Yan Jin, who lifted a rock and shot herself in the foot, watched helplessly as the clock pointed to twelve o'clock, and then lay down in bed alone or something...
how can that be possible.
Yan Jin naturally stayed up late with her lover by turning on the bedside lamp and flipping through the books before going to bed, and then—
"It's half past twelve."
Pinch the clock to tell the time, which is more accurate than an alarm clock.
The movements of Xiao Yu's hands paused.
"Give me another half an hour, you can sleep first."
Yan Jin didn't reply.
Creation is a matter of fate. When there is no inspiration, even sitting in front of the computer for a whole day may not be able to draw half a drawing, but when there is inspiration, it may only take four or five hours to complete a whole drawing. For the design drawing, Xiao Yu's current state is obviously the latter. He is full of inspiration and has absolute confidence that he can finish this drawing before the sun rises this morning.
Yes, before the sun comes up.
In other words, Xiao Yu didn't intend to go to bed at all tonight. He started bargaining with Yan Jin at ten o'clock, and persuaded Yan Jin to go to bed at eleven o'clock. Then he lay down on the bed before dawn and was woken up by Yan Jin at some point, pretending that nothing happened.
Xiao Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with this plan, but he never thought that Yan Jin would be so obsessive, and he wasn't even moved by his "evil words".
So the person who was moved became him.
Xiao Yu finally felt a firm attitude from Yan Jin's telling the time this time, the attitude that the other party absolutely wanted to wait for him to sleep together.
If it was the former Xiao Yu, even though it was not his intention to work hard for a company that was always oppressing him, he would not waste the rare inspiration, even sometimes there was no inspiration at all, for the company's projects He also had to work extra overtime due to the arrangement of the leader, and staying up late was commonplace. What the sky in City S looked like from 1 am to 6 am, Xiao Yu knew all about it.
The empty apartment where one person lives, the more lonely air in the dead of night, brings a chill in the lungs.
Sometimes I worked till midnight, stood up with a sore back, and got into the cold bed alone and closed my eyes; Mentally cope with the next day's work.
Xiao Yu has long been accustomed to it.
Compared to the loneliness of walking alone, hard work has become secondary. Sometimes Xiao Yu would be grateful that it was such high-intensity work that made him temporarily forget the fact that he was alone.
In his former home, Xiao Yu's workbench was placed next to the bed. Whenever he couldn't draw anymore, he would look up and look out the window to see what was unique to this city that never sleeps. Even the stars would avoid it. Sharp night scene.
It was beautiful, a bleak beauty that had to be admired alone.
And this is probably the first time that Xiao Yu, in a place so far away from the night, holds a digital board to draw design drawings, not for the company, but for the rare enthusiasm and inspiration.
The window was tightly covered by curtains, so no light could penetrate. The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, but the temperature was moderate. He was wearing a thin knitted sweater and had a cup in his hand. Shang Qi, who appeared an hour ago Warm milk, and a dim bedside lamp behind him leaned against a person who didn't know how long he had been waiting for him.
They were all things that Xiao Yu never dared to think about.
Xiao Yu is often troubled by not being able to finish his work. In the past, it was a kind of hopelessness mixed with powerlessness and anxiety. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and move forward. But this time, what he experienced was a kind of A little happiness mixed with sweet and sour.
Going in is also troublesome, retreating is also troublesome.
no solution anymore.
Xiao Yu looked at the blueprint in his hand that was less than half completed, and felt reluctant to part with it.
This kind of rare inspiration may not happen again this month...
Maybe I won't remember anything when I wake up tomorrow...
Give him half an hour...
"One o'clock."
The voice behind him sounded on time.
The words that appeared on time every half hour before, but were always as light as a feather, this time weighed on Xiao Yu's heart like a Mount Tai, making Xiao Yu feel that the pen in his hand was so heavy.
It's not just the heartache of being interrupted, but also the softness of being watched from behind and silently cared for.
no solution anymore…
"Oh, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep."
Xiao Yu threw the tablet on the table, took a picture of the expensive laptop, and flung himself on the bed with all his teeth and claws. It didn't seem like he was going to sleep at all, but he was going to eat people.
Yan Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
Persistence in silence always pays off, his thin feather finally touched Xiao Yu's soft heart that wasn't firm enough in the first place.
