Lure your wife into your arms: Mysterious husband is the richest man

Chapter 262 He is her idol

Two days later.

Jiang Wan came back from dinner and found that she had lost her tablet. She searched over and over again at her work station but could not find it. The submission deadline for the semi-finals was tomorrow morning.

She had no choice but to go to the monitoring room to take a look when Li Xin asked, "Wanwan, what are you looking for?"

"Tablet, it's the one I usually use for work."

"Where did you put it?"

"It's just on the table."

"You can't put it on the table. Did you forget to put it somewhere else?"

"It's impossible. I keep my tablet on the table and won't put it anywhere else."

"Then where can we go?" Li Xin muttered and went to the bathroom.

Jiang Wan asked around her colleagues, but none of them saw her. Just when she was going to the monitoring room, Li Xin's voice rang again, "Wan Wan, come here."

She was anxious, but she got over it, "I'm just going to the monitoring room to take a look, please tell me quickly."

"I think I found your tablet."

"Where?" Jiang Wan's eyes lit up.

"You will know after... come with me."

Li Xin took her into the bathroom and pointed to the dirty bucket in the corner for mopping the floor, "Look... is that your tablet?"

Jiang Wan looked at the bucket and saw a flat plate. Her heart sank suddenly, but she also felt a little lucky.

She walked over, picked it up and looked at it carefully, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

It was really hers. She dropped her tablet once and a small piece of the screen in the upper left corner was broken. She remembered it clearly.

If soaked in dirty water, it should be unusable.

She bit her lip and pressed it with trembling fingertips, but the screen was completely black and there was no response at all.

She pressed it several times, but it was still the same.

It's over, completely broken!
All her other manuscripts were backed up to her computer, but she had just finished drawing the one for the competition.

The deadline for submission was tomorrow morning, but she had no manuscript.

It's too late to repaint now.

Seeing Jiang Wan staring at the tablet with a pale and weak face, Li Xin asked worriedly, "Wanwan, are you okay? Don't worry, it's probably water damage. Send it to the repair shop and it will be repaired in a few days."

"How many days? It's too late."

"How about asking him to hurry up?"

"I'm going to ask." Jiang Wan pursed her lips and ran out. She wiped the tablet dry and took a taxi to the nearest repair shop, but the master told her that the tablet had been soaked in water for too long and parts needed to be replaced. He didn't have it in the store, so he had to buy it online, which would take three or four days anyway.

She went to several repair shops and got the same answer. Finally, she was desperate and returned to the company in despair.

Since it can't be repaired, it can only be repainted.

She took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, picked up the pen, and started drawing from memory.

She was busy until nine o'clock in the evening, but she was in a very bad state due to anxiety and could not draw that feeling no matter how much she drew. After the tenth manuscript was torn into pieces by her, she collapsed completely, lying on her desk and crying.

She was the only one in the huge office, and no matter how dazzling the incandescent light was, it couldn't warm her heart.

Lu Jingchen left the company, and before getting in the car, he glanced up in the direction of Jiang Wan's office. Seeing that it was still on, he frowned slightly and asked, "Who in the design department is working overtime?"

Assistant Xu shook his head, "I don't know." "I'll go up and take a look. You wait for me here."

Lu Jingchen returned to the company and took the elevator to the design department. When he opened the door, he saw Jiang Wan lying on the desk, crying very sadly, his thin and slender shoulders shaking, and his dark eyes showed distress.

He has known her for so long, and he has never seen her cry so sadly. She has always been a strong girl. She never shed a tear when she was locked up in the basement of Jiang's house and tortured. So what happened to make her collapse so much?Who messed with her?

He squinted his eyes, his eyes cold and cold.

"What happened?" The man's low, vaguely concerned voice reached her ears, and Jiang Wan stopped crying immediately.

She wiped the tears on her face, feeling extremely embarrassed. She never expected that he would still be there at this hour. She took a deep breath, calmed down and raised her eyelids to look at him.

Her eyes were red, with tears glistening in them, like a pitiful rabbit that had been bullied. It was hard not to feel pity for him, "Let me ask you, why are you crying like this?"

Jiang Wan sobbed and told the story. The more she talked, the sadder she became and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

She mustered up the courage to participate in this design competition. The two design drafts were also the work of her hard work. She was really unwilling to lose her qualifications!
"Have you seen the surveillance? Do you know who did it?"

"I don't care." Jiang Wan wiped her tears and shook her head.

Lu Jingchen looked at the pieces of manuscript paper that were shattered on the floor, and understood in his heart, "Don't cry first, calm down, tell me about your entry this time, and I will help you recover."

"Is it really possible?" Jiang Wan's eyes were filled with hope, but she was still a little unsure.

"What? Don't you believe me?" Lu Jingchen raised the corner of his mouth, walked to her side, and picked up the manuscript paper and pen.

Seeing the confident smile on his face, Jiang Wan also remembered that he had a doctorate in design. She felt a little more at ease and shook her head, "No."

"Let's get started, don't waste time."

"Okay." Jiang Wan took a deep breath, stated his design concept and thoughts, and then sketched out the general outline.

Lu Jingchen sent a message to Assistant Xu, asking him to go back first while he stayed here to work overtime with her.

The two completed the work while chatting. Under his guidance, Jiang Wan calmed down and gradually returned to his best state. Inspiration that had never appeared before even flashed in his mind to design the work more perfectly. .

Time passed unconsciously, and by the time they finished the work, there was a slight light on the horizon.

"Finally done!" Jiang Wan transferred the manuscript paper to the computer, made a copy, stretched, rubbed his sore neck and sighed.

"Go to a nearby hotel to rest for a while." Lu Jingchen looked at the time. It was after four o'clock, and he could still sleep for a while.

"Yeah." It was a good thing that he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Jiang Wan suddenly felt very sleepy, yawning continuously, and her whole body was very tired and sore.

She got up and followed Lu Jingchen into the elevator. Seeing how energetic he was, she asked enviously, "Mr. Lu, aren't you sleepy or tired?"

He said calmly, "I'm used to it."

Jiang Wan remembered that he did tell her that he only slept a small amount of time every night.

Sure enough, no one can succeed casually. What kind of perseverance does it take to have such a body that has been overloaded with work for ten years?It's simply more steel than steel, it's really not ordinary.

He is simply a role model for their career batch!Idol!
Jiang Wan looked at him with bright eyes, full of stars.

Lu Jingchen felt her gaze and raised his eyelids to look at her. Seeing her appearance, he felt great joy in his heart but also a little embarrassed.

No one had ever looked at him like this since he was in the wheelchair.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" He lowered his head and asked with a smile.

"I think you are so awesome. You will be my role model and idol from now on. I will work hard like you and make a name for myself in the jewelry design world of the Imperial Capital!" Jiang Wan clenched his fists and said boldly.

"Role model? Idol?" Lu Jingchen was startled, and the smile on his lips was a little bitter.

(End of this chapter)