cheongsam boy

The light in the conference room brightened and dimmed with the slide show. Gu Zhuo stood in front of the conference table calmly, explaining to the other party in a steady voice, while Song Rin stood on the outer circle of the table, waiting for Gu Zhuo After Zhuo finished a sentence, he accurately translated and conveyed it.

The two cooperate with each other, and the pauses are appropriate, so that even bilingual simultaneous translation sounds clear and tidy, without fatigue.

Just as Yang Xunzi expected, after the exhibition ended, the opposing team really raised many professional and targeted questions.With previous preparations and Gu Zhuo's abundant knowledge in the field, he was able to answer with ease. Song Rin's interpretation also maintained a consistent level without any mistakes.

After the negotiation was over, Yang Xunzi proposed a meal discussion at the right time, but was declined, but the next second, the other party changed the subject and asked if he could watch the cheongsam displayed this time.

This is a more straightforward hint of opportunity than the promise of a meal, and Yang Xunzi immediately agreed, and quickly fixed the time to seize the opportunity.

The other party's secretary personally sent them to the elevator entrance. As soon as the elevator door closed, Yang Xunzi suppressed his pretended calmness in his excitement, and said while taking out his mobile phone.

"This thing is likely to be successful. Fortunately, I made more preparations and brought all the clothes. I will rent some fake models. When the time comes..."

"Find a real person."

Just as Yang Xunzi was chattering, Gu Zhuo suddenly interrupted. He pushed down his glasses and repeated, "Look for a real person."

Yang Xunzi's figure paused, and she turned around and frowned: "It's impossible for me to find a real-life model for you that fits every cheongsam."

"I know, there's no need," Gu Zhuo leaned back with his pockets in his pocket, "Look for real people, and I'll modify them according to their body shapes."

Hearing Gu Zhuo's words, Yang Xunzi frowned even tighter: "Are you crazy? In less than two days, how do you change more than a dozen cheongsams?"

"Just hurry up," Gu Zhuo said, turning his head to look at Yang Xunzi, his eyes fixed on him, "We will try our best to do our best before the undecided result."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Zhuo didn't know what to think of, the look in his eyes changed, and he returned to a lazy and idle look, and joked.

"It's not that you said that you want me to use dim sum. Then I will work hard now so that you don't miss a chance to have a brikin bag."

Yang Xunzi took a deep look at Gu Zhuo, her expression changed from astonishment to helplessness, she sighed: "Okay, I understand, I'll find you a real model."

Gu Zhuo nodded: "By the way, rent a studio, please be quiet."

Changing the cheongsam must be looking for a place, Yang Xunzi understood, she thought for a while and asked: "Is there anything else, such as fabrics and needlework."

Gu Zhuo looked at the number that jumped to 1, shook his head and said, "No, I prepare these myself."

Knowing Gu Zhuo's high request, Yang Xunzi didn't say anything more after he said yes. At this time, the elevator happened to reach the first floor, and the three of them walked out of the building together.

On the way, Yang Xunzi kept sending messages and was very busy. Gu Zhuo took a look at her and calmly protected her to the inside, then slowed down and retreated to Song Rin's side.

Song Rin was thinking about the conversation in the elevator just now. Gradually, the sunlight on the side of his face was covered. When he realized it, Gu Zhuo was already standing beside him, and the shoulders of the two were rubbing against each other as they walked.

There was a slight rubbing sound of cloth materials at the corner of the shoulders, like a primer, evoking the memory of the hug in the meeting room just now.

Song Rin coughed unnaturally as he was bewildered with embarrassment. Just as he was trying to find a way to resolve it, the phalanges they accidentally touched collided with each other under the setting sun, and there was a sound of static electricity.

The needle-like feeling made the two withdraw their hands reflexively, but they both stopped separating at the moment the pain dissipated. In the next second, their gazes met unexpectedly under the setting sun.

The flow of people around was still turbulent, but the moment the two people's eyes met, it seemed that a special space suddenly appeared in this world.

And ambiguity arose in this slow time.

Looking at Song Rin who was in a daze, Gu Zhuo's bad thoughts were surging like the burning clouds that day.

