Mr Bo's Ex-Wife

Lu Qisheng went to the company with full of misgivings. Finally, he had to regard some abnormal actions of Bo Liang as the time difference didn't reverse. He even worried that Bo Liang didn't negotiate with customers in France.

However, when he arrived at the company, he was called into the office by director Wang before Lu Qisheng called Cheng Yuan to inquire about the situation.

Lu Qisheng knows that it is for her to be transferred to the photography group.

"The path, you can't drag and don't decide. The position of the group leader can't be empty all the time. It's a matter of one word to stay or go."

This is the only sentence in Lu Qisheng's mind when he comes out from director Wang.

It's not easy to return to the design part. Do you really want to start from another direction?

Lu Qisheng hesitated. Although photography is her hobby, she doesn't want to leave design.

After thinking about it, Lu Qisheng thought of song Zeji, an old driver of photography. Maybe he can ask him for his opinion.

Song Zeji is obviously very happy that Lu Qisheng has taken the initiative to call him.

After finishing the choice he was facing now, Lu Qisheng asked, "aze, what should I do?"

"Qisheng, do you not like layout and photography so much?" Song Zeji said his feelings honestly, "do you have other dreams?"

Dream?

Lu Qisheng was stunned and immediately thought of his original wish.

In fact, at the beginning, she wanted to engage in interior design of her major in University.

However, Liu Yi always thinks that Lu Qisheng only needs to be a lady at home. The work of interior design is too hard. Not only do we have to endure the dirty and hard work like a man in every real estate, but also we often have to stay up late in the design work, and even tolerate the owners' nitpicking.

Therefore, Liu Yi insisted on several times and forced Lu Qisheng's original company to dismiss her.

Lu Qisheng compromised and negotiated with Liu Yi many times, and finally both sides stepped back.

Liu Yi allows Lu Qisheng to go out to work, and Lu Qisheng can only choose to work in a cultural company in a relatively relaxed and free way.

"In fact, I don't think your choice needs to be so tangled." Song Zeji's voice slowly came from there, "anyway, we are still young. We don't need to think too much about the future of our work. You can try boldly. If you don't succeed, it doesn't matter. Being young is the time to accumulate experience. In short, whether it's layout or photography or whatever, just choose what you're willing to do. "

Lu Qisheng was slightly stunned and thought about it carefully. As song Zeji said, if he really preferred photography or layout design, he had already chosen the answer. Just because in their own heart, they are not as important as their favorite interior design, so they will be confused for a while.

"Azer, thank you for reminding me that I really like something better." Suddenly the road Qi Sheng also laughed again, "but it is not so easy to pick up this thing again."

Song Zeji, as a good listener, is naturally willing to listen to Lu Qisheng: "if you tell me, maybe I can help you."

"I want to go to my old profession, interior design, but CAD has not started for several years, and many of them have forgotten."

"So it is. Now job hopping is a normal phenomenon. However, you don't need to leave the "Xi Jin Nian" immediately. After getting familiar with the professional knowledge of interior design, I can help you to pay attention to whether there are good job opportunities Song Zeji enthusiastically gave Lu Qisheng advice.

Lu Qisheng thinks song Zeji is right, but he also knows that song Zeji is trying to find out whether he is willing to work in city B. in his panic, Lu Qisheng feels that he doesn't know how to talk.

"Well, thank you, Azer. I'd better go and tell our supervisor that I'm not going to transfer my post, and then I'll think about it later. " Lu Qisheng had to end the dialogue far fetched.

Song Zeji was a little lost, and it was not good to delay Lu Qisheng's time, so he said goodbye to each other.

Lu Qisheng breathed out a long breath, and her direction became clear. However, her feelings with song Zeji were more and more difficult for her.

He is a good man, yes, but after leaving, he feels more and more like a brother he is expecting. I was confused by his warmth, so I promised to let him wait until the end of the contract. Was it impulsive

The thin cool who is also entangled for the emotional things is also distressed.

Just now, when I arrived at the company's Bo Liang, I received a phone call from Su Rao, hoping that he would leave work early in the afternoon, so as to accompany her to see the rental floors of several studios in the online photo.

This means that you can't go home for dinner at night.

"How to tell Qisheng." Thin cool supported his forehead and thought hard.

After a while, Bo Liangcai reminded himself: "Tut, she is just Lu Qisheng, not your real wife! Just say to accompany the customer to have dinner, can she still check the post. "After that, Bo Liang suddenly got a little angry. Lu Qisheng had never checked his post. Even if he was a contract couple, he was too cold!

"Damn it!" Thin cool furiously picked up the coffee and killed it!

Before leaving work in the afternoon, Bo Liang still called Lu Qisheng.

