Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Sister Chen was still talking in blah blah blah. Qin Jing looked at the sky speechlessly, and with difficulty, he said, "Sister Chen, call me Qin Jing." He said, and deliberately added, "Jing, it's Jing from Li Qingjing!"

Hearing this, Wen Jili pursed his lips and smiled lightly. He waved at Sister Chen, his voice tinged with a smile that couldn't be ignored, "Ask someone to bring a cup of warm water to Li Qingjing's young lady. Go get busy."

Sister Chen smiled and bowed slightly, Qin Jing glared at Wen Jili, then turned to look out the window.

After the clerk brought the boiling water, the two of them remained silent for a while. Finally, Wen Jili took out a stack of manuscript paper from the locked drawer under the table and handed it to Qin Jing.

"Change the name of the store, how about looking at the design manuscripts of these plaques? If you think it's okay, I'll ask a master to engrave it." [

"Sorry, I'm at work." Qin Jing replied coldly without raising his eyebrows.

"It's okay, I don't care." Wen Jili returned solemnly, and pushed the stack of manuscripts in front of Qin Jing, "I've been drawing for several months, why don't you take a look?"

It was rare to hear that Third Young Master said a very cold joke, Qin Jing pretended to be "hehe" and laughed dryly, then he didn't speak again, his head was still looking out of the window, ignoring him.

"Really don't you want to watch?" Wen Jili asked with a slightly raised voice, but Qin Jing didn't answer.

Wen Jili asked again, "That was designed by your Mr. Wen for several months."

Qin Jing, "..."

At the end, Wen Jili sighed slightly inaudibly, then shook his head, and sighed a little harder, feeling a little helpless, "Since Mr. Wen's Xiaotu Qin doesn't care, it's okay to keep these manuscripts." useless."

After the words fell, Qin Jing's brows trembled, but his head remained motionless.

Through the rest of her eyesight, she caught a glimpse of Wen Jili holding up a manuscript and placing both hands on the same side of the paper.

Immediately afterwards, a hiss~~~ sound came, and a manuscript was split into two.

Then, he folded the two torn sheets of paper together, and then hissed from the middle~~, one manuscript was divided into four small sheets.

Seemingly still not satisfied, Wen Jili folded the four sheets of paper again, hissed~~~, one manuscript, divided into eight small parts.

The sound of paper being shredded kept coming from his ears, which made Qin Jing's heart skip a beat.

She knows how much painstaking effort it takes to go from draft, to revision, to finalize a design draft. She has drawn it before, but she knows that Ji Li just tore it up without blinking his eyes. It's too cruel. !

Even if it wasn't the manuscript drawn by her painstaking efforts, she felt heartache when she heard it.

Yu Shao touched that the original small stack of manuscript paper was torn to half by Wen Jili, and there was a small pile of waste paper next to it. When Wen Jili wanted to tear up another manuscript paper, Qin Jing didn't care to get angry , hurriedly grabbed his hand, and scolded anxiously, "Wen Jili, are you stupid! These are all your painstaking efforts, tear them up as you say, what a waste!"

Wen Jili was pulled by Qin Jing, stopped his movements, opened his eyes, looked at her calmly like waves but concealing all kinds of emotions, Qingjun's face was as clear and bright as the surface of a bright lake, calm but full of helplessness. Neglected handsome.

"Qin Jing, even if something is so rare that it is the only one in the world, or it is so luxurious that it is rare in the world, if no one needs it, it will be like trash."

Wen Jili's voice was calm and steady, without any emotion, his eyes were still pressing Qin Jing to meet him, his indifferent pupils seemed to hide endless storms, it seemed that if he was a little careless, he would blow People are shaved sharply. [