Chapter 83: Eighty three blocks

There is a saying in the advertising public relations circle, all the companies that have compared the drafts go back and take it as a famous saying of truth.
Overtime work for free, boiled until the hair lost one by one, and finally told you that I don’t think it’s k, bye bye.
And the things that are directly picked up and copied by other advertising design companies as their own are endless.
After knowing this, Lu Hongsheng personally came to the marketing department to express his dissatisfaction.
In his view, Dross is the company he recommends, and there is no need to compare drafts and hesitation. This is simply looking down on him.
Vice President Lu felt insulted and despised. His blushing neck shouted in Ye Kangning's office. Ye Kangning looked at him gently. From beginning to end, there was only one sentence: "Zuo Si has agreed."
Lu Hongsheng had no choice but to leave in anger.
Zhuo Si looked completely prepared, and Yuema didn't know whether it was because the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and he was very hard-working, and agreed to compare the draft with Zhuo Si.
The first time for the three parties to communicate was set at 10 a.m. next Monday. The people of Yuema were a long time ahead of the agreed time. Ye Kangning led the meeting room. He stood at the door of the meeting room and stopped. Chuichi was called over.
As soon as he waved his hand, he ran over, and leaned on his head and waited for instructions.
Ye Kangning smiled: "Go get the pen and paper and come in and listen."
At the beginning of the garden, he turned back obediently, pinched a notebook and came back, entered the meeting room very carefully, and sat quietly next to the turtle.
Turtle looked at her like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden. She rolled her eyes in disgust, and the chair moved sideways silently.
There were two people coming from Yuema. The headed man was bowing his head at this time and was talking to his colleague next to him.
He spoke very slowly and his voice was low, and it came faintly.
Chuichi didn't know how to describe the voice.
It was like a piece of borneol sliding down the eardrum, calm and light, with a sharp cold feeling.
He seemed to have noticed the line of sight seen by Chuichi. He suddenly stopped talking, raised his head, and looked over with long eyes.
At first he was shocked.
Lu Jiaheng's eyes are also slender, slightly picking up, and the pupils are dark. When you stare at you, it seems that the whole person is lying in your ear and saying love, with a lot of affection.
This man's eyes are slightly similar to him. He is concave and warped, but his eyes are cold, and his pupils are very light.
With one glance, he lowered his eyes and listened to Ye Kangning talking to him.
At first thought, the handsome guy in this world is really more eye-catching than his looks. Lu Jiaheng and his father are also very handsome, which makes people feel very insignificant.
After waiting for a while, Xiao Yi and Zhao Mei were late.
Zhao Mei smiled as soon as she came in: "Sorry, we are not late, there is a little traffic jam on the road."
Chuichi raised his eyes and glanced at his watch.
People did not arrive late, at 9:58, it was two minutes earlier than they came at the time.
Chuchi silently vomited in his heart, and the next second, Lu Jiaheng also followed.
She opened her mouth, and Yu Guang glanced at Xiao Yi's eyes and closed it again.
Jingheng Group mainly focuses on commercial operations, bd construction and real estate development. In recent years, it has started to enter the Internet and film and television entertainment. This project is also a real estate direction.
Chuichi had never seen what Lu Jiaheng looked like when he was in a meeting, and when he told him this time, he felt he was not enthusiastic.
At this time he casually pulled the chair to sit at the table, leaning back lazily, leaning over his body, casually.
Lu Jiaheng studied finance. She didn't expect him to know anything about front-end development. She looked at him suspiciously and waited for him to let off.
The chin was shocked.
The man is not slow or slow, and there is not much talk, but the logic is clear and rigorous. The details are linked one by one. The questions raised are often direct. The soft and lazy voice is slow and comfortable. The points are sharp, making it easy for people to follow his rhythm.
In addition to Xiao Yi, who can occasionally insert two sentences, it is basically silent. Only the indifferent Mr. Yuema has come and gone with him.
Until the meeting ended, the two men looked at each other, and Hakuchi even felt the sparks popping out of the eyes of the two men.
