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The assistant factory director took out the black plastic bag from which Tang Tianbao and Mo Luo had arranged for him.

Tang Tianbao's already expression also gave the deputy director a lot of confidence.

"How is it? Boss Tang, this piece of paper isn't bad, right? "You sure have good eyes. To tell you the truth, this set of clothes is the best sold in our factory." The deputy director who did not know what was going on was still blabbering on and on.

Tang Tianbao made a "pause" gesture with his hands, and then fixed his gaze on the deputy director, asking him, "Is there another shirt that goes with this one?"

When the assistant director heard this, he smiled and rolled his eyes, "Aiya, Boss Tang. I didn't expect that you would be someone who has seen the world so clearly at such a young age." You're right, this is a romantic outfit. Now the romantic couples in the streets and alleys of Chaozhou are all wearing this type of dress which is produced by our factory. "

Tang Tianbao thought for a moment and decided to hold back. He told himself in his heart: You must not alert the enemy. There must be an even bigger scheme going on behind this.

He first steadied the deputy factory manager, then pretended to be serious and cooperate as he asked, "This pair of clothes is indeed not bad. I've seen it in the shopping mall before, and its sales are also quite good. It's just that I didn't expect it to be produced by your factory."

"What is it? Boss Tang's words mean that you think our factory is not big enough? " The deputy director glanced at Tang Tianbao and asked.

"Oh, factory, you misunderstand. I really didn't mean that. "Isn't there an old saying that when mountains are not high, when immortals are in their spirit, when water is not deep, when dragons are in their spirit; when factories are not in their size, the ones that produce the best are the good ones."

The deputy factory director smiled and said, "Boss Tang, I can see that you're a cultured person. "It seems like you have a plan."

"Oh right, factory, let me ask you something?" Where did the designer of this couple scheme come from? " Tang Tianbao slowly moved the topic to the main topic at hand.

"Oh, I really don't know about that. We are only responsible for manufacturing and manufacturing, how could we care about design projects? Love is who it is, and it has nothing to do with the rest of us. " The deputy director said.

Tang Tianbao was extremely dissatisfied with this answer, but seeing that the deputy director didn't seem to be lying, he could only believe it.

Walking out of the factory, Tang Tianbao let out a sigh. He didn't expect Su Ai Lan to be this kind of person. She secretly took her design manuscript and sold it to another factory to process production. This was bullying. Tang Tianbao adjusted a cigarette by himself and walked forward. The road was neither wide nor narrow, and there were very few cars on the road. This was the secluded Zang Xing Street. This street is probably the only street in the entire Chaozhou city that has never had a traffic jam history.

At this moment, a taxi came out from behind Tang Tianbao, almost knocking him over.

"Young man, you told me to wait for you here, why did you leave by yourself? Are you still going to take the bus? " The driver appeared to be in a hurry.

At this moment, Tang Tianbao suddenly remembered that he had given ten dollars to this driver. Tang Tianbao got into a taxi and said to the driver, "To Eileen Fashion."

Tang Tianbao also felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood today. His vigor shot out in all directions as he ran around busily. However, he didn't feel the slightest bit of tiredness. For the sake of that "refreshing summer" pair of clothes, he seemed to have no idea what it meant to be tired.

The taxi stopped at "Eilan Fashion". The towering office building was still as eye-catching as ever. Tang Tianbao angrily got on the elevator.

Su Ai Lan was not at the company, and it was the secretary, Yao Hong Ying, who received Tang Tian Bao.

"The design of the Tang Dynasty?" Yao Hongying said with a flattering look on her face.

Tang Tianbao no longer had the mood to appreciate Yao Hongying's pair of eyes that continuously flashed with lightning. He went straight to the point and asked, "Is Director Su here?"

"Oh, CEO Su didn't come to the company for the entire day. What business do you have with Director Su? " Yao Hongying asked.

"What does it matter to you?" After Tang Tianbao said this sentence, he left the company. He only heard the flirtatious secretary say, "Don't you dare not recognize my good intentions, what kind of person do you think I am?!"

The more Tang Tianbao thought about it, the angrier he got. The manuscript that he had painstakingly designed just entered the mall without any reason and it even had nothing to do with him, let alone any economic benefits.

After returning to the company, Xie Min criticized Tang Tianbao harshly.

"Why do you think you can't do such a thing? You said I gave you such an important client. Why are you so disappointing? " Xie Min was so angry that her windpipe popped out from her neck.

"Director Xie, things are not as you imagined … "Yes …"

"Don't explain it, it's your fault that you didn't sign the contract. What else do you have to explain? " At this moment, Xie Min was like an angry tigress, not allowing anyone to interrupt her.

Tang Tianbao could only lower his head in silence. He didn't know what to say. All the explanations were useless. Xie Min had changed. She was no longer the same cute and pretty girl she'd met before. Now, she too had become a powerful person. Her mind was filled with dirty money, devoid of any trace of interest in others. This was how the world worked. Time slowly changed a person. Perhaps it was just a fleeting moment, a fleeting moment.

"Alright, go back and think about it. Write a book that makes mistakes. In addition, investigate which company Jia Da Fa sold the factory to. and give it to me with your erroneous book. " After Xie Min finished speaking, she impatiently waved her hand at Tang Tianbao, indicating that he could leave. This gesture was extremely disrespectful, as if a rich boss was ordering a servant around.

