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Are you the special agent?

Zhao Xi took a look around. He was indeed a powerful designer, and her reputation in the world of clothing wasn't fake either. Although many of the designs were only in the rudimentary form, it was already possible to see where the highlight was.

If she could cooperate with Song Yang, she would definitely benefit greatly.

With a cold face, Mo Ziran sat on the sofa, raising his legs and playing with the extremely designed white jade sculpture in his hand, silently staring at the two people sitting on Master Zhu's table.

With Mo Ziran here, even if he was only sitting on the sofa, Song Yang would not dare to sit on the main seat. Therefore, he and Zhao Xi sat opposite of each other on the lower seat.

"Miss Zhao, with regards to the Mampoz brand, I will complete the first batch of creations with you, but I don't know what kind of effects you want …"

"Wait!" What did you say? "

The M'ampoz brand?

Song Yang was surprised for a moment, and then repeated, "The design concept of the mampoz brand …"

"We're not here to discuss Campo D, are we? "Why Mampz?" Zhao Xi directly turned to look at Mo Ziran who was seated on the sofa, and asked puzzledly.

"Didn't your contract say that your job at the company was realistically adjusted? "Just now was your first mission, now it's your second." Mo Ziran calmly sat on the sofa, his handsome face was full of satisfaction, and he pointed to the first mission.

"…" Zhao Xi blushed, and retorted lazily, "But what is an ampz?"

"New brand, take a look at the details first." Mo Ziran pointed to the document he brought, then lowered his head and played with the sculpture.

"…"

Song Yang wiped away his sweat. So today's cooperation with President Mo was only a matter of half comprehension. Other than him, the other two parties involved were not even aware of what he was trying to do.

And there's also the task President Mo mentioned earlier, of adjusting according to the actual situation, there's actually someone signing this kind of contract?

Zhao Xi took out the folder and opened it. The first page was a logo's design, it was something Zhao Xi had drawn on the map before, and later on Mo Ziran used it to design the ring.

It was clearly stated in the document that she was the designer of the mampuz brand, which she owned exclusively.

The current Mampupoz is under the control of C ampos D, but Mo Ziran will list it on the market.

The main business is jewelry, and the location and style are all decided by Zhao Xi.

"You're going to turn Mampoz into a brand?" Zhao Xi looked at Mo Ziran in shock. Her mind was blank as she blurted out, "What if I lose?"

"… …." Zhao Xi, do you know how to speak? "

He was cursing Zhao Xi for failing when he first started to become Zhao Xi?

"…"

"I didn't mean that. I just thought I might not be hot enough right now." She was aware that if it was just to work with a brand whose style had matured, she would be able to help, but if she had a brand, she was still far from being able to do it.

"So, this brand is still owned by C _ amp _ D. I have many good designers to teach you. When you can support this brand, it will be yours. I'll manage it. You design it. Do you want to do it?"

He could even create a brand with money, but that would not be what Zhao Xi wanted at all, so although it would be troublesome to slowly raise a brand, he had to admit that.

"…"

Zhao Xi looked at him in a daze. To be honest, his suggestion was just too tempting.

She could grow up with this brand.

That's her from now on. That's her.

"I used to want you to wear clothes I designed. In the future, will you wear mampz?" When Zhao Xi said till here, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and he said with some excitement, "You're going to be my model, right? "You don't need any celebrity spokesperson, you can do it. No matter how ugly the things I design are, as long as you wear it, you will definitely be able to sell very well."

Even something that had no design or concept of concept would still look good on Mo Ziran. No celebrity could compare to him, just by looking at his face, there was no reason to be picky about it.

"… …." What you want is beautiful! Zhao Xi, is your head filled with water? "

You want him to laugh like a playboy?

"I'm just making a suggestion." After being rejected, Zhao Xi was not frustrated at all. It would be weird if Mo Ziran really agreed to it, "If this brand is ruined, don't blame me for it."

"If you dare to watch the Mummies fall, I'll strangle you!"

Even if he were to use money to smash this brand, he wouldn't let it collapse!

"…"

Song Yang tried his best to reduce the feeling of existence. Had they already completely forgotten about his existence?

Zhao Xi raised her lips as she looked at the MampOz branding plan. Every part of the plan had been accurately considered and was very focused, she had already found the best businessman in terms of management and support from Mo Ziran's team. Now, all she needed to do was work hard on her own.

However, the style of this plan book was somewhat familiar, every plan was big, it was simply a portrayal of Mo Ziran's action pattern.

"This is the plan book that you wrote yourself?" Zhao Xi asked tentatively, did he still have the time to write this every day? Or did he really not look that busy?

It seems like when I first met him, he really didn't go to the company that often.

"You can't tell?"

Mo Ziran scoffed at her question, would he let others write this?

