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"Hey, don't look at other people's things!" Mo Xiaofei did not have the strength to shout, but unfortunately she could not snatch it back, and could only stretch out her arms to look.

Shangguan Ye looked at the sketches in the picture book, and was surprised to find that Mo Xiaofei had this kind of talent, he joked: "You smug brat, you even designed clothes for yourself, why don't I see you wearing them?" To think that you would be able to wear something like this in one day. "

Mo Xiaofei grabbed the painting book angrily, saying in dissatisfaction, "You're hacking into my privacy!"

In fact, Mo Xiaofei wasn't really angry, she was just shy, the sketches of her free time were always in her picture book. Since she was young, she loved fashion design and had always wanted a chance to become a designer, but unfortunately, she lost her parents' protection since she was young, so she could only put this dream in the corner of her heart and occasionally take it out to reminisce.

"Are you angry?" Shangguan Ye smiled as he looked at the bulging cheeks of the woman, his fingertips prodding her face as he asked: "Didn't you draw it?"

"I'm not angry." Mo Xiaofei avoided the man's naughty hands, hugging the book tighter, "I drew it randomly, it's so ugly, I'm sorry to show it to you."

"Haha, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Shangguan Ye shook his head helplessly. Women were always this shy, and he really couldn't understand it.

"In short, I can't look at it!" Mo Xiaofei felt even more embarrassed after being teased. Other than her classmates and teachers in school, she almost never showed her work to anyone else. Perhaps she lacked the confidence, or maybe she didn't want her dreams to be shattered.

"Take a look." Shangguan Ye had only glanced at it a few times just now. Although it had been breathtaking for a moment, she hadn't been able to see the design clearly.

"No …" Mo Xiaofei would not relax this time. She kept the picture book in her bag, and said to the man, "I'm hungry, Mr. Shangguan."

Shangguan Ye raised an eyebrow, since when did this little girl learn to act pitiful in front of him?

Well, the patient was the biggest, and there were plenty of opportunities to take out a picture book anyways. For Shangguan Ye, this was not a problem at all.

"What do you want to eat?"

"En..." "Meat!" Mo Xiaofei did not want to become a sickly person again. She must recuperate her body as fast as possible in order to survive.

Meat? Shangguan Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the serious Mo Xiaofei. He stroked her messy hair and laughed: "Little Fei, what kind of meat do you want to eat? I can get you anything other than the celestial meat. "

"Eh …" Mo Xiaofei lowered her head and thought for a moment, "Ribs and Fork Roasting Rice!"

Under Shangguan Ye's forceful persuasion, Mo Xiaofei finally stayed in the hospital for a few days, but looking at her purse which only had a few coins left, the restless woman still dragged her out of the hospital and went back to her own room.

Shangguan Ye didn't ask him to stay either, she just said as always: "Find me anytime if anything happens."

After returning home, Mo Xiaofei started to clean up the room that was full of dust. When she finished all the work, it was already close to dusk. She collapsed on the bed and looked out the window at the sunset, suddenly feeling like a man in her heart.

"Hate …"

Mo Xiaofei also threw Jin Lingfeng out, but after a while, the man shamelessly ran back into her mind, angrily rolling up from the bed. She decided to go out and fill her stomach, so that she wouldn't have any other thoughts!

Ten days!

It had been ten days since he left the brokerage company!

To think that Jin Lingfeng did not call her at all, this made Mo Xiaofei even more certain that her sudden dismissal had something to do with this man!

Everything was fine before, but why!?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Mo Xiaofei shouted at the boss, "One more fried dumplings!"

He shamelessly accepted Shangguan Ye's money. Although Mo Xiaofei was extremely embarrassed, she still took it for her stomach, so she should make good use of it for her belly now.

The angry and depressed Mo Xiaofei didn't know that on the second day after she left, An Xu arranged an invitation for Jin Lingfeng from overseas to go on a business. Half a month after she left, Jin Lingfeng was sent on the plane before he even had time to say anything.

Shangguan Ye, who was the only one who knew about this, chose to keep it a secret. Regardless of whether or not Jin Lingfeng did it on purpose, in Shangguan Ye's view, this was a catalyst, so naturally he had to make good use of it and deal with this troublesome couple as soon as possible.

"Burp!" Mo Xiaofei rubbed her bulging stomach, carrying her favorite drink as she walked along the road, muttering, "So full, I can't eat this much next time …"

"Ring …"

The phone's sound made Mo Xiaofei stop in her tracks. Usually, no one would call her at this time, could it be …?