He decided to go one step further.A little anxious, but more afraid of missing out.

Gu Zhuo approached a little bit, and the other hand hanging by his side followed the movement and quietly pressed Song Rin's briefcase, and while he was talking, he poked it up little by little.

"Song Rin, tell me, is it me who discharges electricity to you, or you who discharges electricity to me. Or, are we discharging electricity to each other?"

Gu Zhuo's words actually smacked of flirting, but because of the straightforwardness, the annoying discomfort was eliminated, and the disturbing feelings were left behind.

The options did not leave a way for Song Rin to retreat. No matter which way he went back, he was the one who was led by the nose.In the previous relationship experience, Song Rin had never been teased to the point where he couldn't fight back. Such a gap made him a little bit ashamed.

Song Rin pretended to be calm, and didn't follow the words: "We're not Pikachu, where did the discharge come from? It's just too dry. Go back and put on more hand cream."

But Gu Zhuo became concerned, how could he let him go so easily, and changed the subject again: "Although I really want to think it's the last option, I think it's actually just me who is discharging you. "

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo frowned, with a soft apology in his eyes: "Then I'm really sorry, Chief Song, I couldn't control my liking for you all of a sudden, so I told it to sneak out, If I offended you, I hope you understand."

This literally meant an apology, but no matter how you listened to it, it was not the case, especially when Song Rin saw the cunning in Gu Zhuo's eyes, he was amused and angry.

"You..."

Song Rin wanted to swear, but he didn't know what to swear. Gu Zhuo was too tactful, and the meaning of his words was flawless, causing Song Rin to pop several words to his lips, but he just couldn't swear.

Just as Song Rin was racking her brains to think about how to get back on defense, the sound of Yang Xunzi's rushing high-heeled shoes came to her ears. She looked eager and didn't notice the ambiguity between the two of them at all.

"Gu Zhuo, I'm in a hurry. I have to go first. Xiao Fang drove over and stopped outside. Remember to take Chief Song to dinner."

The atmosphere was suddenly interrupted, and both of them were stunned for a moment, but fortunately, Gu Zhuo reacted faster.

He didn't ask what was the matter, but just glanced at the high heels on Yang Xunzi's feet, and made a decision in a moment: "You take Xiaofang's car, and I'll take Song Lin back by taxi later."

Yang Xunzi shook her head, she was still concerned about Song Rin, but just when she wanted to continue to refuse, Song Rin immediately answered the question.

Song Rin hurriedly said: "Miss Yang, it's not convenient for you to wear high heels to stop the car, we can just stop the taxi, I'm not in a hurry."

While speaking, Yang Xunzi was still hesitating, but the phone in his hand kept vibrating, as if urging her to make a decision.She glanced at the message, finally said hello, apologized to Song Rin, and hurried out.

When Yang Xunzi interrupted her like this, the original atmosphere disappeared completely, and when she left, all that was left was the embarrassment after the ambiguity.

Gu Zhuo felt it was a pity, but he knew how to be content, not to mention that the future is long, so he doesn't need to be in a hurry.

He moved a little away to give Song Rin some space to relax, and asked softly, "Are you hungry, let's have something to eat first."

When Gu Zhuo asked this question, he looked at Song Rin with cautious probing eyes, like a child making up for something wrong. People knew it was intentional, but they still couldn't help but soften their hearts.

Coupled with the regression in his small movements, it brought Song Rin not only relaxation in space, but also relaxation in thought, allowing him to gradually return to his previous comfort and ease.

Although Song Rin was secretly annoyed at his disappointment, he couldn't ignore the throbbing throbbing in his heart. He responded calmly and discussed with Gu Zhuo where to eat.

They didn't decide how far away, so they found a porridge shop near the hotel, and the two stopped a taxi to go there. After eating a bowl of light porridge with side dishes, they walked back to the hotel under the moonlight.

Since arriving in Beijing, the weather has been surprisingly good, there is no fog or haze, the sky is clear and sunny during the day, and the clearness of the day is also stolen at night, and even a few stars can be glimpsed vaguely.

