Ke hang calls Cheng Qifeng immediately.

"Ke hang."

"Qi Feng, if you don't say that Jianning is ill, how can you still send her a job?"

Cheng Qifeng sighed: "Ke hang, how dare I send you a job? It's... Long Xiaoshao. I don't know why. He was very dissatisfied with Jianning's design. I heard that he had lost his manuscript. He told Jenning to change the manuscript today, or she won't have to leave work. "

Ke hang

"Is Jenning's manuscript really bad?" He asked.

"I've checked it. How could it be bad? The factory was going to copy it today, and they had to make it. As a result, it didn't conform to long Xiaoshao's aesthetic, so he called back. " Cheng Qifeng sighed, "does this little dragon understand.

If in the future our designs can only be finalized with his approval, then my design director is no different from the one who is on the air. I'd better resign. "

After listening to Cheng Qifeng, Ke hangdi said, "first of all."

Cheng Qifeng

He played the lute to the ox?

Yes, I'm afraid that guy's heart is tied to Jianning at this time.

Jianning revised several details of her design draft, typed the design intention, printed it out, and sent it to longchen's office on the fifth floor.

When Miss Secretary opened the door, long Chen was standing in front of the French window, talking to someone.

I don't know who I'm talking to, but a smile is on his lips. The sun shines on him from the window, giving him a dazzling light. Jianning was in a trance for a moment, as if she had seen the smiling and warm sunshine boy.

However, the illusion in the Dragon Chen turned to see her, smile cooling after disillusionment.

No one will be the one he used to be.

Long Chen's expression suddenly a cold, and ended the call.

He's single in his pocket, pretty and cold.

Jianning calmly walked over and handed the manuscript to him half a meter away: "Mr. long, this is my revised design draft and my design concept. Mr. long will be able to understand the meaning of my design better. "

Long Chen's vision falls on the manuscript in Jianning's hand, and after several seconds, he takes out his hand in his pocket and takes the manuscript over.

He looked at it for a long time, and the corners of his mouth were lightly hooked.

Jane heard a snort.

No!

Jane's heart was cold.

Long Chen raised his head and his eyes were covered with cold frost.

"Redo it."

Jane Ning: "I'm not sure."

She held back her stomachache and straightened up. "Why?"

"Why?" Long Chen mouth cold hook, "you need reason?"

"Of course." Jianning looked at him and said, "I think the design of this jewelry is perfect. Why is dragon always picky?"

"Miss Jane, I hope you understand a little bit." Long Chen's tone sank, "your design is for others to appreciate beauty, not for yourself. As a designer, you cater to the appreciation of the public, not yourself.

You think perfection is OK? The consumer doesn't like it, and your design is just a little bit too high.

I am a consumer now, I am not satisfied with your design! "

Jane Ning: "I'm not sure."

She mumbles lips, originally want to say something more, but the result has nothing to say, she once drew the design draft in the hand of long Chen, "good."

With that, he turned and walked towards the gate.

Long Chen lightly lifted lips, want to talk and stop.