Originally thought that Bo Liang came to ask him what he wanted to eat, but Lu Qisheng heard Bo Liang say that he would not go home for dinner at night.

In the heart of some small disappointment, Lu Qisheng did not wait for thin cool to explain the hard to come up with the excuse, he directly light response "know", the first time to hang up the phone.

"I'll eat out the first day I come back. Don't yell at me when I come back in the evening." Lu Qisheng used a tone of anger that he didn't realize, and complained about hanging up the mobile phone.

Also think that tomorrow must let thin cool buy a few more difficult to clean vegetables, hard to let thin cool wash wash!

However, after five or six consecutive days, Bo Liang called Lu Qisheng every day to inform him that he would not go home for dinner.

As a result, Lu Qisheng felt that he was back in the cold war with Bo Liang. Every day, he played a single-machine game of "work, go home and work again".

If it wasn't for telephone contact, Lu Qisheng, who could hardly see Bo Liang's shadow on weekends, would have thought that it was misplaced with Bo Liang's living space.

In the past, I didn't think it was boring to cook alone. These days, Lu Qisheng couldn't stand the quiet dining time. She always felt that the food was not delicious without the quarrel between people and himself.

Unable to bear any longer, Lu Qisheng asked Fang Tian to go out for dinner.

Fang Tian happened to have something to look for Lu Qisheng, and immediately picked up the door.

In the hotpot shop, Lu Qisheng is drawing a small hook on the hot pot list. A serious look will give people the illusion of watching primary school students do the topic.

When Fang Tian came over, he tightly covered his small bag, looked at Lu Qisheng's side face and summoned up his courage to walk past.

"Little road!" Fang Tian warmly hailed him and glanced at the snacks on the hot pot list. "You can order more. Today's sister's treat, you may as well let go of your hand!"

Lu Qisheng looked up at Fang Tian, and immediately showed a suspicious look on his face: "Fang Tian, you will have nothing to pay attention to. If you are not a traitor, you will steal."

"Ouch, I really invite my good friend to dinner. How can it be courteous?" Fang Tian immediately joked, "I don't think you're in a bad mood today. What happened?"

Thinking of thin cool every day, Lu Qisheng, who had just mentioned the heart of precaution, sighed again: "nothing. It's just that one has no appetite for eating."

Fang Tian's brain turned quickly, and in an instant he came around: "hasn't the president of your family come back from a business trip?"

"I'm back early, but I'm not home every day." Lu Qisheng was depressed, and he drew several more hooks on the hot pot list. By the way, he added mutton slices from three to five.

"Well, that's very busy." Fang Tian saw Lu Qisheng's hand rowing ceaselessly, and quickly pulled the list over again, "OK, you're almost enough ha. Do you really want to be poor?" Then he beckoned the waiter over and handed the list.

Lu Qisheng threw his pen to the side, leaned back on his chair and reluctantly stated his boring single player game: "no, you can see that my house is such a big villa. I'm just hanging around in it all day long. I'm almost suffocated into autism."

Fang Tian took a sip of tea: "it's quite open, but why didn't you say you were bored?"

"Once upon a time Lu Qisheng thought about it carefully and said hesitantly, "such a memory, it seems that Bo Liang has not been so busy before."

"Broken!" Fang Tian almost spurted out a mouthful of tea, nervously staring at his friend and whispering, "is it possible that the president of your family is looking for your sister outside?"

"Looking for my sister?" Lu Qisheng was puzzled, "I am the only child Ah! "

Lu Qisheng was shocked and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

But Lu Qisheng turned to think about it. It's not right. What's the relationship between Bo Liang and himself? Others don't know. They are very clear. Don't say there is Su Rao in front, even if Bo Liang really wants to look outside, there's no need to cover up for yourself, right?

What's more, in my own capacity, I'm not qualified to worry about it, right

"Ha ha, it shouldn't be." Lu Qisheng waved his hand in a fake and careless way.

Fang Tian leaned over and asked the waiter with the bottom of the hot pot to set up the pot. After he adjusted the fire and left, he poured mutton slices into the hot pot and told Lu Qisheng, "don't be careless. Now how many rich businessmen are restless outside. You have suffered a loss before. This time Oh, I'm sorry. I've got a big mouth! "

Realizing that he had pulled Xiao Zihe ahead of time, Fang Tian wanted to bite off his tongue. He was so thoughtful that he could not hold his mouth!

Lu Qisheng didn't have a big response: "it's OK. How long has it been since Xiao's surname, plus Ling Yueqing, we've torn it for many times, and we've been indifferent for a long time."

Fang Tian was overjoyed. He threw his plate and chopsticks on the table. He held Lu Qisheng's hands and earnestly verified: "Xiaodao, are you really coming out of the dog man and woman affair? Not at all affected by them? "