Wrong book? This was Tang Tianbao's first time hearing this phrase. What was a book about mistakes? How to write a wrong book? He originally wanted to ask this 18-year-old girl who was deliberately making things difficult for him, but then he thought better of it. Endure it …

Tang Tianbao also felt that after walking from the campus into the society, he had changed a lot. He no longer revealed his edge like before, and sometimes, when he did things, he was no longer as arbitrary. It was very obvious that the edges of Tang Tianbao's body had already been polished smooth by the great river of society. A piece of rock with a sharp edge had turned into a pebble. This was not just Tang Tianbao's sorrow alone. Everyone would be washed clean by this great river of society, and there would only be a few people who insisted on their own side.

Tang Tianbao sat in his own office, his mind still thinking that it wasn't about the erroneous books, but about the proposal he and Mo Luo had come up with together. How did that plan end up in Jia Da Fa's factory? It all seemed very mysterious.

Tang Tianbao lit up a cigarette. He liked to light up a cigarette while pondering his problems, as if this was the only way to truly focus his attention. His brain was no longer enough, and from time to time, his mind would wander. Every time he was distracted, he would habitually take out his cigarette, letting his thoughts slow down and focus. "He took a deep breath and exhaled a large cloud of smoke, like a cloud in the sky. It lingered in front of Tang Tianbao's eyes for a long time.

Tang Tianbao boldly made a hypothesis. If Su Ai Lan had secretly sold her design manuscript, would she voluntarily admit it? If he admitted it himself, would he still be able to sell the design manuscript secretly? Since he had already asked Su Ai Lan, she had clearly told him that there was no production. Then how did this manuscript appear in Jia Da Fa's factory? They even blatantly manufactured the goods and distributed them to all the major shopping malls in Chaozhou. The more Tang Tianbao thought about it, the more he couldn't bear thinking about tomorrow. He stood up from his chair and shouted towards the large hall's square shaped office, "Mo Luo, come over here for a bit."

Mo Luo who was seriously watching the movie from the Qing Gong Residence heard someone calling his name and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly switched off the mini screen on the screen. She hurriedly stood up from her chair. Her expression was blank for a moment before she recovered. She mechanically replied, "Oh, okay."

When Mo Luo moved his chair, there was the sound of him rubbing the floor, the sound was piercing, very unpleasant to listen to …

"Director Tang, you're looking for me?" Mo Luo said as he knocked on the door to Tang Tianbao's office.

"Come in." Tang Tianbao was a little surprised as he had also hurried over to Mo Luo. It was as though he had distanced himself from him these past few days.

"Sit, why are you standing there?" When Tang Tianbao saw Mo Luo walk in, he stood there like a telegraph pole.

Mo Luo followed Tang Tianbao's instructions and sat down. His eyes constantly blinked, and his expression was a little nervous.

"Have you been like this lately?" Tang Tianbao felt displeasure in his heart because of Mo Luo's strength. He asked, "You …"

"Director, I was wrong. I won't watch TV shows during work from now on." Mo Luo admitted it.

"Aiya, what's going on? I mean, why are you always so listless these days? You haven't been in this office since I moved in, have you? Don't even mention coming, you rarely talk to me. What's wrong? Did you anger your teacher for not doing well somewhere? " Tang Tianbao chatted with concern.

"No." Mo Luo explained, but his expression was still very stiff.

"Did something happen to you recently?" "Why is he so depressed all of a sudden?" Tang Tianbao continued to ask.

Mo Luo thought, of course something happened, meeting a man he really liked but didn't like. Actually, she really wanted to say this to Tang Tianbao. She really wanted to tell him that he had caused her to become like this. However, she did not say it out loud. This was the stubbornness of loving a person, choosing to sacrifice herself for the other party, even if it was a misunderstanding. She did not hesitate to bear all the pain and sadness herself, and she would not tell him. In this world, there were many people who were infatuated with each other, but there were also many people who did not know why there were always people silently waiting and giving their blessings.

"No, it's fine." Mo Luo forced out a smile, he seemed stiff and stiff.

"Mo Luo, I believe that you are a strong girl. No matter what difficulties you encounter, I hope that you can tell this master of the past that I might be able to help you." Tang Tianbao had a manly look on his face.

Mo Luo's expression finally became somewhat gratified as she nodded her head. At this moment, her eyes were filled with tears. The moment Tang Tianbao turned around, she hurriedly wiped them away. Then she shook her bangs, letting them slowly slide down, covering one of her eyes.

"Oh yeah, what I want to tell you is, do you still remember the 'Shuang Xia' that we worked together? Didn't they already set up shelves in all the major shopping malls? "I got it …" Tang Tianbao intentionally lowered his voice. When he reached the critical moment, he stood up from his chair and walked to the door and closed it. He then placed his ear next to Mo Luo's ear and continued, "It was produced in that factory of Chief Jia Da Fa …"

Before Tang Tianbao could finish his sentence, the office door suddenly opened. From the entrance, Tang Tianbao stuck out his butt and tightly pressed his head against Mo Luo's face. This was a typical office robbery. The love scene, witness and evidence were all there. Although it was just a misunderstanding, from the perspective of the door, he didn't want to misunderstand. What was there to say that he had to stick it close to his ear? What did he have to say to that?

The person standing at the door was none other than Yu Meng.