She messed with me first

Qi Xi had lived for 28 years, and it was the first time someone came to her door to beg for something, and she felt mixed feelings in her heart.

She can accept the embarrassment, but the owner's attitude seems not right, it's a bit too good...

Afraid of being overheard by other colleagues, Qi Xi lowered his voice and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I've been too busy recently, so I forgot to send back the clothes in time. Don't worry, I've kept everything well, and everything is not bad."

Meng Qingrang still smiled, with a calm and polite tone, "It's okay, I blame myself for not paying attention at the time, and I have been on a business trip recently, and I have no chance to find you, so I took the liberty to bother you today, didn't I cause you any trouble?"

"No." Qi Xi took a pen and paper over, pushed it in front of Meng Qingrang and said, "Leave me an address, and when I go back after the exhibition, I'll send you the clothes and wallet right away."

Meng Qingrang didn't answer, but glanced at her mobile phone, and asked, "Is it convenient for Fang to add a WeChat account? I am very interested in the design of your company, and there are plans to renovate it recently. Not surprisingly, it may Trouble you."

With Du Mingcheng in front, Qi Xi actually didn't believe Meng Qingrang's words. She was able to attend the opening ceremony of the International Jewelry Exhibition as a guest, and her worth can be imagined. It's a little-known small company, but it seems that there is no reason to say no to it, because I am helped by others first, and I am wronged later.

"I'll sweep you." Qi Xi said.

Meng Qing said "um", opened the QR code, and handed it to Qi Xi.

"Ding!" After scanning the code successfully, Qi Xi asked while sending out a friend application, "Meng Qingrang, is this your real name?"

"Yes." Meng Qingrang passed the verification, stood up and said, "I won't bother you anymore, I'll contact you when I get back."

Qi Xi, "OK."

After sending Meng Qingrang away, Fan Ying, a colleague from the marketing department who had been staring at Qi Xi for a long time, immediately ran over and asked, "Who was that guy just now? He doesn't look like an ordinary person, how did you know each other?"

Qi Xi didn't want to say more, and said vaguely: "I've seen it once, but I'm not familiar with it."

"Okay, alas, she just said that she wants to renovate, can you push her business card to me, let me follow this order? The old rule, I only need performance, and all the commissions will belong to you." Fan Ying sighed worriedly, "My performance in the past two months has been really bad. If this continues, Mr. Li should let me pack up and leave."

This year's environment is not good, Qi Xi understands Fan Ying's difficulties, if it were someone else, she would definitely give in, anyway, the money is not bad, Meng Qing let... No, she is definitely not that kind, they will harass a few more 'Customers who can be reached on the phone.

"If you haven't given an exact answer, it means you haven't decided yet. We'll talk about it when we have an idea." Qi Xi politely declined.

Fan Ying was disappointed, "Okay, remember to ask later."

Qi Xi, "Yes."

----

There were not many audiences in the afternoon, and after three o'clock, most people in the exhibition were resting.

Qi Xi was not completely idle, and sat alone on the side, sorting out customer information according to WeChat and business cards.

Seeing Meng Qingrang's name, Qi Xi stopped writing.

The jewelry exhibition is in Hall 1, which is far away from Hall 3 where they are located. How did Meng Qingrang find it?

Qi Xi was puzzled.

In fact, it was really just a coincidence, just like the figure on the city wall, as soon as he looked up, he saw it.

----

At nearly eleven in the morning, Meng Qingrang, who finished work related to the International Jewelry Fair, did not go to the dinner arranged by the organizer for an excuse, and wanted to go directly to the airport.

Meng Qingrang had nothing to do while waiting for his assistant Zhou Mai, who was caught up in other things, to come over.

She wanted to walk around, but she was afraid of being recognized by her colleagues in the fashion industry at the jewelry exhibition, and she was forced to engage in ineffective greetings, so after coming out of the reception room, she went straight out of Hall 1.

Unexpectedly, walking along a passage, I came to the Decoration Expo, which also opened today.

B312, the booth of Qi Xi's company, is next to the No. 5 entrance.

At first, Meng Qingrang only planned to pass by. She didn't want the staff not to see the guest card in front of her, so she enthusiastically handed over an exhibition description.

Meng Qingrang picked it up out of politeness, and then looked up habitually.

Just one glance.

Qi Xi happened to be in that glance—long hair standing up, full of energy, surrounded by a group of people giving an explanation, even if he didn’t understand anything, didn’t have any decoration intentions, and just came to visit the lively old man, he was very patient .Occasionally, when I am free, I will hide behind the poster rack with my colleagues and touch fish.Turning the pencil with pale fingertips, she looked out from time to time, her cautious look made Meng Qingrang think of a word that didn't match her age—probing her head.

