Bai Lu's exquisitely rounded nails are pink and not as delicate and bright red as when she returned home, and can leave long scratches on people's bodies.
Zhao Chengjing looked at the pair of clean hands in front of him and stretched out his hand to shake his hand. He didn't know what trick Bai Lu was playing.
The hand in the pocket of the windbreaker did not respond.
"Mr. Zhao is very noble."
Bai Lu had already guessed the rejection and took her hand back.
He obviously wanted to say hello to Zhao Chengjing, but after waiting less than ten seconds, he withdrew himself.
Zhao Chengjing smiled.
Laugh out loud.
However, the laughter did not usher in any particularly gentle tone, but instead he said, "It seems that Miss Bai has a lot of personality."
"I hope you can give me an unexpected surprise."
In the second half of the conversation, Zhao Chengjing's smile faded and his eyes fell on the documents on Bai Lu's desk. He glanced at Wendy and said to Wei Zhe: "It seems that the space in the office is not enough, and more storage space is needed."
Designers’ offices always have a lot of information, but that doesn’t mean there’s not enough space.
Wei Zhe cleared his throat and said, "Wendy, don't pack your things away yet."
There was a sound of tidying up in the office, and Bai Lu also organized the information on the desktop, but what she got in return was a sidelong glare from Wendy.
After Zhao Chengjing's maintenance, it seems that Bai Lu's work and life in this design office will become even worse in the future.
"Is Miss Bai here?"
The delivery boy was holding a bouquet of flowers. The flowers were so big that you couldn't even see the road while holding them.
Amidst the noisy tidying up, the delivery man's voice could not be heard at all, and in the end there was only a louder sound.
"Miss Bai!"
The sound of tidying up suddenly stopped.
Zhao Chengjing got closer to the delivery man and took it with one hand.
The delivery boy obviously knew that Zhao Chengjing was not Miss Bai. Seeing that Zhao Chengjing was well-dressed, he thought he was a flower buyer.
"These are the flowers you bought for Miss Bai."
Bai Lu came over, with 999 big red roses, such a gorgeous style, you didn't have to think about who they came from.
The flower, held in Zhao Chengjing's hand, did not look like a layered object.
There was a card on the flower, and the delivery man took it off and handed it to Bai Lu's hand, "The most beautiful flowers are given to the most beautiful people."
Bai Lu spread out the card, but there was no signature on it.
Zhao Chengjing didn't hand over the flowers because they were too eye-catching.
"Thank you." Bai Lu thanked the delivery man, blocking his mouth that he wanted to say a few words of blessing.
"Mr. Zhao?"
Bai Lu called Zhao Chengjing, and Zhao Chengjing handed over the flowers.
The flower was so big that Bailu couldn't hold it.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, sizing up what the courier said. After all, Zhao Chengjing did not refuse.
Wei Zhe spoke to ease the embarrassment, "Are these the flowers Mr. Zhao ordered to welcome Miss Bai to join the gallery?"
"no."
"Misunderstanding." Bai Lu smelled the roses, "This is a gift from a friend, not Mr. Zhao. It has caused inconvenience to my work. Please forgive me for this."
Before Bai Lu could find a place to place the flowers, Zhao Chengjing left.
The desktop that was originally full of files was now empty. Bai Lu put the flowers on the table and received a call from Song Jinyou.
"Ms. Bai, have you received the flowers? Is it disturbing you to send flowers to your place of work?"
"Um."
"Dr. Song spent a lot of money. Please don't give them any more in the future. I don't like red roses."
The voice on the other end of the phone was not angry, but asked calmly: "I took the liberty of what happened today. I don't know what kind of flowers Miss Bai likes best? I'll do whatever she likes next time."
"Ephyllum."
This answer did not surprise Song Jinyou, "The flower bloomed for a moment, it was dazzling enough, mysterious and charming."
Song Jinyou paused for a second, probably in the hospital.
"Ms. Bai, I just received a consultation in your name. Are you feeling unwell?"
