Chapter 1247

Bo Qichen touched her head. "I asked for leave for you."

Tang Qingge stared. "Did director Huang say anything?"

"What is he going to say?"

What is he going to say.

What can he say.

What could he say except 'yes, OK, no problem'?

"Well..."

Tang Qingge, who has been squeezed by director Huang for two months and won't have a day off, doesn't know what to say. The boss asked for leave and director Huang certainly didn't dare to say anything, so she is on vacation today?

Her eyes brightened. "Is today my holiday?"

Bo Qichen rubbed her hair. "Yes, on vacation, I will accompany you wherever you want to go today."

On vacation, with the big boss around, two people play together, three times five divided by two, doesn't that mean two people are in love?

The more you think about it, the more excited you are.

Tang Qingge has long been optimistic about an art shop where he can make pottery, oil color paintings and plush dolls online. The most important thing is that the group purchase price is only 199 people, which is one of the most suitable things for couples.

She made up her mind and immediately placed an order. "Let's do pottery today!"

"Pottery?"

"Ha ha, you certainly haven't done this. Look at mine. I'll make a blue and white porcelain for you then!"

Tang Qingge is full of ambition! A big boss has never seen or done such a thing. Finally, there is something in the world that he can't do.

Suddenly self-confidence is back!

She patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't worry, I won't laugh at you even if you do badly."

She had an obvious look that she would laugh at him.

Bo Qichen said helplessly, "OK."

The big boss was dragged to the door of the art store by her for fear of being recognized. She always wore sunglasses and a hat. When she arrived at the store, she found that there were many people waiting in line to make pottery and paint oil paintings, and most of them were lovers. She dragged the big boss to wait in line at the door.

The decoration style of this shop is Japanese, and there is a special teacher who teaches pottery and oil painting to teach them how to make pottery and oil painting. The waiter pulls a young boy over and says, "this is your teacher. You can make pottery, oil painting or dolls at will in the rest of the time. This teacher will accompany you throughout the journey."

Accompanying them was a shy young man. He looked at Bo Qichen with the some fear in his eyes and nodded, "yes, come with the me."

The boy took them to a hall where there were people who were doing pottery cross legged. Tang Qingge looked at their pottery.

Ouch, why does it look so difficult?

"You can try it first."

She sat with the boss. Tang Qingge pursed her lips and volunteered, "I'll come first."

As she said this, she breathed into her hand and began to make pottery carefully. The teenager instructed her, "the most important thing to make pottery is to control the strength. You imagine that the pottery in your hand is your most precious work. To make this pottery with full enthusiasm, you should cherish it, love it, use your love... Wait, don't pinch it!"

Suddenly, Tang Qingge pinched a hand of mud.

The bowl, which had just formed its rudiments, became a mixture in her hands.

The young man paused and his expression became very complicated.

Her face was pounded with mud and she was silent.

Bo Qichen was also silent.

The young man was embarrassed and comforted Tang Qingge. "It doesn't matter. Many people will fail the first time they do it. Few people can succeed when they do pottery for the first time."

Tang Qingge turned his head to look at the boss. "Give me another chance. I can do it this time."