The president who wears books is cold

"Doesn't he want it?"

Loly responded, thinking of Xu Lin's unhesitating expression when he left, she was surprised and admired in her heart, thinking of how affectionate and dedicated this oriental man will treat his lover in the future.

The sharp pain in his heart made Zhou Ziqian a little out of breath. After falling down on the black leather chair, he looked out the window at the Fifth Avenue stretching out in front of his eyes, and said, "What else did he say?"

Adrian's sadness seems to be conveyed to himself through electric current, Loly hesitated for a moment, and said: "He said that he will never have anything to do with you in the future, and what he said is true."

"is it?"

"Boss, those clothes..."

"As you like, burn it, donate it, or keep it for yourself, as long as you don't let me see it again in this life." After finishing speaking, Zhou Ziqian paused and said, "Thank you, Loly, you can go back to China."

With a sore throat from sadness, Zhou Ziqian tore up the design draft in front of him irritably, thinking that he might be a late bloomer, and Xie Weiqi was his first real first love.

Pure and bright, even if I think of it many years later, I will still feel a lot of emotion for it.

It's just that they met at the wrong time. If they were as rational and mature as Xie Weiqi is today, they might be together forever.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziqian suddenly cried bitterly on the retro desk in front of him.

At that time, he was thinking that Xie Weiqi, who has a stubborn personality but is actually very simple, did not know who would get him in the end.

"46, 47, 48...have you moved out for so many days?"

Li Xin lay on the bed and counted with his fingers. He looked at Xie Weiqi's photos on the Internet for a while, and after nearly 10 minutes of turmoil on the bed, he finally called Xie Weiqi.

At this moment Xu Lin just came out of the shower, seeing that it was Li Xin calling him, he answered the phone.

The sound of her heartbeat almost jumped out of the top of her head. Li Xin knelt down on the bed solemnly, but her tone was pretending to be frivolous, and said: "Not bad, your photos are everywhere on the Internet, Xie Weiqi, congratulations! You are popular !"

Xu Lin's current design office is located in the bustling city center, next to many high-end office buildings.

Some time ago, he accidentally found a photo of himself on the Internet. At first he thought it was Xie Weiqi himself, but he didn't know that the person was himself until he found out that the background of the photo was a coffee shop he frequented recently.

The photo comes from a blog of a female white-collar worker, who said she fell in love with this person at first sight.

"Every day at noon, he would come to the coffee shop opposite the company to drink coffee. He is probably a person who can endure loneliness, holding a magazine or novel in his hand, and usually sits at the outermost table outside the coffee shop. Read a book."

"The posture remains unchanged for nearly half an hour, or if he is tired, he will put his arms on the black carved railing next to him."

"The early winter sun is very warm on my body, and the stone road under the railing is reflected with a layer of dazzling light. I have walked by him many times, and every time I see his back, I have a kind of want to go. The urge to talk to him used to be."

"Say hello and ask him for a phone call. In this way, can I see him anytime?"

I don't know if it's because the female white-collar worker's love letter is too touching, or if Xie Weiqi himself looks... Well, it's not bad. Anyway, this person has become popular for no reason, and now the Internet is full of his photos.

Thinking of the sour love letter, Li Xin snorted softly and said, "That's great, someone can fall in love with you just by looking at your back. Hey, Xie Weiqi, aren't you proud?"

"Fortunately."

"Tch, be proud if you are proud, and I won't envy you because of it. After all, I am a popular star, and there are many people who admire me..." While speaking, Li Xin lay down on the bed with a relaxed body, and let out a sigh Finally, he said: "Have you seen that little white-collar worker? Why do you work so close together, and now this matter is so big...Will those who know her give you a hint? But it's not necessarily... Maybe she is very bold to put such a private matter on the blog, if this is the case, will she come directly to meet you?"

From the beginning to the end, Li Xin was talking to himself in a gossiping tone, and Xu Lin threw away the towel around his neck, dumbfounded, and said, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

As if being poked into a shortcoming by him, Li Xin jumped up from the bed in an instant and said, "You are so treacherous and cunning! I am worried about that girl!"

Speaking loudly, Xu Lin smiled, thinking that he actually knew himself quite well.

