I and the dog-licking heroine are one body and two souls

But there is one thing she can ask, and she can even give Yang Yi a suggestion: "Brother-in-law, I saw that many excellent design drafts in the design department have been eliminated today. Can you ask the design department to add a few more places? I think they all Very talented."

She really thinks that they are excellent, and they were retained through multiple selections. If they have more opportunities, they will definitely become new stars in the designer world, and it will also benefit the brands under the name of BOCO Group, won't they?
But Yang Yi, who has always been responsive to Tang Yaqian, shook his head this time for the first time.

"There are only so many opportunities. There is only one reason for being selected, but there are thousands of reasons for not being selected." Yang Yi stood up, looked at the building in front of him, and looked at it from a close distance. The building was so high that the roof could not be seen. .

There is only one reason for the selection, which is good enough.

There are really many reasons for not being selected. The design concept does not match, the color of the inlaid diamonds does not match, and even in that office in the morning, the female director rejected many drafts because of the "cheap" style of these design drafts.

And the most important reason is actually no luck.

Unlucky, I bumped into the first round of review by the female director. She thinks you are cheap, even if you are cheap, even gods can't save you, let alone Yang Yi.

"When I was very young, my family's business grew bigger and bigger. On the day the company moved to a new building, my father brought me to this building and told me something." Yang Yi turned around and said to Tang Yaqian : "That sentence influenced all my decisions for the rest of my life, including the fact that I wronged Xiaoxiao once, and almost made us part ways."

With the overall situation in mind, someone always has to be sacrificed, and he almost completely sacrificed his wife.

"In this building, every screw costs money, and what the cleaning lady sweeps away is not rubbish, but money." Yang Yi said, he has always been a straight figure, but when he said these words, he was a little crooked: " It doesn’t matter how many excellent designers you miss, what’s important is to let the people in the building create value, and then return to the people in the building, affording wages and making their efforts rewarded.”

This is a cycle, employees create value, let Yang Yi make money, and the money is used as remuneration, paid to those who create value, and then make money.

"Because each person represents a family."

And the hope of the family rests on Yang Yi's shoulders.

Designers that you have never met are not important at all. You must first keep the people you have in your hand, so that you can keep yourself under the general situation and strive for victory steadily.

Yang Yidao: "Those design drafts are meaningless to me at all. They exist to stimulate the people in the building to keep their jobs, so that they have a sense of crisis, so that they can continuously create wealth."

In the end, it supports the operation of the entire group, and everyone is the same.

……

It turns out that the boss is also under pressure.

Sitting on the desk in the study, Tang Yaqian looked at the design drafts brought back from BOCO Group. The rookie-level design drafts modified by the "Two-dimensional boss" really looked like they were made by a novice like Tang Yaqian.

But others only need it for a while, while Tang Yaqian needs several days, this is the difference between them.

This design draft has removed all traces of the author of the original design draft, and it is completely a new design draft. As long as Tang Yaqian writes her name on it, this design draft will become Tang Yaqian's work.

It's just that what the manuscript presents is the result of careful design and preparation by a rookie. The brushwork, color and design concept of the painting are relatively more mature.

After handing in this one, Tang Yaqian is absolutely confident that she can win the prize in the final design competition.

The pretending is so similar, the "Two-dimensional boss" is really amazing.

Meng Xun washed the grapes and brought them in. When he saw the brand-new manuscript on the table, he immediately praised: "My God, it's only been a day, and the madam's design draft has improved by leaps and bounds, it's perfect. "

He praised his wife, which must be an exaggeration, but he also really felt that this design draft was better than the previous one.

This design draft is very similar to the ring she drew before. It uses the tail of the phoenix as the main element. It is still inseparable from the purpose of changing it, so it is not surprising that Meng Xun can't tell that the person has changed.

"Come on, peel a grape and express my condolences to my wife for working so hard." Meng Xun peeled the biggest grape on the spot and fed it to Tang Yaqian with his own hands.

Grapes are really sweet, and the sweet Tang Yaqian felt weak in her stomach, and dared not admit to Meng Xun that the design draft was not drawn by her, nor did she dare to tell him that the design draft came from BOCO Group.

If Meng Xun knew that this was the design draft that Yang Yi helped her get, Meng Xun would definitely be angry, and he must be arrogant.

"This is the final draft to be handed in next week, won't it be changed again?" Meng Xun picked up the design draft, looked at it carefully, and put it back carefully, for fear that it would be wrinkled by her and affect the visual perception .

The more careful he was, the more guilty Tang Yaqian became.

