Chapter 45

Seven in the morning, South Kensington, London.

One of the world's most expensive housing and price rich areas is bathed in the golden dawn to welcome the new year.

In the quiet garden villa area, on the long dining table on the terrace of the third floor of the White House, there are fresh flowers stained with morning dew and three delicate breakfasts. When Zhang Hongjun sat down at the dining table, he saw his son talking on the phone against the railing. He noticed that she was approaching, just slightly stretched her brows, nodded to her, and then turned to continue talking.

Zhang Hongjun and Liu Mei picked it up and listened to it.

"Are you sure she just went to see song Mian in Jinguang city?"

"Just guess the general direction, you talk like the end of the world?"

"There's no need to confirm. It's the end of the world to make people unhappy."

"You left your brain in last year? You don't need to stare at her. Just pay attention to song Mian. Is it difficult to change such a simple thing? "

When Cheng Lang put down his mobile phone and looked back, he saw Zhang Hongjun's face angry.

"My mother, who hasn't seen me for three months, doesn't have a smiling face when she comes to me," said Zhang Hongjun, lowering his head and sipping his coffee. His eyelids raised discontentedly. "What an important phone call do you have to talk about early in the morning?"

Cheng Lang came over and picked up the bouquet on the dining table and handed it to her: "isn't this flower smiling for me?"

Zhang Hongjun chin slightly raised, took the flowers on hand, reluctantly happy, mouth continued to ask: "that mother's words, you are not going to answer?"

"Of course." Cheng Lang sat down at the table. "It's really a very important phone call."

My son is too smart to be raised well. Look at the strict manner, I can't get a word out at the crucial moment.

Zhang Hongjun is angry again: "you don't say I also guessed, how, the front foot just left, the person little girl ran away?"

"I can't run." Cheng Lang shakes his head and smiles.

"Don't be too confident as your father was chasing me. All you know is that you spend hundreds or tens of millions on girls' family. It's OK to coax girls who have never seen the world. It can be seen that girls who have seen the world know that you have a rich family background, and they know that you are just like ordinary people who have paid thousands of yuan for pocket money. How can you move people? Let's talk about your mother and me. When your father gave me all kinds of jewelry and diamonds, I almost ran away with a poor boy. "

"What's good about a poor boy?" Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows and finally seemed to be interested in the topic. "Do you really live a life of being careful in everything?"

"People have a good temper. They don't have the airs of money people, and they don't have the virtue of being crafty and cunning businessmen. They are so gentle and considerate that they are very popular. Moreover, those who are familiar with small businesses and know their roots and bottom don't worry about bad conduct."

"Know the roots and know the bottom when you are young?" Cheng Lang repeated slowly, "I haven't known you for so many years. Can you still" shine back "

"Son, haven't you heard of two-way secret love? I saw a novel a few days ago. What's its name? Oh, "you're the joy of being late." it's said that it's rare to see you again after a long separation. Don't mention how affectionate it is! " Zhang Hongjun shook his head regretfully, "you have to fight for whatever you want since you were a child. You may not understand it in your life."

"I really don't do such a stupid thing." Cheng Lang nodded and looked as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Hongjun estimated that his son's mouth was still stiff. Hearing this, he showed his "teachable" eyes and knocked on the edge of the table: "if a girl's family likes jewelry design, you can follow the order of others and make sure of her career first. Mom went out yesterday to see the people from the jewelry Association. What she said was that this folk competition is just to open the door. If you really want to go on the road, you have to go on the official road. "

"I said," isn't this official way you? "? Then I showed them the work. After watching it, people said that it's not to give me face. The designer is really smart. I want to ask her if it's possible to print out the finished ring before they hold the exhibition this year. They want to reserve a seat for her. Do you think Ma has done a good job? "

"You are a beautiful man, you do beautiful things, and you are a drunk. If you don't want to drink, do you have to let someone come to London to show you?"

"I don't have to work hard to canvass?" Zhang Hongjun looked at him and said, "even if I don't show a picture of a little girl, then I can only wait here. You say, "can you make your mother better?"

"I'll go back and ask her what she means."

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before going to bed on this day, Xu Qiao received an e-invitation forwarded by Cheng Lang, and almost jumped out of bed with excitement.

She didn't really jump up because she received Cheng Lang's voice call before dancing.

When she got through, before he could speak, she said, "really? Really? Really? Is it true that I'm invited to take my work to the London Jewelry Fair? "

"What are you doing?" Cheng Lang's tone is light, and it sounds a little uncomfortable.