I don't know why, Chuichi suddenly thought of the long-awaited little chrysanthemum. When he mentioned his sweetheart, it was this sparkling and lightning eyes.
Chuchi shivered, picked up things and got up, and finally walked out of the meeting room.
She had just put things on her desk, and as the little girl in the office began to boil up again, she looked like a wolf to their new target, the leader of the Yuema.
At this time, Mr. Leng is talking to Lu Jiaheng. Lu Jiaheng is very tall, almost like a 1877, 188, the man is about the same height as him, two handsome men of different types stand together, like making a movie of.
Xu Planning was boiling again, and took the newly-designed the side: "I'm sorry, I don't love President Lu anymore. I still like this kind of high-cold abstinence money than this kind of sullen one."
"Is this the boss from Yuema?"
"Not the boss, it seems that it is a friend of the leader over there, come over temporarily to help."
"I just heard him talking to President Xiao Lu at the door, surnamed Gu."
"Okay, the standard male surname, I hope everyone will come to my wedding with Mr. Gu next month."
A few girls hid behind the lattice with a small laugh, halfway up, they saw a fluffy head popping out of the partition, their eyes blinked and looked at them, and asked softly, "You and Mr. Gu's wedding Can I go too? I also like the high cold, so I will join in the fun."
Xu Planning: "..."
Xu Planning shivered, and suddenly felt that the surrounding air was a bit cold.
Looking back again, she saw that her marriage partner next month did not know when she had left. At first glance, she was standing beside her, slightly raised her eyebrows, and said lazily, "I whispered during work."
Three seconds later, everyone quickly returned to their seats, quietly.
Chuichi also retracted honestly.
Later, for several days, Lu Jiaheng was not very enthusiastic about talking with Chuzhi. When Chuzhi sent him a message, or when he met with the video at night, he was also concise, but if the words are like gold, if you can say one word, you will not say two. word.
At the beginning, Chuichi felt that he was too busy, and then finally found that there was something wrong.
One evening after get off work, Lu Jiaheng sent her, and the two were in the car. At the end, Chuichi couldn't help but ask him: "Lu Jiaheng."
"Ok."
"Today's night view is pretty good."
"..."
Chuchi cleared his throat and continued: "Look at these street lights, how warm they are."
"..."
"Like a boyfriend to his girlfriend."
"..."
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the first gardener couldn't hold back, turning his head unhappy with his small face crying, and his expression looked a little angry.
Lu Jiaheng finally turned his head and looked at her.
Chuchi did not speak, bulging his cheeks, and looked at him angrily.
Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows lightly: "How?"
"I'm going to cheat."
"?"
"My relationship has recently entered a burnout period, and I am going to find a boyfriend who is passionate about me."
Lu Jiaheng still seemed quite calm, with an unmoved look, "Oh," he said lightly, "I can't help it. My wife said that she likes high cold, I have to try my best to please her, otherwise What if I get kicked by a foot."
"..."
Do you have to be so careful?
At the end of the day, the first blessing of Mr. Indifference was closer to the girls in the office. In the past, because she often traveled alone, the location was not far away, and they also had established circles. Their relationship has been tepid.
Until that time, from the occasional lunch together, they now stood by every day at noon to urge Hakuchi together, and it took only a few days before and after.
This situation also lasted for almost three days, and things changed again.
My first father had been on a business trip before, and my vigilance had relaxed a lot. In addition, my work seemed a bit busy. At the beginning of the most recent period, I was commuting with Lu Jiaheng. When she entered the office one morning, she continued Looked over to see her.
That gaze is very different from the previous one, with contempt, inquiry, jealousy, and all kinds of complicated things.
Chuchi returned blankly to the seat, put the bag aside, and looked up at the turtle on the opposite side as he looked up.
The turtle looked at her with contempt with a sneer, and snorted coldly. The sound was loud, and everyone in the loud office could hear it.
At first he was shocked.
