Chapter 79

Fine workmanship and bold design.

"Qianchen, don't praise me. If I design well, he won't make trouble for me." Little Yi twisted his little face and sighed.

"Wait, I'll be right back."

Ji Qianchen, holding Yi's clothes, rushed out of the design department.

She didn't take a few steps, but she came back again, which scared several designers.

"By the way, where is he?"

"He is usually in his lounge, room 1314, building B, Star building."

“OK。”

Ji Qianchen nodded and rushed out again.

Several designers who stayed in the office looked at each other.

"Do you think she doesn't look like the president's wife at all?"

"Yes, isn't the president's wife all higher than the sky with her tail cocked, and more arrogant than anyone?"

"Perhaps we are ignorant."

Ji Qianchen carries his clothes and goes all the way to Mubei's personal lounge.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Mubei's hoarse voice came from inside.

She screwed the door open and went in.

Mubei, wearing a bathrobe, leans lazily on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand.

The TV in the room is playing loudly.

Seeing her come in, Mubei put down his glass, raised his legs, and gave her a scornful look: "a husband's wife, breaking into my room in broad daylight, is not afraid of making a scandal?"

"I'm here to talk to you as a designer. This is your dress for the interview."

Ji Qianchen walked over and threw his clothes on his sofa.

Mubei walked over, picked up one of the long autumn clothes and looked at it carefully: "did you design it?"

"I designed it." Ji Qianchen intentionally admitted.

"OK, I'll wear it." Mubei put the clothes back on the sofa and said firmly.

"Can't I see my designer's design skills as a professional model?" Ji Qianchen raised his lips to mock.

She had to mend the stink of the rich second generation.

"I can see that it's designed by Xiaoyi, but you know, I always believe what you say. If you say it's designed by you, I'll wear it. Since you say it's not, I won't wear it." Mubei picked up her clothes and threw them at her.

The clothes were hanging over her head, covering her eyes.

What a chicken!

It's really bold.

Tear the clothes from the top: "do you usually treat your designers like this?"

"The design of clothes is so ugly. Why should I wear them? I'm so good in figure and figure, wrapped in an ugly dead man's clothes. Do you know what it's like?"

"Then you just don't have to wear it, just go to the t-stand and run." Ji Qianchen opens his mouth and hates him. She is not polite to such a person.

"Well, of course, my body is for the people I want to show, such as you." Mubei suddenly stands up and approaches Ji Qianchen step by step.

The light and shadow in front of her were covered by the tall and great body.

One hand slowly extended to the waist of the bathrobe belt.

Just a little tug and the bathrobe will slide.

"Pervert." Ji Qianchen is surprised and makes a sound. He covers his face and escapes madly.

Mubei takes a long leg, reaches for her arm and pulls her back.

Imprisoned in her arms, the breath of low concentration evil spirit gushed over her head.

"Let go of me, Mubei. You are crazy." Ji Qianchen elbowed his stomach.

The strength is not small.

Mubei snorts, but his hands are not loose.

"Thousand thousand, you really don't plan to compare. Who is the better figure between me and your husband? There is no such shop after this village. "

Mubei holds Ji Qianchen's hand and pulls it on the belt of his bathrobe.

"Don't look, my husband's figure must be better than yours. Mubei, please respect yourself. Otherwise, you may be banned by Lingshi entertainment forever."

Ji Qianchen clenched his hand into a fist and held it against his waist without touching his bathrobe.

"Haha, I will kill you. After all, I can't live without Ling clan." Mu beixie laughs, and a finger hooks off the bathrobe belt.

The bathrobe shuashed and fell from the body, stroked to the waist, and was stuck by Ji Qianchen's body, which did not continue to fall.

Ji Qianchen touched his hot arm and exclaimed, "you are so sick, you are so exposed."

Stiletto stamped his foot mercilessly.

"Ouch..."

Mu Bei's aching green tendons burst up.

Ji Qianchen opens his hands and opens the door without turning his head back.

When he left, he left a sentence: "you have to wear or not to wear these clothes, you have to choose."

Finish saying, slam the door and go.Mubei squats on the ground, relieving the pain on his feet.

Corner of the mouth inexplicably bloom a smile.

"What an interesting woman."

When Ji Qianchen returned to his office, little Yi and Linda immediately surrounded him.

"Qianchen, he didn't hurt you, did he?"

"Dare he be fierce? Don't worry, he will wear your clothes for the interview this afternoon. "

"Really? Thank you Qianchen. It's very kind of you. " Little Yi looked at her gratefully, and her heart was filled with respect.

"Don't thank me. I want to learn design from you."

"I dare not to be, but I can only say that we learn from each other."

At noon, Ji Qianchen is going to the staff canteen with little Yi after work.

Before I left the office, my cell phone rang.

"How do you feel?" Ling Xiaohan at the other end of the phone is leaning on the office chair, holding a pen in his hand, and signing the document at full speed.

"It's very nice. Everyone is very friendly to me, but I'll call my president's wife everywhere. It's too publicity."

"Other people want to make it public, but they don't have the capital." Ling Xiaohan lowers his head and chuckles.

"Also, not everyone can be the wife of President Ling, and only I, Ji Qianchen, hold you. Think about it. I'm quite capable. "

Ji Qianchen's face was on his hands, and he boasted in front of Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiao smiles but doesn't speak.

"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet. I'm going with my new colleague."

"Well, it's good to get familiar with new colleagues."

"Then you remember to eat."

"Well."

Hang up.

Rob stood at his desk.

"The car is ready, young master, but has the young lady gone to lunch?" Rob understood a little from the phone.

"She wants to eat with her colleagues. Let her do it, and help me to order in."

Ling Xiao could not get out of his work with his head down.

"Good, young master." Rob received the order, did not leave immediately, stood in the same place, ready to speak again.

"Something else?" Lingxiao cold ink eyes slightly raised, cold voice asked.

Rob helped his glasses. "Young master, last night at the exchange meeting, although the young lady guessed it all right, she didn't win the award because the difficulty of the topic was not as difficult as that of another middle school student. So... "

"Well, find out who owns that tie. Either pay a high price or buy the same one. Don't let her know."