The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 315 Are you okay?
"Mr. Hu, I always feel that designers sometimes pay too much attention to the effect of the design and ruin the effect of the design. This may be a feeling of being a little clever but being mistaken by cleverness. On the contrary, sometimes, laymen like you and me, Maybe they will have more ideas than them, open their minds, have richer inspirations, and design things will be more perfect." She said, smiling a little embarrassedly, "Mr. Hu, I said you are a layman, there is no other meaning , I just mean that you have not studied design, but you can design many times better than professional designers.”

"You don't have to worry about it, I don't mind." Hu Die appreciatively looked at Xiaoya in front of her, "Xiaoya, I can't see that you are also hiding your style! You can participate in this design competition, but you need Just ask for help, and I will support it unconditionally. As for the assistant job, I will also find another one to reduce your workload."

"Thank you Mr. Hu! I will never disappoint you!" Xiaoya was worried at first, but now with Hu Die's words, she felt relieved and confident.

"Do you need me to find a designer to take you?"

"Let's talk about it after the competition is over." Xiaoya thought a lot. Everyone would be wary of others in the design competition, so why would she take a novice like her who has never learned anything.

"Okay." Of course Hu Die also understood Xiaoya's thoughts, "Come on! I will voluntarily withdraw from being the referee of this competition. You can go to the competition without worry."

"En." Xiaoya was very grateful for Hu Die's carefulness. It didn't matter to her whether she was a referee or not, but she gave up because she would not be gossiped.

After get off work in the afternoon, Hu Die invited people from the company to Tianyuan for a dinner party. There were a lot of people bustling with each other. After eating and drinking, they naturally wanted to have fun.

Hu Die saw that it was almost time and had to leave first, so she told Xiaoya to go back to Rao Xueying for the bill, and she would just pay the bill.

Passing by a clothing store selling women's underwear, Hu Die remembered He Yacheng's words, so she stopped to buy a black set, which looked very novel and interesting.

When she got home, she washed and dried the clothes first, then she went to take a shower, changed her clothes, and then went to the hospital again.

He Yacheng had just taken the medicine, and when Hu Die came in, he was lying on the toilet in the bathroom, throwing up faintly.

"Ya Cheng! Open the door!" Hu Die threw away the bag in her hand, took the water glass from the nurse, and knocked on the bathroom door.

The door was locked by He Yacheng, and the nurse couldn't get in, so they could only be anxious, and they were relieved when Hu Die came.

"I'm fine. I'll be out soon." He Yacheng felt that there were stars in front of his eyes, but he still stubbornly said it was fine.

Every time he vomited, he would lock the door and not let anyone in to see him in a mess.

"You open the door first, okay? Ya Cheng, open the door..." Hu Die heard the sound of his vomiting, it was the kind of dry retching, he didn't eat much because of the medicine, and he couldn't vomit anything if he wanted to vomit. It is estimated that he even vomited gastric juice.

Just thinking about it like this made her heart ache as if being grabbed by someone, and she slammed on the door even harder.

He Yacheng knelt on the ground, lay on the toilet, covered his stomach with one hand, and pressed the button with the other to flush away the spit out blood, and then stood up tremblingly, washing his face and rinsing his mouth.

When he finally opened the door and came out, he was that energetic He Yacheng again.

"Ya Cheng!" Hu Die ran over to hug him, "Is there no other medicine that can replace it? Do you have to take such a very irritating medicine?"

She only knew that He Yacheng could vomit before, but she had never heard him vomit so badly. Today, she happened to hear it, and her heart was suspended.

"This kind of medicine is the best, nothing else is good." He Yacheng patted Hu Die's back in turn to comfort her, "If you want to be healthy, you have to keep taking the medicine. It doesn't matter if you vomit. I think it's worth it,"

"Well. It's you who are suffering now."

"I'm strong! Don't worry. Be good." He Yacheng said softly, and then said to the nurses, "Go out first, don't come in until I tell you."

"Yes." The nurse walked away and closed the door by the way.

He Yacheng pushed Hu Die away, went to lock the door, walked over with a smile, hugged her and rolled onto the sheet together, "Hu Die, now is our time."

"Are you okay?" Hu Die asked worriedly, he vomited so badly just now, would it be too much for him to do the labor-intensive work now?
"You doubt my ability?! Then I'll prove it to you immediately to see if I can do it!" He Yacheng smirked, and lifted Hu Die's skirt, "Black? The color I like..."

