Did Mr. Xu Confess Today?

  Chapter 477 Words and Words Beads

  "Who knows that his appearance is not enough, but he has more inside. His writing is beautiful in his strokes, and his words are brilliant when he is in ink."——Qing·Liu Zhang

The easiest thing during the whole meeting was the moment when Xu Jun called Luo Xinsi. His eyes were full of stories. Mr. Ali said that he had goose bumps all over the floor, and his heart seemed to be like a little bee. Flying around the ears, I am afraid that someone accidentally pierces me.

   Rest in the middle, everyone laughed.

   "Heart is like...haha, it turns out that the big devil will coax his girlfriend. Oh, it's too sweet."

  "Be careful, he will kill you with his eyes when he hears it!"

  In the pantry, several gossips were chatting. Luo Xin, who came in with a teacup to collect the water, didn't seem to know that he was about to enter the hunter's hunting ground.

   "The heroine is here."

  If it were her previous character, she would definitely turn around and run away shyly, but she doesn't want to run anymore, admitting that this strong feeling is affirmation of Xu Jun.

  "Little puffer fish, have you reconciled with your big devil?"

   "Does this still need to be said? The big devil can attract two colonies of bees by looking at her expression! Buzz!"

  Luo Xin seemed to just laugh, not talking.

  "Don’t you like to drink ice? How did you learn from us old guys? Drink tea?"

  Luo Xin seemed to have connected the hot water, and shook the tea from in front of them a few times.

   "Jin Jun eyebrows."

  Zhong reminded and Mr. Ali looked confused, Alice added after she left:

   "My brother likes to drink Jin Jun Mei. He Xuan's Jin Jun Mei was the best in the teahouse, and the tea artist who matched Jin Jun Mei is also the most handsome and beautiful."

  It turns out that this dog food was sprinkled, unexpectedly.

  Luo Xin seemed to carry this cup of Jin Jun eyebrows to his office, because yesterday's medicinal strength was relatively strong, when he was resting, he was still holding his temples and had a headache and nausea.

   "Drink some tea."

   Blow the tea gently, the ripples on the tea soup, the golden tea soup is accompanied by the fragrance of Jin Jun’s eyebrows, and she, a person like the sun.

"thanks."

   "If you have a headache, let's pause for a while, I don't think you look good."

   "The side effects of the drug, it's okay, I'm used to it."

   Getting used to the word makes Luo Xin seem helpless. How much effort did he use to get used to the side effects of the drugs? Every day I restrain my emotions, accept calculations from my father, mother, brothers and sisters, and have to retreat. How many toxins of family affection have been suppressed?

   took her tea and smelled the tea scent hardly. The elegant scent matched her light pink clothes today. He managed to squeeze a smile for her. He said it was the fragrance of red sleeves.

   finally made her laugh, and continued to work with the side effects, headache and nausea after drinking tea.

It was still the meeting at Jiuxi Guild Hall. After the break, I was still full of emotions and continued unfinished topics. It was Luo Xin's time. Her answer represented the opinions of the chief designer. All around Qingming, the meeting room was silent, even Chen Chen Put away the phone and wait for her to speak.

   "In fact, our discussions are all without physical performance. The current plan can only be a set of ideal modeling. Let's start with their core culture and see how to carry it forward."

   "BINGO!"

  Mr. Ali raised his eyebrows and looked at Alice. The classic is the traditional, and the national style is also the world. It is to adhere to the core traditional values. Regardless of the wind, I am a never old pine.

  Alice sighed. She insisted that if Jiuxi came to the Greater Bay Area, it would be meaningless if it were still designed with the Suzhou garden set. If you want to go to the traditional Jiuxi Guild Hall, you will not fly to the Greater Bay Area. What they want to show is the down-to-earth side of Jiuxi.

   "I haven't finished talking, you two are quarreling again."

  Alice shrugged, Mr. Ali raised his chubby hand to signal Luo Xinsi to continue.

"I read the information of Huizhi Village. This place is an ancient village. The development is now led by the high-tech zone. The commercial development of the ancient village must be a gimmick based on history. I think Jiuxi also likes this, but Jiuxi is in The Gusu set is bound to be inconsistent with our Lingnan. I think we can take advantage of Lingnan’s project to pack. And I checked. The place they chose is next to the ancestral hall. It used to be a man of insight in that village to commemorate his wife. Xianguan."

  "What are the advantages of Lingnan? Is it still using a penthouse?"

   "No, I personally think that the history of Lingnan is Zhuji Lane."

   "Zhu Ji Alley?"

They looked at each other. The most famous ancestral hall in Zhuji Alley is the ancestral hall of each family. Lingnan’s clan concept is very strong. The local people think that the ancestral ancestors are built. Modernity and tradition are combined. Inheritance of the past.

Xu Jun kept staring at her. The ancestral halls in Zhuji Alley and the ancestral halls in Lingnan were the same as the places he had visited two days ago. Those ancestral temples and ancestral halls are things portrayed in the genes of these local people. On the first fifteenth day, To celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, you must go back. Not many people can understand this journey of finding roots, but they are indeed inheriting a culture.

  He doesn't know how much inspiration his family's ancestral hall has given her, but the little girl's thinking development ability is indeed very satisfactory.

Not only Xu Jun, Alice’s eyes stared like bronze bells. This girl really dare to say, Nanxiong Zhuji Alley, Lingnan Ancestral Hall, this sentence points directly to the place Xu Jun went back two days ago, this girl, she ate Xiongxin Leopard dared to sprinkle salt on Xu Jun's wound.

There was another silence. To be honest, Luo Xin didn't seem to know if this method would work. She had never designed a modern ancestral hall, but the inspiration came and couldn't stop it. She always thought of the injustice Xu Jun suffered. The treatment she can think of Xu's ancestral hall, maybe it is precisely because of daily thinking that she will speak out her copy without thinking.

"My copy is: Zhuji for every word. The physical books sold at Jiuxi Guild Hall are actually sentiments, regardless of whether they are writing or reading. In my heart, Zhuji Lane is also the history of Lingnan. If we deepen this concept, it will naturally resonate."

  Mr. Ali grumbled for a while, and he finally understood something.

  "I see! Jiuxi often organizes signing events for well-known writers. Your intention is not to consume book customers, but writers who come to hold the signing event! Their novels are beautiful and beautiful!"

  Luo Xin seemed to smile and nodded. In the past, bookstores gave customers comfort. What Luo Xin wanted to create was to be friendly to the author, with different footholds and different copywriting. Liyi is also the core business of Jiuxi. It is the author of best-selling and best-selling books. Authors output text, give them an environment they want, and a shelf for their favorite books. The author's book is the author's entire world.

  (End of this chapter)