Seeing Yanyan staring at Zhao Mingcheng blankly, Du Sen had to say, "Brother Zhao gave you a chance. You must seize it well and be worthy of Brother Zhao's trust in you."

"Yes!" Yanyan nodded awkwardly.

Zhao Mingcheng smiled and stood up, "I have something to do, so I'll go back first. You can contact me after Yanyan's plan is completed."

Yanyan blinked her eyes, she didn't understand why Zhao Mingcheng "respected" her so much.

Everyone sent Zhao Mingcheng to Chuangjia decoration.

After Zhao Mingcheng's car left, Li Cheng glanced at Yanyan and asked Du Sen: "What's going on?"

Du Sen did not answer, but looked at Yanyan, "What did you say to Liu Yifan yesterday?"

Yanyan frowned, "I didn't say anything."

Du Sen knew that this stupid guy couldn't ask anything, so he had to say, "Since Zhao Mingcheng asked you to design, you can redesign a plan."

After Dusen said that, he turned around and returned to his office.

Ding Meimei discovered clues from everyone's expressions. She walked into the tea room and brewed a cup of lemon tea.

She walked to Yanyan's table and said, "Yanyan, I bought a new dry lemon, you can try it. Soaking lemon in water can supplement vitamin C, make your eyes more vibrant, your skin more rosy, and it will also play a role in removing garbage from the body."

Yanyan took the water cup, "Thank you."

Ding Meimei smiled sweetly, "Everyone is a colleague, why are you polite?"

Yanyan was a little confused and had no energy to deal with Ding Meimei. She held the cup and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Yanyan stopped talking, Ding Meimei walked away embarrassedly.

Wang Yichen glanced at Ding Meimei and said to himself: The wind direction is getting so fast.

Yanyan thought for a while, picked up his cell phone and dialed Liu Yifan's number.

"What are you doing!" Liu Yifan's voice came quickly.

"What did you say to Zhao Mingcheng?" Yanyan asked straight to the point.

Liu Yifan asked back: "What's wrong?"

"Zhao Mingcheng asked me to make another decoration plan."

Liu Yifan laughed dryly, "I can't communicate with this old man."

"What did you say to him?" Yanyan asked again.

"I didn't say anything," Liu Yifan said impatiently, "I told him, you have been planning how to design his dilapidated villa these two days. I hope he can see what you designed and don't let you be in vain."

Yanyan said seriously: "Tell the truth."

"Hey, I'm so furious!" Liu Yifan was also anxious, "Do I need to lie to you? If I don't tell him, will it be your turn when explaining the plan?"

"If you don't have to do it, you won't have to do it. Why do you care about my business?" This time Yanyan understood everything. Zhao Mingcheng did not appreciate her plan, but gave Liu Yifan face.

"Damn girl, did I help you wrongly?!" Liu Yifan was really angry. Yanyan accommodated him in everything, but he didn't expect that he would dare to steal him out today.

Yanyan hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table.

When she saw the bag of grapes, she thought to herself: Could it be that Sister Fu also gave Liu Yifan face?

Liu Yifan wanted to continue scolding Yanyan, but found out that the girl hung up the phone.

He wanted to dial back, but hesitated when he looked at the green circle on the screen of his phone.

He muttered, "No wonder Sister Fu refused to marry Zhao Mingcheng. He couldn't even understand such a simple thing, and he didn't know how he earned his money."

After Liu Yifan sent Yanyan to the company, he called Zhao Mingcheng and asked Zhao Mingcheng to help him see Yanyan's plan, but he added a sentence later, "Uncle Zhao, you can hit Yanyan and let her die of design. Change your career early and do something else."

Zhao Mingcheng, such a shrewd person, naturally would not agree to Liu Yifan immediately.

He just said, first look at Yanyan’s design plan, and then we will discuss it together to see if Yanyan has a future in this business.

The "big guy" in Zhao Mingcheng's words refers to Liu Yifan's father - Liu Quan.

If Liu Yifan can care about Yanyan's future work, the possibility of Yanyan becoming Liu Quan's daughter-in-law becomes very high.

Let Liu Quan think about this matter, Zhao Mingcheng will not interfere.

Dusen sat on the chair, closed his eyes, recalling every expression of Zhao Mingcheng.

He suddenly remembered that he had not sent Yanyan's random 3D picture to Zhao Mingcheng.

Dusen picked up his cell phone and wanted to dial Yanyan's phone number. After thinking about it, he stood up and walked out of the office.

Yanyan stood upright and reversed the drawings of Villa No. 23. Seeing Du Sen walking towards her, he immediately stood up guiltily, "Boss."

Dusen asked: "Have you passed your renderings to Mr. Zhao?"

"Not yet." Yanyan explained, "I don't have his WeChat."

Du Sen picked up his mobile phone, found Zhao Mingcheng in the WeChat address book, and recommended it to Yanyan.

"Apply for adding Mr. Zhao as a friend now, and then send the renderings you made."

"Yes." Yanyan agreed while applying to join Zhao Ming as her friend.

She asked hesitantly, "Boss, send the plan you made."

Dusen looked at Yanyan and said with a serious look: "If you want to make a design for Zhao Mingcheng for free, I don't mind. But you can't give me favors with my plan."

Yanyan was stunned, "Boss, I didn't want to give you a favor with your plan."

Dusen let out a long sigh and typing Yanyan's monitor, "Read these words."

Yanyan looked down at the monitor she had to face every day, with a small slogan posted on it, "Drawing is hard, please do not take photos!"

"Do you know what this means?" Dusen asked.

Yanyan said awkwardly: "Prevent anyone from taking photos."

On the first day of Yanyan's work, she looked at this slogan, but she never thought about why Dusen had to post such a note on the monitor.

"Follow me to the conference room." Dusen said, turning around and walking towards the conference room.

Yanyan bit his lips and quickly followed Dusen.

As soon as the two of them walked into the conference room, Yanyan's phone prompt sounded. Yanyan glanced at the phone and Zhao Mingcheng had already passed her friend's application.

"Boss," Yanyan asked hesitantly, "Do I want to send the renderings to Mr. Zhao?"

Dusen frowned involuntarily, "Transfer the two you designed to him, don't pass the others."

"Yes." Yanyan agreed, "I'll go to the computer to pass on the picture to him and I'll be back soon."

After Yanyan said that, he ran out of the conference room.

Du Sen shook his head helplessly. He wanted to ask Yanyan, who made the picture of the fresh modern simple decoration plan he made for him.

Yanyan quickly walked back to the conference room, "Boss, I said the wrong thing again today, right?"

Dusen pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down, let's talk slowly."
Chapter completed!