"Ah!" Hu Die was screamed by his hasty movements, but she was afraid that the nurse outside the door would hear it, so she covered her mouth and glanced at He Yacheng, and asked him in a low voice, "Will people outside hear it? What if?" How embarrassing to hear that!"

"Then don't bark! Even though I like it when you bark." He Yacheng looked at the handsome man in satisfaction, and dressed up specially for meeting him, wearing his favorite clothes, "And thinking that there might be someone outside the door, Do you feel more exciting?"

"I hate it!" Hu Die slapped his heart lightly.

"Soon you won't find me annoying...I promise..."

He Yacheng's hoarse voice reminded her of Hu Die hugging him, feeling his hot palms igniting fire on her body, burning hotter and hotter, leaving traces of love on each other.

Early the next morning, when Mo Shaochun and the nurse knocked on the door to observe He Yacheng's situation, Hu Die and He Yacheng hadn't woken up yet.

They were woken up. Hu Die hugged the quilt and covered her heart. Looking at the messy clothes and pants on the ground, and the shoes on the ground, she anxiously asked He Yacheng: "What should I do? Why did they come so early?" gone?"

"I'm leaving the hospital today. Of course they have to come over earlier and have a checkup so I can leave." He Yacheng didn't blush and didn't panic. He got up and put on his clothes slowly, and picked up Hu Die's clothes for her, " Put it on. I don't open the door, they can't come in."

While putting on her clothes, Hu Die blushed and wanted to dig a crack in the ground to get in, "They can't get in, but they know what we are doing when they think about it!"

"It's okay, I'm old and not young, and it's a normal physiological need to do these things. Do you dare to say that those people outside don't do it with others? They don't need it?"

"Pfft!" Hu Die was amused by He Yacheng, she jumped off the ground, turned her back to He Yacheng, "Help me button the back buttons."

Originally, she could buckle it by herself, but she is too nervous now, someone is forcing her outside, her hands are shaking, how can she buckle it!
"Okay!" He Yacheng reached in, grabbed the row of buttons, and took the opportunity to attack Hu Die's beauty, causing Hu Die to scream again.

After yelling, Hu Die just wanted to hit the wall. She was so loud that people outside could definitely hear her clearly!
In fact, it was also the case. The nurses were all women, blushing, and unnaturally looked at the dean beside him, the only man present, and then had their own thoughts and ideas!
With a dark face, Mo Shaochun kicked the door of the ward, "He Yacheng! This is my hospital ward, not a hotel!"

He didn't have the careful thinking of those nurses, and he didn't save He Yacheng any face, and spoke very directly.

He Yacheng didn't care what Mo Shaochun said, holding Hu Die's flushed face in his hands, and seeing that the room was finally tidy, he went to open the door, and Hu Die took the opportunity to sneak into the bathroom and never came out again.

As soon as the door opened, He Yacheng glanced at Mo Shaochun with disgust, "I'd be happy to use your ward as a hotel, what's wrong with you?! I said you did it on purpose, right?"

It's not as early as today. Although he is going to be discharged from the hospital, he doesn't have to come for a checkup so early, right? !
"Stop talking nonsense!" Mo Shaochun kept his face dark, and ordered to the nurse behind him, "Go and check him. Be careful when you get the needle, don't show mercy!"

"You're childish!" As soon as He Yacheng opened his mouth, a nurse stabbed him in the arm with a needle. As expected, he showed no mercy. He grinned at the pain, and he could only stare at Mo Shaochun to vent his anger.

Mo Shaochun glanced at him indifferently, telling you not to open the door for me, telling you to do that thing in my ward, telling you not to consider that I am also a man, at such a special moment in the morning, I have very strong thoughts but I can't Solved feelings!
Hu Die secretly looked at everything outside in the bathroom, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, Mo Shaochun's face looked like he was dissatisfied with the bath, did he!

After He Yacheng was discharged from the hospital, the medicine bottle never left his body, and he lived in Hu Die's apartment. Hu Die hired a medicated dietitian for him.

During the day, He Yacheng spent most of his time with Hu Die at the company, and occasionally improved her meals at home.

His monthly retirement is not very good. Although the kitchen has also been redecorated, Hu Die still doesn't ask him to cook for her often.

