The black car stops quietly on the side of the road. The young woman in the car sits on the back seat, with only one third of the window glass falling down. The woman gently lifts her sunglasses on her face, and her eyes quietly gaze at the elegant shop.
Just a few minutes later, she saw with her own eyes that Song Qing was taken into a police car by the police and left.
She twisted her eyebrows slightly. A moment later, a woman in a smoky gray dress floated away, smiling at the customers.
Different from other shopkeepers, she has a special elegant temperament and a bright smile.
Warm and generous, but also not humble, into her shop guests, as if she is a friend in general, very familiar.
"Zheng Ying, this is what you say, the best designer in Shenzhen?"
Xia Zhiwei's voice is soft.
"Yes, last night I inquired with some of my economic colleagues. Now several artists with good taste in Shencheng, such as Han bao'er, are looking for designers in this shop. It's said that this designer came back from France. She used to be the chief designer of Miranda company. She also worked as a secretary in Mr. Mu's company. Her clothes are really excellent. However, it may be that due to the shortage of manpower, we have to customize it half a month to a month in advance... "
Xia Zhiwei twisted her eyebrows slightly.
"Coincidentally, she is the woman who is fighting for custody with Mu Hanchuan, isn't she?"
Just at a glance, Xia Zhiwei recognized her.
Yes, she can recognize her at a glance when she throws this face into the sea of people. After all, there are not many people who are similar to herself in this world.
The last photo on the Internet, in fact, is not very obvious, now see myself, she felt even more surprised.
So much!
For a moment, another person came to her mind.
The darkest secret deeply buried in her heart, the secret that will never be known.
No, it's impossible. There's no chance that child will survive.
She saw the little girl submerged with her own eyes.
"Miss Xia!"
Zheng Ying called several times, Xia Zhiwei suddenly raised her head, "what's the matter?"
"Do you want to customize the skirt you want to wear at the opening ceremony?"
Xia Zhiwei gently wiped the sweat on her nose with a tissue. "What did you say her name was?"
"The leaves are endless!"
"Oh, yes, ye Mianmian... You can go to her and customize it. Don't reveal my identity. In addition, if possible, talk to her as much as possible. I want to know about her life experience and her entanglement with Mu Hanchuan. "
"Don't worry, Miss Xia. It's up to me."
"Go
After Zheng Ying got out of the car, the car started quickly and disappeared in the traffic after a moment.
The business in the afternoon is very hot again.
Ye mianmianmian is very busy, until more than five o'clock, when the meal is about to start, the guests are gradually less up.
Ji Josh went out to buy vegetables. Ye mianmianmian was on duty at the front desk.
She is cleaning up today's sales, and by the way, she lists all the goods that need to be imported tomorrow, and sends them to the factory, so that the factory can arrange personnel to deliver the goods.
In recent days, she has seen several small videos with good traffic. She plans to contact the anchor of these videos and talk about cooperative sales with them.
She was so busy that a slight cough interrupted her thinking.
She looked up and saw a very capable woman standing in front of her.
He has short hair that fits his ears, widens his suit and takes off his trousers. He is carrying a briefcase in his hand. He is somewhat neutral.
"Hello, did you come to see the clothes?"
Ye mianmianmian smiles. The sixth sense tells her that this woman is a bit like a tax collector. It's not like I'm here to buy clothes.
Because the clothes in her shop are very feminine fashion, which is not in line with the woman's aesthetic.
"My name is Zheng Ying... I heard that your clothes are well made. I'd like to try advanced customization..."
"Hello, Miss Zheng. I'm the designer here. My name is ye. Please come inside
There is Xiaowen looking at the shop in front, and ye Mianmian directly invites Zheng Ying to the back lounge, which is relatively private.
Zheng Ying follows ye mianmianmian and looks around all the way.
After entering the lounge, ye mianmianmian makes Zheng Ying a cup of coffee. Zheng Ying takes the coffee, but her eyes are constantly looking at Ye Mianmian.
This face is really like Xia Zhiwei.
Especially at first glance.
It's like a sister.
"Is Miss ye a local?" Zheng Ying sat down, took a magazine, turned it over and asked casually.
Ye mianmianmian is also unprepared, "yes! I'm a native of Shencheng... "
"I heard you worked as a designer in France? When did you go there? "
"Five years ago!"
"Well, does Miss ye have any relatives in Australia?"
Ye Mianmian chuckled, "I'm not afraid to laugh. I really want to go. I heard that the scenery there is good, but it's a pity that I don't have time. Now the shop is too busy to leave. "
"Is Miss Ye alone in running this shop? Didn't the family come to help? "
Zheng Ying seems to be chatting. In fact, she is inquiring about ye mianmianmian. After all, the information she finds on the Internet is very limited.
In addition to the news of her lawsuit with Mu Hanchuan, there is no other news.
"No, I don't have any family now. My parents are not alive..."
"I'm sorry, but you're really a powerful woman."
"By the way, what style do you like..."
Ye mianmianmian opened the picture album of the product and showed it to Zheng Ying, "these are my previous works. Do you have any style you like?"
Zheng Ying originally wanted to know more, but what ye mianmianmian could reveal was only some very simple information, such as the deeper one, she didn't mention anything about the affair with Mu Hanchuan.
After staying here for more than an hour, Zheng Ying placed an order and left in a hurry.
Jijosi stood at the door with a lunch box, a little curious, "this woman is really talkative, asking questions, like a spy."
Ye mianmianmian smiles and doesn't speak. Since she opened the store, she found that many customers like to pry into other people's private lives. Anyway, she is used to it.
However, she also casually dealt with the privacy that should not be disclosed. She would not say a word more.
"Joe, I can get Ali out tomorrow!"
Ye mianmianmian is not interested in anything else now. He just wants to get Qin lie out of prison.
"Well, why don't we open a sprite of '82 to celebrate?" Geoffrey joined in the fun.
At this time, ye Mianmian's mobile phone suddenly rings. She takes a look at the number and quickly makes a hiss action. Jijoshi nods knowingly.
"Hello, manager Zheng! What can I do for you when you call me so late? "
"I'm sorry, Miss ye, that loan can't be given to you!"