Chapter 388

Jiang Ming Ming's phone finally got through, but he seemed to be a little busy there. I wanted to have a few words with him, but he had been talking about some business with the people next to him. Finally, Jiang Ming Ming had to hang up.

I was stunned for a while, but thinking that Jiang Mingming was really busy, I had to comfort myself. Maybe he would contact me again when he was finished.

He didn't call me until I went to bed.

Wake up the next day, the mobile phone is still not Jiang Ming Ming any text messages and missed calls, I was very depressed, huff of the dial in the past.

"Are you busy?"

"Yes, I'm very busy now. I'll talk about it later. I'll hang up first." Jiang Mingming hung up the phone again. I was so angry that I had nothing to say. Is he fighting the fire? Is it so hard to have a good word with me?

With this in mind, I simply got up to go to the studio and had to hand in the drawings today. According to the truth, I was also very busy today.

When I got to the studio, other people didn't come to work, so I turned on the computer to get ready to work. But I sat down for less than half an hour, and suddenly someone called me.

"Hello, is this Miss Su Zimeng?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm from an express company. A guest ordered a bunch of flowers. I'm at the door of your office now. Can I send them to you now?"

How could someone send me flowers?

I was curious. Who would send me flowers? Is it Jiang Mingming? He won't be so kind-hearted. He's in a rage these days. He won't do anything to please me.

The express delivered a bunch of flowers with exquisite packaging, and there was a small card in the flowers, and the message was "Little Prince"

I sighed, of course I knew who this person was. When I was in love with Yanchuan, I called him "Little Prince" and he called me "little rose", but I have already made it clear with Yanchuan? Why does he want to send me flowers? Does he think there is still hope between us?

I gave a bitter smile and put the flowers aside.

This drawing is a bit troublesome. Party A is not satisfied with the modification several times. For a while, it says that we need to change the corridor area, and for a while, it says that the green area does not meet the requirements. In short, I have been harassed by Party A for several days. Every time, I can resist their dissatisfaction. In fact, sometimes I feel that they do not know what they want, but they are not satisfied with what we have done effect.

So Shen Yue said that a good architect should not only learn how to draw, but also be a psychologist, that is, how to persuade anxious Party A to go along with his own intention, but also can not let party a find that you are guiding him, you have to let them feel that you are serving him, you are trying to figure out his mind, but in fact he is led into the circle by you.

If only I had half of Shen Yue's skills. Not to mention Shen Yue, even if I had half of Jiang Ming Ming's skills, I could fly in the sky. However, they have been trained for decades. How can they have these skills naturally?

Today, Party A has been urging me by phone for half an hour since I went to work. My head is almost two big. It's not the big boss of Party A who urges us. He's also a little wordy, but it's estimated that the big boss is pressing me hard, so he can only keep calling to harass me. But this picture can't be urged. The more I urge, the more upset I am. Later, he simply asked ADA to answer for me Phone call, which gave me a relatively quiet time to finish this picture.

It was not easy for Party A to hand in the drawing before he got off work in the afternoon. Party A was still satisfied with it. Although he later called to say that there were several parts to be modified, they were all very small places. It took only a few minutes to work, so the processing was relatively fast.

It was 8:00 p.m. when it was all finished, I had a stretch. I wanted to take you to a meal, but I was not in the mood, so I asked ADA to take you to a meal and write an invoice for reimbursement.

I want to go to the massage center to do a massage. By the way, I feel my neck is going to be broken.

Who knows just ready to go out, but looking at the door stood a person - Jiang Ming Ming!

I stare at him, he is not in Beijing? Why are you here again?

"You Didn't you say you had a meeting in Beijing? "

"I left in the morning and came back by plane in the afternoon." Jiang Ming Ming is still carrying a big bag in his hand, with a plane ticket in his pocket. He has just arrived from the airport.

"Did you come back specially for me?"

"That's not true. I'll be in the company tomorrow to deal with some things, and there's no need to stay there." Jiang Mingming shrugged his shoulders, but I dropped my mouth. Don't you know that you lied to me? It's good for you to make me happy. Even if you really come back for tomorrow's work, you've already stood in front of me. Don't you know how to speak better?

Of course, I'm not Lu man Xin. Lu man Xin would say that I am, oh, can't you see that he said this just to hide his face? How can anyone come to see you when they get off the plane? Whether he has something to do tomorrow or not, at least he's here for you at the moment.Jiang Mingming glanced at the flowers on the table. He frowned slightly and seemed a little unhappy. But I had no time to get rid of the flowers. It was so dazzling on the table. Jiang Mingming went over and picked up the card, "little prince?"

"Er..."

"Who sent it?" Jiang Mingming looked at me, but I began to be nervous. When I was nervous, I would not stutter. Half a day later, I answered Jiang Mingming, "Yanchuan"

"what do you want to do with him?" Jiang Mingming gets angry and throws the card directly on the ground.

"What does it have to do with me that he sent flowers? I didn't respond to him." I think Jiang Guangming is just inexplicable, Yan Chuan sent me flowers, is this still my fault? "You would say that the women who sent you text messages didn't respond to them, but they sent them to you on their own initiative. Isn't that the same thing?"

"But at least I won't cuddle with them on the main road!"

"Jiang Mingming, that's enough! This is in my office. Please be polite

"OK, I shouldn't have come into your office. Let's finish here. In the future, you'll have a lot of freedom. You don't have to spend time with me anymore." Jiang Mingming picked up the card on the floor, put it on the desk again, and turned to leave the office. I want to catch up with him, but I just can't move my feet, as if I was fixed here by something.

It wasn't until Jiang Mingming completely disappeared that I began to regret why I couldn't explain to him just now. Yan Chuan and I really made it clear.