Meng Qingrang laughed silently.

When Qi Xi got busy again, she walked in holding the exhibition description.

She didn't go directly to find Qi Xi, but sat in the rest area not far away and waited for her.

Wait until there is no one around her, get up and go forward.

----

The end of the exhibition was a weekend, and Qi Xi and the others had no time to rest, so they went back to work the next day.

At the morning meeting, Li Shu arranged for Qi Xi and Fan Ying to sort out customer information together in several markets and follow up customer needs as soon as possible.

Zheng Youling sighed speechlessly when he heard this arrangement, and said, "Mr. Li, there is a lot of work waiting in the design department. There is a shortage of people and time. You arrange the designer with the highest efficiency and the highest customer satisfaction to the marketing department." Isn't it too wasteful?"

Li Shu was questioned face to face, and her expression suddenly became ugly. She looked at Qi Xi who had not taken the initiative to speak during the meeting, and directly threw the question to her, "Qi Xi, do you have any questions?"

Qi Xi put down the pencil on the work notebook, raised his eyes and looked back, "No."

"Then it's settled like this. During Qi Xi's absence, Yu Hai will focus on the work of the design department and end the meeting." Li Shu made a final decision, got up and left first.

Others also left the conference room in twos and threes.

Qi Xi and Zheng Youling walked last.

Seeing that no one was there, Zheng Youling asked depressedly: "Why didn't you refute just now? Month after month, how do you get paid for performance if you don't draw pictures?"

Qi Xi has been too tired these days and has no energy. Hearing this, he just twirled his pencil habitually and said, "I have a private job."

"Private work?" Zheng Youling was surprised, "Where do you get the time? You don't stay up until two or three o'clock every day, do you? Xixi, you are still young, if things go on like this, what should you do if your body breaks down?"

"It's alright, I'm measured."

"Oh, there is a sense of proportion. Then last year, who stayed up late for a long time, which made the immunity too weak, and fell ill intermittently for two months after winter?" Zheng Youling said coolly.

Qi Xi was exposed, and rubbed the tip of his nose with his notebook in embarrassment, "Who hasn't reached the stage of a young cat yet?"

"..." Zheng Youling was at a loss for words. Regarding the matter of night owls, she really had no right to talk about Qi Xi. A few years ago, she was the one who really loved black and white.

Zheng Youling was short-tempered, glared at Qi Xi angrily, and eased his attitude, "Xi Xi, I'm surprised, even if you don't get performance salary and market commission, the basic salary should be higher than mine, but why do I always feel that Are you short of money? Is it really like someone said before, there is a bottomless pit at home?"

Zheng Youling didn't mean what he said, but Qi Xi meant it when he listened. The smile on her lips stopped for a moment, and then resumed in an instant.

"Nothing." Qi Xi smiled calmly. After she finished speaking, she covered her lips with her hand and yawned, and said sleepily, "You go back first, I'll make a cup of coffee."

Zheng Youling wanted to ask again, but seeing that Qi Xi was really tired, she took away her notebook and pencil and said, "Don't worry, take a rest, I'll call you if something happens."

Qi Xi smiled, "Thank you."

When she came back, Fan Ying had been waiting for her at the table for a long time.

"Did the beauty at the exhibition who wanted to decorate the house contact you?" Fan Ying asked.

Qi Xi paused, and said calmly: "No." But he was thinking in his heart, it's going to kill him, why did he forget about the wallet and clothes again.

"Then you take the initiative to ask her. It will be the end of the month soon, and my life and death depend on you."

"Row."

Qi Xi found out Meng Qingrang's WeChat in front of Fan Ying, and sent her a message: [Miss Meng, I am Qi Xi from Youshang Design, I chatted with you at the exhibition last Friday.You said you wanted to renovate your house, do you still have the intention? 】

Meng Qingrang returned quickly: [Yes. 】

Qi Xi: [Okay, then when is convenient for you, let's meet and talk about your needs. 】

Meng Qingrang: [Just tonight. 】

Qi Xi: [Okay, you choose a place, I'll go find you. 】

Meng Qingrang: [Genting, A03, 7:[-] p.m. 】

Isn't this the private room where Li Meng almost had an accident last time?

Did Meng Qing choose this place on purpose, or was it a coincidence?

Qi Xi pressed the keyboard, her lips pursed into a straight line.

