Sang Yu Fei Wan

According to Zhong Beichen himself, after seeing the client, there will be no work today.As soon as Yu Sang came, he happily led Yu Sang around the two-story work area, insisting that the employees see their "lady boss" with their own eyes.

Yu Sang was a little embarrassed at first, but seeing Zhong Beichen so happy, she no longer felt anything wrong.

Walking on the corridor full of studio works, Yu Sang said: "I just saw your work in the brochure."

"Which one?" Zhong Beichen asked, and immediately realized, "Oh, you mean the wedding room, right? That's my first client after graduation."

Zhong Beichen led Yu Sang onto the elevator and walked upstairs to the roof garden.

Walk and talk.

"When I first graduated, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to get orders. After all, I didn't have many contacts, and I was just a stupid rich man." Zhong Beichen smiled, "Who knew that as soon as I opened a studio, I would meet another stupid person?" Rich people."

"How to say?"

"That's it, Li Aiwen," Zhong Beichen said, "I just opened the business, and before I had time to do publicity, he didn't know where to find a studio with only five people at that time, saying that he was getting married and wanted me to be the wedding room. design."

"Hey, Ai Wen..." Yu Sang said, "It sounds familiar."

"Really?" Zhong Beichen didn't care, and continued, "Then, he doesn't care about anything, he gives me the floor plan, and throws me the chat records between him and his wife when they were in love-God knows, there is not a word It’s about future room ideas—let me design whatever I want, without disturbing his honeymoon with his wife.”

"At the time, I thought that this could not be accepted. If the design requirements are not clear, the requirements are not specific, and the owner is the shopkeeper, it is most likely to say no and to make major changes."

Yu Sang found it very interesting, and commented: "In our industry, it's like a product manager talking about a vague demand, saying, first develop, and then change if there are problems."

"Yes." Zhong Beichen said, "Think about it, can I do this? I can't specify it."

"What then?"

"Later... Aiwen saw that I was quite hesitant—I was really hesitant, because the villa was very valuable at first glance, so the design fee he gave must be rich. This is the first bucket of money I earned. Kim—but only if he honestly earns me the money."

"Anyway, he saw that I was hesitant, so he took the initiative to propose that he would never ask for changes many times, and let me play freely. He was afraid that I would not believe it, so he wrote this matter into the contract."

Yu Sang smiled: "There is such an angel Party A."

"Isn't it?" Zhong Beichen said, "I still don't believe it. I asked a lawyer to read the contract. When they said it was okay, I was happy. I signed the contract with a big stroke of the pen, and a few months later—a small amount of money went into my wallet." .”

Zhong Beichen patted the non-existent wallet on his waist, Yu Sang was amused.

After laughing for a while, Yu Sang's smile gradually disappeared, and she looked at Zhong Beichen warily.

Seeing Yu Sang stop, Zhong Beichen turned to look at Yu Sang in confusion.

Yu Sang was suspicious, but didn't say it directly.

However, Zhong Beichen looked at Yu Sang's expression and understood.

"There will be absolutely no adulteration this time," Zhong Beichen promised, "I won't lie to you."

He also said: "And why am I lying to you with this, what can we get from this story? We get something for nothing, pie from the sky, we have to be brave to be a lazy person?"

Yu Sang smiled again: "Understood," adding, "I believe you."

"However," Zhong Beichen walked around behind Yu Sang, hugged Yu Sang's waist from behind, put his chin on Yu Sang's shoulder, and followed Yu Sang's pace step by step like a big dog, "You can Be a lazy person—if you don't have to go to work, you can come to me every day, I'm so happy."

Yu Sang was a little silent.

I think when he was new to the job, Zhong Beichen picked him up sooner or later, and waited downstairs at Yu Sang's every day.

Perhaps it was the same as Yu Sang's mood on the sofa just now, because she knew that the other party would show up eventually, so even the waiting time became sweet.

He should have felt the same happiness, responding to the other party's expectations like what Zhong Beichen is doing now.But because of his own self-esteem, he said no to Zhong Beichen.

"Beichen," Yu Sang covered Zhong Beichen's hand on his waist and stroked gently, "What gift do you want for your birthday?"

"Huh?" Zhong Beichen was surprised, "Why all of a sudden?"

"No, I thought your birthday was coming soon."

"There are still two months left," Zhong Beichen said, "and, don't gifts mean surprises. If I tell you, there will be no surprises."

"So...you already have something you want?" Yu Sang asked.

"...No," Zhong Beichen thought seriously for a long time, "Do I want you to come to me every day?"

"Maybe...it doesn't count," Yu Sang said hesitantly, "It's a bit difficult to execute."

Even if he didn't see Zhong Beichen's expression, Yu Sang knew that Zhong Beichen curled his lips.

He turned around in Zhong Beichen's arms, and comfortingly kissed Zhong Beichen's lips before he recovered his normal expression.

Zhong Beichen was quickly appeased.

"Then I don't have any more," Zhong Beichen said coquettishly after getting the kiss, "I leave the problem to you, I don't want to."

But anyway, Yu Sang thought, no matter what gift to give, saving money is always right.

