Ji Mingshu was stunned for two seconds before confirming, "b612 planet theme?"
"It's mine, that's mine!" Then she realized, her voice was joyful, "Did you recognize it? You must have recognized it!"
Cen Sen defaulted.
He is indeed very familiar with Ji Mingshu's style, no matter how the theme changes, he can always recognize her designs at a glance.
Now I heard that her proposal was not only selected but also got the highest rate of votes. Ji Mingshu was so happy that he could fly off the spot, and he didn't care that this was a busy shopping mall and that there was a dog around him who would grab her every now and then. The little braid and her battle goose crazily exported sweet words to Cen Sen as if they didn't want money.
Jiang Chun half-bited the meat floss Beckham, and looked at her with indescribable eyes.
As for being a socialite, you can even call out to your husband in public, are you ashamed
However, Cen Sen liked this very much. While reading the two sentences Ji Mingshu added in the notebook, while listening to the sweet words on the other end of the phone, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, without interrupting.
He didn't answer until Ji Mingshu finished speaking, "Which shopping mall are you in? I'll pick you up."
Ji Mingshu reported the address, and he said "um", asking her to have a cup of coffee and wait.
Before going out, he closed the small notebook and threw it into the drawer beside the bed.
In fact, when he finished writing the appointment arrangement in the notebook, he also felt that he was a little absurdly childish, and there was nothing worth cherishing in just a few words.
But he did not deny that he actually spent a long time reviewing and pondering those few words.
For example, he pondered for a long time, why sometimes the two of them chatted, and Ji Mingshu was unwilling to continue while chatting; why Ji Mingshu was reluctant to eat French food with himself, and the atmosphere was relaxed when eating with Cen Yang.
Some things he thought were just trivial details that he didn't need to think about, but he cared more than he imagined.
After a brief pleasant surprise, Ji Mingshu felt unnecessary worries again. When he saw Cen Sen, he kept asking about the details of the work with the highest votes, so as not to have a big oolong with other designers, until the Junyi Yaji project team Only when the person in charge contacted her would she be completely convinced.
Although the work was selected, it does not mean that Ji Mingshu can do nothing.
After signing the contract, she had to revise the design drawing according to the actual situation of the hotel, follow up the completion progress of the customized furniture in real time, etc., and was very busy at the moment.
Especially when it comes to special craftsmanship and special materials, if you really want to put it into practice completely according to the design drawing, you have to fly all over the world.
The days pass by quietly and busyly every day, and before you know it, the imperial capital also turns from spring to summer.
In June, Ji Mingshu went to Osaka to visit a certain woodcarving master, and then went to Tokyo to join the art exhibition of a certain plastic sister flower in the circle.
On the return trip, she was waiting at Narita Airport, and she went to the duty-free shop to pick out a tie clip for Cen Sen.
Coincidentally, this tie clip was exactly the one she was going to buy for Cen Sen when she was watching a show in Paris last year, but Cen Sen immediately put it down because of his cheap mouth.
She took a photo and sent it to Cen Sen, asking: [Do you like it?]
Cen Sen: [I like it.]
Ji Mingshu swiped his card with a smile. Anyway, there is no saying that accessories are out of season, and this old antique with a sense of age written all over its body can't tell if it's out of season.
After spending all the money, it was not yet time to board the plane. Ji Mingshu sat in the lounge with his legs crossed elegantly, and checked Weibo for a while.
She only likes to read Weibo but not to post it. The last one was a small composition written when she was fighting Li Wenyin head-on.
The high praise comments below have already changed a round, and now they are basically fixed as: "Wait for the president's wife to open", "Give me a face of the president and I can pour out 1g of sweet candy", "What kind of cranky perfect woman is this" etc. .
In fact, the enthusiasm for eating melons has long since receded, and the growth rate of her attention has also slowed down a lot, but one after another, viewers who have watched the re-launched version of "Designer" still follow and send private messages to express their encouragement and love for her .
She would look through it when she had nothing to do, and would reply to messages with sincerity.
Now when she opens Weibo, she reads the news and replies to private messages as usual, but when she clicks on the messages of people she has not followed, she suddenly finds that one of them is from the official blog of a certain gold v, which is particularly eye-catching.
When she didn't open it, Ji Mingshu subconsciously thought that someone had finally approached her to advertise. But after clicking on it, she realized that it was an invitation to record a documentary program.
[Ms. Ji, hello, I am the chief producer of the "Old Scenery" column. Our column plans to shoot a public welfare documentary on the protective renovation of the old man's house this year. I personally like your contribution in the "Designer" program. Therefore, I hope to invite you to participate in the design, and look forward to an early reply.]
Ji Mingshu was startled.
Another makeover show
She was really scared.
She subconsciously wrote a row of refusals, but her eyes fell on the keywords of "protective renovation of her husband's house" and "public welfare documentary", and she was inexplicably hesitant.
Ask first.
It doesn't hurt to ask.
With this in mind, Ji Mingshu joined the producer, and chatted for a while while waiting for the plane.
The producer is also very honest, and understands Ji Mingshu's concerns every minute.
Hot search? It doesn't exist. Our documentary has a cold subject, we don't know how to invite celebrities, and probably not many people watch it.
