Sister Chen was still talking nonsense, Qin Jing looked at the sky speechlessly, and struggled to hold back a sentence, "Sister Chen, call me Qin Jing." He said, and deliberately added, "Jing, is the Jing who establishes Qingjing!"

Hearing this, Wen Jili raised his lips and smiled. He waved to Sister Chen, his voice filled with a smile that could not be ignored, "Ask someone to bring a glass of warm water to the young lady Li Qingjing. Go ahead and do your work."

Sister Chen smiled and bowed slightly before retreating. Qin Jing glared at Wen Jili and turned to look out the window at the scenery.

After the clerk brought the boiling water, the two of them were quiet for a while. Finally, Wen Jili took out a stack of manuscript paper from the locked drawer under the table and handed it to Qin Jing.

"How about changing the name of the store and taking a look at the design manuscripts of these plaques? If you think it's okay, I'll find a master to engrave it."[

"Sorry, I'm at work." Qin Jing replied coldly without raising an eyebrow.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care." Wen Jili replied seriously and pushed the stack of manuscripts in front of Qin Jing, "I have been drawing for several months and you don't want to read it?"

It was rare that he heard the third young master say a very cold joke. Qin Jing pretended to laugh dryly like "hehe", then said nothing, and still looked out the window, ignoring it.

"You really don't want to read it?" Wen Jili asked with a slightly raised voice, but Qin Jing did not answer.

Wen Jili asked again, "That was designed by your Mr. Wen for several months."

Qin Jing, "..."

At the end, Wen Jili let out an almost inaudible sigh, then shook his head, sighed a little more, and said helplessly, "Since Mr. Wen's Qin Xiaotu doesn't care, then there's no point in keeping these manuscripts."

It’s useless.”

After saying this, Qin Jing's brows trembled, but his head remained motionless.

Through the rest of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Wen Jili picking up a manuscript and placing his hands on the same side of the paper.

Then, a hissing sound came, and a manuscript was split into two.

Then, he folded the two torn pieces of paper together, and then hissed from the middle, and the manuscript was divided into four small sheets.

As if he was still not satisfied, Wen Jili folded the four pieces of paper together again, and with a click, a manuscript was divided into eight small parts.

The sound of shredding paper kept coming from his ears, which made Qin Jing's heart skip a beat.

She knew how much effort it took to go through a design draft, from rough draft, to revision, to finalization. She had done it before, but she could hear that Ji Li would tear it up without even blinking. It was so cruel.

!

Even if it wasn't a manuscript she had painstakingly drawn, she felt heartbroken when she heard it.

I noticed that a small pile of manuscript paper was torn into half by Wen Jili, and a small pile of waste paper was piled next to it. When Wen Jili pinched another piece of manuscript paper and tore it off, Qin Jing could not bear to get angry.

, hurriedly grabbed his hand and cursed anxiously, "Wen Jili, are you stupid! These are all your hard work, tear them up as you say, what a waste!"

Wen Jili was pulled by Qin Jing. He paused and opened his eyes. He looked at her calmly but with all kinds of emotions hidden. Qingjun's face was as clear as a bright lake, calm but helpless.

The neglected handsomeness.

"Qin Jing, even if a thing is so rare that it is the only one in the world, or it is so luxurious that it is rare in the world, if no one needs it, it will be like rubbish."

Wen Jili's voice was smooth and steady, with no emotion audible. His eyes still forced Qin Jing to look at him. His calm eyes seemed to hide endless storms. It seemed that if he was not careful, he would be destroyed.
Chapter completed!