The branch of Zhang Enterprises that Zhang Heng is in charge of mainly develops in the field of cultural industries, such as museum construction plans, advertising design plans, online literature... This company is involved in all of them, and the trump card is still in the category of event planning.
"Mr. Zhang, today I want to meet with the fashionable Mr. Li to discuss the planning of the latest season's clothing release."
Gu Zhun reported Zhang Heng's itinerary today as usual. Times Fashion is the leading top-level clothing company in China. The clothing they design ranges from top-level luxury to ordinary petty bourgeoisie, and has always been the vane of fashion. If we can reach a cooperation agreement with Times Fashion, not to mention that the company's profit for this quarter will be doubled all of a sudden, the company's popularity and brand effect will also bring rich returns. All in all, Times Fashion is a partner that cannot be missed.
"I'm going there early today, you help me inform the driver to prepare the car and—"
Gu Zhun waited for Zhang Heng's next order, then turned around and tilted his head to ask. Zhang Heng pinched Gu Zhunbai's boyish face, and smiled slightly: "The habit of tilting your head whenever you have doubts is still the same... Help me pick out a suit."
"...I can't." Gu Zhun really can't, even the suit he wears to work is prepared by his sister Gu Li, and where can I choose a suit here
Zhang Heng put the documents in Gu Zhun's hands on the table first, took Gu Zhun's hand and walked out of the office building. Along the way, Zhang Heng's handsome face caused the single female colleagues to scream, and Gu Zhunyan on the other side was not too bad, the two of them together were really a feast for the eyes!
But from Xu Yale's point of view, she just gnashed her teeth with hatred - how could she be inferior to him! ? He is a man! man! man!
Inside the suit shop.
"How about this one?"
"good."
"What about this one?"
"also."
Zhang Heng was in charge of picking and posing for Gu Zhun to evaluate. After ten minutes, there were already a dozen pieces that Gu Zhun said were okay. In fact, Gu Zhun didn't know the criteria for choosing suits at all.
I have to say that you can close your eyes if you look at it. But who knows that Zhang Heng is a hanger and looks good in anything, so the standard of closing his eyes is not a standard at all.
"Miss, wrap these up. By the way, help this gentleman measure the size."
The waitress took out a soft ruler and said, "Sir, please stand up."
"Huh?" Gu Zhun was stunned, but as an expressionless man, he just frowned, and his slender eyes were blocked by his black bangs. Zhang Heng brushed aside Gu Zhun's fine black bangs, revealing his fair forehead.
"I'll give you the rest. There are too many suits at home, so I only need one." After speaking, Zhang Heng pointed to one of them.
"But... this is not good."
"What's wrong?" Zhang Heng took the tape measure from the waitress's hand and helped Gu Zhun measure it himself. The waiter just smiled meaningfully when he saw this, and didn't bother them and ran to pack bags and suits.
Zhang Heng supported Gu Zhun's arms with both arms, and took a tape measure to circle Gu Zhun's chest. Zhang Heng's fingertips felt rustling and itchy, and every time he touched it, Gu Zhun felt like being charged with static electricity, and his heart itched unbearably.
why
Gu Zhun was very cooperative with Zhang Heng's measurement, and of course took advantage of it.
Zhang Heng lowered the tape measure—now it was time to measure his waist. Zhang Heng hugged Gu Zhun's waist from behind, pretending to be measuring with a soft ruler, but Zhang Heng took the opportunity to hug Gu Zhun, and consciously took it back before Gu Zhun noticed it.
Because Zhang Heng was behind Gu Zhun, Zhang Heng's warm breath was all on Gu Zhun's sensitive neck. It was a numb feeling again, Gu Zhun wondered why he felt this way.
Could it be that Mr. Zhang's clothes rubbed against his own to generate static electricity? But no? Shouldn't it be summer...? Or is it that I haven't learned physics well, but in fact there are
The lower part of the soft ruler is the position of Gu Zhun's buttocks. Gu Zhun's buttocks are straight, and the tight black suit pants outline the male buttocks.
Alluring curves. Zhang Heng continued to measure down with the tape measure. Just when Zhang Heng was about to combine the two soft rulers at the front end, Gu Zhun grabbed Zhang Heng's hand and said, "That... Mr. Zhang... I think there is static electricity..."
"Static electricity?" Zhang Heng's hand stopped for a moment.
Gu Zhun honestly and boldly expressed his feeling just now: "Mr. Zhang, when you touched a place on me just now, that place would be crispy and itchy. I suspect it's the static electricity generated by the friction between my clothes and yours. Zhang In short, you are a science student, can you explain this principle? Why is there static electricity in summer?"
"I'm really..." At this moment, Zhang Heng's heart seemed to have sunk like a dog - how could this Gu Zhun be so dull? ! But it also proves that Gu Zhun actually has feelings for him, doesn't it
"boss Zhang?"
"No, it's nothing." Zhang Heng continued to fiddle with the soft ruler and moved forward. When he came to Gu Zhun's little brother, after taking the measurement, he gently scratched it with his fingertips like a prank. Down.
Gu Zhun trembled, and Zhang Heng let go of Gu Zhun knowingly.
Just when Gu Zhun was guessing what was going on, the waitress came out in time and said, "Mr. Zhang, your suit has been packed."
"Okay." As soon as Zhang Heng swiped his generous card, he ordered Gu Zhun to take his suit, get into the car and go home.
The problem still persists in the car.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you haven't answered my question yet."
"Why do liberal arts students ask so many questions from science students? Go back and see a hundred thousand whys."
"...professional knowledge is not enough."
"Sha—" Zhang Heng slammed on the brakes, because he was frightened by Gu Zhun's nonchalant complaint.
Then there was staring and staring... There was silence.
"Hahahahahahaha—" After restarting the car, Zhang Heng laughed wildly all the way.
(end of this chapter)