"Mr. Hu, here is the coffee you want, and Mr. He's milk." Xiaoya walked in with a tray.

Hu Die was working, and He Yacheng sat on the sofa and read a magazine.

"Just put it here." Hu Die looked up at Xiaoya, "When will the newly recruited assistant come to work? What's his name?"

"I won't be able to come until next Monday. My name is Mia. I used to work in a foreign company. The procedures there have not been completed yet, so it will be next week."

"Oh. How is your design? Do you have any inspiration or clue?" Hu Die took a sip from her coffee cup.

"Not yet. It seems to have some inspiration, but it's not very clear." Xiaoya said that she wanted to participate in the competition. Her previous paintings had a strong sense of imitation, so she couldn't directly use them for the competition. She had to draw a new one. Comes with a design of its own style.

"Have you ever thought that there is a kind of love called Mingming's deep love, but they can't be together, to be precise, they have to force themselves to give up the favorite in front of them, and then find the best one, but they can't be together? I can’t let myself fall in love, I can’t go back if I want to turn back, I can’t go back if I want to move forward, but I don’t have the energy and hope to move forward, what kind of design, material, and color should I use to express that feeling of regret and unwillingness?” Hu Die put her hands together Holding a coffee cup, leaning his elbows on the table, he raised his eyebrows and said. "Smart girls will always find all the resources around them, Xiaoya, come on! I am very optimistic about you and look forward to your works!"

"Thank you Mr. Hu, I understand what you mean. I will work hard. If there is no other order, then I will go out first."

"Go." Hu Die smiled and watched Xiaoya leave.

Xiaoya went out, returned to her work area, and was no longer in the mood to work seriously.She propped her forehead with her left hand, held the mouse with her right hand and kept refreshing and refreshing on the desktop. Hu Die's words had a great impact on her heart.

After being restless for half an hour, Xiaoya finally stood up and walked into Hu Die's office again.

"Mr. Hu, I think I need to ask for leave." She didn't say the reason, she thought Hu Die should know.

"That's right. It's calculated according to the public holiday. When your design wins an award, you can make money for the company to repay me."

Hu Die clearly accepted Xiaoya's falsehood, Xiaoya packed her things and left.

"Your company has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Even the assistant to the president can design clothes. You really made a lot of money." He Yacheng stood up, walked behind Hu Die, and tapped her on the shoulder.

"You can't judge by appearance, everyone's potential is unlimited. Who can guarantee that Xiaoya is not a rising star in the design industry?"

"I don't really care about this. What I care about is that you seem to be making Xiaoya famous on purpose, and then wait to see Luo Yining's jokes." He Yacheng heard a little conspiracy from Hu Die's words that inspired Xiaoya just now. mean come.

"I'm not joking. I just don't want Xiaoya to continue to regret it. If she still loves Luo Yining, and Luo Yining also happens to still love her, why would I not be kind enough to help them continue their relationship? If Luo Yining I don't love Xiaoya anymore, so I should help her know this, tell her to let go of a love that doesn't belong to her earlier, and look for the next true love. Xiaoya is not young anymore, she is one year older than me." Hu Die looked up She turned her head and looked at He Yacheng's face with a smile, "A woman's best years are only a few years, if you miss it, you will never be young again! I don't want Xiaoya to regret it in the future. She is my assistant, but when I was in Paris, It is also one of the few people I can call friends. I think everyone around me is happy, so if I can help them find happiness, I am especially willing to lend a helping hand!"

"You are always so kind that no one can bear to hurt you. A good girl will always meet such happiness." He Yacheng lowered his head and kissed Hu Die's upturned face.

"So don't hurt such a kind person like me again, Yacheng, why do I think you won't hurt me in the future, but I will hurt you?" Hu Die frowned slightly, and looked at He Yacheng seriously.

"It's just an illusion! Don't think about it!" He Yacheng let go of Hu Die, and took the coffee cup from her hand, "I'm going to wash the cup. Do you want dessert, I'll go downstairs and buy it for you?"

"No. I want to keep fit." Hu Die joked.

"You don't need to maintain it deliberately, you already have the figure of a devil and the face of an angel." He Yacheng smiled and took his milk cup to wash.

Hu Die looked at his back, his slender body sank into the leather chair, his eyes were full of pity and anxiety.

(End of this chapter)