The renovation design is not necessarily suitable for people to live in? It does not exist. The ultimate goal of our renovation is to combine the Shanghai style of the last century with modern design, and open it to the public as a protective building without people living in it.
In short, this is a public welfare design project led by the government, and there is no need to have any concerns.
Ji Mingshu is also soft-hearted, as soon as he heard it, he felt like he could try it
She sent a screenshot of the chat history to Cen Sen, asking Cen Sen for some reference. It's just that before she could wait for Cen Sen's reply, it was already time to board the plane.
The actual flight back to the imperial capital in Tokyo took only two or three hours, and Ji Mingshu chose the business class very frugally.
On the plane, she adjusted the seat, covered her body with a blanket, and then comfortably picked up the newspaper and packed the businessman.
She basically only reads the financial section of the newspaper, looking for news about Jingjian and Huadian at a glance.
Now she couldn't find it after searching for a long time. She was about to give up, but when she turned the page, she suddenly saw the news that "Borui failed to return to the A-share market, and the new energy development business encountered many obstacles", so she stopped again.
She didn't know or care about Borui, and she noticed this news purely because it mentioned "Ocean Capital" in its subtitle.
If I remember correctly, Cen Yang is the head of the Greater China region of Oceanpower Capital.
For some reason, she had an intuition that this matter might have something to do with Cen Yang intercepting Hu Censen's investment before, so she patiently read the report carefully.
Ji Mingshu half-understands financial-related vocabulary, but she summed it up roughly as follows:
Borui has deep internal conflicts and failed capital reorganization. The ending is not optimistic, and there is a high probability that it will be annexed and acquired.
As the owner of Borui, Oceanpower Capital made many mistakes in decision-making, resulting in heavy losses. The person in charge of the Greater China region has recently resigned.
In addition, it was mentioned in the report that Jingcheng Capital intends to acquire Borui at a low price.
— Jingcheng Capital, which has no affiliation with Jingjian, but it seems to be a company jointly established by Cen Sen and Jiang Che.
Ji Mingshu was dumbfounded, and suddenly seemed to understand something.
After getting off the plane, Ji Mingshu switched modes, and immediately received Cen Sen's opinion on the documentary program.
Like writing an argumentative paper, he puts forward his arguments first—you can participate, and then presents pros and cons for argumentation.
Ji Mingshu just glanced at him and dialed the driver directly, "Hi, are you at the airport yet?"
For some reason, the driver responded vaguely, "Ah! It's...here! Ma'am, please wait a moment."
It took nearly half a minute before he replied, "Ma'am, the car is parked outside the international departure exit 2, which exit did you come out from?"
Ji Mingshu raised his eyes and looked back, it was the international departure exit 2, "Oh, just stop there, I'll come out right away."
Her large luggage has already been airlifted back to China as usual, and now she puts one hand in the pocket of the silk windbreaker, wears black super sunglasses, and pushes a light and delicate suitcase with the other hand, quite a bit of celebrity style.
It's just that she was thinking about the news she just saw on the plane, she was a little absent-minded, and she walked quickly.
Seeing the familiar license plate flashing double and waiting at the side of the parking lane, Ji Mingshu felt strange, but before she had time to think about it, her action was ahead of her brain, and she opened the car door and sat in the back seat.
After sitting down, she finally remembered what was strange.
Why didn't the driver carry her luggage? Why didn't the driver open the door for her? Does the driver want to do it? he-
Ji Mingshu unexpectedly met those familiar eyes in the rearview mirror, and his heart skipped a beat.
Immediately afterwards, she poked her head forward, slapped the driver's arm twice coquettishly, and wrapped his neck around his neck again, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you were going on a business trip today?"
With one hand on the steering wheel, Cen Sen held her slender wrist with the other, pondered for a moment, and said seriously, "I heard it's a surprise."
After finishing speaking, he also conjured a bouquet of roses like magic.
Ji Mingshu originally had a cold face, but when he saw the flower, he couldn't hold it any longer. He opened the car door and got into the passenger driver's seat. Then he took a deep breath with Little Rose in his arms. Then, she He leaned forward and kissed Cen Sen's side face again, "Good job!"
Cen Sen looked calm and didn't seem to have any special reaction to her kiss. He only said that he couldn't stop on the side of the road for a long time, and then leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt.
The distance between the two suddenly narrowed.
Ji Mingshu has a very light perfume smell on his body, maybe he sprayed it when he went out, and there will be only citrus base notes left.
However, after not seeing each other for just a week, Cen Sen found that he missed this little canary that was out of the cage even more than he imagined. Although he made video calls every day, it was completely different from the real feeling of lying next to him.
After fastening the seat belt, he didn't get up either. He supported the side of her chair with one hand, and his eyes fell on her lips that were only covered with lipstick. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he approached her unconsciously.
Yes, do you want to kiss? This is it.
But there are still so many people outside,
I felt a little embarrassed after not seeing Ji Mingshu for a few days, the bases of his ears turned red, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly closed.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, she finally felt Cen Sen's warm breath, and couldn't help but move forward a little, trying to get closer.
But she didn't expect that she couldn't control her forward strength and hit his lips directly.
The air was silent for a moment.
Cen Sen still kept a short distance of a few centimeters, didn't move a bit, just chuckled suddenly, "I can't tell, you miss me so much."