In the beginning, this incident didn't make much noise. Later, Xu Lin accidentally saw a picture of himself on the Internet, so he hired the navy to stir up this incident.

As a person who is not familiar with the place of life and cannot even get a relevant diploma but wants to open a design studio of his own and hopes that its business will prosper, Xu Lin has been racking his brains recently to think of a way .

First, through Xie Junnan's relationship, all the documents and procedures were completed. Later, in order to increase the popularity of his design studio named Beiwang and attract talents, he deliberately hyped up this matter.

When the matter developed to this point, Xie Weiqi's identity was dug out. He came from an extraordinary background and graduated from a prestigious foreign school. One day he left his company on a whim. For his own interest, he opened a small design studio.

After discovering that in the urban forest made of reinforced concrete, there is such a person who does not pursue fame and fortune, but only lives by his own hobbies, this person is quickly sought after by everyone.

The outcome of the matter was similar to what I expected, except for those who came here to watch the fun and inquire about the price, Xu Lin really recruited a few very talented subordinates for himself.

Now there are seven designers in the design room, plus their respective assistants, Xu Lin has nearly 20 employees.

But there are advantages and disadvantages in everything. Although there are many people who come here to inquire about prices and intend to let them design and decorate their new houses, this group of people is limited to young people with new ideas.

Next, Xu Lin needs to work steadily with his Nagan colleagues to build Beiwang into a reliable and credible brand, thereby expanding the source of customers.

Xu Lin's long silence made Li Xin think that he had sensed what was on his mind, and after a few dry laughs, he said evasively: "Well, everyone has the heart of gossip, Xie Weiqi, tell me, I promise not Tell the others."

"Well, she came to meet me."

"Then, how do you feel about her? Is she pretty?"

"Very beautiful, I have a great feeling for her."

"Damn it! Xie Weiqi, you are as fucking immoral as Zhou Ziqian! Don't you like men?! If you like men, why do you provoke innocent little girls? You..."

Before Li Xin could say anything, Xu Lin hung up the phone abruptly.

Staring blankly at her mobile phone, Li Xin belatedly remembered that she seemed to have accidentally mentioned Zhou Ziqian's name just now.

"Damn, what is there to miss about that kind of scum?"

Throwing away the mobile phone in his hand, Li Xin was annoyed and unwilling, and in the end, such emotions were replaced by guilt.

After thinking about it, he sent another text message of apology to Xie Weiqi.

Obviously the atmosphere at the beginning was good.

Thinking of this, Li Xin only felt that she was about to die of regret.

"Xie Weiqi, you're so good, you actually steal a man from a woman."

Xu Lin raised his head and glanced at Xiao Rongrong, thinking that this person is really like a plaster fox, no matter where she goes, she has a way to find herself, and she has a big chest, no brains, and no long memory.

Seeing him looking at her coldly, Xiao Rongrong, who felt reasonable, forced herself to look at him, and said, "Tell me Zhou Ziqian's cell phone number and his address in New York, otherwise, I will publish those photos on the Internet, you Isn't it popular? I..."

With a bang, before Xiao Rongrong finished speaking, Xu Lin slammed the bottle of ink at her foot heavily.

"Xiao Rongrong, get out of me now, and don't fool around in front of me again, otherwise... I really don't mind beating up women."

"you!"

Seeing him casually smashing the documents in front of him, Xiao Rongrong backed away in shock and fear.

"Xie Weiqi! You perverted psychopath!"

"boss……"

Xu Lin waved his hand, bowed his head and said to his assistant, "It's okay."

When he squatted on the ground and wiped the ink with a paper towel, Xu Lin was thinking that Zhou Ziqian was like a thorn in his heart. He had obviously forgotten it, but every time someone mentioned it, he felt that the thorn would be hurt even deeper. Push into your own flesh.

Xiao Rongrong always had a way to spoil her good mood. That night, Xu Lin fell asleep in a daze until it was almost early morning.

Hearing the ringtone of his mobile phone, Xu Lin had the urge to swear, seeing that it was Li Xin calling him, he simply turned off the sound.

But I always felt uneasy in my heart. After connecting to the phone, Li Xin's heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone.

"Xie Weiqi, save me...I think I'm dying..."

The voice was very weak, mixed with inconspicuous sobs, which made Xu Lin feel a little nervous unconsciously.