"Miss Zhao, from the start of the brand's planning, it was personally done by President Mo." Song Yang tactfully added. Their boss was currently trying to please girls, so no matter what, he should try his best to help his subordinates.

"I thought you didn't remember how to write the proposal anymore." Zhao Xi stared at each line of text and read it carefully. These were all Mo Ziran's intentions, but he did not directly express them out.

Mo Ziran looked at her in disdain.

If he said something nice, he would die?

Zhao Xi and Mo Ziran walked out of the meeting room side by side, the details of the previous discussion still on their minds. "Then let me quickly give you my idea, President Mo?"

"… …." "Humph!"

Did he like her calling him that?

There were many people who called him CEO!

"President Mo, Miss Zhao." A female employee who was waiting outside immediately went up to greet them when she saw them coming out. She held a bunch of colorful balloons and said with her head lowered, "President Mo, someone just delivered this to Miss Zhao. It's a young man."

"…"

Mo Ziran's expression instantly turned cold.

Zhao Xi naturally received the balloon first, "Why are you telling this to him?"

The colors of these balloons were very beautiful, very similar to the ones in her memory.

"Did you see who it was?" Mo Ziran's gaze was cold, and his eyes flickered with a cold and harsh light.

The female staff winced and instinctively retreated half a step. "No."

"If you can't even see the person clearly, you can scram!" Mo Ziran took Zhao Xi's arm and angrily walked away. Was she stupid? If she didn't throw it away, what would she do with it?

The female staff member's face changed for a full ten seconds. She was fired?! No! She didn't take the balloons! She didn't know anything!

Zhao Xi practically jogged along with Mo Ziran, "What happened to you?"

"Which wild man?!"

He dared to go out and mess with a man every day under his nose?

Do you want him to lock her up with chains?!

Zhao Xi's arm hurt a little from his grasp, she shook him a little, but held him even tighter: "I don't know any young man, and I don't know who gave it to me either, don't be angry yet! Let me see who it is before I explain it to you. "

Why does he look like a powder keg?

"Bring it here!" Mo Ziran held on to the balloons, thinking of taking them away but he cut his hand, "Let go."

Obediently, Zhao Xi loosened her grip on the balloons and gave them to Mo Ziran. His noble face was ashen, and the multicolored balloons that were floating in the air looked as if they wouldn't budge at all.

"What does it mean to send these cheap balloons? You don't know how to send flowers? " Mo Ziran called for an employee to hand the balloon over to him, "Shove it open and throw it away!"

"…"

Wouldn't he be angrier if he really sent a flower?

"Wait a moment."

Zhao Xi stopped him, and smiled apologetically at her cold eyes: "I'm just trying to see if I'm the person I want to be."

"Who are you thinking about?" Mo Ziran laughed coldly, as a pile of ice shards fell from his eyes.

"Ah, my brother," Zhao Xi replied with a natural expression on his face. He then pointed at the pink colored balloons.

Mo Ziran's anger subsided for a moment, and his eyes shot out an even darker flame: "Your brother?"

"Not my own brother, uncle's son."

Zhao Xi's eyes were fixated on the pink colored balloons. Following the employee's actions, the balloons exploded and a piece of paper fell down.

Zhao Xi picked up the piece of paper and waved it towards Mo Ziran.

"..." "You two are special agents?"

You want to put a note in a balloon? Afraid of being seen?

"I felt it was fun when I was young, so I did it." Zhao Xi opened the slip of paper. The words were written neatly and powerfully, so he was already unfamiliar with it.

Qi Yi's impression was that of her brother, who was playing with her. His grades were very good, and he didn't know when it started, but his handwriting had already become so straight and tall.

"This brother knows that I have the studio, but he also knows that the two of us are together?" Zhao Xi was surprised, how could he know so many things abroad?

The paper note was suddenly pulled out by someone. Mo Ziran coldly finished reading the contents: "You are not allowed to go."

"He's my brother, and you're jealous too?" Zhao Xi walked over, and looked at his expression while laughing, and added, "We are blood related."

"Even if you're related by blood, you can't. If I say no, then no." Mo Ziran grabbed Zhao Xi's hand and left. The figure of her back was rude and unreasonable, something that Zhao Xi had not seen for a long time.

Zhao Xi looked at him puzzledly, and probingly asked: "Why are you so angry?"

She only thought that was not jealous to this extent.

Mo Ziran's cold face did not answer, his footsteps became even faster. Other than being angry, he also revealed a rare look of panic.

It was only until Mo Ziran pulled Zhao Xi out of the carriage that Zhao Xi looked at him seriously: "What's going on?"

"I didn't know you had a brother."

Mo Ziran stared in front of his, his thin lips moving: "I always thought that you were already living a complete life, but now you have more and more space that I'm unable to participate in."

His voice was somewhat rough, and his expression was ugly.

Zhao Xi grabbed his hand.