In the annoying heavy bass sound like "beat, beat, beat", time suddenly began to count in milliseconds in a stingy manner.

While the two of them looked at each other with their eyes flashing, they thought of a perfect reason for the abnormal heartbeat rhythm at this moment.

I became sick again - Cheng Lang.

Who is so nervous about coming? Xu Qiao.

Then one staggers his sight to the left and the other sways to the right.

Xu Qiao blinked quickly and tried hard to filter out the images stuck in her mind - this dog man's face is really hard to pick. He is rich and looks very handsome, no wonder he wants to fuck her so confidently.

Cheng Lang forced himself to ignore the existence of his hands and feet, concealing the stiffness of his limbs and the slight tremors of his bones and joints - let him bear it, and push her away again, she probably would send him to the crematorium in advance.

The clattering sound of men's leather shoes starts from far to near, and from near to far.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and finally got free from the intimate posture to the similar embrace.

Unfortunately, Cheng Lang just retreated and was called "General Lang" and all his previous efforts were wasted.

"It's really you? It's so rare. Our Lang has actually come down to such a corner." Jiang Fangren walked to the side of the sports car, and felt that he had just seen a very familiar back, so he went back and took a look again.

Xu Qiao heard it. This was the young man who called her Caulova when she saw her last time!

Cheng Lang covered the person behind, straightened his suit and said seriously: "Can you send your sister home, I can't?"

Jiang Fang showed a sudden realization expression. When he thought about it, he felt something was wrong. The man was still caring about the Xu family half an hour ago and glanced at him in confusion: "Hiss, your sister is so shy, doesn't she happen to be surnamed Xu?"

Xu Qiao avoided the pillar and stomped his feet silently.

Asking the bottom line, is it over?

Cheng Lang looked back at her, and Lang said to cover up: "Will that girl know how to write the word shy?"

Xu Qiao: "..."

"Yes, we always have a good sister from a seawall, how can we just take one scoop?"

Xu Qiao: "..."

Cheng Lang closed his eyes and did not catch the car with a slick mouth as soon as possible. It was his biggest mistake in making decisions over the years in the mall.

"Drive away within three seconds," he pointed to Jiang Fang's car, "There is still room for talks about the cooperation between Lanchen and Lang Xin next year."

Jiang Fang was stunned.

"three."

"No, what did I say wrong?"

"two."

"Fuck, really?"

"one."

Jiang Fang opened the car door and stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out like a rocket.

Cheng Lang was silent for a moment, as if nothing had happened, turned around to face Xu Qiao, raised his chin and signaled to go in: "Let's go."

Xu Qiao gave him a "five": "Long is the only way to stop, the good sisters from a sea pond are sent one by one. I am really worried that your long night is not enough." After saying that, nodded to him and turned around and left.

Cheng Lang watched her walk into the elevator with anger and amused look, looked up at the sky on the long night, and sighed.

Some people look bright, beautiful, romantic on the surface, but in fact they don’t even have a sister behind their backs.

——

The apartment arranged by Cheng Lang is a medium-sized apartment with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, two bathrooms and one balcony. Because the decoration style is quite official, it gives people a more impression of the employee dormitory, rather than the "golden house" hidden in the golden house.

As soon as Xu Qiao entered the door, he saw a table full of dishes on the living room dining table. At a glance, most of them were fresh seafood.

The aunt welcomed her with steaming dishes: "Miss Yu, I don't know what you like to eat, so I made some of them. Xiao Cheng always said that you are from Nancheng and grew up by the beach since childhood, so I prepared a few more seafood dishes."

Xu Qiao smelled the familiar seafood smell, and I didn't know if I was hungry or why, but my eyes were a little sore, and I stood in the entrance hall and didn't move for a long time.

The aunt tentatively said: "Is it not to your taste? Then I will..."

"No, it's pretty good," she interrupted her and entered the room, "Auntie, what's your last name?"

"My surname is Zhou." Aunt Zhou smiled, "If you have any needs in the future, I will live nearby whenever you need me."

Xu Qiao nodded, washed his hands and served the table, and was stunned for a while, and moved his chopsticks.

I don’t know if it was Aunt Zhou’s ingenuity or Cheng Lang’s explanation that she almost didn’t need her to make a lazy way to cook seafood on a table. The shrimps had already picked up the shrimp thread and removed the shells, and the crab meat was picked into piles. Even the fish was picked up with chopsticks, and the meat peeled off.

A while ago, most of her eating fast food in Milan were inevitable that she was a little uncomfortable. Now she had authentic Chinese food, which was all her favorite. Xu Qiao had a real appetite for the first time since something happened to her at home.

Just as I thought of Milan, I happened to stop the supper from happening by Yu Jin’s call.

