se five years.Leng Zhuxi was stunned, staring at Ji Siyan. He hadn't expected her to be so understanding.If it were to be [name], would [name] accept"Are you willing to accept death" Leng Zhucheng sti...Such pain, tinged with a hint of bitterness, seemed to spread from her stomach to Liang Yimo's heart.

Could it be motion sickness

Liang Yimo didn't think much of it. Seeing that she was about to reach her destination, she got off a stop early. Perhaps, after walking for a while, she would feel more comfortable.

In order to design the best office decoration drawings, Liang Yimo spent the last two days not only searching for information online but also using her lunch break to go to the city library and browse through the works of foreign interior design masters.

Only through continuous learning and innovation can one gradually grow in their career.

As for the hijacking and explosion she had seen on the mobile TV in the bus that day, she had been too busy with work to pay any further attention to it.

Liang Yimo knew her academic qualifications were low, and her colleagues at the company looked down on her. Therefore, she wanted to prove that her abilities were no worse than theirs through her own efforts.

After work, Liang Yimo went home to cook dinner for her brother Liang Xiangru and his wife Tang Qianxi. She only took a rice ball with her and ran back to the company to continue working overtime.

Combining her own research with the new CEO's demanding requirements, Liang Yimo spent nearly half a month finalizing the initial design.

However, what worried Liang Yimo was that she had fallen into a creative bottleneck and could no longer see the flaws in her designs.

For a designer, falling into this kind of state is truly awful!

When Liang Yimo was racking her brains over this matter, a person suddenly came to mind.

That is —— Cold Noon Scene!

Although he is an architect, he must also have knowledge about interior design. Why not go ask him for advice He might be able to give you some pointers.

Liang Yimo thought of this, so after work that day, she went home and cooked dinner. She left a note for her brother and sister-in-law, then immediately took her design drawings to Leng Zhulang's house on the top floor.

She pressed the doorbell at Leng Zhujing's house for a long time, but no one opened the door for her. She could only hold the design drawings in her hands and squat by the door waiting.

After the ceiling light in the hallway flickered on and then automatically turned off, Liang Yimo coughed lightly. The ceiling light flickered on again.

Thus, back and forth, she paced outside the door, lost in thought about the contents of her design. Let me know if you'd like to translate any more text!

Until the elevator pinged, Liang Yimo walked towards it with a face full of joy.

The elevator door had just opened, and her appearance startled Leng Zhüjing who was walking out of the elevator.

"It's you, little miss!" Leng Zhujing said with a smile.

Liang Yimo smiled slightly, her two eyes, like white crescents in the night sky, were beautiful.

She greeted softly, “Good evening!”

"Good evening!" Leng Zhujing walked out of the elevator and stood before Liang Yimo. He looked down at this girl who was only up to his chest, saw that she was holding drawings in her arms, and kindly asked, "Yimo, is there something you need from me"

Liang Yimo nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at grains.

Leng Zhuling pulled out his keys from his pocket while gently saying to Liang Yimo, "Let's go inside and talk."

"Great!" Liang Yimo said, a little impatiently.

She followed Leng Zhucheng, and before even entering the house, she began sketching out her designs.

Leng Zhuxi listened patiently as she explained.

A studious and ambitious girl, she had no reason to refuse.

After entering the house, Leng Zhujing led Liang Yimo into the study. Liang Yimo then spread her design drawings on the desk for him to see her design ideas and concepts.

Leng Zhjing glanced at the icon and realized Liang Yimo was designing his older brother Leng Yeshen's office.

Grandfather intended to retire and let his eldest son take over the management of Leng Group. He had heard about it long ago.

Leng Zhjing glanced again at the ten pages of requirements Big Brother Leng Yeshen had put forward for his own office. He couldn't help but chuckle.

At a glance, he knew his elder brother was doing it on purpose.

And, such decoration requirements were half his grandfather's idea.

“I think floor-to-ceiling windows are meant to broaden one's horizons, so there's no need to design a tea area beside them. Besides, there's a rooftop outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Instead, you could design an observation area on the rooftop. On a winter afternoon, you could even sunbathe there. If you have to work late at night, after tiring yourself out, you can enjoy the night sky here.” Leng Zhujing smiled and said.

Liang Yimo suddenly felt that his idea was good. This rich person! They really know how to enjoy life!

"Also, the bookshelf design here isn't very practical. You could design an automatic retractable ladder on this side of the bookshelf. When you need it, pull it out and step onto it to reach the books on top. When you don't need it, just press a button and it retracts automatically. This meets the homeowner's requirement for convenience without being obstructive." Leng Zhujing continued.

Indeed, poverty limited her imagination.

Liang Yimo couldn't believe it when she learned about the automatic retractable stairs built into the bookshelf. She exclaimed in surprise and delight, "Besides adding anti-slip strips to the steps, can I also make them with uneven patterns Then, while I'm taking books from the shelves, I could also get a foot massage."

"That's a pretty good idea!" Leng Zhujing nodded in approval.

"Then I'll draw patterns using acupuncture, that way, it can also massage the acupoints on the soles of the feet." Liang Yimo smiled as she shared her idea.

Leng Zhucheng couldn't help but exclaim, "You know acupuncture"

Liang Yimo blushed and scratched her head, replying, "I'm not very knowledgeable! It's just that when I was little, I saw my grandmother's chart of human acupoints."

"I see you're quite a sly one!" Leng Zhujing said with a smile.

Liang Yimo mischievously squinted and smiled.

Next, Leng Zhuding patiently explained while Liang Yimo carefully took notes.

"Huh What kind of pattern is this I've never seen it before, it's beautiful." Leng Zhujing picked up one of the design drawings and discovered that there were four unique decorative edges at the corners of the cabinet.

Liang Yimo glanced at it and couldn't help but proudly introduce: "This is the totem of our Miao people, symbolizing good fortune, happiness, and abundant wealth!"

"You're a Miao girl, aren't you!" Leng Zhujing sighed. "No wonder you can sing so well!"

"Haha! I'll keep dancing!" Liang Yimo raised her hand and cutely made two flower shapes for Leng Zhujing to see.

Leng Zhüjing smiled and said, "Some other time, if you have the chance, wear your Miao-ethnic clothing and dance for me!"

"Okay!" Liang Yimo replied cheerfully.

Getting back to business, Leng Zhuyang picked up the design drawing again and nodded in approval of the location. Then he said, "Well, this totem is pretty good, though it's not quite in line with a super-modern style. But as a decorative border on the cabinet, it looks pretty nice!"

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