Seeing that Qi Xi was not moving, Fan Ying hurriedly urged her, "Quickly agree."

Qi Xi looked at the text in the dialog box, shook hands, and silently said to herself: "It's okay, this time it's a woman." Moreover, she doesn't look like a bad person.

----

On the 16th floor of T&F, the working atmosphere in the open office area is as tense as ever. From time to time, people rush past with documents or communicate violently on the phone.

On the east side, the creative director's office is separated by a wall and a door.

After communicating with his assistant Zhou Mai about the itinerary, Meng Qingrang sat behind the large desk, with bright sunlight shining on his side.

After receiving Qi Xi's affirmative reply, Meng Qing let the phone be turned off and put it aside, tapped the table with his fingers in a good mood, and said to Zhou Qi who was sitting opposite: "The weather is good today."

Zhou Qi couldn't feel the warmth of the sun at all, his expression was like a funeral, "Sister, is this really necessary?"

Meng Qingrang didn't even think about it, "Yes."

Zhou Qi was suffocated and felt aggrieved.

Didn't he dye matcha green on his birthday?

Didn't you drink it for a while and forgot to dye your hair back before going home?

No, heck, maybe I spent more than 80 in one night...

"Sister, you are insulting my personality!" Zhou Qi protested, did he make some huge mistake?As for being dissatisfied with shaving his head, do you still want him to come to Meng Qingrang's office every day to study the history of T&F development, and recite it on time at night?Is he shameless?

Yes, Meng Qingrang felt that it was completely unnecessary, "When I was your age, I already won three gold medals in design competitions, how about you?"

"..." Is this comparable?

Zhou Qi didn't dare to speak clearly, he turned a page casually, looked at the densely packed text on it, and whispered.

Meng Qingrang didn't bother to talk to him, and instead asked, "Do you have Du Mingcheng's phone number?"

Last time at Genting, Du Mingcheng let Qi Xi off before he left. Later, he heard that he had an accident while driving while drinking, and he has been recuperating at home. Calculating the time, he should be out soon.

Before coming out, it is better to calculate some troublesome things.

Zhou Qi looked up, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Call him and ask him to arrive at Genting A6 at 03:[-] in the evening."

Zhou Qi was confused, "Who's looking for it?"

Meng Qingrang, "Me."

"Oh? You can't even let me play with Du Mingcheng, why do you find him yourself, a big double-standard scene?"

"I have something to do with him."

"What's the matter? Good thing, bad thing? Let me tell you, Du Mingcheng has been holding back at home for so long, and if he releases it suddenly, he might cause commotion because of his madness. For the sake of T&F, the foundation business that uncle and aunt have worked hard for most of their lives, I suggest you not look for him." Zhou Qi touches his conscience to persuade.

Meng Qing let out a snort, "Of course you've finished talking, so if I don't listen, am I being ignorant?"

Zhou Qi smiled shyly and asked her, "Then you won't make any calls?"

Meng Qingrang said kindly, "What do you think?"

Zhou Qi straightened his back and replied loudly, "We must fight!"

In less than a minute, Zhou Qi hung up the phone, "It's done!"

Meng Qingrang let out an 'um' casually, sat up, and started to deal with work.

Zhou Qi continued to review his T&F development history.

10 minutes passed, and I didn't read a single line.

After struggling for a long time, Zhou Qi couldn't help stretching out his tentative feet towards Meng Qingrang, "Sister."

Meng Qingrang, "Say."

"I have no class tonight, no appointment, no home, very lonely."

"speak English."

"I want to go to Genting with you!"

"..."

Meng Qingrang signed his name on the last page of the document cleanly and smoothly, and asked him without raising his head, "Go to see the excitement?"

Zhou Qi accused her of not understanding herself, "Immortals are easy to provoke, and little ghosts are difficult to deal with. I'm afraid that you will suffer if you go to see Du Mingcheng alone."

"Heh." Meng Qing didn't dare to give Du Mingcheng the courage, but with Zhou Qi around, she didn't have to control the process herself, and besides, it was only interesting when there were a lot of people.

"You can go, there is a task." Meng Qing let go.

Zhou Qi immediately closed the history of T&F development, and asked eagerly, "What task?"

Meng Qingrang, "Use your strengths and be a dog's leg for a beautiful sister for one night."

Zhou Qi, "..." Why does it sound like a curse?

"Which sister? What does it have to do with you? I don't serve ordinary people!" Zhou Qi's position was extremely firm.

Meng Qingrang leaned back in the chair, letting the bright morning light shine into his eyes, "It doesn't matter now, not necessarily in the future."