But immersed in joy, Xu Qiao didn't find the man's unusual mood today. She said to herself, "this exhibition is so rich in gold. Many famous senior designers can't take turns! Two years ago, our chief designer, Jinlu, wanted to go to the exhibition to gild himself. He entrusted his alma mater to the exhibition. As a result, he couldn't help Florence. My father spent a lot of money on her, but it was all empty! "Cheng Lang's ear also recalled the messy "two-way secret love after a long goodbye" in Zhang Hongjun's mouth at breakfast. After listening to her talking happily for a long time, she didn't have much reaction. She just said, "so are you interested in joining?"

"Of course there are!" Xu Qiao was full of ambition and thought about it and said, "well, I'll tell you that when I wrote my career plan today, I just had an idea. I think 'feather' can derive a series, not only rings, bracelets, necklaces, earrings, brooches and even crowns, but also can be extended accordingly."

"It's a rare opportunity for the exhibition. It used to be too bare to bring only one ring. It seems that I have no ink. Before Thomson's Sapphire arrives, I'll let the craft room make the ring first, and then I'll rush to design other series of jewelry, and then I'll take them to London together. What do you say?"

She keeps on babbling. Cheng Lang's restlessness is slightly relieved. She seems to think that it's better for her to be absorbed in her career than other men at least. She says silently, "OK, just do it and give you everything you want."

“……” Can we talk about business affairs? The Mandarin is very good. How can there be love talk? Did he make this call in the state of missing spring?

The bedroom didn't turn on the light, which sounded too solemn, and made Xu Qiao feel her ears burning.

This kind of scald spreads from her ears to her whole body, and finally makes her head suddenly grunt out of the picture of sitting on Cheng Lang's leg last night

Song Mian told her to do what you want to do. She felt that her body was full of positive energy.

Cheng Lang tells her that you just do it, but she feels that her body is full of hormone?

She waved her hand out of thin air, like dispelling something. She coughed, trying to turn the atmosphere back: "Oh, thank you, boss."

"Well, how was your day?"

"Good." Xu Qiao blinked inexplicably.

"Better than I am here?"

Can there be any comparison?

"Well," said Xu Qiao thoughtfully, "there is no such saying..."

"Is it better if I'm here, or if I'm not?"

"Ah," she continued, "is everything all right? Work makes me happy. I will be dedicated and love my job. I will be the same as my boss when he is away. "

"Do you want me to come back early?"

Xu Qiao felt that she was about to explode.

One by one, these problems are more and more acute. One by one, she can't fish in troubled waters. One by one, she can't breathe.

"Why do you have so many questions? I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep. " Xu Qiao was swallowing nervously in the dark. She pulled up the quilt and lay down. She was about to cut off the call. Hearing that he didn't respond, she stopped again. "I hung up?"

"Don't hang up until you've finished."

Sure enough, if you don't turn around, you can't go.

Little princess Xu, be cruel and take out your fairy shelf!

"Don't answer, really hang up!" She took a deep breath and pressed the hang up button. I'm sorry. Hey!

"You can also say that you don't want me to come back earlier..."

Xu Qiao's hand stops beside the red mark again with the male voice coming from the receiver.

"If you don't say it, I can understand that the answer is" yes ", but are you shy?"

“……”

I haven't seen him press so hard before. What's the matter today? Did he drink fake wine for the Chinese new year? Or is the new year's Eve meal not enough to satisfy you, and you want to eat hot tofu now?

In Xu Qiao's heart, ten thousand grass mud horses roared by: "no, you can't!" Then he cut off the voice call.

In the dark room, after a long silence, there was a violent turn over.

Xu Qiao was lying on the soft bed and pedaled hard: "spicy chicken and dog man!"

-

Xu Qiao didn't dare to talk to Cheng Lang on the phone any more, for fear that he didn't have enough to say it himself, and forced her to say it too. So when she received the news that he had returned home, she just gave a few simple replies on wechat.

At the end of the holiday, the organizers of the Belgian jewelry design competition officially announced the results of the competition and released the interview manuscripts of the two gold medal winners of the professional group and the new group respectively.

The content of the manuscript in the professional group is very official. The object of the manuscript is the famous jewelry designer in the industry. People in the circle are tired of hearing his legend. There are no new gimmicks to dig in. Almost all of them praise his brilliant achievements in the industry.

In the new group, the interview draft named "jewelry designer without story" seems to be fascinating from the title.

A new designer, whose background, educational background, age and real name are all enigmas, and who knows nothing except gender and nationality, has sprung up in a jewelry design competition without home court advantage. It's just like an unknown little man who beat the leaders of various schools and won the title of alliance leader at the Martial Arts Conference .

The interview draft still didn't reveal any information about the designer himself, but on the basis of these intriguing points of divergent thinking, it reviewed the designer's counter attack Road, and emphasized how the ring without a story stood out in the stories.Finally, there is a resounding conclusion: "we don't care about how many touching stories are behind you, we only care about whether you are a touching jewelry designer."

