The next second, Mei Xuejian suddenly slumped onto the table too, doing the same thing as Lu Hui, looking as if to say, "I wanna listen to you too."
Lu Hui, Ding Ruola, Jiang Chen: "..."
After listening to Ding Ruola's explanation, Lu Hui, who instantly felt her IQ had soared by 180 points, said, "I still don't quite get it... I'll study it later!"
Mei Xuejian and Jiang Chen beside them, however, looked deep in thought.
Ding Ruola: "..."
"Mr. Crowe, these are the three design drafts we've come up with this time. Please feel free to give us any suggestions."
Ding Ruola was wearing a black-and-white checked shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. She was pouring a glass of milk beside Clodia's hospital bed.
When Clodia saw the design draft designed by Ding Ruola, a glint flashed across his blue eyes like a gentle wave on a lake. "Who designed this one?"
"Oh, it's me. Please see if there's anything that needs improvement." Ding Ruola was extremely sincere.
Clodia couldn't help but take a second look at the girl in front of him. Apart from her outstanding looks, this girl seemed quite ordinary and there was nothing special about her.
But this kind of design style... He had only seen it once at last year's European Chief Designers' Association.
It was the work that won the first prize.
Clodia was extremely excited. "This design draft is perfect. Do you know Mr. Percy from the European Chief Designers' Association? Your design style is very similar to his! Are you his apprentice?"
"Uh, I guess I know Percy." Ding Ruola thought for a while before finally picturing the man in her mind.
"No wonder! Your master is actually Mr. Percy! Mr. Percy is an elder of the European Chief Designers' Association. He's super amazing! I even tried to be his apprentice last time but failed!"
Clodia was obviously very excited. His eyes sparkled like two brilliant sapphires as he danced with joy.
Half a month had passed and his wound was healing very quickly. The doctor said he might fully recover next month.
Ding Ruola beside him felt a bit embarrassed. She rubbed her nose and let out a soft "oh".
When she got back to the studio, Ding Ruola's phone rang.
It was a deep male voice. "Hello. May I speak to Miss Ding Ruola?"
Ding Ruola looked at the caller ID on the screen and was stunned for a moment.
An international call?
"Yes, I'm Ding Ruola. May I ask what you want?"
"Hello, I'm Gu Tingjun, the eldest son of the Gu family. I'd like to discuss the matter of the Gu family's garden with you."
The man's voice was weak and somewhat ethereal, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness or had been sick for a long time.
"Okay. May I ask where you are now?"
"Coffee shop No. 24 on Jingcheng Road 1." The man's words were concise but his tone was weak.
Jiang Chen, who was discussing something beside Ding Ruola, obviously heard it too. She raised her eyebrows when she looked at Ding Ruola. "Gu Tingjun?"
"Huh? Do you know him?" Ding Ruola was a bit surprised.
"Yes. He's the eldest son of the Gu family. He's been in poor health since childhood. He's always sickly. I don't know what kind of person he is."
"However, wasn't this order always handled by Miss Gu Qianxue?"
Jiang Chen was a bit surprised.
It was rumored that the two siblings didn't get along well though they seemed harmonious on the surface.
Why would they reconcile for an order now?
Ding Ruola felt a bit embarrassed. It was originally Gu Qianxue who was in charge.
But after what had happened, it would definitely be awkward for them to meet again! The project was almost finished and it couldn't be stopped after all.
It would be good to change the person in charge of the project handover.
"Coming with me?" Jiang Chen put on the coat hanging beside her.
"Sure."
Ding Ruola also put on a thicker coat. It was getting colder, which meant the summer vacation was about to end and her Bishuang would be back...
It seemed that the Coffee Shop No. 24 had been booked out.
Located in the busiest area of Jingcheng, it was usually bustling with people. But now it was deserted.
There was only a man sitting by the window. There was also a bodyguard-like person standing beside him.
The man looked extremely frail and sickly.
He was wearing a grayish-white overcoat and a gray-and-white checked scarf around his neck, covering himself tightly.
His face had a pale, sickly beauty. Even his eyes looked gentle and weak.
But Ding Ruola didn't know why she felt that this man seemed a bit cold.
"Hello, Young Master Gu."
"Just call me Gu Tingjun." The man smiled gently. Even the gentle breeze of February seemed to bow down to his charm.
"What would you like to drink?" Due to his weak body, Gu Tingjun nodded slightly and spoke feebly.
"A cup of milk tea will do."
"A cup of coffee."
Ding Ruola and Jiang Chen said in unison.
"Well, the contract term is almost up. How's your design going?" Gu Tingjun raised his eyebrows slightly.
The contract stipulated a deadline of only ten-odd days. It was Ding Ruola herself who proposed it.
Normally, it would take at least a month for someone to design a large-scale garden project.
Gu Tingjun was eager to see the result designed by this confident designer.
"Well, please take a look at the first draft of this design. Our team has come up with three versions. It will take two more days to finish the whole plan."
Ding Ruola didn't argue with him about what to call him. She took out several documents from her briefcase.
Gu Tingjun took the documents and looked through them carefully. He spent a bit more time on Ding Ruola's design draft and his eyes lit up.
He looked up and glanced at Ding Ruola, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Are you the designer of this one?"
"Yes." Ding Ruola rubbed her nose.
Seeing that he was interested, Ding Ruola gave him a detailed explanation from all aspects.
Gu Tingjun just stared at her quietly.
"She can compete with him..." Gu Tingjun suddenly said casually. He took a small sip of the coffee in his cup and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"What?" Ding Ruola was a bit confused.
"Nothing. Wish our cooperation a success. See you in Europe in two days."
Gu Tingjun slowly got up. There was almost a whole cup of coffee left.
With a smile on his face, he reached out his hand to Ding Ruola.
"Haha, see you later..." After shaking hands with Gu Tingjun, Ding Ruola finally felt what zero-degree body temperature was like.
It was so cold!
Gu Tingjun had already left.
Jiang Chen sitting beside her still had a complicated look in her eyes.
Ding Ruola's language was easy to understand and concise. Every sentence hit the point. She was a master at negotiation and an outstanding designer.
Even Jiang Chen, who was always unruly, was deeply impressed by Ding Ruola at this moment.
No wonder she was Mr. Fang's wife. While admiring her, for some reason, Jiang Chen's eyes were tinged with a touch of loneliness.
[Baby, wanna have lunch together? Should I cook at home and wait for you to come back?] A text message from Fang Siyan popped up on Ding Ruola's phone.
Ding Ruola looked at it and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.