Chapter 2993
le pink, and there was an unusually conspicuous itty cat on it.Qingning hurriedly explained, "Youyou likes itty, and she chose it for me."Jiang Chen seems to be particularly tolerant of Youyou, and hi...Chapter 2993
finally the man said, "I didn't blow this out of thin air. As far as I know, the boss of Senhe also attaches great importance to feng shui. It should be said that every real estate boss attaches great importance to it."
Qingning thought with a smile and asked, "you know so well, have you ever been a real estate designer before"
"can you see that" The man smiled heartily. "after 20 years of work, I have designed hundreds of large and small buildings, but I can't afford to buy a house in Jiangcheng. Later, I simply resigned and went to sea. Now I can casually do a few projects. I can earn the money I worked hard for ten years before, so that my son can have the money to marry!"
Qingning really has no experience in designing real estate. She looks at the man happily, "so you are a professional!" Then tell me more. "
the man looked easygoing. "well, I happen to be free today. I'll talk to you more."
the two talked for two hours until it was getting dark when the man suddenly asked, "what on earth do you do, little girl"
Qingning bent her eyes and smiled, revealing her lovely dimples, "designer!"
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Qingning's cell phone rang. Jiang Chen asked her if she was off duty. He came to take her home.
Qingning was surprised to realize that it was time to get off work, but the report she wanted to give Shang Meixian had not yet been written.
"I have to work overtime. You go home first, and I'll take the subway home by myself."
Jiang Chen paused and Wen Sheng said with a laugh, "as it happens, I also have a temporary meeting. Let's work overtime together. Let me know when you finish your work."
"good!" Qingning answered with a smile.
Jiang Chen's voice became magnetic and low. "say you miss me!"
Qingning was still sitting next to her. Her face flushed and she pretended to be serious. "that's it, then," said other Wechat posts.
then hang up the phone immediately. The man next to
asked affectionately with a smile, "boyfriend"
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Qingning smiled and nodded, "I'm going back."
the man said, "I have to go to another construction site tomorrow. Would you like to come with me"
"Hello!" Qingning learned a lot from the man's words today and nodded immediately. "Let's leave a phone number. Where are you going I'll find you tomorrow."
the man left her his phone number and mocked, "are you an assistant designer"
Qingning has smart eyebrows and says with a smile, "you can see that!"
"it doesn't matter to be an assistant. With your serious attitude and my guidance, I promise to make you a designer." The man laughed loudly.
"OK!" Qingning nodded happily. "I've been talking for a long time, but I haven't asked, what's your name"
"my surname is Yao. I should be about the same age as your father. Just call me uncle!"
Qingning shouted, "Uncle Yao!"
"it's getting late. Go home from work. How do you get back I can drive you here." Yao Songdao.
Qingning waved his hand. "I'll take the subway. It's very convenient. I'll call you tomorrow."
"good-bye, little girl!" Yao Song said with a smile.
Qingning waved again, said goodbye to Yao Song, and turned to take the subway back to the company.
when Qingning walked away, a man in a suit came over and said respectfully, "Boss Yao!"
Yao Song glanced again at the far direction of Ching Ning, nodded slightly, and turned toward his car.
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Qingning returned to the office and everyone in the office was off duty. There was a box of cheesecake on her desk with Li Jia's handwriting on the side.
"I bought it for you, ate and worked overtime. I went home from work first." There is also a love drawn at the end of
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Qingning looked at the cake, the corners of her lips rose, turned on the computer and began to write the report.on't know if it was angry or sad, and her chest kept rising and falling.Si Yan gave her a tissue and said quietly, "Ling Yinuo, how many times do I have to tell you before you understand that we are n...