile in Zhao Lingyu's eyes deepened. He didn't know that this person's pace hadn't kept up with the rhythm. In fact, he didn't necessarily want Meng Chilang. The current situation has exceeded expectations too much. Zhao Lingyu didn't dare to push himself too fast or push him too hard.

Seeing that he didn't want to continue this topic, Zhao Lingyu talked about other things fluently, and the two chatted and laughed for a while before cutting off the video.

Fang put away his phone, and a person sat beside Meng Chilang.

It's Chang Cheng.

He had been holding back all morning and wanted to talk to Meng Chilang, but it was a pity that Meng Chilang's time had been taken up all this time.

"Your girlfriend? It seems that I don't need to comfort you." Chang Cheng stuffed the last bite of rice into his mouth, and finished his lunch very quickly.

Meng Chilang had no intention of explaining and nodded casually.

"Queen A is indeed so terrifying. I was covered in cold sweat when I saw it. Fortunately, I was assigned to Lao Zhang, otherwise I would not be able to live this life!" If you think that a good boss needs to have more brains, it will be provocative to anyone who listens to self-gratification.

Meng Chilang shook his head with a secret smile.

"You can still laugh!"

"Why not?" Meng Chilang covered the food box, opened the delivery coffee cup, and said, "Alice is a very good teacher."

What Meng Chilang said was definitely not flattery. Not everyone can be a top designer in Meng's design department. Alice's ability is beyond doubt. Although her personality is not easy-going, she is not stingy.

"Then you don't need to pour your morning coffee, do you?"

"If even a cup of coffee can't meet her requirements, that's the real problem." Regarding Chang Cheng's grievances, Meng Chilang explained: "The company's arrangements have his reasons, for example, you follow the experience Rich Zhang, the designer, is because sometimes your ideas are too vague and you need someone with absolute authority to guide you. And what I need is Alice’s keen sense of fashion.”

Meng Chilang said this because he is optimistic about Chang Cheng, he will be a designer with great achievements, Meng Chilang is willing to help this familiar friend for this intuition .

Sure enough, on the first day of work, I accompanied my boss to work overtime.

I don't know if it's because someone has taken care of his diet so well during this period of time, so that the resistance of his stomach has dropped instead. Now he is so hungry that he feels extremely uncomfortable.

But don't expect the other person to be a boss who empathizes with his subordinates.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening when I get off work.

Being able to be in this state at this time, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Zhao Lingyu's tall and straight figure in the underground parking lot. Nothing made Meng Chilang happier than this!

"Is there anything to eat?" He almost ran over.

Without further ado, Zhao Lingyu opened the car door for him, and handed him the dinner he had prepared earlier.

After a few mouthfuls of hot soup, Meng Chilang had the strength to speak: "Didn't you go to sea? You didn't tell me in advance that I'm leaving early. You came here for nothing."

Seeing Zhao Lingyu looking at him with a smile, he put a big spoonful of rice into his mouth, silently thinking, this person wouldn't come here after returning home, right?

Well, forget it, anyway, he doesn't mind the trouble.

Meng Chilang's mood improved inexplicably.

After he finished eating, Zhao Lingyu lowered the passenger seat, and saw him leaning on it with a satisfied look, and the frown that he saw that he was so hungry faded away.

How are you doing today?

"I'll do it myself." Taking the wet towel in his hand and wiping his mouth, Meng Chilang nodded carelessly to his question: "Very good."

Zhao Lingyu touched his face and said: Do you have to work overtime often?

Dodging his hand, Meng Chilang said: "This is normal. When I was with my teacher, it was common for me to work overtime in my studio, let alone now." Seeing his reluctant expression, Meng Chilang Laughing: "You have so many demands. I said, if you are not the boss, no one will be willing to hire you as an employee."

You don't want to either?

He raised his eyebrows, and this question made Meng Chilang laugh.

When he got home, Meng Chilang stepped out of the elevator and said goodnight to Zhao Lingyu.

Zhao Lingyu looked at him quietly, and told him to go to bed early as usual.

Seeing the elevator rising slowly, the number stopped at twenty, and Meng Chilang turned around.

Meng Chilang did not deny that after Zhao Lingyu said that, he had a little bit of expectation.

Life has not changed because of this.

Zhao Lingyu did not.

Neither does he, it seems.