Later, Jiang Chun sent a long string of exaggerated words with exclamation marks, but Ji Mingshu didn't read them.
She stared at the chat interface without blinking her eyes, and her thoughts seemed to be caught in a cycle of vicious circles. After confirming the doubt, she confirmed the doubt again.
Seeing her staring at the phone in a daze, Gu Kaiyang waved his hand in front of her eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
Ji Mingshu raised his head, stared at her for three seconds, and suddenly blurted out: "Because someone spoke ill of me, Cen Sen beat her up and sent her to the hospital."
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
Gu Kaiyang hadn't swallowed the porridge yet, and was choked up by Ji Mingshu's words.
Seeing her magical reaction, Ji Mingshu became slightly sober.
Hmm... There must be some misunderstanding in this, maybe that little fat man scolded him by the way, how could a person like Cen Sen, who is too lazy to speak, make a move when he disagrees, or is it because of her? .
Although he was looking for an explanation in his heart, Ji Mingshu was immersed in a subtle pleasure all morning.
The noble ladies and ladies in the circle of celebrities are the most well-informed, and their ability to adapt to the wind makes them the most comfortable.
In the past few days, apart from the normal invitations from the brand PR, no one invited Ji Mingshu to attend the large and small events in the circle.
But this morning, the "sisters" kept asking each other and inviting them to social events.
[Honey, there will be a new product exhibition in my store tomorrow, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you have time, can I send someone to pick you up?]
— This is a message from Fiona, the daughter of the chairman of the Gander Group, which started out in mining.
Fiona studied jewelry design abroad for two years and created her own jewelry brand with the same name when she returned home. However, the talent is limited, and the products designed are always full of classic miniatures of big names such as tiffany, cartier, vca, etc., and the price is still very high.
But her rainbow fart was quite popular. Ji Mingshu sold her face and picked out a few passable jewelry in her shop, but he never wore them.
[Shu Shu, the last stop of my recital is back to the imperial capital. I have reserved a VIP seat for you in the sports center this Saturday night. Be sure to come when you are free. I miss you so much!]
— This is a message from Echo, the youngest daughter of the Bai family in a musical family.
The parents of the Bai family are rooted in Zhengmiaohong. When they were young, they were national-level singers who performed at state banquets for the queen. When they were older, their transition to politics went smoothly.
The elder brothers and sisters on the echo are also walking the broad road that their parents have walked before. She was born with a pianist for some reason. She didn't play very well, but because someone in the family paved the way and created momentum, she opened up the world of piano performance. tour.
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There are many other news like this, and Ji Mingshu knows what they are without reading them all.
After all, five of the ten famous ladies are independent fashion designers, and the other five are either doing jewelry design or playing music, holding art exhibitions, and being named charitable foundations. Whether they are proficient or not, it is difficult to say whether they are passionate or not. The main reason is that their names are decent and nice .
Normally, Ji Mingshu looked down on them who talked about art and design, but they were actually goldfish brains dangling in half a bucket of water, but today he suddenly held his chin and reflected: If they can't do it, they are still serious about their business, why? It is also better than her high-sighted but low-handed not doing anything.
For some reason, she suddenly put down her phone, sat down in front of the computer, and typed on the keyboard seriously.
At around six o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Mingshu was about to get up from the computer and go to the refrigerator to get a cup of yogurt, when suddenly there was a sound of a door lock.
She looked up and saw that it was Gu Kaiyang.
"You got off work so early today?"
Ji Mingshu was slightly surprised.
For a fashion magazine like "Zero Degree", it is common to work overtime. She had never seen Gu Kaiyang leave work at normal time before.
Gu Kaiyang didn't answer, he was mysterious, changed his shoes at the door, then "swish" to her side, and asked abruptly, "What are you doing."
"I'm just sorting out some of the design works I've done before." She looked Gu Kaiyang up and down, always feeling weird, "What's wrong with you?"
Gu Kaiyang looked at her, didn't hide it, secretly smiled, and suddenly took out a delicate blue velvet jewelry box with the hand behind his back, shaking it.
Ji Mingshu paused.
Gu Kaiyang put the jewelry box on the table piously, opened it solemnly, then stood up again, folded his hands neatly on his lower abdomen, imitating Zhou Jiaheng's tone and said: "Miss Gu, Mr. Cen recently got a pink diamond ring. , it is the Fancy Intense Pink diamond that my wife liked very much last year, after re-cutting, the color level has been raised to fancy vivid pink, and it has been modified according to my wife’s size, please pass it on.”
