Before the words fell, he was silent because of Nangong Mo's cold glance.

"Nothing... Nothing!" Knowing that Nangong Mo didn't like it, the housekeeper immediately took back his attention and changed his mouth. Before he spoke, he continued to move forward actively, "young master, let's go quickly! Miss Tian should have arrived. "

Tian Tian stood beside several suitcases in a daze at the airport. Mommy clearly said that her uncle would pick her up today. Who? Mommy should have sent the elder's picture for her to recognize!

She stood on tiptoe trying to find all the middle-aged men who might be "elders". The rest of her eyes accidentally glanced at a tall figure from far to near. The whole person couldn't help but be stunned there - she was a fashion designer and had seen countless male models, but this in her vision made the moments she had seen look dim!

He has a perfect proportion of body shape, coupled with that handsome face, he can definitely be called a demon! However, his gestures reflect the temperament of coldness, arrogance and alienation, which fascinates people but is difficult to approach

Tian Tian just stared at him until he got closer and closer and finally stopped in front of her.

He stopped in front of her?!

"You..." Tian Tian suddenly reacted. Her little face turned red in an instant, but she couldn't say a complete word. Such a perfect man would take the initiative to stop in front of her. What does he want to say? What does he want to say to her?

The heart beat faster and faster. When the heart rate was about to get out of control, she heard him open his mouth faintly and in a low voice: "Tian Tian?"

"Ah?" She was stunned: how could he know her Chinese name?

"Yes, she is Miss Tian Tian." The housekeeper standing nearby immediately answered, then turned around and enthusiastically helped her carry the suitcase, "Miss Tian Tian, it's been hard all the way! I'll pick you up with the third young master! "

Third young master?

He... He is Nangong Mo, the legendary figure who returned to the family four years ago and made almost everyone in the family bow down to be a minister, that is, her... Little uncle?! God, I didn't expect him to be so young!

"Uncle... Uncle." Tian Tian was stunned for three seconds and then hurried back to call people. She scratched her head with embarrassment. She was embarrassed that she had just made a flower madness to her uncle.

"Welcome home!" Nangong Mo looked as usual, nodded calmly and opened his mouth in the tone of elders: "your mommy told me that you can talk to me about any problems during the fashion show."

"Thank you, uncle!" She was embarrassed to bite her lower lip, nodded heavily, and suddenly remembered another thing. She quickly raised her feet to catch up with his tall figure, "uncle, I still have a good friend. Can she live in our house together?"

"No!"

"Absolutely not!"

At the main show venue, Shu Muwan frowned and unhappily rejected one motion after another by the domestic host company: "such scene layout is absolutely not good, there is no new idea! And the effect of the light is too dazzling to highlight the clothes! "

Losing one folder, she opened the next and quickly denied: "TV advertising? This kind of publicity is not good! How many people in the real fashion field watch advertisements on TV every day? "

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Opening the last folder, she still denied: "the clothes of etiquette personnel are even worse! This is a fashion show, not a government meeting, let alone a funeral. Who dares to come in when you stand at the door in such solemnity? "

The people who run the company were trained to look like dirt.

It has long been heard that the planner sent by the United States is very powerful. At the beginning, they worshipped and looked forward to it. They took out their plan like a treasure. Unexpectedly, they were rejected in less than an hour

"These should be changed!" After the official criticism, Shu Muwan recovered his relaxed face and politely returned the folders one by one, "I hope you can go back and think about it again. I just come to see the venue today. If you are free at the weekend, I will take out my plan and discuss it with you!"

She said modestly, very different from when she had just reviewed it.

People were disappointed and looked forward to it. Of course, they had a little more respect for Shu Muwan, which was clearly public and private. After watching her around the main venue, someone kindly reminded her: "there is a police station nearby. If the fashion show is too exaggerated, the impact is not very good..."

I should have moved!

"I have discretion." Shu Muwan smiled and nodded, "that's why I chose here."

"Well?" The other party doesn't understand: what's the relationship between running a fashion show and the police station?

But without waiting for everyone to understand, Shu Muwan conveniently waved, turned and went out of the door. Looking out of the window, we saw that she seemed to be walking in the direction of the police station, so we were more confused: this "Yankee" is really strange!

Dusk is the busiest time in the police station.

Shu Muwan went in and saw strange faces. She had no choice but to stop a young man holding information: "excuse me, is Wang Mingyang still here?"

"You..." the young man was obviously stunned. He stopped to look at her carefully up and down, and then opened his mouth in doubt, "what do you want to do with our director?"

Director?

He has become the director!

"My father and director Wang... Are friends." Just a moment's slight Leng, Shu Mu night soon recovered as usual, politely smiled at the young man and explained his intention, "I have something to find him."

"Friends?" Obviously, the young man didn't believe it. He hesitated for two seconds and politely refused, "but... Our director went out for a meeting. I don't know when he can return. Why don't you contact him next time?"

Shu Mu Wan Er: how to contact? She doesn't have his number!

"Well, give this to him for me." She shook her head reluctantly. She could only step back, pull out the letter from her bag and attach her business card, "he will know when he sees this."

"Well... OK."

Watching the young man walk into the house, Shu Muwan slowly turned around and walked out. Sure enough, before he reached the road, he heard panting and shouting behind him, calling her name with ecstasy: "Muwan! Wait a minute! "

She stopped, raised her lips and turned proudly, "director Wang, didn't you go to the meeting?"

After four years of absence, Wang Mingyang has grown stronger and stronger. He is no longer the thin bamboo pole little apprentice who used to handle cases behind his father, but has become the independent director of the police department of city a... but his thick eyebrows and big eyes are still the same.

"Where did you get this?" In the director's office, Wang Mingyang took off his police uniform and threw it casually on the back of the chair. With his thick knuckles, he picked up the letter paper on the table and poured out two small yellow pieces of paper. "I didn't find this when I sorted out my master's relics."

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