Dandan: I will gather at the gate of the No. 9 Middle School in the city at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. I love you, big baby!

Chen Qianxun received a letter from her during her field visit at Beigang Group.

After reading, reply with a good word and continue to have a meeting with the original construction team of Beigang.

With the information they provided, Chen Qianxun quickly kept up with their progress. After understanding the basic structure of the building, she would start drawing interior decoration design models.

Beigang Group has plenty of time to complete the creation. Chen Qianxun calculated that half a month is enough, and the remaining time is more than enough to be the heroine of the Danda director. With the addition of Han Xingchu and Zhou Anning, she doesn't have to worry about trivial matters.

After having lunch with the construction team, Chu Fan called, but Chen Qianxun didn't answer, and then received a text message bombing.

Chu Fan: Chen Qianxun, you really have a habit! I and you are not finished.

Chu Fan: I don’t want to compensate you, and I’ll do so many small moves behind my back.

Chu Fan: Do you want to kill me? OK, let’s see whoever plays to kill me.

...

After reading the previous text messages, Chen Qianxun raised his eyebrows and could not get the root of his anger at all.

What did she do? If she wanted to do something, Fandu would only be her belonging, but she was just disdainful.

Later, the text messages came too frequently, and Chen Qianxun felt annoyed and directly blacked Chu Fan's number, and his ears were instantly quiet and comfortable.

On the other end, Chu Fan couldn't send a text message, and he threw his phone in anger. The screen was broken into pieces, like a spider casting a web.

He paced back and forth, looked at the time again, and called the insider: "Xiao Lin, call Editor Zhao and ask where he is now."

"Okay, Mr. Chu."

Chu Fan had an exclusive interview with a celebrity magazine today, and Editor Zhao was the staff member who conducted the interview this time.

Within half a minute, Xiaolin replied nervously: "Mr. Chu, Editor Zhao can't come."

Chu Fan thought the other party was delayed just because he had something to do: "When will he have time?"

"Chu, President Chu, Editor Zhao said that their magazine will not be your celebrity interview."

Chu Fan's face changed rapidly, blue and white, so wonderful.

In the evening, Chen Qianxun received a call from the Japanese Construction Association and found out why Chu Fan was angry at noon. She was just a little confused. Who was the person who penetrated this matter? Why did she help her? What to do?

After thinking about it, there is no answer.

It’s impossible that it was Ji Lin who was far away in New York. He had to know that he would probably only fly back and beat Chu Fan to look for teeth all over the ground.

If she could know who it was, no matter what, Chen Qianxun wanted to say thank you. She didn't have the ability to do anything, and the other party did it for her.

And without some ability, it is impossible for the Japanese Architects Association to mobilize many people.

At night, Han Xingchu and Zhou Anning bought skewers and visited the house. They didn’t buy wine, so they knew that Chen Qianxun’s home had it.

Chen Qianxun has a wine cabinet, which has all kinds of wine, and is full of them, so you can choose whatever you want.

After all, I received the news and came to celebrate.

After three rounds of drinking, Han Xingchu's cheeks were flushed. "I also heard that Chu Fan had an interview rejected by a magazine. Haha, I deserve it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qianxun just raised his eyebrows.

"From the future, I, Han Xingchu, must be better than him, and I will never give Chu Fan the chance to belittle me."

Zhou Anning raised his glass: "Sister Xingchu, come on."

The Korean star looked at the woman who was lazy on the sofa with a first glance.

Chen Qianxun smiled: "Come on."

"Ah, I'm resurrected in an instant with full blood."

Behind, Han Xingchu became even crazier, holding an empty can and sang on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Zhou Anning couldn't hold her back no matter how she was. Later, she was infected by her. After singing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, she sang the moonlight of the lotus pond.

I was tired of playing, so I lay on the sofa, my eyes went to sleep to death.

Chen Qianxun took out a quilt to cover them, turned the air conditioner up, cleaned it up before returning to the room.

The night is quiet.

After drinking, Chen Qianxun was drowsy, but it was still a little difficult to fall asleep.

Downstairs of the apartment, a Bentley turned off, the car window fell, and as the firelight suddenly lit up, white smoke drifted with the wind.

The moment the fire flashed, illuminating the man's face, his eyebrows and eyes were clear and profound, and his aura was extraordinary. He fell into the darkness and became hazy, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly, but he still felt a thrilling feeling.

I lazily put my hands holding a cigarette by the window, looking at the tall buildings in front of me.

Time passed, and Chen Qianxun gave up and fell asleep naturally. When he got up to look for sleeping pills, the cell phone placed at the head of the bed rang.

In just one second, it hung up.

Jin Muhan put one hand on his forehead, and he threw his phone on the secondary seat.

It's very late.

Axun's sleep quality is not good.

Can't wake her up.

After tonight, Ah Xun will be able to see him tomorrow morning.

Jin Muhan advised himself over and over again and advised himself to calm down.

Chen Qianxun was slightly stunned. Her dynamic vision was very good. The name that flashed on the screen just now was Jin Muhan's.

The last time they separated, the two sides left their numbers.

Made a wrong call?

It must be because of the wrong call, or accidentally pressing the wrong call, after all, he had no reason to call himself so late.

Chen Qianxun shook his mind slightly, pursed his lips, stared at the missed call for more than ten seconds, and called back by a devil.

The phone is answered almost instantly.

A moment of silence.

On the other end of the phone, Jin Muhan breathed gently, and for a while, his voice sounded softly, "Qianxun."

I don’t know if it’s because the night is too quiet, and the magnetic and warm sounds are erratic.

When Chen Qianxun heard this, he felt like he was about to be drunk, but he wanted to hear him say a few more words.

"My phone call?"

"No mistake."

Chen Qianxun suddenly laughed and couldn't help asking again: "Why do you hang up so quickly?"

"Sorry, I realized it was too late to open it, and I was afraid that it would cause you to rest."

It was not too late, only 10:30. At this point, ordinary people went to bed early, but Jin Muhan returned to China shortly after, and the jet lag may still be due to the jet lag.

Jin Muhan knew that Chen Qianxun had poor sleep quality. During the time she was sick, even if he took sleeping pills, he would not work to coax her to sleep.

"I'm asleep, but I haven't fallen asleep, so I'm looking for me if I have something to do?"

"Well, the car has been sent to the warranty. I want to ask if you can pick me up tomorrow."

Jin Mu's voice was slow and he was lying without blinking. In order to get along with Chen Qianxun with more opportunities, he was doing everything he could do.

Chen Qianxun said it was OK.

Jin Muhan's eyebrows and eyes were covered with joy, and he said gently: "Thank you, as a reward, you can send me once."

Sent?

Chen Qianxun licked his lips, and was inexplicably moved, and couldn't help asking, "Whatever you do?"

"kindness."

"Can you use it in advance?" she asked.

Jin Muhan smiled straight into his eyes, "Yes."
Chapter completed!