"Come on, to reward my wife for being so good, eat another grape. I'm free tomorrow. How about taking you out to play?" A chair, Meng Xun picked up Tang Yaqian, sat on the chair himself, let Tang Yaqian sit on his lap on, hold her and peel the grapes for her.

Only then did Tang Yaqian realize that tomorrow is Saturday, so she doesn't have to go to school after the holiday, and next Tuesday is the last date to hand in the design draft.

There is no time to change it, and she can't change it.

She was so guilty of being praised by Meng Xun, she immediately changed the subject and asked, "Where are you going to play?"

Since she started school, except for the full moon wine for Mr. Guo’s grandson, Meng Xun stayed at home with her on Saturdays and Sundays. This month, because of the handover work of the National University, he was sometimes not at home on weekends.

It was hard to take her out to play tomorrow when she was free, but Tang Yaqian was a little scared in her heart.

Her fear didn't last long, when Meng Xun noticed something was wrong, wiped his hands, picked up a resume on the table, and asked, "Whose resume is this? Why is it here?"

That was the resume of the original author of the design draft. When Lao Gao asked the "Two-dimensional boss" to help her draw the design draft, Tang Yaqian specially brought back the original author's resume and left the original author's information.

"No, it's nothing. This is my classmate's resume. I'll take it back to see how the template is written. I will hand it in together when the design draft is handed in." Tang Yaqian quickly lied, because when they handed in the design draft next week, they would also To hand over a piece of personal information, I think Meng Xun can accept this reason.

Sure enough, Meng Xun didn't doubt it, he just looked at it. He didn't pay attention to the above information, so he put the resume back on the table and didn't take another look.

Safe clearance.

Just as Tang Yaqian breathed a sigh of relief, she was suddenly picked up by Meng Xun and asked, "After the design draft is finished, you should be fine in the future, right?"

In theory, this is the case, as long as the design draft is handed in on time on Tuesday, there is no problem not going to school before then.

In a blink of an eye, a summer vacation has passed.

Meng Xun stood up, carried Tang Yaqian to the bedroom, and said, "The black gauze pajamas that my wife wore last time were torn apart by my husband, and I blamed myself for not being able to eat. I bought a few more to make amends for my wife.”

The last time she dared to dress like that to thank him, it was equivalent to opening a new door for him to her. There are many styles of pajamas, buy a few first and wear them slowly.

Tang Yaqian has already seen through this man's honesty, didn't he want to see it?

Pretend to be a gentleman.

In the middle of the night, Tang Yaqian was lying on the soft bed, she was too lazy to move a finger, and her mouth was still stiff: "Apologize to me, you are a liar, how can I go out to play tomorrow like this?"

"A man's words are the most unbelievable."

Whether it is good or bad, it is a lie.

If you are so tired, what time will you open your eyes tomorrow is still a problem. If you wake up late, you will definitely not be in the mood to play.

"Nonsense, you can definitely believe what I say." Meng Xun lay behind her, his chest covering her entire back, and whispered in her ear: "I said I bought a few pieces to make amends for you, did I really buy them?" Let you pick one?"

He always kept his word, and it was impossible to lie to her.

That is also convenient for him!

Tang Yaqian shook her shoulders, trying to shake Meng Xun off, but he hugged him even tighter, so tight that Tang Yaqian couldn't move.

"Qianqian, I have something that I want to discuss with you." Meng Xun kneaded her shoulders and gave her a massage to loosen her muscles and bones.

"Hmm..." Tang Yaqian was too lazy to say another word, and just lay down on her stomach to enjoy the comfort of the massage.

"Submit your design draft and don't participate in the BOCO Group competition, okay?" Meng Xun made a proposal that he had thought about for a long time, but he was afraid that Tang Yaqian would be disappointed, so he said immediately: "I still remember that night, you promised me with your own mouth words?"

Talking about the design draft and BOCO Group, Tang Yaqian regained a little energy, recalling which night Meng Xun said was the night, but her chaotic mind couldn't remember it at all.

"It was that night, the night we watched the night scene not long ago." Meng Xun guessed that she didn't remember, so he nibbled the skin on her back and reminded in a low voice: "I forgot it so soon? Don't remember that night , you were so scared that your legs were weak, and you kept begging me to say, 'I want to come back and do it lying down, and I don't want to watch the night scene'?"

As soon as she said "Look at the night scene", Tang Yaqian immediately regained her spirits and subconsciously wanted to get up, but she didn't want to hit Meng Xun's chin, which hurt both of them.

"Ah! It hurts!" Tang Yaqian's back hurts, and she can't touch it yet, so she can only cry out.

"You're so annoying, it hurts me!"

