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"Shaving?"

"Yao'er, the important thing is a lifetime, not a shave. In fact, you still need to improve your shaving skills. Even though it didn't injure me, it didn't meet my requirements to be perfect. So, I think you need to practice more. "

"I'm going to eat breakfast first."

Han Yao went downstairs first, which Nanfeng Haozhe quickly followed.

"The congee today is pretty delicious, serve me another bowl."

Han Yao had already drank two small bowls, and she still wanted to drink?

This …

In the past, she only drank one bowl, so she didn't want to eat anymore? Not only did Nanfeng Haozhe feel that it was strange, even the babysitter felt that it was a little strange.

However, after Nanfeng Haozhe saw Han Yao's reaction, he became even more incredulous.

Not only did he drink congee, he also ate eggs, drank milk, and ate toast.

"Yao'er, are you in a good mood today? "My appetite is quite good."

"Yeah, I feel like my appetite seems to be pretty good recently."

Han Yao said as she took another bite of the bread.

Nanfeng Haozhe finished eating, cleaned up, and told the nanny to pay more attention to Han Yao first to see if she had any abnormal reactions. Then, he carried his briefcase to the company.

On the way to the company, Nanfeng Haozhe looked out the window at the cold and gloomy weather, and started to think about how he could take back the clothes that Mrs. Jin was wearing. After all, Han Yao had designed it, and she had designed it according to her own size, so …

Nanfeng Haozhe felt that this winter, Han Yao's wardrobe could not be lacking this one item no matter what.

"Du, du, du … …"

"Speak."

Nanfeng Haozhe was as cold as before, but on the other side of the phone, Ling Ling was stunned. She didn't expect Nanfeng Haozhe to pick up the phone so quickly, so she was stunned.

"What happened?"

Ling Ling didn't speak, but she had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

Ling Ling bit her lips and said, "CEO, I'm afraid we won't be able to buy back the clothes that Mrs. Jin had."

"Why?"

That piece of clothing was designed by Han Yao, he definitely wouldn't allow it to be left outside. Since this set of clothes was designed by Han Yao, and after participating in the top ten competitions, Han Yao and the Mrs. Jin could negotiate for it to be returned.

It was just that, since it was inconvenient for Han Yao to appear now, the Mrs. Jin had the authority to deal with her. Could it be that Mrs. Jin gave the clothes to someone else?

"CEO, let's talk after you arrive at the company."

Ling Ling was unable to explain over the phone, so Nanfeng Haozhe had a premonition that the matter was going to be troublesome, but he did not force Ling Ling to say it, and drove the car all the way to the company building.

The atmosphere in the company lobby was tense. Everyone seemed to be discussing something.

When the people at the front desk saw Nanfeng Haozhe coming in, they only greeted him in a hurry, and after that, no one knew what they were talking about. So, did something happen at the company?

Nanfeng Haozhe quickly walked into the elevator and impatiently gave his a tie. As he watched the elevator door close, he put one hand in his pocket and stood straight with a stiff face and a briefcase in his hand.

"CEO."

Just as he walked out of the elevator, Ling Ling immediately welcomed him.

Previously, no matter how anxious Ling Ling was about the company, it was rare for her to be so anxious. The key thing was Ling Ling was still unwilling to tell her over the phone.

Nanfeng Haozhe predicted the seriousness of the situation and immediately asked, "What happened?"

Ling Ling looked at Nanfeng Haozhe, and then closed his eyes, and continued speaking, "Two things. First, she has decided to take out the Mrs. Jin's clothes to auction, and the news has already been given to the media, of course, no superfluous information has been revealed. "We can put this matter aside for the time being. There is another piece of news; another person reported that our competing works were copied …"

"Copied?"

Han Yao had already endured this once during the last round of the top ten items.

Although he did not manage to find out who was the real culprit, Nanfeng Haozhe had already found the video of Han Yao throwing down the Design Draft from the hospital's surveillance camera, which was why she did not cause trouble.

But, this time, the Design Draft's owner was a human — — Sister Zhou.

Who would report the plagiarism?

In the same industry?

"What do you mean by that?" When did you get the news? "

Ling Ling looked at Nanfeng Haozhe, and the two of them went into the office one after the other. Nanfeng Haozhe put down the briefcase, and then Ling Ling added, "This morning, we placed it in the eyes of the ten great items. Originally, I thought that the news was unreliable, but … President, take a look at your mailbox. "

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Ling Ling. Seems like the matter was serious.

Work mailbox.

Unread message.

The top ten prodigies had received a notification, and the competition's work was suspected of being copied.

To be investigated?

When Nanfeng Haozhe read this news, he slammed the documents on the table fiercely!

He was truly infuriated!

Last time, he couldn't figure out who it was, so this time, he was being arrogant?

"Ling Ling, who do you think caused this matter?"

After Nanfeng Haozhe asked this question, Ling Ling didn't dare to reply.

Ling Ling knew what Nanfeng Haozhe was thinking in her heart, but as her secretary, she could not say it out loud. However, she did not say anything, and Nanfeng Haozhe did not force her to speak. Instead, he folded his hands and placed them on the table, then dialed the number of the intercom.

"Come to the office."

"Yes, CEO."

Two minutes later, Ling Ling walked out of the office to brew coffee, and coincidentally met Sister Zhou at the entrance of the office. Ling Ling pulled Sister Zhou to the side and whispered, "Why are you here? Was it the CEO who asked you to come? "

"Yes." What happened? "

The Sister Zhou looked at Ling Ling in a confused manner. Ling Ling hurriedly covered her mouth and whispered, "What else is there? Let me tell you, someone reported your painting of a Design Draft, and it was actually a plagiarism. "

Sister Zhou's eyes turned and her face was filled with disbelief, "Impossible?"

"Never mind, you go in and talk to the CEO."

Ling Ling sighed, turned and left, hoping that the matter this time, would not be so troublesome. Last time, in order to settle the matter with Han Yao, Nanfeng Haozhe had already offended a lot of people from the top ten stores.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

Sister Zhou knocked on the door as Nanfeng Haozhe coldly said the two words "come in".