Chapter 101 101, Fifth Uncle, Do You Have a Headache?

"Thank you." Song Li sighed softly, "Fifth Master is blind, and lives a simple life. Work has almost become his entire life, and he works endlessly."

Shu Xin didn't speak, but there was a slight ripple in her heart.

Song Li led Shu Xin into the president's office, poured her a glass of water and then retreated.

Huo Yanqing gently pushed the documents on the desk to the opposite side, "Miss Shu, check to see if the contract is satisfactory, and you can bring up any dissatisfaction."

Shu Xin opened the file folder and began to look at the contract. The more she looked, the more something was wrong. She raised her head and looked at Huo Yanqing with surprise, "Uncle Wu, your terms... are very good."

"Um?"

"I've said before that the planning proposal and the design drawing are just in exchange for a chance to cooperate with the Huo Group and Lankang Company, and I didn't think that I would get any compensation from it personally."

"You deserve it." Huo Yanqing pinched the center of his brows lightly with his slender fingertips, and continued: "If your planning and design drawings do not satisfy me, I will not negotiate with Lankang Company for any other reason. Cooperation."

What he said was rational and somewhat impersonal.

But Shu Xin didn't feel disgusted, but felt a little happy.

Shu Xin used to think that Huo Yanqing was more or less accommodating to her in helping him out at the bar, but now he only agreed to cooperate because the plan and design satisfied him.

In other words, her ability has been affirmed by Huo Yanqing.

Shu Xin appreciates Huo Yanqing's businesslike attitude.

But the reward of 300,000 yuan is too high!

Shu Xin accepts an interior design order on the Internet for only two to three thousand yuan. Some customers are particularly satisfied with the design drawings and will give a little more, up to four thousand yuan at most.

Even in her previous life, Shu Xin worked as an architectural designer assistant in Delong Company for three years, and her monthly salary only rose to 10,000 in the last year.

But Huo Yanqing's price was 300,000, which was beyond her imagination.

Shu Xin asked softly: "Uncle Wu, is the remuneration too high?"

"Your plans and design drawings are worth the price."

Shu Xin didn't say anything more, since Huo Yanqing gave her such affirmation, she can only be worthy of his price if she works hard to do a good job in this project in the future.

Shu Xin quickly read the contract and turned to the last page. Party A had already signed it. Huo Yanqing's three characters were strong and powerful, and the style of writing was just like his own, exuding a sense of tranquility and composure.

Shu Xin signed her name at Party B, and then handed over the contract, "It's signed." When he looked up at Huo Yanqing, he propped his forehead with one hand, and there seemed to be a slight twitch between his slightly frowned brows. Tired, and seemed to be enduring something.

Shu Xin remembered Song Li's words about Huo Yanqing's discomfort, and asked worriedly: "Uncle Wu, do you have a headache?"

Huo Yanqing responded softly, "En."

"Shall I give you a massage?" Shu Xin almost blurted out, and immediately regretted it.

Huo Yanqing doesn't like women approaching him. When an actress touches his face, he can remove her arm. She goes to give him a massage. The forehead and temple are all parts of the face. Will he just chop her off? hand?

Huo Yanqing raised his brows lightly, his voice slightly surprised, "Huh?"

"I... I didn't want to touch your face... no... I mean... I have no other meaning..." Shu Xin was nervous and flustered, some words didn't express her meaning, she clenched her palms hard, and jumped My heart calmed down a little, "My massage technique is not bad, I want to make you feel better, I thank you for upholding justice for me at school yesterday, but if you don't want to..."