Chapter 116

Hearing Zhan Yeling's admonition, Xiong Miao knew that this was probably the reason why he came here, so he nodded his head to show that he knew.

"We just met by chance, and I couldn't get a taxi." Xiong Miao explained immediately.

But she was thinking in her heart, these two brothers, let her stay away from each other.

It's just that Zhan Zifeng advised her because he was afraid that she would be hurt by Zhan Yeling.

And Zhan Yeling, why did he say that to her?

Xiong Miao thought, he was probably worried that her excellent designer would be poached by Zhan Zifeng.

After all, it is a secret that everyone knows that the two brothers are fighting openly and secretly for family property rights.

This explanation made Zhan Yeling's bad mood disappear all night, and his brows and eyes became more relaxed. It was a happy thing to see her beautiful face radiating a faint brilliance under the moonlight.

Xiong Miao didn't notice his expression, but suddenly looked at his thin clothes, and frowned.

"Mr. Zhan, it's so late, I have to go back to rest, you should go back early too." Xiong Miao was worried that he would catch a cold.

Hearing this, Zhan Yeling raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was indeed getting late.

"Well, go to bed early." The magnetic voice responded lightly.

Just as Xiong Miao was about to return the clothes to him, he saw that he had already gotten into the car, started the car, and drove away.

The black body blends with the night, and it looks extraordinarily deep on a moonlit night, just like the people who fought Yeling.

Forget it, take it to the company tomorrow and return it to him.

The next day, Xiong Miao got up early and came to work in the company, carrying a paper bag with a suit in his hand.

She originally planned to return the suit he left behind last night while delivering the documents to Zhan Yeling, but she waited until Gu Yi sent a message: "Director Xiong, President Zhan asked you to go to his office."

Hearing this, Xiong Miao couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, not knowing why Zhan Yeling suddenly came to her, a little frightened.

Is it because I didn't return the suit to him last night, which caused him to get sick, so I came to Xingshi today to inquire about the crime?

With these messy thoughts, Xiong Miao arrived at the door of Zhan Yeling's office step by step.

After cheering himself up, he pushed open the door of Zhan Yeling's office and mustered up the courage to look over.

But the office was not as she imagined, Zhan Yeling sat on the office chair and looked at her indifferently.

Instead, he was not the only one in the office, several men in suits and leather shoes sat around the rectangular conference table.

Among them are the sensible people from their design department.

Seeing such a scene, Xiong Miao was even more confused, not knowing why Zhan Yeling suddenly called her in.

She looked at those men and recognized one of them as a senior executive of the company, second only to Zhan Yeling. It seemed that they were having a meeting.

"Mr. Zhan, do you have any orders?" Xiong Miao asked after thinking about it.

She thinks it's better to take the initiative, so as not to be led by the nose by Zhan Yeling, without any advantage, it will be even more embarrassing.

The corners of Zhan Yeling's pretty lips curled up slightly, and he raised his chin slightly, indicating to the sofa next to him.

"Sit down and listen." Zhan Yeling said concisely.

"Observe the meeting?" Xiong Miao asked in surprise, logically speaking, she is not qualified for this.

Another high-level executive didn't know Xiong Miao, and seeing her unprofessional appearance, he seemed impatient, and explained: "Yes, aren't you the director of the design department? The theme of today's meeting is about design. You can listen to it." .”

This high-level executive was upset when Zhan Yeling said that he wanted to ask Xiong Miao to come in and listen, and now he spread all the fire on Xiong Miao.

It was only then that Xiong Miao understood the meaning of her listening, and immediately sat down on the sofa obediently, without further words.

Zhan Yeling had a panoramic view of Xiong Miao's cramped seat, and his ice blade eyes projected towards the high-level executive.