When Lin Yao was chatting with Fang Xiaole about wechat, Mo Yan, who was "teaching students" in the studio, also received a call from Zhang Zhiqin.

It can be seen that the program group of my daughter is resting after working for a while, so Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin both seize the time to talk to each other with their girlfriends.

"At present, the entertainment companies involved in pop music in the circle include Shenxin entertainment, Sun Music and Baifeng records..."

Halfway through Mo Yan's conversation, she was interrupted by the phone ring. She picked it up and looked at it. Then, as if nothing had happened, Sheng Nan and Wang Linlin said:

"Sorry, you look at the information first. I'll go out and answer the phone."

Mo Yan brought the information of some entertainment companies and record companies in the entertainment circle. At this time, he just let them see the information, and he walked out of the door of the studio.

"Sister Yan, what's the matter?"

Fangfang just stood at the door. Seeing Mo Yan coming out, she saw the phone in her hand. She took a subconscious glance and saw the name of the caller——

Big silly fork.

Uh?

Fangfang is a little stunned. What's the name?

"I'll answer the phone."

Mo Yan said to Fangfang faintly. He was going to turn right and walk towards the staircase. Fangfang reminded him in the back:

"Sister Yan and sister Yao are also talking about wechat over there."

Mo Yan stopped, turned back and walked towards the elevator on the left side of the studio. When passing Fangfang, he specially explained:

"There's something in the company. I need to go to a quiet place."

"Oh." Fangfang nodded.

I have some doubts. Is there anyone in the company whose nickname is da silly fork?

Mo Yan went to the staircase at the left end of the corridor, looked back, and then connected the phone.

"Elder sister Mo, why did you take so long to answer? What are you doing?"

Mo Yan said coldly, "don't you think I'm slow to answer the phone?"

"No, no, the program team will have a meeting again later. I want to hurry up and tell you something."

Zhang Zhiqin quickly explained.

"So you just called me because something happened?"

Mo Yan's voice was colder.

Under Mo Yan's training, Zhang Zhiqin did grow a lot. He immediately reacted and quickly remedied:

"Elder sister Mo, I just want to hear your voice, Hei hei."

"Hum." Mo Yan snorted, but his tone was obviously relaxed.

Zhang Zhiqin's "struggle experience" is also very rich. After hearing that sister Mo is not angry, she began to talk about "business".

"Sister Mo, I just checked on the Internet. The two clothes I bought for you have arrived in Kyoto and are being delivered now. It is estimated that you will receive them when you go back from work in the evening."

"Well... I see."

Mo Yan answered calmly, but her cheeks were a little red when she thought of the degree of the two clothes.

"I'm still working, that's all."

In order not to let this guy find his shame, Mo Yan found a reason and planned to hang up the phone.

"Ah, sister Mo, wait!"

Zhang Zhiqin shouted eagerly from the other end of the mobile phone.

"What else?"

Mo Yan's fingers stopped.

"Well, that... Let's have a video in the evening?"

Zhang Zhiqin's voice seemed to have a little excitement and expectation.

"Video?"

Mo Yan frowns slightly. In fact, she doesn't like video very much. She can see and touch it. She not only doesn't quench her thirst, but also itches more.

"Yes, I just want to help you see. Hey, just look..."

Zhang Zhiqin smiled and finally said his real purpose:

"Do those two clothes fit?"

"You want me to show you those two clothes in the video?"

Mo Yan's voice was immediately full of shame:

"Who do you think I am?"

"No, don't get me wrong, sister mo. I forgot to ask your size when I bought it. I'm afraid it doesn't fit. I want to help you."

Zhang Zhiqin quickly explained.

"You still don't know my size?"

Mo Yan's voice was colder.

"Don't you know my size?"

Zhang Zhiqin retorted in a low voice.

"You can see your size at a glance, weak chicken!"

Don't smoke and disdain the tunnel.

"Sister Mo, why do you swear?"

Zhang Zhiqin was said to be flushed and dissatisfied with the tunnel:

"I've been exercising every day recently. I'm no longer a weak chicken. Why don't I show you the video at night?"

"Silly fork, what are you thinking?"

Mo Yan suddenly roared with shame and anger:

"Idiot, hang up!"

Then he hung up the phone, his face flushed and his eyes jumped with anger.

She turned and walked to the studio, and the wechat prompt sounded on her mobile phone. This is the manager of an international brand clothing headquarters in Kyoto known by Mo Yan.

In addition to selling finished clothes, this brand can also be customized privately.

"Hello, Miss Mo, I'm sorry. I'll confirm the size of the two suits you ordered."

The fashion brand manager sent the size of a men's suit in wechat.

Mo Yan ordered two suits in the store a few days ago and told the other party the specific size of Zhang Zhiqin.

However, most custom-made clothes need to be measured in person. The manager is a little uneasy, so he specially reconfirmed with Mo Yan.

"No problem, just make it this size."

Mo Yan looked and answered with certainty.

"OK, let's take this size. The clothes will be ready next Thursday. Will Miss Mo come to the store to pick them up in person or will we send them to you?"

Asked the manager.

"Next Thursday..."

Mo Yan thought about it. Zhang Zhiqin will come to Kyoto with the program group of my daughter next Tuesday. He can just take the time to let him try on this dress.

After all, Mo Yan bought this dress for him.

As for the size, it was the night when Zhang Zhiqin first stayed at Mo Yan's house. When the weak chicken was exhausted and asleep, Mo Yan quietly measured it for him.

The taste of clothes is so bad that Mo Yan wants to buy him two top clothes.

But somehow, Mo Yan didn't tell Zhang Zhiqin about secretly measuring him.

It was a little too... That night, Moyan couldn't say anything.

Mo Yan couldn't help thinking about the scene of that night. Although the guy was a weak chicken, he was in good shape

Thinking, Mo Yan couldn't help being a little crazy.

"Wow, sister Yan, you bought such expensive clothes. Who did you buy them for?"

Fangfang's surprised voice came from behind.

This brand is very famous. Clothes are very expensive. Although Fangfang can't afford it, she can recognize it.

Mo Yan was startled and stared back at Fangfang: "dead girl, are you a ghost? Why is there no sound? "

Then he quickly put his cell phone behind him.

"Sister Fang and Wang Linlin have finished reading the materials. I came to call you, but you ignored me just now?"

Fangfang said wrongfully, "I didn't mean to look at your mobile phone, but I glanced at it inadvertently."

Mo Yan raised his hand and twisted her ear: "I know gossip all day!"

"Oh, I really didn't mean it. Sister Yan, please forgive me."

Fangfang begged for mercy.

Mo Yan snorted coldly, let go of Fangfang and walked to the door of the studio.

"Sister Yan, did you buy it for Zhang Zhiqin? Wow, you are so willing. These two sets of clothes cost tens of thousands, right? This guy is really lucky. He is simply kept by a rich woman! "

Fangfang is more and more afraid of Mo Yan now. She follows her with a smile and is still talking there.

"Who said to buy it for him? It's for my father."

Mo did not return his cigarette butts, and calmly said, "he should buy it for me! You can't be too nice to men, otherwise you can't discipline them in the future. "

Fangfang was stunned and then gave a thumbs up: "Wow, it's really sister Yan!"

Mo Yan ignored her and went straight into the studio.

Looking at the capable figure, Fangfang sincerely sighed: "sister Yan is so cool. I will discipline men like her in the future!"