Chapter 430

Chen fei'er didn't expect the plot to turn so fast. She holds Rong Qian's hand tightly and opens her mouth to say something. However, she is interrupted by Rong Qian again. "With this opportunity, you will succeed. I wish you well."

"And you? What do you do? " Chen Fei Er asks anxiously, her hand tightly grasps Rong shallow hand.

She knows what Rong Qian gives up, what she gives up is her own design career. She may be buried in the river forever because of this.

Rong Qian showed a faint smile and said, "well, to tell you the truth, my motivation to learn this is pure, and my motivation to be a designer is pure, so I think you need it more than me, and you will succeed."

Chen fei'er has no reason to refuse, but thanks to Rong Qian with tears.

Rong Qian gently patted Chen fei'er on the shoulder, turned his head to look at Xiao Mo Han and said, "well, this matter has been solved. If there is nothing wrong, we will go first and don't disturb Xiao's work."

Xiao Mohan got up gracefully and showed his first smile today. "Of course, I asked the Secretary to send Miss Chen out. Miss Rong, please stay. I have something else to ask you."

Anything else? Rong Qian frowns at Xiao Mohan, he says so high sounding, but Rong Qian doesn't think he really has anything else.

But Chen fei'er didn't know. She took a look at Xiao Mohan and rongqian, "well, I'll go first, Xiaoqian. I'll see you at school."

Then he opened the door and went out.

As soon as Chen fei'er leaves, there are only Rong Qian and Xiao Mohan in the office.

Xiao Mo looks at Rong shallow, but doesn't speak. When Rong shallow is annoyed by him, he slowly comes forward and stands in front of Rong shallow's son.

"How about Xiaoqian?" Shomo said, pointing around the office.

Rong Qian followed his fingers and looked around the office, but he still didn't understand what he meant.

Xiao Mohan is a little worried, "how about the layout of the office?"

Rong shallow a little depressed, he told himself to stay, just to see the layout of the office?

Although a little depressed, but still look around the office, this time she found a problem.

In front of everything is so familiar, here she did not come, but there is a kind of feeling.

After a closer look, I found that the layout of the whole office was based on the direction of my childhood.

What was that time? Probably when Rong Qian was ten and Xiao Mohan was thirteen.

Rong Qian's father moved to a new office. The two of them went to visit together. In the office where his father had not finished the decoration, they talked about the decoration design of the office. At that time, Rong Qian put forward his own ideas.

I remember that at that time, Xiao Mohan drew a design sketch according to Rong Qian's idea, but later it was not adopted by Rong's father, and Rong Qian was still a little lost at that time.

I didn't expect that after so many years, Xiao Mohan still remembered it and really turned it into reality.

Xiao Mo Han saw that Rong shallow had recognized the reason, and his eyes were a little proud, "how about it?"

"At that time, didn't you say it was a bit silly?" Rong Qian takes a look at Xiao Mohan and feels embarrassed. She walks slowly to the French window and staggers Xiao Mohan's line of sight.

Xiao Mohan looked at Rong Qian's back standing in front of the window. After a pause, he said, "that's because Uncle Rong's office is a little small. It's not suitable to put it in this way. But it's different here. You can put it in any way, and your design can fill it here. It's not so empty and good."

Rong Qian took a look at Xiao Mohan, and then he stopped looking out of the window. He didn't speak any more. The office was quiet, and the atmosphere was solidifying.

"By the way, if you want to see me, it won't be the only thing." Before the air condensed into embarrassment, Rong shallow said.

Xiao Mo Han frowned, what he left was really this matter, but looking at Rong Qian's appearance, he didn't seem to be surprised by it at all, so he didn't think it was necessary to mention it. It seems that memory really only exists in his memory.

"Well, I want to ask you why you are so tolerant to Chen fei'er." Xiao Mohan walks slowly to Rong Qian, shifts the topic and asks.

This time, Rong Qian didn't feel uncomfortable because of Xiao Mohan's approach. Maybe her attention was attracted by his problems.

Rong Qian was silent for a moment, and said: "I knew that Phil's family condition was not good, but I knew that she didn't provide help. Maybe that's the reason why she would do it today."

Xiao Mohan did not agree, "there are a lot of people with poor families, not all of them will go bad."

Rong Qian nodded slightly and said, "yes, you're right, but if I had offered a helping hand, she would not have developed to this stage, would she?"

"That's not necessarily. If your heart is broken, you can't stop it."

"It's not absolute. Phil is not bad. She's just driven by life. I'm different from her. I don't have so much pressure.""Then you don't want to succeed?" Xiao Mo Han asked.

Rong Qian's eyes turned out of the window again. After a short silence, she said again, "I just thought about what success I want."

"What kind of success do you want?"

"The success I want is not superior. The success I wanted originally is just to be the best of myself, to be a person worthy of the people I love, not a successful fashion designer."

Rong Qian turned his eyes and looked at Xiao Mohan, "so, from the beginning, I was the one who was not good at heart. I just wanted to use fame and wealth to stand beside the people I love, so I think Phil is the one who should be successful."

Xiao Mohan quietly listened to Rong Qian's words. After she finished, he quietly looked at her for a while. Before meeting, he felt that Rong Qian was different from what he remembered. Now he really found out the difference.

When he was a child, Rong Qian always followed him. He was used to the tail behind him, so it was inevitable to ignore it. When he found out, he had a different idea. Driven by that idea, he was more often thinking about how to get rid of his tail.

But today, after such a thing, Xiao Mohan found that the follower in her memory had already grown up, and even the person she followed was not herself.

Xiao Mohan turned his eyes and looked out of the window like Rong Qian. There was a loss in his eyes, which made his heart sour.