"It's delicious." Xiong Miao smiled and continued eating porridge.

Zhan Yeling didn't respond, and the two began to eat the food in the bowl in silence.

There was no sound for a while, only the sound of each other eating.

Of course, Xiong Miao eats louder than Zhan Yeling, he has always been like this, even eating with elegance and dignity.

Slow, elegant and deliberate.

"Where are you going to find a job?" Low Ci's words suddenly sounded.

Breaking the brief silence, Xiong Miao turned around and saw that Zhan Yeling had put down the spoon and the porridge in the bowl was almost eaten.

Is this where she plans to find a job?

Did he remember what she said to the children just now?

Xiong Miao also put down the spoon, took out a tissue, wiped her mouth, and said, "Zhu Xiaowan's studio is definitely not going." Now that even Zhu Xiaowan has disappeared, of course she will not go back to Zhu Xiaowan's studio.

"I'll give you money, and you open a studio by yourself." Zhan Yeling said suddenly.

"What!" Xiong Miao was surprised and looked at him in disbelief.

But he found that his eyes were deep and his handsome face was serious. What he said just now was not a joke.

"Your designs will be sold in major shopping malls all over the world in less than a week. By then, you will be a world-famous fashion designer. With your own studio, many celebrities will come here, and your business will not Poor." Zhan Yeling stared at her and said.

At this time, the meticulous face is serious about business.

This news surprised Xiong Miao even more. So many things happened in these days, before Zhan Zifeng and Su Hongyi fought over the production rights of this batch of designs.

She thought that the project had run aground when Zhan Yeling was in the hospital.

But suddenly she got the news that her designs were about to be sold in major shopping malls all over the world.

The feeling of shock is indescribable.

"Who is the manufacturer?" Xiong Miao was very concerned about this issue.

Because before Zhan Zifeng and Su Hongyi tried their best to get this production right, they couldn't get it.

"Lu Chenyu."

Zhan Yeling only gave three words, and Xiong Miao understood everything.

From the very beginning, Zhan Yeling planned to hand over the production rights to Lu Chenyu.

No one can change this fact.

Zhan Zifeng and Su Hongyi were just struggling needlessly.

Lu Chenyu is Zhan Yeling's friend and his loyal supporter.

If Zhan Yeling didn't hand over such a large business to him, who would he hand it over to?

During Zhan Yeling's hospitalization, the project never stopped running.

Soon, is she going to be famous all over the world?

"Agree, huh?" Zhan Yeling lifted her chin with his index finger, and his magnetic voice picked up the ending.

Lazy and bewitching.

As long as Xiong Miao nodded, he would immediately send people to act, register Xiong Miao's studio, choose an address for her, decorate it, and open for business in a few days.

She just needs to concentrate on being a designer.

Rough fingers rubbed her cheek slightly, causing an electric current, which made Xiong Miao's heart beat faster.

Looking at him like this, looking at his handsome face, Xiong Miao felt that he was about to melt, into a pool of spring water, melting into his flesh and blood.

In this way, they will never be separated for the rest of their lives.

But, the reality is so cruel.

"I can open a studio, but I don't want your money. I have money, and I want to rely on myself, is that okay?" Xiong Miao found his voice and said to him seriously.

Her bank card still has two million that Qianqian hacked into her card before.

It is enough to start a business with two million.