Chapter 129 Her Good Talent

Zhong Zhen was frightened, stood up abruptly, and let out an ah.

Seeing that it was Feng Beichen coming in, she greeted shyly, "Mr. Feng! Is the meeting over? Do you need to see off the guests?" She stood up as she spoke, ready to see off the guests.

Anyway, she is now what Feng Beichen wants her to do, and she will do it right away.

Feng Beichen frowned, how could this woman's reaction be so slow?

He gave her a cold look, "What are you up to? You don't care about anything outside? Is there a call coming in?" Obviously he blamed her a little bit.

Zhong Zhen froze for a moment, quickly put away the piece of paper on his desk, and replied, "No, nothing, no phone call came in, I will pay attention next time!"

She also realized that maybe it was really wrong for her to do so. After all, it was still working time, so she should take care of Feng Beichen and the others.

I don't know why, as soon as I started to draw something, I was so absorbed that I forgot everything.

The more she wanted to hide the piece of paper quickly, the more curious he was about what was drawn on it, and he ordered her calmly, "Bring it!"

These words made Zhong Zhen couldn't help but stop the movement of his hands, but she really didn't have the courage to send it to his hands.

"President Feng, I was just drawing for fun." Zhong Zhen distinguished in a low voice.

However, he had been surprised by what she drew last time. When she talked about drawing calligraphy this time, Feng Beichen really wanted to see what she drew again this time?

"Bring it!" Feng Beichen said forcefully again.

He also remembered that the last drawing had been sent to the customer for confirmation. If it was approved, further detailed drawing would be carried out, and the drawing would need to be improved.

Seeing him like this, Zhong Zhen knew that he couldn't escape, so he had no choice but to walk over, and reluctantly handed the stuff in his hand to him.

Feng Beichen glared at her, unfolded it, and found that the painting on it was more delicate and exquisite, so he couldn't help but glance at her, and asked coldly, "Did you draw it just now?"

Of course it is, otherwise how could this painting come about? Of course, Zhong Zhen didn't want to confront him directly, so he just said flatly, "Yes."

I can't believe it was drawn by her, and it was drawn in such a short time, because this blueprint was just brought over, he raised the blueprint in his hand, "Did you take it directly from my desk?"

Once, Zhong Zhen naturally remembered it in his heart, how could he make another mistake, now when he heard him ask, he immediately reacted, "No, I will make a copy of another paper, it really won't bring you any inconvenience. It’s convenient, sorry, I won’t do this again in the future.”

Seeing his panic-stricken look, Feng Beichen couldn't bear it. After all, what happened last time was a good thing. Even if it can't be used directly this time, it can greatly expand the thinking of the designers.

"I don't blame you, the last time the effect was good, but it may take two days for the designer to communicate with you further, the drawing needs to be further improved." Feng Beichen's face was cold, but he couldn't help but say so many words in one breath. Really rare.

Zhong Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and soon realized that, in this way, this should be a good thing.

"Mr. Feng, do you mean to say that I can draw some stuff in my spare time?" She said in surprise, this is really great, no matter what, she will also It can be regarded as having a specialty, so you can't know everything, right?

Feng Beichen nodded, "Yeah." Then he continued to look at her paintings.

These words really encouraged her so much, she asked happily and cautiously, "Then the blueprint from last time is really usable, right?"

Feng Beichen looked at her face that was a little flushed with excitement, nodded again, and said in a good mood, "As a reward, the money you borrowed from me last time is fine, you don't have to pay it back, and if there are new ones I will give you some material rewards for your achievements!"

This is really great! Zhong Zhen's already beautiful mood was about to fly, and she couldn't help but dance with joy, the youthful breath on her face naturally revealed, "That's great, thank you, Mr. Feng." But after thinking about it carefully, the last sentence of this promise is the last sentence. Really, the previous sentence is just an incident, after all, they have already obtained the certificate, and he also promised that all living expenses will be borne by him. Of course, the little debt in the past is for him

borne.

But Zhong Zhen didn't care about these things. Her whole body was enveloped in a cheerful atmosphere, and her whole body exuded a kind of passion and youthful vitality.

"Come here, press it for me, I'm tired!" Feng Beichen sat on the boss's chair, he was really tired, his life has always been like this, from last night to this moment, he really has half a free time nothing.

Zhong Zhen naturally understood him, walked briskly to his side, stretched out his gentle little hand, "Okay, I will press it for you! Relax!"

Standing by his side, in fact, she wanted to treat him well from the bottom of her heart. Before she got in touch with him, she only knew that he was radiant, but now she realized that he was really not easy. The hard work and hard work every day, really Not everyone can afford it.

If you want to be famous in front of others, you have to work hard and suffer in the future! This is really true.

Her gentle little hand kept stroking his shoulder back and forth. Although it was not very professional and the strength was a little light, it felt really good.

Looking down obliquely from above, his resolute and handsome face showed deep tiredness, people are flesh and blood, no matter what, he would be very tired if he was running almost continuously like this.

"Mr. Feng, how is the injury on your arm?" Zhong Zhen asked thoughtfully and carefully. She really felt sorry for him. No matter what, yesterday's injury was not too light. Not only did he not get any rest, but he kept on Working non-stop, the intensity is really not light.

There was still a small wound on his head, but for work, he got up early and took off the gauze. After all, he couldn't accept going out with a white cloth on his head.

"It's okay." Feng Beichen said lightly, but his eyes were already closed heavily, feeling sleepy and tired, he wanted to take a good rest for a while.

Zhong Zhen stopped pressing his shoulders and checked his head. Fortunately, the scab had formed, but she was worried about the injury on his arm. Looking at his performance, the arm was always stiff there after all, not a big deal. move.

She gently raised his arm, trying to roll up his sleeves, but he frowned tightly, obviously in some pain. "Come on, I'll take it off for you!" Zhong Zhen said while unbuttoning him.