Yin Lihua, who never worked overtime, has returned to his villa now.
He stood in front of the living room window smoking a cigar, his eyes sank, "This celebration banquet was too early, right? Did you read it wrong?"
"It's true, there's no mistake." The other party was very sure.
"..." Yin Lihua was quite puzzled. Jingting was not such a person, and it didn't even happen.
"Mr. Yin, you said..." the executives guessed, "Is their design draft particularly perfect?"
"I don't have to say this, but Jingting doesn't have to say it." He smoked a cigar and spit out a circle of smoke. "It's up to the customer to say it."
"We have to step up our efforts, maybe they will start making finished products tomorrow and they will be ahead of us if they accidentally."
Yin Lihua didn't say anything, he hung up the phone, and his cold expression changed subtly.
After a while, he called Yumengxi, who was far away from Luoxi Waterfall.
He asked in a deep voice, "How did you design?" He was a little anxious and unwilling to fall behind.
"I'm still looking for inspiration, and some people are starting to get into the state." Yu Mengxi reported truthfully, "What's wrong?"
Yin Lihua said, "The designer of Jingshi Group has returned. Do you know this?"
"Know."
After a brief silence, Yin Lihua sighed lightly, "You can do it." He didn't say anything else, and hung up the phone directly, without wanting to put pressure on her.
At night, Lamborghini parked in the open-air parking lot downstairs in Tianyu Community.
The three of them took the phone to go upstairs, on the 28th floor of a certain apartment.
The entrance door opened, "Mr. Jing, Mr. Li." Mo Fan welcomed them.
"Hello help Mot." Su Lingling greeted them as she walked in.
Mo Fan nodded and said, "Hello." He did not express his discomfort.
"Where is Jiamei? Is she better?" Li Mi saw her shoes at the door.
"Li Xiaomi! I'm here!!"
Without waiting for Mo Fan to answer, Han Jiamei's excited voice came from the master bedroom.
Li Mi handed the fruit gift box in her hand to Mo Fan, and then took steps towards the master bedroom.
The grand door was closed, and she gently pushed the door in, "How are you doing? Does it still hurt?" She walked towards her.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, but Dr. Shen asked me to rest and try not to get out of bed and walk, so I have to take a few more days off." Han Jiamei was very happy, "Congratulations, the design team is so outstanding."
"Thank you." Li Mi sat down on the edge of the bed and took her hair pamperedly for her, "Where is Su Lingling in the company, you can rest with peace of mind."
This is Su Lingling's second time here, and her mood is different from the last time.
She stood at the door of the master bedroom and saw Han Jiamei sitting on the head of the bed, wearing white pajamas and long hair, but at a young age, she had a little bit of a woman's charm.
And Han Jiamei also saw her, "Su Lingling? Are you here too?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Su Lingling walked towards her, "Are you better? I heard you were bitten by a snake, so come and see you."
"Not serious, thank you for your concern." Han Jiamei told her in a nice voice, "It's just that the doctor said she needs to rest for a while, so after taking a few days off, I'll bother you about the company."
"No trouble, it should be." Su Lingling smiled, "You should recover from your injuries." The jealousy in her heart was about to overflow.
There is only one bedroom here, and she is lying on Mo Fan's bed.
Then Mo Fan... is lying beside her?
Are they living together? Are they deliberately concealing their office romance? Are they dating? Is they a boyfriend and girlfriend?
Su Lingling was distracted, and many thoughts came to her mind.
Li Mi and Han Jiamei were chatting, while Su Lingling took the opportunity to slowly observe the surrounding layout. The room was large, with high-end decorations, low-luxury and fashionable colors, and simple tones.
She could even imagine Mo Fan's handsome appearance in a bathrobe standing in front of the window holding a wine glass.
She couldn't help feeling a little sad...
I like him more and more and more, and I am becoming more and more uncontrollable. What should I do?