This conclusion, let the game with this interview once again "out of the circle", into the public view.

Murderers win sympathy because of the stories behind them, and draft contestants win opportunities because of the stories behind them - these annoying social situations have bored too many spectators. So this provocative remark soon attracted people's attention again to this jewelry design competition, and this Chinese designer who won the crown by his works instead of stories.

Several leading fashion media at home and abroad have contacted Berger jewelry studio, hoping to interview Miss Yuli and uncover her "mysterious veil".

The studio's unified reply is: "I'm very sorry, Miss Yu Li is preparing for the closing of London high-end jewelry fair this spring, so she has no time for an interview."

So a deep-water bomb like heavy news spread again: the new jewelry designer with his debut, will be on the stage of London high-end jewelry show.

When the name "Yuli" became famous in the jewelry circle, Xu Qiao did create in a closed studio, but she was not isolated from the world.

She received all the news in time, and every time she heard it, she would give Cheng Lang a "thumb" expression on wechat.

Needless to say, all of these publicity campaigns were written by her boss.

Although he scolded his dog, Xu Qiao had to admit that the man was really powerful. He is a very good businessman, who knows how to use a small hot spot to create a continuous and progressive bombing heat, and at the same time, to buy the hearts of the audience.

Xu Qiao is sure that without Cheng Lang, Yuli, who won just one folk competition, would only be able to make a few ripples on the surface of the lake, instead of making huge waves like today.

So the more she does, the more she wants to come up with convincing works to support the reputation of Cheng Lang.

For a long time, she spent almost all the time from getting up to going to bed in the studio. Most of the time, she worked in the studio to draw the design of a series of jewelry. A small part of the time, she went to the next room to check the progress of ring making.

In the middle of the ring making process, Rosa's knocking on the studio door became more frequent, because she didn't dare to be careless. All the relevant details needed to be confirmed with Xu Qiao.

That evening, as soon as Xu Qiao finished a painting and was preparing to move her muscles and bones, she saw Rosa come in: "Xiaoyu, do you have time to come to the craft room?"

Xu Qiao nodded. When she got up, she felt like her head was in the water.

Rosa saw her face is not very good-looking, glanced at her feet did not move the lunch box: "why didn't you have lunch? Don't forget to eat and sleep so much. It's impossible to get the whole series out before the jewelry exhibition. There will be some opportunities in the future. "

"If you don't, you'll never know how powerful you are." Xu Qiao stepped forward and said, "let's go. Take me to see the ring. I'll finish work after reading it. I'll leave work early today."

"Oh, so you know how to rest?"

Xu Qiao shrugged.

Originally, he didn't want to waste precious time, but Cheng Lang said that he would come to see her work progress when he was free today. She estimated that his real purpose was to pull her out for dinner.

The process room at work is full of the smell of chemicals and the noise of various machines. Xu Qiao goes in with Rosa, puts on goggles and protective gloves, and goes to the metalworking table.

In the studio next door, her forgotten mobile phone is shaking continuously.

In the back seat of Bentley downstairs, Cheng Lang makes two calls to Xu Qiao, but there is no response. He gets out of the car and walks in.

As soon as the receptionist Su Shan saw him, he immediately came up: "boss, come to find sister Yuli?"

"Well," Cheng Lang nodded, "she's not in the studio?"

"It should be in the craft room. I'll take you there!" Su Shan led him upstairs and knocked on the door of the craft room. He found that no one should answer. He explained to his descendants, "there may be a bit of noise inside."

"Then I'll wait outside." Cheng Lang is about to turn around when the door of the craft room is suddenly opened by Rosa.

Rosa saw a person, bold, raised the voice of ridicule: "Oh, I said Xiaoyu how to leave work early today."

When Cheng Lang heard this, he gently raised his eyebrows and seemed to be in a good mood. When he looked in, he saw that not far behind Rosa, Xu Qiao was squatting on the ground with her back to the door to see Fei Zheng pouring plaster. While he was good at drawing, he was talking in the noise.

Cheng Lang couldn't hear what she said, so he stood quietly by the door waiting for her.

Fei Zheng was the first to notice him because he was facing the door. He stopped his work and said a word to Xu Qiao.

Xu Qiao turns her head to see Cheng Lang and holds her knees up. She doesn't want to be halfway up. Suddenly, it's dark in front of her.

Subconsciously, she shakes to help the nearby metalworking platform.

Rosa and Sushan exclaimed in an instant, "watch your hand!"

And faster than them is Cheng Lang, who rushes over.Before Xu Qiao could react, she felt that someone had pushed her hand away. At the same time, she saw the blade of the cutting machine cutting to the other hand.