When Xu Qiao saw the caller ID, she felt a little complicated.

She didn't know how to describe the empty feeling in her heart.

Just like when her father left, he took the initiative to entrust Cheng Lang what is most important to her, it seemed that everyone could be easily "handled" by Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang rejected her when he didn't want her, and tried all his skills when he wanted her. Now she had nothing, and it seemed that everything was all in his mind.

When the phone was almost disconnected, Xu Qiao answered it: "Hey."

"Qiao, did he show off with you?"

Xu Qiao responded muffledly, "Yes".

"Qiao, I'm sorry. No matter how moving the process he convinced me, I will apologize to you for my decision."

"It's okay." Xu Qiao's fingers unconsciously painted something on the table, "He is so powerful that no one can resist it."

"Qiao, I know you must feel uncomfortable, you can get angry at me."

"No, I've been sent to him all my anger." Xu Qiao shrugged.

Yu Jin said, "Then listen to me a suggestion. I took some attention during the negotiations with him and shared the studio's shares with him. I thought, if you think he bullies you, I can transfer half of the shares in my hands to you..."

Xu Qiao was stunned.

"In this way, you are on an equal footing with him, and you are all the bosses of the studio..."

"No," Xu Qiao interrupted her, "The studio will have nothing to do with you, and I don't have the financial ability to take over the shares you have now."

Yu Jin smiled: "Without Cheng Lang and you, this studio would not have been re-operated. It was just an idle thing to me. As for the money issue, you don't have to worry. I will transfer the shares to you first and return them to me after you generate income."

Xu Qiao shook his head: "If you keep an abandoned studio to this day, it means that it is not an idle thing for you, but your original intention to enter the jewelry industry. I am also from jewelry design. Although I learned a lot at the beginning, I also know how important the original intention is to an artist. I will not take this studio away. And for me, since I decided to start over, I cannot go on debt."

"But you and Cheng Lang..."

"It's okay," Xu Qiao snorted low and regained his energy. "I won't bully him."

"So you decided to stay?"

To be honest, before Yu Jin made a phone call, she did not make a good decision. From the moment she saw Cheng Lang in the studio, she was confused and angry.

But after learning the truth of the contract at the law firm and hearing Yu Jin's proposal about shares at this moment, she found that things might not be as bad as she thought at the beginning.

Cheng Lang is such a shrewd businessman. If he didn't want to, Yu Jin would never have the chance to put him behind his back.

So this 55-5 investment was what Cheng Lang thought that she had given her conscience.

That means that at least he did not intend to restrain her in the workplace.

In this case, if she turned around just because he held half of the shares in his hand and gave up the development opportunities provided by Yu Jin, wouldn’t she be very childish and suffer a loss?

What's more, Cheng Lang said that he would not spend more than three hours in the studio a week.

Seven days combined for only three hours, what can he do to her?

After a moment of silence, Xu Qiao nodded: "I've decided that I will work hard in Berg. Just wait for my debut work!"

——

When Xu Qiao quit the phone, he thought confidently that he would have an impressive early tomorrow morning, sign the contract, and then turn into a hardworking little bee and go to the studio to buzz.

The result was that ideal was full and reality was very skinny. The seventeen or eighteen alarm clocks didn't make her noise. When she woke up naturally, it was already past twelve o'clock noon.

This is not a fault for Xu Qiao's slackness. It's really seven hours faster than Milan. She held her handkerchief all night and was immersed in the awakening of "I can't sleep, I'm not sleepy at all". It was not until six o'clock in the morning that she barely felt a little sleepy.

Xu Qiao sat up from the bed with a sleepy eyes, picked up her phone and saw zero new text messages and zero missed calls - no one urged her? Is her emerging talent too useless?

She called Lin Bai and asked her to arrange the vehicle, then got up and wash and put on makeup. When she arrived at the studio, the first thing she did when she entered the door asked the front desk girl: "Is the boss here?"

The younger sister replied: "The boss is not here, but the boss heard that you decided to sign the contract and sent an assistant to him. He just arrived."

Xu Qiao nodded and walked up to the third floor.

Lin Bai was waiting for her at the stairs and told her: "The boss's assistant's surname is Gao."

Xu Qiao thought to herself that she knew Gao Rui, she was so familiar with him, but she couldn't say it clearly.

Yesterday she learned about the situation of the studio members with Yu Jin and learned that these people were not "subjects" arranged by Cheng Lang, but serious employees. Some of them were originally working with Yu Jin, and some of them were newly asked a while ago.

So now she is like a private visit on a ministry basis, and it is difficult for her to reveal her relationship with a "big man".

Oh, they have nothing to do with it!

Xu Qiao gave Lin Bai a reassured gesture, told her to go downstairs, and then walked into the office.
To be continued...