Little milk bag looking for relatives

Lu Yunting lay down on the desk and howled, "Little uncle, you are so cruel."

Lu Linchuan directly threw him a document.

"You're still too idle, you don't have time to think about these things when you're busy."

Lu Yunting pursed his mouth, but when he saw the contents of the document, his eyes lit up instantly, "Little uncle, I love you so much!"

Lu Yunting ran away with the folder in his hands.

Different from the listless figure when he came, his back was joyful when he left, and his steps were so light.

Lu Linchuan couldn't bear to read the contents of the document.

He got up and turned around to look out of the floor-to-ceiling windows with distant eyes.

He is an elder, so he should support the younger generation.

Lu Yunting had the courage to go all out, it was impossible for him to watch him fight alone, not to mention that it was indeed Grandma who did something wrong.

He didn't let Lu Yunting know, because he understood that at this stage he would not easily figure it out.

Although Jo's studio has been here many times, it was the first time that Lu Yunting lingered outside the door and dared not go in.

"Huh? Isn't this Mr. Lu?" Luo Yi just came back from the business negotiation when he saw Lu Yunting wandering around the door, "Why don't you go in?"

"Is... is Siwan here?"

"Yes, Miss Jo is staying at the company for food and lodging these days."

Lu Yunting immediately said, "How can this be done?"

"Sister Jo is more careful about work. I'm used to it. When she was abroad, she lived in the studio for a month at most. At that time, Xing Luo hadn't been weaned yet."

The model has come to the final stage, Shen Siwan didn't want to waste time on the road, so he just lived in the company.

"Then Xing Luo is staying in the studio these two days?" Lu Yunting asked.

"I've been at my house for the past two days." Luo Yi pushed open the door and said with a smile, "Let's stop chatting at the door, let's talk inside."

As soon as Lu Yunting entered, Shen Siwan just came out of the design room.

She was wearing a wide pair of green overalls with rubber gloves on her hands, and she was tilting her head to ask the lady at the front desk to help her loosen her hair.

Seeing Lu Yunting, Shen Siwan's eyes were complicated, but he finally smiled, "You're here."

Shen Siwan smiled, and the stiff Lu Yunting relaxed, and raised the folder in his hand, "Little uncle asked me to return the special exhibition exhibits that I ordered from you last time. He said that some procedures have not been completed yet. I'm idle anyway... just come here."

With the help of the lady at the front desk, Shen Siwan tied up her hair and took off her gloves. After washing her hands, she took the folder and looked at it.

"Mr. Lu is well prepared." Shen Siwan signed his name on the bottom right of the document, and handed over a check, "This check is for you."

The whole process wasn't even done in the office, just stood at the front desk for a while.

Lu Yunting stared at Shen Siwan's decent and distant smile, and his heart suddenly became blocked.

"Is that all right?"

"Correct."

The implication is that you can go.

Lu Yunting couldn't find a reason to stay, and he looked back every step of the way, wishing he could be stopped.

But until he entered the elevator, there was no sound behind him.

"Hey..." Lu Yunting sighed in the elevator.

In the studio, Shen Siwan ordered the lady at the front desk to file the documents, and when she turned around, she saw Luo Yi with a gossiping face.

"Why this look?" Shen Siwan asked amusedly, "And how is the cooperation going?"

"Sister Jo, to be honest, did you quarrel with Mr. Lu?"

"You're still too busy."

Shen Siwan turned around and entered the workshop.

Staring at the model that had begun to take shape, Shen Siwan shook his bloated head and continued to work.

Three days later, the design exhibition "Strong Autumn" was held as scheduled.

Many people surrounded Shen Siwan's hand-made model.

"Sister Jo, it looks like we've won for sure!" Luo Yi said excitedly.

The most powerful competitors automatically withdrew from the competition, and although there were crowds of onlookers in front of the exhibits of other companies, they were not as many as those in front of their studios.

"What's so good about this model? I think it's average!"

In the crowd, a sarcastic female voice suddenly sounded.

Shen Siwan and Luo Yi, who were talking, heard the sound and looked over.

A stylishly dressed young girl stood in front of Shen Siwan's work and commented, "What is this? Isn't it the theme of autumn? Why are the leaves still green! I didn't even decide on the theme before entering the competition!"

"Then I will ask you to do the design, I said to make a pond, you don't have to find me a swimming pool!"

"Huh? This swing is really broken!"

"I think the design of this courtyard is very unreasonable! Why didn't Jiaying Studio come to participate in the competition today? The details of these exhibits can't stand up to scrutiny at all, it's worthless!"

With her hips akimbo, the young woman kept criticizing Shen Siwan's works, with a look of disgust on her face.

Seeing this, Luo Yi greeted her, "Hello ma'am, I'm a staff member of Jo Studio, I can answer all your questions just now..."

Before Luo Yi finished speaking, the young woman rolled her eyes and interrupted her.

"Who are you? You are also qualified to talk to me! I asked my dad to hold this exhibition just to chase after my idol Jiaying!"

When the onlookers heard this sentence, they suddenly realized.

It turned out that the young woman was the organizer's daughter.

"Which Jiaying Studio is it? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"You haven't heard of Jiaying Studio, and you still come to see the exhibition? Teacher Jiaying is the youngest female designer who has won many design awards in the country, and she is well-known in the whole circle."

"So amazing? Did the staff from Jiaying Studio come today? I want them to design a garden for me, and it doesn't matter how much it costs."

Everyone whispered to each other, looking for the brand of Jiaying Studio.

In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted, "It's over there! Everyone, go!"

There were only three or two people left in front of Shen Siwan's works.

Luo Yi blushed with anger, "This...how could this be?"

Shen Siwan patted Luo Yi's shoulder lightly to comfort her, her eyes fell on the young woman in front of her, "I know you, Shen Jiajia's high school friend...Bai Rui?"

Bai Rui didn't expect Shen Siwan to know herself, she snorted heavily, and didn't deny it.

"I didn't expect you to have a good memory. We only met three or four times in high school?"

Shen Siwan instantly understood that what happened today was caused by Shen Jiajia and Bai Rui.

Unconvinced, Luo Yi stepped forward to make a theory, but was dragged away by Shen Siwan.

"Sister Jo! She is obviously inciting public opinion on purpose. How can she do this? It's too much, it's not fair to us!"