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My mom, who is thousands of miles away, deeply regrets my Miai this time, and she scolded me on the phone for half an hour. "Why can't you learn from your cousin?" "I don't expect the boyfriend you find to start a company like Du Fei, but at least she can have a relationship for me to see?"
"Are you really going to become a nun?"
"Your second aunt said something unpleasant today. It's making me so angry...."
Sigh, I think I really made my mom furious this time. My second aunt and her have never gotten along, always competing since we were little. This time Du Fei got married before me, so my second aunt must have said something to provoke my mom.
Otherwise, would I be in such a miserable state?
After hanging up the phone, my eardrums are already burning.
Alas, my poor ears.
There was an email reminder on the computer, and I busily shifted over to open and see that it was an email from the big boss. It turns out that the initial design draft of the project I was responsible for was not satisfactory to the big boss and needs to be revised.
Suddenly, I felt my blood pressure rise and I was very unhappy. That was a plan I had worked on for several nights, only to be rejected like this.
But I still reluctantly gave in, who doesn't bow down for their livelihood. Life is not easy!
I replied to the big boss, "Okay, let's talk in detail tomorrow."
I hit the Enter key, but my mood was particularly bad.
What the hell happened today?
The person from the café flashed through my mind again.
I was stunned for a moment, then tapped my temple. Why was I suddenly thinking about him?
I was busy in the company all morning, and I was holding a cup, thinking of taking a break in the tea room. As soon as I lifted my hand from the water dispenser, I saw Yao Yao at the door winking at me, gesturing for me to come over.
I asked weakly while holding the cup, "What's wrong? My beautiful Yao."
"How was your Miai yesterday?"
Yao Yao tapped my shoulder and couldn't wait to say, "I thought you had it sorted out yesterday. You looked so dejected. It seems it didn't work out after all?"
"Do you think it's like buying vegetables in the market, that easy? Even if I find a fake one, they still need to be willing to cooperate."
I sat down on the sofa in the lounge, and Yao Yao squeezed over, giving me a sympathetic look. "Yeah, indeed."
"By the way, has the big boss already informed you about the initial draft of Mrs. Jiang not being approved? This is exactly what's been bothering me. Our team spent almost half a month working on the initial draft. At first, we thought it would just be minor revisions, but who knew the big boss would be so difficult, making me change almost everything."
Yao Yao asked worriedly, "Is this going to be very tricky this time?"
"Yes, although the company doesn't have much experience with Chinese garden design, I've referenced so many successful cases and incorporated everything that could be integrated."
I took a sip of water, tasteless and bland, much like my current mood.
Yao Yao sighed, "Sigh, we have to present the final design draft by the end of the month. Looks like I'm going to get scolded this time."
Getting scolded? Since I joined the design department, I've been getting ahead by getting scolded. Although I have thick skin and can handle both praise and criticism, I still need to work hard to improve.
"You're just luckier than us. Even if you get scolded by the big boss, it doesn't affect your position."
I gave her a blank look. It's true that I have a close relationship with the big boss, but when it comes to work, I always maintain my position.
Yao Yao: "Alright, I know your relationship is pure, purer than mineral water."
I fell into contemplation. As the head of the design team, I must show solid skills so that others won't gossip. Otherwise, with my close relationship with the big boss, rumors will surely spread throughout the company.
No matter what method I use, this time, I absolutely cannot make a mistake.
I must come up with a solution that satisfies the customer. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head, and I blurted out without thinking, "Let's consult the I Ching." Yao Yao sat up suddenly, looking at me in shock, "Consult the I Ching?"
I myself am confused. Could it be that I've been influenced by that person? I actually have the idea of going to Qingyun Temple to have my fortune told.
"Ling Xiaomeng, do you believe in religion now?" Yao Yao teased me, "An atheist going to have their fortune told, haha!"
Is it really that funny? Not everything needs to be tried.
Why am I thinking of that strange man again.
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As it was almost time to get off work, I was summoned by the big boss to his office.
Knock knock! I tentatively knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Big boss." Nervously, I stand in front of his desk.
He is busy and seems to have no time to deal with me at the moment, just saying to me, "Wait for me for two minutes." I thought to myself that it must be about the courtyard design plan for Mrs. Jiang. He values this order so much that he personally came to inquire, which is a rare situation. The big boss, Du Yuwei, is actually my schoolmate. We have known each other since college, and our relationship has always been good.
Two years ago, he started this company, and shortly after I graduated, he recruited me, so I'm considered one of the company's old-timers.
Few people in the company know about this relationship, except for Yao Yao.
I feel anxious in my heart, especially about this order for Mrs. Jiang.
Bored and listless, I looked out the window and couldn't help but think about going to Qingyun Temple. It seems that ordinary people all like to seek the blessings of the gods.
"Xiao Meng."
Du Yuwei's voice startled me, and I quickly got up, explaining anxiously, "Big boss, Mrs. Jiang's initial draft, if modified as you said, would be a complete denial of the previous design. In all my years of designing, I've never been so... so denied."
He pushed the first draft in front of me, crossed his hands, and looked at me steadily, "I don't think you have carefully reviewed the client's information."
I was taken aback, "We did indeed design the Chinese-style garden layout according to the client's requirements. Look, the road surface is paved with stones; this pond is planted with purple water lilies...; and there is even an artificial mountain next to it..."
Du Yuwei followed my finger and looked through the pages one by one. I closed the folder and asked helplessly, "Is this client too picky?"
"This is one of my old clients, Xiao Meng. She looked at the initial draft and felt that the design completely lacked the artistic conception she wanted."
I was stunned: "What on earth is artistic conception? What exactly does she want to feel?"
"Don't get worked up, the customer's request is everything, that's our principle."
Du Yuwei poured a glass of water and handed it to me: "Xiao Meng, we've been working together for so long, and I have no doubt that you are absolutely serious about your work."
"But this time, let me ask you for a favor."
"Big boss, how about this, you let me meet that client, and I'll talk to her in person."
"Good, I've been waiting for you to say that."
"Of course, you were waiting for me here."
Du Yuwei chuckled, "Are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together."
I deliberately said, "I'm busy, the boss is unscrupulous, I have to go home and rush my manuscript."
" Xiao Meng Meng, you're no fun, do you always criticize your boss like this?"
Du Yuwei frowned, with a heroic face, raised her eyebrows and said, "I heard your Miai failed again."
"I snorted and said, 'None of your business.' 'I've said before, if you really can't get married, I'll reluctantly marry you,' he said. I raised my cup and made a splashing motion, 'I'll spray you with a mouthful of water. You playboy, marry me? Besides, I refuse to have a relationship with a younger man.'"
Du Yuwei helplessly said, "I'm just one month younger than you."
"Being one day younger is still being younger, not to mention one month."
"You're paranoid."
Me: "Yes, we scorpion are all paranoid."
It's a common joke between us, and besides, with our relationship, even if we rub our clothes together, we won't spark any flames.
Du Yuwei collapsed onto the chair, sighed and looked up at the sky: "Is one day considered a May-December romance?"
I picked up the first draft on the table and deliberately said with a smile, "Yes, the obsession of a paranoid." "Big boss, please rest, I'll take my leave." I quickly withdrew from his office, only to hear him shouting behind me, "Ling Xiaomeng, don't forget to check WeChat, I've sent you my contact information."
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