While Shen Jiayao and Shen Nianxi and his son were talking upstairs, Lu Xixin was reading and sorting out information in the study.
She sat quietly on the chair, with her back straight and her arms resting on the desk, in a standard reading and writing posture.
Lu Xixin is lazy and careless in her leisure time, but when reading and writing, she always has the most standard posture and the most focused look.
His eyes were bright and deep, as if he had slipped into the book.
The housekeeper, Uncle Gong, came in to give her fruits. When he saw the sun falling on her body, the light golden light outlined her graceful and calm figure, which made Uncle Gong suddenly stunned.
The delicate and beautiful little girl she once was has grown so big.
Suddenly, Uncle Gong felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
After sighing softly in his heart, Uncle Gong gently placed the fruit plate next to Lu Xixin and warned softly: "Eat some fruit, these are the newly sent strawberries from Zhuangzi. Although they look ordinary and small, they are
It’s pure green, pollution-free, and very sweet.”
Lu Xixin put down her pen, took out a wet wipe and wiped her hands carefully, then picked up a strawberry and put it into her mouth.
The sweet fruity aroma exploded on the tip of the tongue. Lu Xixin narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, like a small animal, and acted coquettishly at Uncle Gong: "The strawberries sent by Uncle Gong are the sweetest."
A smile subconsciously appeared in Uncle Gong's eyes. This moment seemed to return to his childhood. Lu Xixin was still the soft and waxy little girl. She ran up to him in a beautiful little cheongsam, her eyes narrowed with laughter.
, said in a sweet and waxy tone: "Uncle Gong is the best, and Uncle Gong's strawberries are the sweetest in the world."
"If Miss Xixin likes it, I will always give you fruits." Uncle Gong said in a gentle tone.
Lu Xixin ate two strawberries and said in a casual tone: "By the way, is Brother Gong Qi from Uncle Gong's family graduating soon?"
"Yes, he will graduate in June next year." Uncle Gong nodded and mentioned his youngest son. The expression on Uncle Gong's face softened unconsciously, "The sculpture he studied is similar to other art majors. It is not easy to find a job, but it is good.
Now that he has some ability, he already has several choices."
"Brother Gong Qi is very good." Lu Xixin praised, and then said: "Sculpture is hard work, and in the end it all turns to the direction of design. The sooner the better, I know Master Fang Zhonglin, and Master Fang intends to recruit two
Assistant, I wonder if Brother Gong Qi would like to give it a try?"
Uncle Gong didn't understand for a moment, and looked a little dazed, staring blankly at Lu Xixin.
It took a while to realize what the three words Fang Zhonglin symbolized in the sculpture world.
Fang Zhonglin is a top master in China, and his status in the domestic sculpture world is like President Luo's status in the painting world.
Uncle Gong has also seen big scenes, but when he heard these three words, his wrists still trembled with excitement: "Master Fang, Master Fang...is what Miss Xixin said true?"
"Of course it's true." Lu Xixin smiled, "But I only serve as an introduction. Whether you can succeed in the interview and be favored by Master Fang depends on Brother Gong Qi's own ability."
"That's enough, that's enough." Uncle Gong was still excited and couldn't speak incoherently. He looked at Lu Xixin with gratitude, "It's really hard for you to still miss him."
"Uncle Gong has taken care of me since I was a child. How could I forget Brother Gong Qi?" Lu Xixin softened her expression, like a gentle little girl, "It's just that I have experienced a sudden change and have handled too many things, so I don't have time to chat with you.
It’s a common thing, but I take your matters to heart.”
"Miss..." Uncle Gong's eyes were slightly wet and his voice was trembling.
"Okay." Lu Xixin tilted her head, "I can now act coquettishly in front of you. Outside, I am still the cold and ruthless head of the Gu family."
Uncle Gong was amused, turned around and touched the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and whispered: "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. I'll cook in person at noon today to show off my skills."
"It's been a long time since I've eaten something made by Uncle Gong himself." Lu Xixin looked expectantly.
Seeing this, Uncle Gong's heart became more and more complicated. He walked quickly to the door, but stopped when he opened the door.
He turned around and looked at Lu Xixin, wanting to say something.
At this time, Lu Xixin had already lowered his head to read the information, and found that he had not left, so he smiled at him: "Uncle Gong, remember to make Dongpo Pork, I like to eat it."