Seeing that Yanyan was a little distracted, Du Sen tapped the table twice with his index finger: "No matter what the reason is, since Mr. Zhao gives you this opportunity, you must grasp it well. In fact, with your current ability, water and electricity lines, and overall layout, you can't do it at all, and you don't have to consider it, the company will do it."

Yanyan quickly said, "Thank you, boss."

"I am also considering the company. Chuangjia's 23-year-old designer independently completed the design of the 400-square-meter villa in Italy, which is also a selling point."

Yanyan knew in his heart that Dusen wanted to package her. This was a win-win situation. She said again: "Thank you, boss."

Dusen smiled: "Actually, most designers are imitating, but not imitating them in a constant way. For the same hard decoration, different designers will make different styles. They will use one or two novel points to attract customers, leave a deep impression on customers, and then decide to sign a contract."

Du Sen's words were enlightened, and he instantly understood. Everyone's decoration plans were similar. Why did the customer choose his plan instead of yours? The reason is that the point that impressed the customer is also difficult.

"Boss, I understand."

Dusen stared at Yanyan, "Do you really understand?"

Yanyan was stunned for a moment, "I will go and ask what Zhao Mingcheng likes again."

Dusen said slowly: "A perfect solution can touch a person's heart, and mutual trust or friendship can also touch each other."

Yanyan frowned involuntarily and said to himself: I am doing interior design, do you still need emotional design? No wonder Liu Yifan doesn’t like Du Sen.

Du Sen saw the change in Yanyan's expression and asked Yanyan: "Do you have any friends who sell mobile phones?"

Yanyan hesitated for a moment, "No."

Dusen continued: "I have a friend who works as a Huawei agent. My family and I buy mobile phones in his store. I don't have time to study which mobile phone is cost-effective, so I ask him directly. I trust him. Similarly, the new house he bought after getting married, and I will give it to me directly after receiving the keys. Everything is up to me."

Yanyan looked at Du Sen, "Do you hope I can become friends with Zhao Mingcheng?"

"Maybe you will become friends in the future, but now you will become friends immediately, which is not realistic. I hope you can impress him and make him recognize your character. Only those who recognize you can recognize your plan."

Yanyan took a deep breath, "I will do my best."

When Du Sen saw that Yanyan finally found some feeling, he smiled faintly, "Success or failure depends on yourself, think about it."

"I know, I want to make money."

Dusen nodded, "Go and make pictures."

"Boss, my U disk is here with you."

Dusen took off the U disk from the laptop and said, "Let Liu Yifan see your plan and let him approve it first."

Although Yanyan disliked Dusen's suggestion, he still nodded.

She walked out of Dusen's office, returned to her seat, and began to analyze the purpose of Dusen's words to her.

After thinking about it over and over again, Yanyan decided to find a way to sign this order, which became not only a bonus of 10,000 yuan, but also "fame". Fame and profit are related. If she has "fame", then "profit" will come soon.

If she can earn commission like Han Xue, then her mother will no longer have to pay the bills for small businesses, and her father will no longer have to make floats every day. She can also buy shoes for her younger brother and take her grandparents to travel.

Yanyan took a deep breath, picked up his cell phone, sent Liu Yifan a WeChat message, and asked Liu Yifan to have lunch together.

Seeing that Liu Yifan did not return to her immediately, she put down her cell phone and continued to draw the study.

At eleven o'clock, Ding Meimei asked Yanyan if she wanted to order food together at noon.

Yanyan thought for a while, "I want to go out at noon."

Ding Meimei smiled and went to count other colleagues.

Yanyan glanced at her phone again and made sure that Liu Yifan did not reply to her WeChat.

She thought about it and dialed Liu Yifan's number.

It took a long time before Liu Yifan answered the call weakly: "Hey?"

"Did you wake up?"

"Um."

"It's noon now, you haven't woken up yet. What did you do last night?"

"Don't bother me." Liu Yifan said and hung up the phone.

Yanyan looked at his cell phone and scolded Liu Yifan as a waste, and could not count on him.

Yanyan imitated Dusen's movements and knocked on the table twice, but she felt that she was not relieved enough, so she slapped the table heavily.

"What are you doing?" Wang Yichen shouted from the side.

"It's okay."

Zhou Huan glanced at Yanyan and said to himself: I haven’t seen any improvement in ability, but my temper has improved.

Ding Meimei, who was sitting at the front desk, showed a hint of undetectable sneer on her face. She knew in her heart that Yanyan's lunch was not settled.

Yanyan had no intention of drawing, so she packed up her things and was about to go out to buy a cold crust to deal with it. At this time, the phone rang. Yanyan picked up the phone and saw that it was Liu Yifan's number.

After answering, she asked in anger: "Have you woke up?"

"What happened?" Liu Yifan asked directly.

"It's okay."

"If you have something to say something, I'll go to bed if you have nothing to do."

"Sleep at yours." Yanyan said, and hung up the phone.

After Yanyan hung up the phone, she felt a little regretful. She asked Liu Yifan for help. If she was angry with Liu Yifan now and didn't contact each other for a few days, then who would she find out about Zhao Mingcheng's preferences?

Yanyan sighed and it was too late to regret it now. She couldn't call Liu Yifan immediately. She could only wait after get off work and find a reason to find Liu Yifan.

Yanyan no longer had the appetite to eat, so she began to continue drawing.

Other colleagues were walking, eating in the tea room. In the large office area, Yanyan was sitting alone in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard.

Dusen walked out of the office and glanced at the office area. He hesitated for a moment and walked towards the gate.

As soon as he walked to the gate, he saw a black BMW parked in front of the company's door.

Liu Yifan got off the car and saw Du Sen walk out of it. He smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Du, such a coincidence."

Du Sen glanced at the shopping bag in Liu Yifan's hand and smiled faintly, "Do you look for Yanyan? She is inside."

"Then I'll go in first." Liu Yifan said, walking into the company.

Dusen couldn't help but raise his lips, and he admired his wise decision to enlighten Yanyan.

Yanyan was hesitating about which desk to use, and she felt someone walked into the company. When she looked up, she saw that it was Liu Yifan wearing a black sportswear.

Liu Yifan asked with a smile: "Have you ever seen a handsome guy?"

Yanyan bit his lip, "I have seen many handsome guys, but I have never seen such a thick-skinned person."

Liu Yifan put the shopping bag on the table and said, "Let's go, go for dinner."
Chapter completed!