Then he looked up at Song Yichen in the corner, took the information and went forward and said, "photographer song Da, this is my view on the photos from my perspective. Please see if there is anything wrong with it."

Song Yichen looked at a pile of sub documents that suddenly came out in front of him. He only swept for two seconds, and then said faintly: "this seems to be your work. I have no obligation to help you."

Ye Fei couldn't help rolling her eyes. This is really her job, but the problem is that her work needs his cooperation

"Song Yichen, you don't want your works published in magazines to be interpreted at will. If you don't say so, people will only impose their own ideas on them and may not be able to understand your intentions." Ye Fei opens her mouth again, trying to persuade the man in front of her that is not pleasant at all.

"It's their business to understand, it's none of my business."

Ye Fei said hello to him several times and turned back to her desk.

Office staff come one after another, handsome men and beautiful women, this is to engage in fashion, one by one naturally walk in the forefront of fashion.

Zhang Wen was wearing a large ginger sweater with jeans and a pair of boots. As soon as she came in, she saw Ye Fei and ran straight to her.

"Is communication ready?"

Before ye Fei was honest enough to tell the truth, she handed in the things she had analyzed. Zhang Wen stood at the table and turned it over. Then she said with a sneer, "Song Yichen can't write such a low-level thing. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Ye Fei has some helplessness, is it low?

She has done a lot of homework in the past two days, but after all, she is not a professional in photography, nor is she as powerful as Su Mohan's brain

"But you still have the heart, take it back and do it again, and give you another day." Zhang Wen leaves the document on Ye Fei's desk and turns away haughtily with her chin up.

Ah, I can't bear to look at the editor's face and say, "why don't you speak so bitterly?"

"Yes, I was criticized by my editor in the morning, which is more serious than Zhang Wen."

Ye Fei turns her head and smiles at them. She looks up again at the direction of song Yichen.

This look up, only to find that others are no longer in, do not know when to leave.

Ye Fei immediately turned her head and asked Pingping, "where is song Yichen?"

"He has a shooting mission today. I don't know whether he went to the studio or sent abroad. I don't know whether he will come back today. If he doesn't come back, you will be miserable."

Ye Fei simply put the photos aside and kept busy with other things.

Until the lunch break, ye Fei and Pingping xiner said hello, and they ran to the canteen first. Because there were few people and she ate fast, there was plenty of time today.

After taking the car key, ye Fei drove to Yin Shaolong's company. She often sent Xuanxuan to Yin Shaolong's office these two days, so the Secretary didn't stop her and led her directly to an office.

After knocking on the door, ye Fei waited outside the door for a while and came to the door: "come in."

Ye Feifei just pushed the door into the room, but as soon as she went in, she was stunned. In addition to Yin Shaolong's office, there was also a haunting man, song Yichen.

Ye Fei looks around. Yin Shaolong is sitting on the side of the sofa, holding Xuanxuan in her arms and feeding her milk. She gave her breast milk to him this morning. After warming up, Xuanxuan drank the fragrance.

Song Yichen is sitting on the opposite side of the sofa, with a file on her leg and looking down.