After watching, Fang Keyi put her hands on the project.

Shan Yiqian licked her lower lip and asked with a slight nervousness, "Editor Fang, do you think it's OK?"

Fang Keyi said: "I am very satisfied, including the last project rejected by Z Yan, which I think is very good."

Hearing this, Shan Yiqian smiled slightly.

Fang Keyi continued: "But you have seen it too, z Yan's requirements may be relatively high.

This project will still have to be seen after he has finished his observation.”

"yes."

"Okay, wait a moment."

As he said that, Fang Keyi took out her cell phone and called Wen Xu.

"Okay, OK, I get it."

After looking up at Shan Yiqian, he hung up the thread.

"Yiqian, have you been to Z Yan's house?"

It can be heard that Fang Keyi's surprise in her tone was not a little bit.

Shan Yiqian explained: "I have been there once. Because of the project, I have seen Z Yan's paintings."

"so."

Nodding, Fang Keyi said, "Z Yan asked you to send the curatorial plan to him now, and he will be at home now."

Before going to Gu Fang’s mansion, Shan Yiqian went to the supermarket to buy fresh cherries.

One hand has a briefcase filled with a new curation plan and the other hand is a cherry.

What is this?

Bribery him?

Thinking of this, Shan Yiqian couldn't help but smile.

OK, it's actually.

He likes cherries so much, and hopes that after eating them, he can show mercy to her.

In fact, about the previous curatorial plan, Shan Yiqian really doesn’t know what the problem is.

His rejection seemed inexplicable and even a little childish.

I don't know if it's her illusion.

Suddenly I thought, could it be because she didn't agree to stay at his house last time?

She still remembered that she insisted on leaving at that time, and Z Yan's expression was not very good.

Then the next second, Shan Yiqian rejected her idea again.

What and what.

That's z-word, how is that possible?

Taking a deep breath, she stood in front of the gate.

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

Not long after, someone came to open the door, which was warm.

Holding one hand on the door frame, Wen Xu smiled and said, "Ms. Shan, here you are."

Shan Yiqian responded with a smile, "Mr. Wen."

He moved aside and Wen Xu said, "Come in."

After saying that, his eyes fell on Dan Yiqian's hand, "Have you bought another cherry?"

For no reason, Shan Yiqian felt a little embarrassed.

After laughing, she stepped into the door.

Wen Xu followed her, side by side with her, and said, "Yes, this idea is good.

Z Yan likes cherries, maybe this can really impress him."

"Uh, I don't mean that."

"It doesn't matter."

Looking at Wen Xu's expression, Shan Yiqian realized that he was joking.

He walked to the garden door with Shan Yiqian, Wen Xu turned his head towards the garden, "Hey, he is inside, you go in."

"Well, thank you Mr. Wen."

"No thanks, I wish you success.

It’s not ordinary difficult for us to talk about, right?”

As he said that, Wen Xu blinked at Shan Yiqian.

Shan Yiqian chuckled, feeling relaxed, and couldn't help but thank the warm and lively atmosphere.

Pushing open the garden door, Shan Yiqian looked at the man with his back facing him and focused on watering the flowers.

He was wearing comfortable home clothes and slippers on his feet, and his whole body exuded an extremely gentle temperament.

He is actually not very old, so why does he feel like an old cadre?

There is always a maturity that is not in line with age, and even old age.

However, it's quite cute.

After thinking a little bit, Shan Yiqian called him, "Mr. z Yan?"

When he heard the action of watering flowers, he turned around.

He went against the light, and she couldn't see his expression clearly, but she was also cold and cold.

"Um."

Put down what was in his hand and walked over.

Standing in front of Shan Yiqian, his eyes drooped and landed on her right hand.

Shan Yiqian wanted to laugh a little, but she held it back.

Z Yan unnaturally moved his eyes away, looked elsewhere, and asked coldly: "Has the curatorial plan been completed?"

"Yes, Editor-in-Chief Fang asked me to take it over for you to take a look."

"Um."

"That?"

Z Yan passed by her and walked into the room, saying, "Come in and see."

Shan Yiqian quickly followed, and as he passed by the kitchen, he suddenly stopped.

Shan Yiqian also stopped quickly and almost ran into him.

Pointing to the kitchen, he said, “Go and wash.”

Shan Yiqian: "..." He said cherries.

He wants to eat.

Purging his lips, Shan Yiqian responded and carried the cherry into the kitchen.

When he heard the sound of water flowing inside, his eyes gradually softened.

On the sofa in the living room, Wen Xu was browsing his cell phone. When he saw Z Yan coming in, he smiled and said, "Where is Miss Shan?"

Z Yan said nothing, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Wen Xu put down his cell phone and whispered: "After all, I'm a girl, you're almost OK, don't make things too difficult for others.

I thought the last project was pretty good, I really don’t know where you are not satisfied with it.”

After he finished speaking, he attracted a look of unfriendly eyes.

Suddenly, Wen Xu raised his hands and laughed and said surrenderingly, "Okay, okay, I know, I shut up, can I shut up?

Mr. Jiang, do whatever you want."

As he was talking, Shan Yiqian was here.

She was holding a fruit tray in her hand, which contained washed cherries.

Wen Xu held back his smile and glanced at Z Yan.

Together, our Young Master Jiang regarded him as a little maid and ordered him to wash fruits.

Wait until Dan Yiqian put the cherry on the coffee table, Wen Xu was the first to reach out.

But before his finger touched the cherry, he was slapped open.
To be continued...