Ji Mingshu looked at the oval-shaped diamond ring with delicate facets glowing pink on the table, but couldn't recover.
After Gu Kaiyang learned Zhou Jiaheng's speech, he sat down next to Ji Mingshu excitedly, and said in a small mouth, "You don't even know how nervous I was when I came back with this ring! Fortunately, your husband's assistant sent a car and bodyguards to send me a Cheng! Oh my god, I just checked quietly in the car, and the price of this ring is 32 million! It's still in US dollars! Your husband is too sincere this time!"
Ji Mingshu: "..."
She stared at the ring and didn't take her eyes off for a long time.
I don't know what Gu Kaiyang went through in the last shift, but when he came back, his attitude changed a hundred and eighty degrees. In Ji Mingshu's ear, he crazily forced "Cen Sen, Cen Sen, Cen Sen, Cen Sen is croaking", and he almost didn't help clean up directly. Packed and sent her back to Mingshui Mansion with two condoms as a gift.
In fact, when Ji Mingshu received Jiang Chunxian's time report this morning, he hesitated for a second.
Now staring at Pink Diamond, she hesitated for another three seconds.
She took the ring out of the box and tried it on.
In the evening, there is only a faint beam of light from the setting sun, and there is still some drowsiness that will not rest, but the pink diamond is dazzling, and every cut surface is clear and shiny, and the small circle of broken diamonds inlaid next to it also bends slightly with the phalanx The extended arc reflects the dazzling brilliance.
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh
This is the ring a princess should have!
Just like her beauty, she is so amazing and so breathless! ! !
Ji Mingshu was intoxicated by her love for the ring and couldn't extricate herself from it. Gu Kaiyang's broken thoughts were completely ignored by her as if they had been sifted through a sieve. She only heard the last sentence "When will you go back", and the whole person seemed to have drunk sober soup Suddenly sober.
—The ring is equal to go back
"Who said I'm going back?"
"You want to send me away for a broken ring?"
"The last time I dumped the divorce agreement, he just took a bracelet and sent me away. Is there any sincerity in doing this every time?!"
Gu Kaiyang: "This ring is more expensive than that bracelet, I think it's quite sincere."
Ji Mingshu took off the ring to look at it, and suddenly reasoned on his own and came to a conclusion: "He should have done nothing wrong last time, so he was so confident and just used a bracelet to perfuse me. Doesn't it mean that he is very guilty of sending such an expensive one this time? male!"
Gu Kaiyang: "...?"
Ghost logic, Resby.
Ji Mingshu's shaken heart became firm again, she put away the ring, threw it into a small drawer and didn't look at it anymore, sat in front of the computer and straightened her body again, continuing to sort out the works.
Early the next morning, the headquarters of Junyi will hold a monthly morning meeting for executives.
Cen Sen sat upright in a white suit and wore a pair of light gold lined glasses.
After the report was over, he said directly without raising his eyes: "Manager Lan, I'm curious who promoted you to where you are today. When reporting work, it is full of ambiguous words like "should be possible" or "maybe". What does Junyi want from you?" No, you might as well go through the training procedure with Guan Peisheng and start from scratch."
"There is also the entire corporate publicity department. The plans that have been put forward for two consecutive months are like old employees in the system relying on the establishment to make a living. Junyi is not a pension unit. I can't turn my mind and go to the personnel department to follow the procedures and leave. "
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When he criticizes people, his voice is always cold and impersonal. If you don't gouge it on yourself, you can still hear the beauty of the slow and orderly language.
Everyone was trembling throughout the meeting, and at the end, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Cen Sen went straight back to the office without stopping, and Zhou Jiaheng stayed behind to help him organize the materials in his notebook.
Someone couldn't help asking Zhou Jiaheng: "Zhou Zhu, what's wrong with Mr. Cen these days, I always feel weird."
Cen Sen is also cold and distant on weekdays, but his words and deeds can still give people a gentle feeling, not like today, he is so indifferent to the point of being mean, Manager Lan, who is recognized by Jun Yi as a delicate flower, is also picked out by him without mercy Diss in public.
Zhou Jiaheng smiled, but didn't answer.
Others were not surprised when they saw that Chou Yinmao could not be heard from him, so they just shook their heads and sighed, packed up their things and went back to work.
