Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

In the afternoon, when Ye Wen appeared in front of me again, the suit jacket was replaced by a handmade brown leather vest, the lower body was paired with light blue jeans and leather high-top military boots of the same color as the vest, and the ring was replaced by a bark textured one. Compared with the morning, the handmade silver ring has a completely different style.

He usually looks younger than his actual age in a suit, but now he is dressed like a student majoring in art.But no matter what clothes he wears, how he matches and what styles he tries, he is very stylish. He is indeed Ye Wen, who is impeccable in both appearance and figure in my family.

I happily followed Ye Wen into the elevator, and he suddenly turned to look at me, "Are you going to shoot a toothpaste commercial?"

I pulled the corners of my mouth and grinned wider, "Is it white enough?"

"Taking an idiot like you out is a detriment to the company's image."

"Don't, it's only with me as a foil that you can look more wise and powerful as an old man."

Ye Wen stared at the white T-shirt on me, "The clothes you're wearing haven't been washed for a few days?"

I looked down at a red oil spot the size of a sesame seed near the collar, which was made when I ate instant noodles last night.

Pretending not to see the oil spots and the dust rubbed on the cuffs, I said to Ye Wen like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "I just washed it, it's the first day I wear it today, if you don't believe me, smell it, I promise you will not!" Smelly."

I lifted up the clothes and put them under Ye Wen's eyelids. Ye Wen took two steps back in disgust, and said seriously: "I should also count the clothing and image of the employees in the scope of the assessment. If they fail, the end-of-month bonus will be deducted. After all In a clothing company, the clothing image of employees directly affects the image of the company, right?"

I wiped my sweat with my sleeve on purpose, moved closer to Ye Wen, made a face and stuck out my tongue at him, he shook his head helplessly.

The elevator went straight down to the underground garage, and I followed Ye Wen, expecting to see that flamboyant Wrangler, but Ye Wen stopped in front of a rather old-looking car, and opened the door without hesitation.

It looks like a Mercedes-Benz, but this model... I turned around the car, and then turned around again, 190E, I don't have much research on cars, I can only tell that this car is definitely old.

As soon as I took the co-pilot seat, I asked, "You have grandchildren in this car, right?"

Ye Wen put on his seat belt and pointed to mine, "This car was discontinued in [-], and this one is from [-]."

I hastily adjusted the seat belt I had put on casually, "Respect the old and love the young, shouldn't such an old man be happy at home with his grandson? How can you bear to abuse the elderly?"

Ye Wen started the car, "Don't worry, this guy has been modified and inspected three times a year."

I carefully looked at the details and decorations in the car, "What about your Wrangler?"

"at home."

"Why do you bother with this classic car if you don't drive it?"

Ye Wen glanced at me, "This is not a classic car, and what we are going to is the Osmanthus Garden, not the prairie."

"Uh...it's so cold, are you infected by Master Qiang?"

Ye Wen laughed, "Why don't you like this car?"

"That depends on what it is compared with."

Ye Wen adjusted the rearview mirror, "This is my first car. My dad gave me an ingenious birthday present. Strictly speaking, it's a full moon gift."

"Ah? Isn't it?" A wicked rich man would never give a car to a child at the full moon.

"Isn't it funny? He bought the car because it was called babybenz. Before I could step on the gas, the car was sitting idle at home. It's a waste to say."

I counted the year, "So this car is more than 20 years old? Isn't it an antique? Is it very valuable?"

Ye Wen smiled, "It's less than two months' salary of yours."

I let out a long "hey", "Boss Ye is not afraid of affecting the company's image by driving such a cheap car?"

Ye Wen turned around and looked at me with a gentle smile, "Compared with driving a discontinued Mercedes-Benz, taking you out will affect the image more."

"Then you still take me? I didn't force you."

"I just don't want to bury a potential design."

"Then you can ask me to find the materials myself, why bring me to make you feel uncomfortable?"

"Just drop by."

I still shyly said: "You really live Lei Feng, how can I repay you? It's better to die..."

Ye Wen interrupted me, "Do you want me to kick you out of the car and take a taxi there?"

I patted my chest, "Come on, just kick."