When she thought of the possibility that it was Jin Lingfeng calling, Mo Xiaofei immediately tensed up. She held her phone, not daring to look at it, and in her mind, she was thinking about what kind of attitude she should use to deal with it …

The continuous ringing sound drove Mo Xiaofei mad...

Forget it! The woman pressed the "connect" button.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Miss Mo Xiaofei?"

A completely unfamiliar female voice came from the other end of the phone. Mo Xiaofei immediately relaxed, a faint trace of disappointment flashed across her heart.

"You are?"

"Hello, I'm in the HR department of Dawn Design Company. The work you have posted online has been approved by our company. Please fill out the form at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Fill out the form?" Mo Xiaofei, who was obsessed with clothing design, naturally heard of Dawn Company. This was one of the top design companies in the country, under its banner, besides mainly focusing on clothing design, it also expanded its business to architecture and gardens. It could be said to be a rare multi-aspect design company.

"Yes, after you fill out the information, you can enter the competition. The competition will officially begin on the 27th."

This time, Mo Xiaofei was in complete disarray. She sat on the bench under the street lamp, with a confused face she said, "But, I didn't participate in any competition?"

"You have indeed posted your entry on our official website. You have also passed our company's qualification verification. I hope you can come to the company on time tomorrow. Thank you for your participation."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a "pa" sound.

Mo Xiaofei returned home at a loss. She began to look up the latest developments in Dawn Corporation on the internet, and found the news that they were indeed hosting a design competition. Moreover, her work actually appeared in the qualifying works.

This... What was going on …?

Suddenly thinking of her own picture book, Mo Xiaofei immediately went to rummage through her bag, the picture book was safe and sound. After thinking for a long time, Mo Xiaofei finally understood that it was Shangguan Ye who helped her this time.

As the saying goes, to gain the favor of others, you have to put in a lot of effort!

Mo Xiaofei came to Dawn company early the next morning, and surprisingly saw the long line in front of the HR department. She was not sure if it was because of her strength or Shangguan Ye's help that she was able to enter the competition successfully, so she began to play the drum uneasily.

Mo Xiaofei hurried over, and the gentle looking woman smiled at her, "Miss Mo, please fill in the form. After that, please prepare your work. On the 27th day, come to our company to participate in the semifinals at 16: 00 PM."

Nodding, Mo Xiaofei stretched out her hand to receive the form.

After a few days of preparation, Mo Xiaofei took her work and worriedly came to the Dawn company's competition arena. Like thousands of other contestants, she presented the specially designed script for the competition to the competition's organizing committee, and then went back to her own room, waiting for the news to be released two days later.

In the conference room of Dawn Company, a group of high-end designers were looking at the piles of competing works on the table. Picking 100 out of these works to enter the semifinals was not only a heavy physical labor, but also a period of exercise for them.

"What do you think of this work?" The long haired middle-aged woman held Mo Xiaofei's work, on it was a short evening dress, with blue lines tracing out the waist line, and then adorned with pink star flowers, giving off a refreshing feeling of a summer spring breeze.

The man pushed his glasses, took the drawing and nodded, "It's not bad, but I can tell that his technique is not smooth enough. He should be an amateur."

"What a pity, if I had entered the company to nurture them, I might have been able to achieve something small now." The woman shrugged helplessly.

"What's a pity?"

A slender figure walked in from outside. The man's short black hair hung just above his forehead, and his gentle eyes revealed a hint of a smile. Under his straight nose, his weak lips gave off a warm feeling, as if he was a classical man who had walked out from a medieval painting.

"Director An."

When they saw him, they immediately stood up. The man waved his hand and said, "You guys are busy. I'll take a look around."

In addition to being in charge of decision-making, he had always had a special hobby of discovering new people. In his personal ideas, if he wanted to develop a company famous for its design, he would have to constantly find new concepts, works and talents.

"What were you talking about?"

"It's this work." The woman handed over the drawing of Mo Xiaofei and said, "Stephen and I both think that this work is very good, but it's a pity that it's just an amateur, it's probably very difficult to enter the semifinals."

An Chenxi heard the other party's words and nodded slightly. Then, he turned his attention to the drawing and started to read it carefully.

Indeed, the somewhat clumsy brushstrokes and the traces of not very professional modifications made it easy to see the author's limited skill base, but the agility and lightness brought about by the entire drawing was also very rare.

An Chenxi turned the list over and asked, "What number are the contestants?"

"Number 777."

This number made Mo Xiaofei, who came to participate in the competition, depressed for a long time. 777, it was simply the possession of a great devil king!

"Mo Xiaofei?" An Chenxi looked at the smiling woman in the photo, then looked at the work in his hands, and suddenly smiled.