The turtle is usually jealous of the world. Although she always looks at her through her nostrils, it is not so bad.
Now, she looked like she was disgusted in her eyes.
Hatsumi turned his head and looked at her gaze quietly on the pink shirt.
She turned her head so fast that the pink shirt hadn't had time to take back her gaze. The two men's eyes ran into each other and it seemed a bit bad to move away.
The pink shirt sighed, looked at her with a helpless expression, looked around, lowered her body, and tickled her finger at her.
Chuichi sneaked up past.
The pink shirt didn't speak, just clicked on the shrunken corporate email at the bottom of the computer screen.
First squeeze the mouse, the probe looks over, there is a text on it, and then a photo.
Turning the wheel once, the first brain burst, the fingertips were cold, the whole body of blood quickly froze and condensed, and the thinking was dull for a few seconds.
There are many pictures in the email. In the hidden corner of the restaurant near the company during the lunch break, the underground parking lot of the company, in front of the man's door, the first back leaned against the door, leaning back slightly, Lu Jiaheng leaned on the door frame with one hand, leaned down and followed her speak.
The distance and posture between the two looked ambiguous and lingering, and the discerning person knew what was going on.
There is still something below. At first, Zhi Zhi's fingers stiffened and slid down. I only saw some dense words. Before I could tell, the pink shirt grabbed the mouse and shrunk the interface: "Don't read it."
Hatsuri stared at the screen, his lips white.
The voice of the pink shirt was very low, close to the ear: "I opened this mailbox this morning, and I received this thing. It should be a mass mail. I don't know the sender. I don't know who it is."
There was no reaction at first.
The pink shirt thought that she was too stimulated, and she was a little soft-hearted, and could not help softening her tone: "I said, little girl, who are you messing with? This group of corporate mailboxes is sent by the entire company."
Chuichi slowly raised his head and looked at him: "What did you write next?"
The pink shirt didn't speak, and touched his nose. He lowered his head deeply and hid under the partition. His head could not help but dig under the table, and his double chin looked fuller: "It's not a good word, don't look at it, Probably anyway--"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
It's too quiet.
The pink shirt looked up.
Chuichi also raised his head.
Lu Jiaheng stood next to him, staring down at him with a low expression, his expression was calm, and his dark eyes were as smooth as the backwaters, but there was an inexplicable sense of tyranny and oppression.
The face of the pink shirt was also white, and he stammered and shouted President Lu.
Hatsuri tilted his head, and was a little tangled and embarrassed for a while, and didn't know what to call him.
She didn't look at the surroundings, but she knew that she didn't look at it, and now everyone must be watching here.
Compared to this, Chuichi is actually more curious, what is behind the "presumably" of the pink shirt.
There was no sound in the office, and even the breathing was still. In the silence, Hakuchi looked sideways at the pink shirt, blinked, and continued to ask him: "What is it, are you finished?"
Hatsuji felt that he was quite witty, so he didn't have to think about how to call him.
The pink shirt was so scared, how could this little girl feel so fat.
When I think about it, if someone stands against the mountain and stands here now, what is there to be afraid of.
But he was afraid! ! !
The pink shirt shuddered and flattered: "Anyway, I have known you for a few months, and you are certainly not such a person! How can you seduce people! Impossible, I don't believe it."
"..."
Chuichi was silent.
The office relapsed into silence, and Xu Kuai next to the complex shirt looked at the pink shirt with admiration. The emotion was very full and intense in that glance, as if to say "brother, clapping a good hand."
After a while, Lu Jiaheng raised the corner of his lips.
He relaxes as a whole, just like the crazy black man in the first few minutes is not him. He raises his arms and raises his eyebrows, like a smile: "How is it impossible, she is like this."
At first he looked up at him coercively again.
Lu Jiaheng raised his chin slightly, lowered his eyes, and looked at her. The voice sounded lazy and plain, and he wrote lightly: "She seduce me and smit me to death. I wish I could give my heart to her. ."
"..."
Chuchi was shivered with disgust.