It's not difficult to move a person, Yan Jin is well versed in this, but Xiao Yu is the only person who can make him spend so much time and effort to manage every step of his life after living for so many years.
Fortunately, the result is not bad.
Satisfied, Yan Jin caught the lover who threw herself into her arms, and after playing with each other a few times, Yan Jin locked Xiao Yu into her arms while playing with Xiao Yu's curly hair.
Yan Jin had originally planned to fight until at least two o'clock, but fortunately Xiao Yu's heart softened far faster than he imagined.
"If you can't finish drawing the design drawings, you won't be able to produce the finished product at the meeting tomorrow afternoon." Xiao Yu buried his head in Yan Jin's arms, and said sullenly.
"I'll paint when I get to the company." Yan Jin kissed the top of his head.
"But I might lose my memory tomorrow, and I will forget all the inspirations from tonight." Xiao Yu said worriedly: "If it really becomes like this, you must bear three quarters of the responsibility."
Yan Jin opened her mouth and smiled silently, and managed to suppress her smile before Xiao Yu found out.
Faced with his unreasonable little lover, President Yan always adopts a soft policy.
He fished Xiao Yu's head out of his arms, straightened it, and placed a soft kiss on those worrying eyes.
Xiao Yu's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Okay, I left a mark for you." Yan Jin tapped Xiao Yu's forehead, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow when you think of this kiss, you will think of all the inspirations you remember now."
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"Oh, my God, Mr. Yan can pass this kind of project."
He Xinjia marveled at the latest work arrangement.
"No matter how you look at it, it's all related to the chief, what about others?" Jing Mo said.
"Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, here we come." He Xinjia waved towards the door: "Here."
"Have you read the new project content?" Xiao Yu also came here for this matter.
"Look, we're talking about this." He Xinjia said: "This exhibition has no benefits, and it may also affect the cooperation with Master Andy. If I were the president, I would be stupid to sign the contract."
"A wise man will make a mistake if he worries a lot?" Jing Mo said.
"Hey, can you stop insulting the wisdom of the ancients." He Xinjia was very dissatisfied: "This is not at all that a wise man will make a mistake if he thinks about it. This sentence is a blatant statement that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is aimed at Peigong."
Jing Mo glanced at Xiao Yu subconsciously.
Xiao Yu calmly interfaced: "I also think this contract is not very suitable, but since this is the company's decision, we can only obey the arrangement."
He Xinjia and Jing Mo looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
"Let me tell you, does this contract really have nothing to do with you?" He Xinjia spoke quickly, relying on her good relationship with Xiao Yu, she didn't care about saying the wrong thing: "Si should also participate in this exhibition, right? No matter how you look at it, it's a bit of a personal grievance."
"It's not me. Si and I don't have any special enmity. Yan Jin said that he has always wanted to win this exhibition, and he signed the contract himself."
Xiao Yu said it very frankly.
Speaking of this incident, he himself thought it was a coincidence. The documents for this exhibition were the documents he tampered with last time while Yan Jin was away. Yan Jin originally put them in the pile of rejected documents. After one operation, it was put in the approved pile. Later, Yan Jin occasionally mentioned the exhibition, saying that he seemed to have mistakenly classified it by mistake. I don’t know if the secretary helped him to change it back. The great significance of yl is that if you make a mistake, you will be in trouble.
At that time, Xiao Yu had already decided on the follow-up contract matters, and had already taken over the matter from Director Wang. Now that he heard what Yan Jin said, he naturally told him that everything was being processed and the contract was about to be negotiated. Jin absolutely wanted to discuss specific matters in person immediately, so Xiao Yu went to sign the contract with him.
It's a pity that the situation that Xiao Yu was expecting to block Lin Zhou at the contract site didn't happen. Si sent a colleague he had worked with. Now Lin Zhou has become the chief. This guy had a very good relationship with Lin Zhou. My colleague also naturally became the new director of the si design department, and came to negotiate the contract.
Although it was a pity that they didn't meet Lin Zhou, they signed the contract smoothly. With Yan Jin present, things went unbelievably smoothly. On the premise that yl took the initiative, si also played a pivotal role in this event. When it started, Xiao Yu didn't doubt that Lin Zhou would show up.