Ye Wen unceremoniously punched me in the shoulder.

I clutched my arm and screamed for him to pay for the medical expenses.

He didn't look at me, didn't continue to argue with me, and said: "I found that the materials you use to make things are very limited. The few models you have so far are all cotton and linen, right? Wool is used occasionally, but silk is never used once." , everyone has material preferences, but a designer can’t just care about his own preferences, and Negative has always attached great importance to the order and beauty of the combination of different materials.”

Playing with Ye Wen is very interesting, I haven't played enough yet, I don't want to discuss the materials with him, so I still said with a playful smile: "Ye Wen, you are so kind to me."

Ye Wen didn't speak, but I found it interesting to see his expression. When I was happy, I couldn't control my mouth anymore. I moved closer to him and blew into his ear, "Don't be serious. , In fact, you also like me, right?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I didn't see Ye Wen's reaction clearly, I felt my body shake, and then I heard the loud brake sound.Ye Wen opened the car door directly, pointed to the outside and said, "Get down."

I didn't expect him to react so much, so I stopped making trouble immediately, and raised my hands above my head, "Don't, it's just a joke."

Ye Wen looked at me and said word by word: "Get out of the car."

Well, I offended this old man again, I got out of the car and grabbed the car door to prevent him from closing it, "Then can I go home directly?"

"can."

"Oh, that's great."

"It's half a day off work."

"Your uncle!"

"If you don't want to miss work, take a taxi there by yourself. It's 02:30 now. Let's meet there at three o'clock." He was about to close the car door after speaking.

I still clung to it, he tried hard, and finally I stopped before my fingers were pinched, he closed the door and drove immediately, I remembered to catch up, "Hey, where is Muxiyuan? It's so big Where do you want me to find you?"

Ye Wen ignored me and drove away directly. I stopped the taxi, and there were people waiting for the taxis. Ye Wen's old Mercedes-Benz had long since disappeared.

I touched my cell phone and called him, "Where did you say we'll meet?"

"I'm mainly going to look at silk today. You can look for it slowly. If I don't see you before five o'clock, you will be absent from work." He hung up after finishing speaking, and could not answer the call.

I lay down on the back seat and let out a long, long sigh as if testing my vital capacity.

Didn't I just tease you?I don't like it or I don't like it. As for such a big reaction?Guan Erye wants good looks and good figure, although he is not so tall, but saying you like me is not an insult to your personality, is it?

Fortunately, the weather is still cool today, and the breeze blows comfortably. If I want to visit Muxiyuan to find someone like this a month ago, I will have to burn myself to death. Apart from the weather, What needs to be thanked more is Ye Wen's well-dressed outfit and good appearance that keeps turning heads no matter where he goes.

It was already [-]:[-] when I found him. The location was a silk shop on the third row of the north. I saw him inside and went in and patted him on the shoulder. When he turned around and saw me, I was relieved of the danger of my salary being deducted. After that, he turned around and left the store immediately.

When I see silk material, whether it is crepe de chine or georgette, whether it is mulberry silk or tussah silk, whenever I see this kind of thing, I will immediately think of white flesh, soft face, pleats and belt on the buttocks. The sharp shit is black and hard - silkworms.

As soon as I think of it, I feel a burst of nausea from physical to psychological.

After a while, Ye Wen also came out of the store, took some material samples, he stared at me, I smiled at him, he asked: "What's wrong with you?"

I replied: "Nothing."

"Are you uncomfortable? Your complexion is not very good."

I took Ye Wen's hand that didn't hold a material sample and walked away, "I don't like it, oh no, it should be said that I really hate silk products."

Ye Wen twisted his hand away from me, "Don't tell me you've never used silk, a designer shouldn't be prejudiced against materials."

I spread my hands, "To tell you the truth, the creature I hate the most in my life is the silkworm. The so-called hating houses and crows makes me sick to my stomach even when I see any silk fabrics."

Ye Wen looked at me with an unbelievable expression on his face.

I added, "I didn't lie to you."

He looked at me for a few more seconds, and then suddenly laughed out loud, not a sneer, a smirk, but a mockery.

"Guan Guan, are you actually afraid of a bug?"