Although Zhou Jiaheng didn't answer the question, he still couldn't express the pain in his heart. After all, who could bear more invisible anger than his close assistant.
As soon as he left the conference room, Zhou Jiaheng found an empty corner and called his staff.
"Has the news spread out? Does Miss Jiang know about Jun Yi's divestment and the boss's beating?"
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"Scattered out? Then why is there no movement?"
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"Did your wife go out today? Did you return the ring?"
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After the phone call, Zhou Jiaheng felt even more disturbed. He couldn't understand why my aunt was so difficult to coax this time. For a while, his steps to the president's office became heavier, and his mood was like going to a grave.
In the following week, Cen Sen sent four or five gifts to Ji Mingshu one after another.
Ji Mingshu accepted the photo correctly, but he didn't reply at all.
Zhou Jiaheng couldn't help reminding Cen Sen insincerely, I'm afraid it's not enough sincerity, you give gifts very frequently, but show your face... No matter how bad it is, make a phone call.
But Cen Sen only glanced at him indifferently, and never took any action.
Zhou Jiaheng didn't know that in the dead of night these few days, Cen Sen would drive to Xinggang International by himself, park on the other side of the road and quietly look at the window that was sometimes dark and sometimes lit with warm yellow light.
Every time he stopped there, he seemed to be able to think about something clearly. But on a deeper level, he subconsciously didn't want to admit it, didn't want to expose it.
Obviously at first, he didn't have such feelings towards Ji Mingshu.
This week, Ji Mingshu sorted out his past works in detail, and also compiled his academic qualifications and honors obtained during school into a beautiful resume, and put it on the Internet to accept the job of interior design as an independent designer.
But as Gu Kaiyang said, her design direction actually overlaps a lot with her social circle.
And people in this social circle, without the introduction of acquaintances, usually only find more famous designers to complete their works.
She hung up for a week, but no one came to ask.
In the middle of the night, Ji Mingshu squatted in front of the computer feeling a little depressed.
This whole week, the desire to spend money was stirring in her bones, and she held back all of it. But the balance is still visibly decreasing day by day.
"It's so hard to make money", "It's really hard to be an ordinary person", "I don't want to work hard anymore, I'm just a beautiful little canary baby", "Woooooh, Xiaoxiang's new bag looks so good", "Cen Sen, that bastard, I'll barely forgive him when he calls" and other thoughts ran through her mind one after another, making her feel extremely tired.
Gu Kaiyang was exhausted from work and fell asleep when he came back. Ji Mingshu sat in front of the computer for a while, then got up suddenly, took his key card and mobile phone and went out quietly.
In the past, Ji Mingshu hadn't set foot in a convenience store very much, but recently he is very familiar with it, and even the cashiers who are familiar with him can smile at each other.
She bought a small cup of vegetarian oden and a salted egg yolk ice cream at the convenience store, and then sat on the stone bench by the roadside and ate the solo food with small sips while the night breeze was blowing.
The street lamp intermittently cast a warm yellow halo from the treetops. After she finished eating the last spinach, she peeled off the ice cream and bit into each bite. She suddenly missed Cen Sen.
It was only about ten days, but it seemed longer than the two years he went to Australia.
I don't know why I miss him, obviously he is always so indifferent, he only makes short ribs to coax her when he wants to go to bed, and he also dislikes her design, making her kneel down to the Potala Palace three times and nine times.
But I couldn't help thinking about it.
After eating half of the ice cream, Ji Mingshu felt a little cold, but it would be a waste to not eat the remaining half. She got up and planned to go home and continue eating. At least she didn't need to blow the air.
But the moment she stood up, she seemed to sense something, subconsciously looked across the road, her heart beat unexpectedly.
But before she could find anything, a series of messages came in on WeChat, from a Chinese designer Chrischou whom she hadn't contacted for a long time.
Chrischou: [Shu, I wonder if it's convenient recently?]
chrischou: [I'm coming to the imperial capital to hold a show. The Milan show you designed for me is the most aura I have seen in recent years, and the most suitable stage for my works. I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with you again.]
Chrischou: [This is the relevant information of this show, I hope to reply as soon as possible.]
Ji Mingshu regained his energy and opened the attached message sent by Chrischou.
Before she looked carefully at the others, her eyes precisely locked on the venue of the big show, and her eyes suddenly darkened.
Are you serious
Junyi Huazhang