Since graduating and going abroad for postgraduate study, Song Rin really hasn't seen the night in Beijing for a long time. He lifted his chin out of his collar and let out a white breath into the air.

As soon as Song Rin moved, Gu Zhuo's gaze was involuntarily drawn towards him. Looking at his smile, Gu Zhuo slowly rubbed his hand in his pocket.

In fact, along the way, Gu Zhuo was quite well-behaved, but Song Rin could always inadvertently reveal something to stir his unruly thoughts.

This is not Song Rin's fault, it's his own problem. His love came suddenly, but it was extremely violent. In the surging surge, every part of Song Rin fascinated him, attracted him, and sent him into deep ruin.

Gu Zhuo approached calmly, his bent elbow touched Song Rin's, and he asked: "I plan to go to Lan Que tomorrow to find the silk thread for changing the cheongsam, but I'm afraid I'll get lost again, Chief Song , do you have time tomorrow, I would like to ask you to show me the way."

Hearing this, Song Rin raised his eyebrows and replied, "You forgot? The two of us got lost together."

Gu Zhuo was choked for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, annoyance appeared in his eyes, how could he forget this.

Annoyed, but people will still make an offer, Gu Zhuo's mind turned quickly, thinking about what other reasons he could use.

Seeing Gu Zhuo's expression, Song Rin couldn't help laughing, he poked Gu Zhuo back with his elbow, and joked.

"If you want to make a date, just say it. You have been teasing so vigorously in the afternoon, how come you can't even speak clearly about the person you are dating?"

As soon as Song Rin finished speaking, Gu Zhuo immediately looked up at him, his eyes flashed with surprise, he stared at Song Rin for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Gu Zhuo shook his head with a broken smile, and said sarcastically, "My mind was blocked."

Speaking of this, he immediately looked up at Song Rin, and asked in a very solemn tone: "Then I won't go around in circles, Chief Song, do you have time tomorrow, I want to ask you out."

Song Rin stopped to look at him, thought for a while, and asked an unexpected question: "The first time you asked me out, was to work with you?"

Gu Zhuo didn't expect Song Rin's words, he didn't understand, Song Rin's words just now clearly meant to agree, why did he suddenly turn to a hesitant question now.

Gu Zhuo was a little dazed, but when he saw the cunning success in Song Rin's eyes, he immediately understood.

I didn't expect this person to hold a grudge. He lost his way in the afternoon, and he can still remember to take revenge now.

Seeing him like this, Gu Zhuo completely let go of his hands and feet. He took off his glasses, took a step closer, and said aggrievedly: "But now I only have an excuse to work, Chief Song, you don't even use it for me. I have no choice but to make other excuses."

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo stretched out his hand, lifted the knuckle that had static electricity in the afternoon, and raised his eyebrows: "Or, to be simpler, there can be a third option between us? Chief Song, give me a shortcut?"

After recovering from the incident in the afternoon, Song Rin was no longer the previous Song Rin. He looked at Gu Zhuo's raised knuckles, smiled and stretched out his hand to press it down.

Song Rin grinned at him: "Be a down-to-earth person and do things honestly. What the ancestors said makes sense."

"Well, I know, it's because I'm not doing my duty, and I'm thinking wrongly," Gu Zhuo responded kindly, but what he was doing was completely opposite, and then Song Rin's movements hooked his fingers, "But I I can't help it, Chief Song, what should I do, can I still ask you out?"

Song Rin didn't intend to refuse at all, and just now he just wanted to play with revenge, but what he didn't expect was that Gu Zhuo could be so willing to tease him, and his words and actions were all touching.

Song Rin sighed and was defeated, he poked Gu Zhuo's restless fingers in a discouraged way, and while the lights of the roadside cars passed by, he played back his voice in a drawn out tone.

The author has something to say: 3625 words, not short, don't say I am short.

Recently, I was dragged by the neck to go to the company to accompany me to work. I am busy at the end of the year, and I always work overtime. I may follow up later, but try to be early. There are not many when there is something, because most of the time I sit there and make tea. Snacks, what happened today was purely unexpected, sorry for the late update.

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