"Why did you come back so late and the food is cold?" Guo's mother complained.

"I took Taotao to the mall for a walk." Murong Yuqing replied.

Guo's mother glanced at the toys held in Taotao's arms and frowned in dissatisfaction, "Why are you buying toys for him again? Children cannot be spoiled. Zijian didn't have toys when he was young, so he was very happy to grow up with mud."

"Mom, the children are different now than when we were young." Murong Yuqing whispered.

Guo's mother snorted, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and brought the hot food in the pot to the table.

Murong Yuqing asked Taotao to wash his hands, and then, as soon as he held the child and sat at the dining table, his cell phone rang.

Murong Yuqing answered the phone, and the tone on the other side of the phone was very urgent.

After Murong Yuqing hung up the phone, she hurriedly put on her coat and shoes, and carried her bag to go out.

"Just come back, and you are leaving again?" Guo's mother asked dissatisfiedly.

"Mom, look at Taotao for dinner, don't let him pick on food. There is something wrong with our company and we may not come back later." Murong Yuqing said, and then hurried out.

Murong Yuqing's company recently took over the renovation project of a high-end fashion store. The project was handled by Murong Yuqing. It was originally going smoothly, but as the project was about to end, it was a coincidence.

Murong Yuqing rushed to the project site. The first floor of the clothing store was still open, and only the second floor was under construction.

The person in charge of the store is arguing with the person in charge of the construction.

The construction manager was already in a state of great anxiety. Seeing Murong Yuqing, he seemed to have seen a savior. "Sister Yuqing, you are finally here."

The construction manager came over, pointed to the roof of the house, and said, "The lamp on the roof has been installed, and now he suddenly asked to rework. This consumes labor and materials, but it is a huge loss."

Murong Yuqing frowned and looked up at the lamp on the roof, questioned: "According to the drawings, the roof of this room should be equipped with light strips. Why have you changed to these few lamps? How did you work? Are you not able to understand the drawings, or are you deliberately disobeying the slander?"

"Sister Yuqing, please calm down. How dare we take our own actions? They are all the boss's intentions. The boss said that the roof lights in the house are details, no one will pay attention to them, and they can save a lot of money."

Murong Yuqing looked helpless. The big boss of the company was stingy, even stingy. He changed the design drawings privately, and they couldn't reason anywhere.

"Sister Yuqing, go and negotiate with the person in charge of the store to see if it can..."

"What are you negotiating? If you have a contract and a drawing, you will be sure to sue us. Don't you want to mess around in the industry in the future? Go and arrange workers and immediately change the ceiling into a light strip. As for the loss, I will tell the boss." Murong Yuqing ordered.

"Hey, have you discussed it? There are distinguished customers in our store, so I don't have time to spend it with you." The person in charge in the store urged.

Murong Yuqing walked over, accompanied her carefully and said politely: "Don't worry, I'll let the workers rework immediately."

"Let them get faster and don't affect the construction period." The store manager snorted arrogantly and turned to go downstairs.

Murong Yuqing has been in this industry for quite some time and has become accustomed to looking at people's faces. She sighed, shook her head, and directed the workers on site to construct the work.

Murong Yuqing stared at the worker and removed the roof of the shed again and installed the light strip. She kept tilting her head, her neck was sore when she tilted.

"Xiao Sun, keep staring and must strictly follow the drawings." After she said that, she took out her phone and looked at it. It was almost nine o'clock.

"It's too late, I'll go back first." Murong Yuqing finished speaking, rubbing her neck while walking downstairs.

The first floor of the fashion store is still open, and the people who come and go are either rich or noble.

Murong Yuqing half leaned against the fence of the stairs, looking a little dazed.

Once upon a time, she was a regular customer in such places. Now, she doesn't even dare to look at the price tags on these clothes.

Her eyes subconsciously fell on the model at the entrance of the stairs. The model was wearing a black and white low-cut long skirt, with a generous and unique design.

Murong Yuqing saw this skirt when she came to the store to supervise the project last time and liked it very much. But the price of this skirt was indeed something she couldn't afford. So she could only take a look.

Over the years, she has long learned not to think about things that she can't afford.

Murong Yuqing smiled bitterly and walked down the steps. As soon as she reached the entrance of the stairs, she heard the sound of the piano coming from the corner. It was a strange song, but it was very lingering and pleasant.

Murong Yuqing looked over the sound and saw a familiar figure sitting next to the piano.

Lin Yike was wearing a white knee-length long skirt, with long black hair casually dispersed, and his ten fingers were slender, wandering on the black and white piano keys. Just a silhouette, he became a fairy-like spirit.

Lu Yao stood beside her, holding two skirts in her hand, and said helplessly, "My lady, can you stop playing? Can you see which one of these two skirts do you like?"

Lin Yike's white and jade-like hands finally left the piano keys, raised his chin, and looked at Lu Yao with a smile, "What do you think of this song? I want to ask a professional lyricist to write lyrics and put it in the album below."

"Sounds pretty good." Lu Yao nodded.

"The sudden inspiration a few days ago when I was playing with Mr. Gu in four hands." Lin Yike said again.

"You guys have four hands together?" Lu Yao had a slight difference.

"What's wrong? Is there anything strange?" Lin Yike asked in confusion.

"It is rumored that at the engagement banquet between Gu Si Shao and Miss Murong, the two of them used to play four-handedly and once became a good story. I thought you would mind the play four-handedly." Lu Yao said.

Lin Yike shrugged indifferently, "There are so many people who can play the piano, and any one can play with him in four hands, but Mrs. Gu is the only one, so what do I have to mind?"

"Well, it makes sense." Lu Yao nodded in agreement, and then raised the skirt he was holding in his hand. "Which one is better?"

"Is there any difference between these two?" Lin Yike asked laughably. The two long skirts chosen by Lu Yao did not have much difference in styles except for the color. They are both more complicated and gorgeous.

"It's just a walk on the red carpet, only a few minutes from beginning to end. No matter how beautiful you wear, you can't stay on the red carpet and leave. Just choose."

As soon as Lin Yike finished speaking, her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID, stood up from the piano bench with a smile, and walked to the side to answer the call.

"I haven't come back so late yet, what are you doing?" Gu Jingting's gentle voice came from the other side of the phone.

"I'm choosing clothes in the store with Sister Lu Yao. There will be a film festival in a few days, and I'm the invited guest." Lin Yike replied with a laugh.

"Isn't the clothes designed by Xie Yao very good? The last time you wore that skirt, you looked very good." Gu Jingting said in a gentle tone.

Xie Yao is very talented in design. When she and Gu Jingyu were together, Jingyu's clothes were almost made by Xie Yao. At that time, Gu Jingyu often showed off and looked proud and felt very worthy of beating.
Chapter completed!