Chapter 539

This is another reason why Lu Jianhua has always appreciated Rong Qian. She always has a good attitude. No matter she is at a disadvantage or at the top of the storm, she always faces every problem with the most calm attitude.

People can't always be winners, but as long as they have a clear conscience, what if they are not the first? In my heart is always the best.

Rong Qian looked down at the sketch and didn't notice Lu Jianhua's eyes. She didn't look up until she realized the temperature in her eyes.

"By the way, do you want to shoot in the evening?" Rong Qian frowned and saw that Lu Jianhua suddenly thought of this problem. If he worked overtime at night, would he also work overtime.

Lu Jianhua shrugged, as if some helpless, "it looks like this, right, these days you are very difficult to get rid of me."

Let Lu Jianhua a glance, said: "you are at least a chief director, willing to condescend here, I do not seem to have any reason to dislike." Said his long sigh, said he was actually forced to accept.

With a bitter smile, Lu Jianhua set up the camera and was ready to start work.

The room was quiet again, only the rustle of the nib rubbing on the drawing board and the sound of the camera turning.

At this time, Lu Jianhua is glad that he is a photographer, because only at this time, he feels that he can really see the charm of Rong Qian. She leans down on the drawing board, her eyes fall on the drawing paper, and is absorbed, as if her whole world is on the drawing board in front of her.

Lu Jianhua is glad that he can pay attention to her blatantly through the screen of the camera. He looks at her frowning slightly, smiles with understanding, and takes a step back. It seems that he is thinking about the next foothold. Through the screen of the camera, Lu Jianhua appreciates the beauty in front of him.

Looking at it, Lu Jianhua turned around and walked slowly to the window.

Outside the window, the moonlight is white and the shadow of the tree is shaking. The world is quiet, but it is different from the quiet in the room.

Lu Jianhua stood at the window, looking out, imagining himself standing in the outside world.

That time belongs to the night, standing in the night of their own will be what kind of mood? Can it be a kind of grand and exclusive mood? But after all, it can only be an idea, now, many of the shackles can not be broken.

Lu Jianhua's pupils contracted and fell on the reflection of the glass in front of him, where there was a shallow shadow.

Thinking of the reality, Lu Jianhua's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, because he was curious about the woman who could be so calm in front of gossip reporters. As soon as he returned home, he naturally learned about Rong Qian, knew all her conditions, and knew that although she was unmarried, she had a son, who was running a love that was not expected by others.

These are not important to Lu Jianhua. The important thing is that he is the one who experiences love with her. That's why Lu Jianhua always hesitates and stands in the same place.

After that, Rong Qian seemed to have finished painting. He turned his head and looked at Lu Jianhua standing in front of the window.

Her eyes can't hide her fatigue. After such a day, she still insists on finishing the design draft, or is she limping.

Lu Jianhua turns around and looks into rongqian's eyes. Her long tiredness aggravates her dark circles and makes his eyes flash with a trace of reluctance.

"Well, I'm done here." Rong shallow on Lu Jianhua's eyes, some embarrassed smile, said.

Lu Jianhua went to the camera, reached out and turned off the switch. Then he said, "can we have a rest?"

Rong shallow nodded, stretched a waist, "finally can rest assured, if nothing special, I hope you don't come too early tomorrow morning to knock."

Lu Jianhua laughed because of her childish behavior, "OK, can you sleep until you wake up naturally?"

Listen to his words, Rong shallow but frowned, "I also want to sleep to wake up naturally, but no, tomorrow's work is also very heavy, you call me later, also don't be too late." With that, Rong Qian walked to the door, stretched out his hand to open the door, and made an invitation to Lu Jianhua, indicating that he could leave, because she was ready to go to bed.

Lu Jianhua left with a smile. When he walked out of the room, he heard the door closed behind him. It can be seen how anxious Rong Qian was to go to bed.

Standing at the door, Lu Jianhua was reluctant to leave. Just behind him, a place separated by a door, a woman he admired was inside. However, it seemed that they were separated not only by a door panel, but also by the distance of a world.

In the morning, Rong Qian woke up in the doorbell. After looking at the wall clock, he found that the time was neither too early nor too late. I don't know how the man at the door calculated the time. He was really prepared for the right time. This time is just the time when the company clocks in. It's really suitable to start the day's work.

Rong Qian wakes up, but the doorbell still doesn't stop. It seems that Rong Qian has to open the door.

Rong Qian got up from the bed and opened the door with a huff. As soon as the door opened, Lu Jianhua squeezed in.Seeing that he put the plate on the table, Rong Qian was a little stunned. He came to deliver breakfast.

Last night it was night delivery, and now it's breakfast delivery. Has he changed his job as a big photographer to delivery delivery?

Rong shallow skimmed his lips. Since he is willing to send it, let him send it. It saves his time.

Looking at Rong Qian still standing at the door, Lu Jianhua raised his eyebrows and said, "let's eat something. Isn't it that today's work is very heavy?"

Rong Qian didn't wake up completely from his sleep. He nodded blankly, left him and went into the bathroom. When he came out again, he changed his clothes. People also had a lot of spirit.

Lu Jianhua's camera has been set up, waiting for Rong Qian to start work.

Today's work has been well planned. In the morning, the cloth will be cut out, and in the afternoon, we will start to step on the sewing machine.

Cutting is not a simple job. The size was provided by Zhang Meilan before. Now you can draw a picture on the cloth and start cutting again. You can't make any mistakes in the process. Otherwise, the clothes are not the right size. It's not only a waste of cloth, but also a waste of time to rework. So when you go up in the morning, Rong Qian is lying on the ground.

She measured every inch carefully and marked carefully before moving the scissors. In this process, all Lu Jianhua could do was to stand by and watch her busy.

At this time, rongqian is no longer rongqian. She is a craftsman, cutting her own life and beautifying others' life. It seems that fashion can really change a person's life.