Regardless of the pain in his jaw, Meng Xun immediately turned on the bedside lamp to check to see if there was anything wrong with her behind. He has been busy handing over work for the past two days and has no time to shave, fearing that the stubble just now would pierce her skin.

Her skin is tender, and if she makes one or two small cuts, it is his fault.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little red, and I'll be fine with a kiss." Meng Xun comforted Tang Yaqian who was crying, while rubbing her red spot.

"It's all my fault. I will remember to shave every day from now on."

But Tang Yaqian didn't like his way of coaxing the child now, she immediately sat up and slapped his hand away, pointed at Meng Xun's nose, and denied it: "What you said that day doesn't count! What I promised you doesn't count either. That's coercion! That's a threat! That's against women's will, and the law doesn't protect them!"

He didn't tell her that she forgot, no matter what exorbitant request she agreed to that night, she would never admit it. Anyway, there are no witnesses, so she has nothing to deny.

"Not protected by the law? Hearing what my wife said, you don't want to admit it?" Meng Xun understood what she meant, and then he got out of bed and refused to admit it.

He has a lot of backbone, but what he does is still the routine of turning his face and denying others.

Tang Yaqian was very sensible, she kicked off the quilt and stepped back for a certain distance before she said stiffly, "What do you recognize? You can't take what you say on the bed seriously, it doesn't matter."

The ghost knows what she promised, she is so weak, helpless and pitiful, what else can she do besides denying her promise?
"Okay! It's a bed that can't be counted!" Meng Xun laughed angrily, lifted the quilt and walked towards Tang Yaqian.

Seeing that he was serious, Tang Yaqian quickly backed away. After jumping out of bed, she had no time to put on her clothes, and immediately ran to the door, planning to run to Meng Meng's second bedroom to hide for safety.

The big deal is to wear her son's jersey, which is a big size, and she can wear it.

However, he was very tired from being demanded by Meng Xun just now, and now his legs are still weak, and he was no match for Meng Xun, a person who has been training all year round. He was caught by Meng Xun after just two steps.

Meng Xun put his hands around Tang Yaqian's waist, lifted her off the ground, turned around and walked towards the window.

"Since my wife doesn't remember, I don't suggest you think about it."

The electric curtains open automatically, and there is a panoramic glass facing you. The only difference is that the night view of the city is outside the study room, and the artificial lake view is outside the master bedroom. The lake is very large, and there are no night lights. It is more spacious than the night view, and the darkness is more terrifying.

"Ah! Ah!!! Ah!!! Meng Xun! You bastard! You bully women!" The history of that night's "humiliation" came back to Tang Yaqian's mind, and when she saw Meng Xun still smiling behind her through the reflection of the glass, she immediately said Call him an asshole.

"You are naive! You are so revengeful!!!"

Now her feet are off the ground, the only support point for her whole body is Meng Xun's hands around her waist, and she can't turn around if she wants to hide.

She is not afraid of heights, she is only afraid of standing in front of the glass with Meng Xun because sometimes he does too intensely and always has a feeling of falling.

"Come on, shout louder, there is no one here, so you can shout whatever you want." Anyway, her son is not at home, she can shout whatever she wants, and no one will hear her.

The situation now is the same as that night, the two of them are naked, Meng Xun is behind her, Tang Yaqian is sweating all over immediately.

"How? Is it still talking in bed? Don't you admit it?" Meng Xun asked knowingly, he was actually one step away from the glass, and Tang Yaqian didn't let Tang Yaqian touch the glass.

He also remembered that she was a little afraid, not really wanting her to be afraid of surrender.

"Today I won't cure your problem of not admitting when you get out of bed. If you go out, people will laugh at me as the head of the family and my husband is weak." Meng Xun deliberately frightened her, shook his hand, and Tang Yaqian turned around accordingly.

She was like a doll held in Meng Xun's hands, powerless to fight back, at his mercy.

"I admit it! I admit it!" The man-made lake in front of him was calm and calm, but Meng Xun behind him was ready to go. Tang Yaqian who knows the current affairs is a hero, and immediately changed her words: "I admit it! My husband, I will listen to you whatever you say, You are the head of the family! I was wrong!"

He could lift her up with two hands without even shaking, such absolute power suppressed her, and she couldn't even deny it.

"That's right, a girl who speaks up is cute." After receiving a satisfactory answer, Meng Xun immediately put her down and changed her into a princess hug.

Walking back and putting her on the bed, he said: "Since you know who is the head of the family, then be obedient and go to sleep first and then talk about it tomorrow."

In the current atmosphere, it's better not to talk about things anymore, or she really has to hold grudges against him.