Chapter 129: Her good talent

Zhong Zhen was frightened, so he stood up so violently, he let out an utterance in his mouth.
After seeing Feng Beichen coming in, she greeted with embarrassment, "Feng is good! Is the meeting over? Do you need to see the guests?" She stood up and prepared to see the guests.
Anyway, what Feng Beichen wants her to do right now, she will do it right away.
Feng Beichen frowned, how could this woman's reaction be so slow?
He glared at her coldly, "What are you up to? Don't care about anything outside? Is there a call coming in?" Obviously he blamed her a bit.
Zhong Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and quickly put away the piece of paper on his desk, his mouth answered, "No, nothing, no call comes in, I will pay attention next time!"
She also realized that she did this, maybe it was really wrong, no matter how it was working time, she should take care of Feng Beichen and the others.
I don't know why, I was so engaged when I started painting, forgetting everything.
The more she wanted to hide the paper quickly, the more he was curious about what was drawn on it, and calmly ordered her, "Bring it!"
This made Zhong Zhen couldn't help but stop the movement of her hand, but she really didn't have the courage to send it to his hand.
"President Feng, I just drew and played casually." Zhong Zhen distinguished quietly.
But there was a sense of surprise from what she painted last time. When she said painting this time, Feng Beichen really wanted to see what she painted this time?
"Bring it!" Feng Beichen said forcefully again.
He also remembered that the last drawing had been given to the customer for confirmation. If approved, he would have to make more detailed drawings, and he needed to refine the drawing.
Seeing him like this, Zhong Zhen knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to walk over, and reluctantly handed the stuff in his hand to him.
Feng Beichen glared at her and unfolded it, and found that the painting on it was more delicate and exquisite. He couldn't help but glance at her and asked coldly, "Did you just paint?"
Of course it is, otherwise how could this painting come from? Of course it is not easy for Zhong Zhen to directly challenge him. He just said lightly, "Yes."
I can’t believe she drew it in such a short period of time, because this drawing was only brought over. He raised the drawing in his hand, "Did you take it directly from my desk?"
Once, Zhong Zhen naturally remembered it in his heart, how could he make another mistake, and now he heard him ask, he immediately reacted, "No, I will make another copy of it. It really won't bring you trouble. Convenient, I'm sorry, I won't do this anymore."
Seeing him panicked, Feng Beichen couldn't bear it. After all, what happened last time was a good thing. Even if it can't be used directly this time, it can greatly expand the designer's thinking.
"I don't blame you. The effect last time was good, but it may be possible for the designer to further communicate with you in two days. The drawing needs to be further improved." Feng Beichen's face was cold, but he said so many words in one breath. It's really rare.
Zhong Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and soon understood, saying this should be a good thing.
"Mr. Feng, do you mean that I can draw some stuff in my free time in the future?" She said with surprise. This is really great. Anyway, so she will It's a specialty, you can't know everything, right?
Feng Beichen nodded, "Yes." Then he continued to look at her paintings.
These words have really inspired her too much. She happily and cautiously asked, "The drawings from last time are really usable, right?"
Feng Beichen looked at her flushed little face with excitement, nodded again, and said in a good mood, "As a reward, the money you borrowed from me last time is fine. You don’t need to pay it back. In addition, if there is something new Give you some material rewards for your achievements!"
This is really great! Zhong Zhen's already beautiful mood was about to fly, she couldn't help but danced, the youthful breath on her face naturally showed, "Great, thank you Feng." But after thinking about it carefully, the last sentence of this promise is the best True, the previous sentence is just an incidental. After all, they have already received the certificate, and he has promised that all living expenses will be borne by him. Of course, the debt of a little bit of money in the past is for him to come.
Assumed.
However, Zhong Zhen didn't care about these things. She was enveloped in a cheerful atmosphere, and her whole body exuded a passion and youthful vitality.
"Come here, give me a press, tired!" Feng Beichen sat on the boss chair. He was really tired. His life has always been like this. From last night to this moment, he really has half a leisure time. nothing.
Zhong Zhen naturally understood him, walked briskly to him, stretched out a gentle little hand, "Okay, I'll press it for you! Relax!"
Standing next to him, she actually wanted to be nice to him from the bottom of her heart. Before contacting him, she only knew his radiance. Now she knows that he is really not easy. The hard work and hard work every day is really true. Not everyone can afford it.
If you want to be prominent, you must work hard to suffer! This is really true.
Her gentle little hands kept stroking back and forth on his shoulders, although they were not too professional and the intensity was a little light, but this feeling was really good.
Looking down from above, his firm and handsome face showed heavy fatigue. People are flesh and blood. No matter what, he would be very tired even if it is almost connected.
"President Feng, how is the injury on your arm?" Zhong Zhen asked thoughtfully and carefully. She really felt sorry for him. No matter what, the injury yesterday was not too light. Not only did he not get any rest, but instead he always Working continuously, the intensity is really not light.
There was still a small wound on his head, but he got up early to take off the gauze for work. After all, he couldn't accept it when he went out with a piece of white cloth.
"It's okay." Feng Beichen said faintly, but his eyes were already heavily closed, feeling sleepy and tired, and he wanted to take a good rest.
Zhong Zhen stopped pressing him on his shoulders and checked his head. Fortunately, it was scabs, but she was worried about the injury on his arm. Looking at his performance, that arm was still stiff after all, not too big. move.
She raised his arm gently, trying to roll up his sleeve, but he frowned tightly, obviously in pain. "Come, let me take it off for you!" Zhong Zhen said as he unbuttoned him.