Soft and comfortable leather sofa.
Muqiqi holds the drawing board carefully and attentively. The slender brush is like a magic wand full of soul in her hand.
Different from children's clothes, the design of Muqiqi is more complex and simple, which forms a steady and unintentional line on the most basic single products.
In this way, just after 50 minutes, Muqiqi was particularly satisfied and handed over his design to moyanjue.
"Wow!" Li Dazhi screamed in surprise.
If the children's wear just designed is already excellent, then the men's wear really shows the designer's level.
In the eyes of their designers, the simplest things are often the most true Kung Fu.
Deep eyes light convergence, thin lips slightly pick up, look at the side of Li Dazhi.
"What do you think?"
"I think it's great. It's as good as an international designer!" Li Dazhi's eyes are full of excitement. He can't hide his love for Muqiqi.
But he didn't know that the more joy he showed, the less he felt in someone's heart.
"You can see that. It seems that you have reached the level of being a judge?" This is obviously a strange thing.
"I dare not. Mr. Mo, I just don't want our company to miss such an excellent designer." Hearing the displeasure in Mo yanjue's tone, Li Dazhi immediately confessed and began to bow his head and waist and say good things with a smile.
Mo yanjue ignores Li Dazhi's flattery, and his deep eyes fall on the humble Muqiqi. After a pause, he says, "since manager Li appreciates you so much, I'll go to the personnel department in the afternoon and go to the design department tomorrow."
To tell the truth, Mo yanjue said this, Mu Qiqi was quite surprised.
She thought the ugly man would rather have no one in the company than go to the design department.
Now, it's kind of human!
But the idea was shattered by the end of the day.
As soon as she left the company, she was forcibly dragged onto the luxurious Maybach.
The action is rude and insolent. I don't understand any pity.
Muqiqi finally knows that they are single by their ability!
"Mr. Mo, you hurt me!" Muqiqi roars angrily at him. If he doesn't see all kinds of complicated things entangled, he can't be offended. Muqiqi really wants to give him a fist.
"Woman, the supplementary agreement is in vain, isn't it?" Leaving her in the back seat, Mo yanjue sat on the other side, staring at her with cold black eyes.
Muqiqi rubbed his aching arm and twisted his eyebrows. "What do you mean, Mr. Mo?"
"What do you mean?" The black eyes slightly shrink, and the strange voice comes out of the thin lips.
"No physical contact with any man, and how do you do it?"
Muqiqi is speechless, his eyes are almost staring out. How long is this man's brain? Do you remember so clearly?
The point is that she didn't have physical contact with that man?
"I don't understand what you mean."
Firmly raising his chin, Muqiqi felt that this was nothing at all. The man obviously had nothing to do.
"Don't understand?" Angry eyes are almost spewing fire, but she can't understand?
"When I came into my office, Li Dazhi took your hand. Is that clear enough? What would you make my son think if he saw it? I think it's the best mommy in the world, but she's outside talking to other men? "