The high salary of Pushing Yeston has given Yu Sang a lot of money in the near future.Excluding the medical expenses for my mother, there is a lot of balance left every month.Yu Sang searched the Internet for the brands of clothes that Zhong Beichen often wears, and wanted to send a piece of the same grade. After shopping around?, she sighed again.

It's not that they can't afford it, it's just... why would someone spend so much money on a piece of cloth!

Yu Sang felt that her consumption concept and values ​​had been impacted.

With this melancholy in mind, Yu Sang walked into Monday.

Coincidentally, Zhang Wan talked about a new project at the morning meeting on Monday, and she can participate voluntarily, but the progress of the current project cannot be delayed, and there are overtime pay and project bonuses.

Yu Sang, who was trying to find ways to increase her average daily income, signed up without thinking much about it.

It was precisely because of this that Yu Sang was even more busy.In the past, he could spend weekends with Zhong Beichen without distractions, but now he is also looking at the needs of new projects and discussing data structures and task division with other colleagues on weekends.

The new project was an area Yu Sang was not familiar with before, and it was difficult at the beginning.

But Yu Sang felt more and more that she seemed to have the potential similar to Shaking M. When she encountered such a somewhat sluggish job, she felt excited, realized that this was an opportunity for her to improve, and wanted to do her best to grow.

Obviously half a year ago, Yu Sang still felt that he really didn't like this job, and that's why he spent every day doing nothing but bending over for money.

On the one hand, Yu Sang was excited and tireless, but on the other hand, Zhong Beichen complained.

"You don't accompany me anymore!" One Sunday afternoon, Yu Sang was sitting on the bed holding the computer and discussing work with colleagues. Zhong Beichen, like a big cat, got into the gap between the laptop and Yu Sang's stomach, and complained. .

Yu Sang rubbed Zhong Beichen's hairy head perfunctorily: "Wait a minute, the realization of this function will soon come to a conclusion..."

Zhong Beichen lay on Yu Sang's stomach, humming and spraying hot air from his nostrils on Yu Sang's belly, until Yu Sang couldn't stand the itching, and smiled and wanted to push Zhong Beichen's head off his stomach.

After the work finally came to an end, Yu Sang closed the computer and said to Zhong Beichen who was pushed down and pouted on the bed, "Okay."

He patted Zhong Beichen's hand, and Zhong Beichen turned over and leaned next to Yu Sang again: "Why is your boss oppressing the working people like this?"

Yu Sang didn't talk to Zhong Beichen about the new project, but said that she's been busy with work recently.

After all, he wanted to save money to buy a gift for Zhong Beichen, so he deliberately concealed it.

So Yu Sang smiled and didn't refute.

Zhong Beichen said again: "I never let employees work overtime. Otherwise, you can come to me."

Yu Sang smiled: "What can I do when I go to your place, at most I can serve tea and water."

Zhong Beichen imagined: "Our current website maintenance also needs technical personnel, and we can start new businesses. Now that 'Internet+' is so popular, we also follow the trend and make an APP of our own brand. Customers can directly consult online. , place an order online and save time in the store. You will be my technical director!"

"It's better to find an outsourcer, which is faster, cheaper and cheaper," Yu Sang discussed rationally, "it's not worthwhile to recruit specifically."

Zhong Beichen cheated: "I don't care, I just want you."

The word "want" quickly changed its flavor.The two of them were making a fuss on the bed, and it was hard not to get angry.

In other words, no matter where two people are arguing, it is difficult not to get angry.

It didn't take long before no one was in the mood to discuss whether the boss was squeezing, whether it was worthwhile to recruit technical personnel, and so on.When the curtains were drawn, the whole room was dim and ambiguous.

The two quarreled from noon to noon, and no one wanted to go out for a run at the originally planned lunch.Zhong Beichen leaned against the head of the bed, hugging Yu Sang, scrolling through the delivery app lazily and contentedly, and asked Yu Sang what to eat.

Yu Sang leaned on Zhong Beichen's shoulder, looking at the various lunch lists, and was about to choose one, when a call suddenly came into Zhong Beichen's cell phone.

The caller is "Dr. Chen".

Zhong Beichen frowned, glanced at Yu Sang, pulled his arm out from under Yu Sang, got out of bed, put on his slippers, stood by the window, and answered the phone far away from Yu Sang.

Yu Sang naturally couldn't hear what Zhong Beichen said on the phone, but looking at Zhong Beichen's back, Yu Sang could easily sense the change in the atmosphere.

Zhong Beichen replied in a low voice: "Okay." Then he said "Got it" and "I'll be there right away".

After hanging up the phone and returning to Yu Sang's side, Zhong Beichen was no longer as relaxed as before.

"What's wrong?" Yu Sang asked worriedly.

Zhong Beichen shook his head, returned to the bed in silence, straddled Yu Sang with his arms and legs, half pressed on Yu Sang's body, buried his head on Yu Sang's shoulder, and hugged Yu Sang.

Yu Sang touched Zhong Beichen's hair.

After a while, Zhong Beichen said, "I... am going to Qingyuan."

After counting, today is suitable for explosive updates, and I don’t divide chapters, 3k chapters~~