Chapter 79 Did I Said, Don't Call My Brother Anymore
"Are you the customer who came today?" Bai Shuang was slightly surprised.
According to what colleagues just discussed, Yuan Qing is worth a lot of money.
But she met Yuan Qing at the subway station.
Yuan Qing smiled and nodded, "Do you think it's strange why I still take the subway?
Haha, because there are too many cars on the road during morning and evening rush hours, and it is not convenient and comfortable to take the subway, so I chose a simpler and faster way."
With this explanation, Bai Shuang felt that Yuan Qing was a very cheerful and informal person.
Yuan Qing looked at Bai Shuang's previous perfume design plan and nodded frequently.
She said to Jian Yimo: "I have decided to let Lin Baishuang make my perfume."
"Lin Baishuang, don't put too much pressure on me, just follow your normal thinking pattern.
No matter what the finished product is, I believe you will not let me down."
Yuan Qing really likes Bai Shuang.
In this era, it is rare to meet a girl as beautiful, brave and resourceful as her.
And she happens to be a perfume designer. Judging from the design, she is also very talented.
Yuan Qing deliberately wants to make friends with Bai Shuang and is very optimistic about her future development potential.
Jian Yimo was so surprised that he responded repeatedly.
After sending Yuan Qing away, Jian Yimo's eyes changed when he looked at Bai Shuang.
"Lin Baishuang, congratulations on receiving Ms. Yuan's order!
Work hard, if you can get Ms. Yuan's approval, our company will definitely reach a higher level!"
Originally, Jian Yimo only approached Bai Shuang and wanted to pursue her because he had Bai Yueguang's heart in her chest.
But now, this simple proximity seems to have changed a little.
Bai Shuang's excellence surprised him, made him proud, and made him focus more on Bai Shuang.
Everyone in the company was happy to receive Yuan Qing's order. Only Mo Mingxuan was sitting at her workstation, drinking coffee with her head down.
She rolled her eyes secretly at the coffee cup.
Yep, isn't it just that I received the order from Yuan Qing?
Being able to receive it and being able to do it well are two different things.
Lin Baishuang is really a man with a heart full of insufficiency.
Even Tina's level is not enough to make a perfume that satisfies Yuan Qing. Does she really think that she, a newcomer who has just been in the industry for more than a year, can be better than the experienced Tina?
Mo Mingxuan sneered in her heart, she wanted to see how Lin Baishuang was embarrassed in the end!
The day passed quickly, and at five o'clock in the evening, it was time to get off work.
As soon as they arrived, Bai Shuang started packing his things.
"Lin Baishuang, are you ready to leave now?" Mo Mingxuan poked her head out of her workstation and asked in surprise.
"Yeah." Bai Shuang responded, his hands and feet quick.
"Didn't you just take over Ms. Yuan's order? Don't you want to work overtime?"
Bai Shuang had already packed her things and looked at her strangely, "Why do you have to work overtime?"
Mo Mingxuan was choked by these words.
In the past, when the company received a big order, every colleague would work overtime, fearing that if they failed to handle any step, the final result would be ruined.
No one dares to breathe a sigh of relief until the customer is satisfied.
Can you take a look at Lin Baishuang?
She was just enjoying herself at work, and I didn't notice how nervous or concerned she was.
It was just time to get off work, and she couldn't wait to pack her things and leave.
Yuan Qing really made a mistake this time. It's hard for someone like Lin Baishuang to make a perfume that satisfies her!
Bai Shuang got off work on time so that she could rush to the market to buy vegetables and meat.
She carried the meat and vegetables to Qin Wu's apartment, put on an apron, turned on the stove, and started cooking carefully according to the recipe on her phone.
At half past six, the afterglow outside the French window was about to fade, and the fingerprint lock outside the door made a sound and was unlocked.
As soon as Qin Wu entered the house, he smelled a faint sweet and sour smell, and quickly walked to the kitchen in a few steps.
Then he saw a delicate and delicate back.
Bai Shuang was tasting the soup with a spoon when she heard the voice and turned around, smiling sweetly at Qin Wu, "Brother, you're back."
The girl's soft face is white and tender, and her smile is cute and cute. A sweet greeting seems to be able to sweep away the fatigue of the day.
Qin Wu's fingers on the door frame curled up slightly, and his original intention of scolding him became much weaker.
"How did you get in?" His voice was slightly hoarse.
Bai Shuang put the spoon aside, flipping the sweet and sour pork ribs with a spatula, and replied: "Brother's password is so simple, it's his birthday."
I clicked the right button without having to guess, so I came in early to cook."
Qin Wu's fingers tightened, and a sourness filled his heart.
"Do you know...my birthday?" These words were spoken intermittently as if they were burning on his mouth.
"Of course I know!" Bai Shuang turned off the natural gas, found a beautiful white porcelain plate, and carefully put the crystal clear sweet and sour pork ribs in it.
She turned around with the plate of spareribs and smiled sweetly, "You are my brother. I don't know your birthday. Who else knows?"
These words caused a bitter smile to leak from Qin Wu's lips.
Not even his biological parents remembered his birthday.
But the girl in front of him, who had no blood relationship with him but was brought here because his father reorganized the family, actually remembered it.
How ironic!
"Stop talking so much, brother, come and try the sweet and sour pork ribs I made.
I have never cooked before. I just learned this by following the tutorial. I don’t know if it tastes good, but you can try it.”
Bai Shuang handed Qin Wu a pair of chopsticks, her big grape-like eyes flashing with anticipation and nervousness.
Unexpectedly, Qin Wu turned around and said, "When I get home, I have to take a shower first. If I have anything to do, I'll talk about it after I take a shower."
After saying these words, he stepped up to the second floor.
Bai Shuang was holding the sweet and sour pork ribs and glanced at the gradually darkening sky by the window.
It's getting dark soon.
Is my brother’s night personality about to come out too?
When Bai Shuang finished making the last soup and brought it to the dining table, a person walked up the stairs to the second floor.
He was covered in moisture, his black hair was damp, and he was wearing a black T-shirt and black pants, with a shining black diamond nailed to his ear.
Of course, the biggest difference between Qin Wu with a night personality and Qin Wu with a white personality is that——
Qin Wu, who has a white personality, usually does not smile, but Qin Wu, who has a night personality, always has a wicked smile on his lips.
This makes him look evil and bad, a standard scumbag image.
Bai Shuang stood at the dining table, her big round eyes gleaming, and she softly shouted: "Brother."
Qin Wu walked straight in front of Bai Shuang without stopping.
When he came to her, he put his arms around the back of her head, bent down, and pulled her in front of him.
The two people's faces were close to each other in an instant, and each other's breaths were intertwined.
"Little sister, did I tell you not to call me brother casually anymore?"