Cong Nianwei didn't even bat an eyelid as she stabbed the back of Qin Guan's hand with the compass. The sharp needle didn't break Qin Guan's skin, nor did it cause any bleeding.
It was obvious that she had been practicing since she was a child. Her technique was quite precise.
"Ouch!" Qin Guan hurriedly pulled his hand back and hung it down in an exaggerated manner. "Ah, help … Ah … I'm going to sacrifice myself …"
Cong Nianwei rolled her eyes helplessly. "This is the design for this week. My tutor recommended a project for me. It's about the reconstruction of a small commercial district.
"I'm competing with several design firms and studios. Don't mess things up. This is the first project I've completed and implemented on my own."
Qin Guan became serious. He was about to ask if there was anything he could do to help, but Cong Nianwei's next words made him laugh.
"I'll use your car next week. You can take the bus to work. I'm going to the Woodberry discount store on the weekend. It's more than an hour away from downtown."
"I'll take your car next week. I'll give you a ride. The weekend shoot will be held there too. Don't you think it's a coincidence? "
Qin Guan jumped off the bed and ran to the kitchen. "I'll make dinner. You go on with your work."
"You don't say. We're working together, right?"
The light in the living room was warm and soft. Qin Guan, who was wearing an apron, looked rustic against Cong Nianwei's back.
Cong Nianwei pursed her lips as she watched the heartwarming scene. The boring data in her hands seemed to have become interesting.
The two of them had fallen in love with each other, fallen in love with each other because of their hormones, and were full of nostalgia because of their familiarity. That was why they could hold hands and walk together forever.
It's so nice to meet you.
It's really nice to have everyone together. New York in June was more likely to be surrounded by heat than other small towns.
This small commercial town, which was originally an independent suburb of New York, had become a strange scene because of the arrival of the Woodberry Mall and the construction of various big-name factories and stores.
From Monday to Friday, apart from tourists and bored housewives, it was hard to find anyone other than brand employees in this huge commercial district.
When the weekend came, the crowds from New York City would swarm over, making this business town truly prosperous.
Tourists, New York families, and residents of other small cities all treated this place as a shopping paradise.
Here, in a brand that you like, you can find clothes from two or even five years ago. Because of the timeliness of the goods, you can take home your favorite goods at a discount of only 10% to 20%.
For some classic models and timeless designs, it was simply worth the money.
The latest models of various big brands could also be found in the factory stores here. Perhaps there was a broken code, or perhaps there was a small flaw in some part, such as a small accessory missing.
For the latest model like this, you could use the super cost-effective price of a 40-60% discount to instantly kill the entire market.
If that was the case, it would be fine. Customers with high taste wouldn't be too fond of them.
Woodberry, on the other hand, sold all the trendy European and American brands in one fell swoop. In order to attract all kinds of customers, the new products were sold at the same time as in New York City.
So, would you rather spend a day in New York City's Times Square fighting for a few new goods with a large number of customers, or would you rather go to Woodberry, which has a wide range of brands and less intense competition? I think all the buyers who have time will choose the latter.
They were stuck in a traffic jam in the suburbs during a beautiful morning.
It was said that during the National Day Festival in China, it would rain heavily and pedestrians would feel sad. That morning, the suburban road leading to Woodberry was a replica of that scene.
On a sunny day, looking at the surrounding scenery of green grass and flowers, red tiles and white walls, opening the convertible roof or sunroof of one's beloved car and enjoying the gentle breeze, what a beautiful scene it would be.
But what if you were surrounded by cars on all sides? The pickup truck on the right had a burly man with tattoos all over his head, and the Beetle on the left had five people crammed into it? What if the adults were crying and the children were throwing a tantrum?
It was not a beautiful scene.
The most terrible thing was that the car had been stuck there for 10 minutes, but there was no sign of it moving.
Qin Guan looked at the Citizen wristwatch on his wrist. It had been a gift from Qingmu, who had called it a gift for the endorsement.
It was still early, so they could make it.
Qin Guan let out a long sigh of relief. As he was thinking about how to kill time, he suddenly moved sideways to block Cong Nianwei's left view.
What do you think is going on? Drivers who have been on the road for a long time all know that people have three emergencies. Several strong men on the right opened the door of the pickup truck as if there was no one else around and walked to the side of the road in two or three steps.
He unbuckled his belt in two or three moves. Although his back was facing the car owners, it was too indecent, wasn't it?
What he didn't expect was that these two brothers had unlocked the shackles that had been placed on the people of the team. One by one, the doors of the cars were opened.
If they were shameless, they would get rid of them on the road. If they were shameless, they would use the empty mineral water bottles in the back of the car. It was convenient for them.
There were two convertibles in the front, one on the left and the other on the right. They looked like twins, except for their different colors.
One of the cars was full of beautiful women, while the other was full of rebellious men. It was easy to tell how the rebellious men had been.
Have you ever seen a bullnose ring? The people in the car wished they could hang 108 rings on their faces. If it weren't for the fact that their noses weren't big enough, they would have worn a traditional Chinese ring on their noses. Are you afraid?!
Ever since the cars had stopped, the men and women in the two cars had looked at each other. Of course, they didn't like each other, but they didn't like each other.
In fact, with just a few glances, they had already met in mid-air!
Riveted Boy, who was wearing leather pants and a leather vest in the summer, opened his mouth arrogantly in the front passenger seat of the car.
Qin Guan, who was in the back of the car, found it funny. He nudged Cong Nianwei with his arm. "Look, Wei! It's much better than a movie!" “
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