Chapter 758 Honey, Are You Angry

Early in the morning, Amy arrived at the Gu consortium. She waited for almost half an hour before someone took her to the inner floor.

In the elevator, looking at the rising floor, Amy asked, "are we going to the highest floor?"

Manager Li shook his head and smiled, "what? You want to see the president?"

"No, No." Amy denied. The elevator stopped at tenth floor. It seemed that it was really difficult to see him.

"Since you were introduced by Mrs. Hilary, I won't make you feel wronged in this office."

Manager Li took her to her own office. There was a separate office in the company as soon as Amy entered the company. Manager Li sighed slightly. It seemed that nowadays, everything should pay attention to relationship!

"Your job is actually very simple. You just need to be the assistant of the president's wife."

"Assistant..." Amy repeated these words, and her eyes gradually darkened.

In other words, after she entered the Gu consortium, she was still Hilary's follower?

"Yes, Mrs. Hilary is the design director in the company. You just follow her orders."

One was the design director, and the other was the assistant. Amy smiled bitterly in her heart. This was the difference.

"It's unfair to others that I have been the design director since I entered the company."

His office was very large, just in the highest building. It was very quiet. There was even a bed in the lounge inside.

But Hilary felt that the bed seemed to be specially prepared for her.

No, no, No. She must have thought too much.

"You are the wife of the president. Who dares to say that is unfair?"

It was fair just because she was his wife!

"But do you really believe that I can create a fashion design road for the Gu consortium?"

What if it was destroyed?

Her reputation was nothing, and the interests of the Gu consortium were the most important.

"Okay." He replied casually, looking at the document without moving his eyes.

Knowing that he was perfunctory again, Hilary pouted helplessly.

After being bored for a while, Hilary suddenly stood up. As the top figure, she should have a good image on the first day she entered the company. She couldn't let the employees think that she was a woman who would only be bored in the CEO's office.

"Mr. Gu, please give me a task!"

The man frowned slightly. Give out a task? Did she think she was a spy?

"Your work is separate. You have to think about and complete any goal and process by yourself."

"What?"

What do you mean?

So what should she do first?

Scratching her head, she felt that life had suddenly become so complicated.

"Give me a hint."

He knew she couldn't figure it out, but he said it so vaguely.

"Think about it when you go back." The man only left this sentence to her. He looked indifferent, as if the two had no relationship.

"Humph!" 'Think it by yourself. I don't want to talk to you.'

As soon as she walked out of the cold office, she felt the air was fresh.

When she passed the tea room, she heard the intermittent low groans from inside...

"You are so bad..."

Hilary stopped. Well, she admitted that she knew what was going on inside when she heard the voice, but her curiosity could not help but want to peek at it.

After all, the person who could do such a thing in such a high level should also be a person in a higher position.

Hilary carefully pushed open a small door and saw a man and a woman forgetting their feelings from the gap.

"Mr. Mu, I..." The woman wanted to say something, but she couldn't.

Wow, it was the first time that Hilary had seen such a hot scene. She squinted her eyes and saw the man's face clearly.

Wow, what a handsome man!

The man's brown hair was very conspicuous, and his handsome features, especially his eyes, were a little seductive. He looked like a playboy.

The woman, who was so intoxicated, opened her trembling tightly closed eyes slightly and happened to meet the pair of eyes peeking outside the door.

"Ah! Someon

dly and said sarcastically, "I don't think a person like Mr. Mu can understand."

It was impossible to talk about design and art with such a person!

"Go on."

The man, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth and looked up at her.

"This is not a trademark, but..."

How should she explain it? 'Oh, my God! You are bullying me because I'm not good at Chinese, aren't you!' If she couldn't explain, then what about the painting. She bent over and drew two clothes in a few minutes in front of them.

"Do you see anything in common?"

The painting was very simple, but it could be seen that one was a painting with a daisy shaped waist seal, and the other was a simple dress, but it was white and yellow.

Earl squinted his eyes in disgust and glanced at the man. He began to sympathize with Willie for marrying such a funny wife.

"This one is very obvious, because there is a daisy on it. But this one has nothing, but it has the color of a daisy."

So, do you understand?

"Ha ha..." Earl smiled scornfully. 'She must have lost her memory or her brain is out of order.'.

Hilary looked down upon this useless man, and she only looked at Willie again. He looked at the two paintings expressionlessly.

"Let the daisy design everything related to it..." Hilary said anxiously.

But she was suddenly interrupted by the man.

"Three days later, I want to see the formal plan."

Some laughed, while others were speechless.

Earl only knew that once again, Willie had lost his intelligence quotient because of this woman.

He held his head and sighed.

It was late at night. Mrs. Gu, who was working hard to write the plan, didn't look at the cold face of the man in bed at all.

Looking at the little woman who was concentrating on her work, Willie felt bad being ignored.

Who allowed her to take her work home?

Especially at night!

"What do you think is the best series?" The woman stared at the computer and asked casually.

"…"

"Willie?" Did he sleep?

She turned around and met his eyes.

Well, Hilary was a little stunned. Was that sadness? It didn't look like a man.

"If you are sleepy, go to sleep first."

He just lay on the bed and looked at her. She only felt a gust of cold wind blowing on her spine.

There was still no response. Was he angry.

No, she didn't provoke him?

He had been cold to her since this afternoon... Did Earl tell him?

She thought that the man must have told him about her peeping. He complained first!

Then she closed the computer. She climbed into the bed with a smile on her face. She looked like she was going to play the honey trap.

"Honey, are you angry?"