Chapter 65

At the beginning of the meeting, Ning Yu came out of the door wearing a high-end customized silk soft dress.

"How are you, Miss Ning?"

"Here you are, Miss Ning."

Ning Yu nodded proudly and enjoyed everyone's attention.

No matter where Fu Ting goes, it is the focus of the crowd. Ning Yu found Fu Ting very easily and walked slowly with her skirt on her back. "Ting."

Fu Ting, surrounded by the crowd, leaned slightly, and said, expressionless, "here you are."

Ning Yu hugged Fu Ting's arm very naturally and intimately. "Ting, I heard that you invited an internationally renowned designer to comment on it. Would you like to introduce me to you later?"

A company boss joked: "even if Mr. Fu doesn't introduce to others, he will be the first to introduce to miss Ning."

One side someone agrees, "that is, who let Miss Ning be Fu's girlfriend?"

The person who just joked with Fu Ting asked again, "Mr. Fu, you and miss Ning have been dating for several years. When can we do the wedding?"

Ning Yu smiled and nestled in Fu Ting's arms, waiting for his answer.

Fu Ting didn't seem to hear, "we will have a meeting soon, so we can have a rest."

Everyone looked at each other. Ning Yu was not good-looking either. His face was red and white.

At nine o'clock, the designer meeting began on time.

In the preliminary design competition, Fu found several potential designers.

At this designer meeting, several designers, mainly including Ning Wan, were pushed to the public and the media, and senior international designers were invited to comment.

The host said Peng Bai was enthusiastic and invited Ning Wan and other designers to the stage.

Ning Wan had already put on the prepared self-cultivation cheongsam style dress, stood below and waited. When he heard his name, he immediately walked forward with his skirt.

Fu Ting under the stage frowned slowly. This is not the dress he prepared for Ning Wan.

When standing on the stage, Ning Wan tenses his nerves.

I don't know if it's because the clothes are too tight or too tight. She feels itchy all over the body, especially when the clothes touch the muscles and skin. It's especially uncomfortable.

"This is Miss Ning Wan, a new designer of Fu's design department. Four years ago, Ning designer was an exchange student..." The host elaborated Ning Wan's experience in recent years.

Before the host finished speaking, a woman stood under the stage and said loudly, "you seem to have overlooked one thing, right?"

Everyone looked at the woman one after another. The woman's face was strange. Fu Ting frowned and looked at he Shaolin. "It's solved."

Someone whispered, "what does this woman mean?"

"I think you are very curious. Ning's school cooperates with country m. The study period of exchange students is two years. Why did Ning study for four years before he came back? Why did you suddenly become a designer from a small Intern? "

Ning Yu in the crowd looked at the woman, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Four men in black appeared and grabbed the woman by the shoulder.

"Why do you want to catch me?"

Newspaper media on one side took photos and videos with cameras.

Several reporters surrounded Fu ting. "President Fu, what's the matter with this woman? Why did you take her away? "

Fu Ting gave a cold look, and the reporter lowered his head.

He Shaolin stood beside Fu ting and said lightly, "I heard that this woman here..." He pointed to the skull. "There is a problem. If you want to hear what she said, we can let you interview later."

"No wonder I have to take people away. It turns out they are insane."

Ning Yu watched as the woman was taken away. There was a flash of anger in her eyes.

After this solution, the host said: "just a little accident happened, but it can't hinder us. Designer Ning, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. You can introduce yourself. "

"Hello, I'm Ning Wan. Nice to meet you." Ning Wan presses down the body's afflictive strength and looks at people with a proper smile.

The host kept smiling all the way, "well, now let's welcome designer Ning to explain her design concept to us."

Ning Wan is about to speak with the microphone. She feels more itchy, which makes her want to scratch.

"What's wrong with you, Miss Ning?" The host took the microphone to one side and asked softly.

"I, I feel so itchy..." Ning Wan put his hand behind him and scratched it to relieve his pain.

The host whispered, "hold on, it's over."

"Good..." Ning Wan took the microphone and shook it uneasily. "Everyone, please follow me."

As the lights dimmed, a spotlight appeared, and a woman in Organza came out and stood beside Ning Wan.

Good urticant, how to itch to want madness almost to do?

Ning Wan kept smiling while trying to explain that she felt that her body had reached the extreme of endurance.There are seven sets of clothes in total. Ning Wan sticks to the third set of clothes and feels that the body is crawling with worms, which seem to kill people's mind and make people crazy.

Ning Wan can't bear it. She scratched her hands around her body. It's better to lose face on the stage than

When the host saw Ning Wan throw the microphone to himself, he was completely stupid. "Ning designer, where are you going?"

"I, I'm itchy..."

Su ningran, wearing white wide legged trousers and a suit and gown, walked onto the stage with a momentum that cannot be ignored and took the microphone from Ning Wan's hands. "I'm Su ningran, the director of Fu's design department. Now I'm going to introduce the fourth suit to you."

"What does Fu want to do? Why did you suddenly change people? "

"Yes, what about the designer Ning? What's the matter? "

……

Ning Wan comes down, tickles and looks for the bathroom.

A figure rushed over, holding Ning Wan's small wrist tightly in his big hand, and his voice was low and cold. "What's the matter?"

Seeing Fu Ting, Ning Wan seemed to see the life-saving straw, "my dress was sprinkled with itch powder, and my whole body was uncomfortable. Where can I take a bath?"

"Pruritus powder?" Fu Ting mumbles to himself and pulls Ning into an elevator.

Ning Wan follows Fu ting to a room and finds the bathroom. She rushes in at once.

Fu Ting stood outside, thinking, "how do you know it's pruritus powder?"

"When I was in high school, Ning Yu sprinkled it on me." At that time, when Ning Wan first came into contact with this kind of thing, he thought that he had skin disease and was afraid to find Ning Tianhao or cry with other people. He was tortured by pruritus powder for an afternoon. After taking a bath in the evening, he was all right.

Fu Ting's eyes drooped, but he didn't expect to see a pair of thin calves under the glass door.

The middle part of the glass door is made of ground glass. The upper and lower ends are transparent. Under the glass door, Ning Wan's beautiful legs and white toes are clearly visible.

Looking up, Fu Ting saw half of his back soaked in water, his heart beating like thunder, his body stiff, and he was at a loss.

The cold water poured down from the top to the bottom, the itch disappeared, and Ning Wan also woke up a lot.

Seeing Fu Ting outside the glass door, she shrunk in her heart and said, "Mr. Fu, can you avoid it?"

"Your hand..."

By the big boss remember his hand hurt, Ning Wan was flattered, thought of watching fireworks night, in the heart a bit intoxicated.

"My hands are OK. I can wash them myself."

Fu Ting left and the door of the room was closed.

When Ning Wan came out wrapped in a bath towel, Fu Ting did not know when he would return.