The layoffs at Yateng Yige affected all employees. The air was filled with a tense and anxious atmosphere, which almost made people breathless. In order to keep their jobs, everyone used a variety of tricks, some entertained customers, some designed plans, and some flattered their superiors... Chu Fang sighed. Alas! It's not easy. He slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the fat boy next door, who was also busy working, writing and drawing. He spoke slowly: "Fatty." "What's wrong with Brother Chu?" Cai Guan came back to his senses and looked at him with his head tilted. "Do you want to change jobs?" Chu Fang was still in that lazy posture of half asleep and half awake, in sharp contrast with the people around him, like the brightest star in the night sky. "Uh..." The fat boy scratched his face, and a clear stupidity appeared in his eyes, "I can't do anything else except design." Chu Fang rolled his eyes. He was talking about changing jobs, not changing positions.
"Ahem." He coughed a few times in a fake manner, sat up straight, and said with a serious and serious expression, "Well... your sister Zhong is planning to resign and open a studio. She is short of staff now. Are you interested?" Zhong Tingyue thinks highly of Cai Guan and appreciates him. He has a strong design talent and ability, and is immersed in the world of design. He is a good seedling. He plans to poach the fat guy. "Okay." The little fat man Cai Guan was extremely happy. He nodded happily without hesitation. "In the company, Sister Zhong helped me so much. I am very grateful to her. It is my honor to continue working with Sister Zhong. Why not." "Then it's settled." Chu Fang was also happy. While patting the other party on the shoulder, he said: "The salary is to be determined, the working hours are to be determined, and the work address is to be determined, but don't worry, the future of the studio is definitely bright and unlimited. You will definitely be treated unfairly." The little fat man smiled and seemed to agree with Chu Fang's pie in the sky. He didn't feel cheated because it was an unestablished shell company. Chu Fang was not surprised by Cai Guan's reaction, and even expected it. The little fat man had only joined the company for a few months and had no feelings. He didn't agree that the designer had a semi-sales nature. Sales were too difficult for an introverted person. He would rather indulge in his own world, concentrate on interior design, and not worry about the outside world. And Zhong Tingyue is his idol and goal. Secondly, Cai Guan is not a person who lacks money. He is a native of Shanghai, speaks authentic Shanghai dialect, and is the only son of a wealthy family. Xun's attitude towards work is similar to Chu Fang's, just to kill time. Of course, Cai Guan is much more motivated than Chu Fang. The two cannot be confused. The fat boy Cai Guan continued to work with the mouse, and suddenly remembered something, and curiosity appeared on his chubby face: "Brother Chu." "Yeah." After finishing the work, Chu Fang collapsed on the chair, looking at the ceiling, bored, and humming softly. "You and Sister Zhong..." He guessed what the other party wanted to say, his eyes slightly opened, and a glimmer flashed across his eyes: "It's almost the same." "Oh oh."
"You don't seem surprised?" "Sister Zhong looks at you differently." Chu Fang raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the other party: "Did you see it again?" The little fat man didn't want to hit Chu Fang, but he didn't want to lie, so he nodded gently: "Yeah." "..." Damn! How come everyone can see that they are interested in each other, but the two parties don't see that they like each other, but need outsiders to remind them. The person in charge is confused, but the bystander is clear, right? ... ... In the next few days, Zhong Tingyue handled Sister Ma's case and racked his brains to redesign a better decoration plan that met the other party's requirements. After Sister Ma read it, her anger disappeared and she smiled happily. The grudge between the two sides was eliminated. Then he submitted his resignation report to Ma Junjie, and Ma Junjie sighed and agreed. Zhong Tingyue then took care of the work before leaving and handed the project over to other employees. The already heavy atmosphere in the company became even heavier, as if a dark cloud had turned into a solid object and was about to fall down, almost crushing people to death. Everyone understood that the first person to leave the company had already appeared, and it was Zhong Tingyue, who everyone respected. It was inevitable that they felt sad. Chu Fang, on the other hand, crossed his legs and was relaxed. In the past few days, he and Zhong Tingyue went to the company together, chatting about happy things; they went to work together, looked at each other while working, and their hearts were filled with warmth and touching; they went home together, and after get off work, they went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables first, and after buying vegetables, Chu FangGo to the house she and He Yi rented to cook. Chu Fang cooked, and Zhong Tingyue helped, cutting vegetables, washing vegetables, etc. If He Yi, the light bulb, was removed, it would be the world of two people in Chu Fang's dream, a lifelong fantasy. The two of them followed each other like shadows, flying together, and finally attracted the attention of the company's employees. After all, everyone was not stupid, and they could see that there was an ambiguous look between the two. Of course, the most important thing was that they did not deliberately hide it from their colleagues. They were just in love, and there was nothing to hide. Usually show it openly. Finally finished the work, Zhong Tingyue stretched, looked at Chu Fang who looked like he was about to sleep, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He stood up and walked towards the manager's office. Knocked on the door, and there was an echo from inside, and pushed the door open. Ma Junjie suddenly became serious. He had guessed the reason why the other party came, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad. "I'm leaving. Thank you for taking care of me over the years." Zhong Tingyue said seriously. "Alas!" Ma Junjie sighed, exhaled the depressed breath in his heart, and tried to keep a calm face. He didn't want to lose his manners in front of the other party, and he didn't want to look pitiful. It was really ugly. He smiled 'free and easy', and then said: "I have been pursuing you wholeheartedly for several years, even a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg would melt, but why can't I melt your heart? I thought you had the same attitude towards everyone, but why did you change your attitude towards Chu Fang? I really can't figure it out!"
He thought he had figured it out, but his thinking stopped when facing Zhong Tingyue. Or he was unwilling to admit that fact. "Sorry." Zhong Tingyue's voice was softer than ever before, "I..." "Stop talking, it's meaningless." Before she could finish, Ma Junjie waved his hand and interrupted her, "It's done, words of comfort are meaningless, I don't want to hear a word." After a pause, he continued, "I wish you two a happy marriage and a long life together." These were sincere words, absolutely no sarcasm or curse. The white moonlight in his mind left, he just hoped that the white moonlight would live a good life in the future.