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"… …." "To eat."

Zhao Xi swore that she would never discuss similar things with him ever again.

After finishing their meal, Zhao Xi directly drove from Mohist Group to studio. Compared to the time before, she had a lot less work to do, so the sudden idleness made her slow down.

When he walked out of the office, Zhao Xi saw the white card from afar.

The familiar colors and design made her pause for a moment. She walked to the desk and picked up the white invitation card, just like when she saw it in Mo Ziran's office.

Opening the title page, it was still a beautiful font. Other than the sincere invitation, the most eye-catching thing was Fang Han's name.

He was clearly used to being unfamiliar with this place, but he suddenly appeared again.

This feeling made Zhao Xi a little uneasy.

She was startled for a moment.

In the past, she had likened Fang Han to a prince charming on a white horse. Even though he didn't have emotions, he had proved her trust. At that time, Fang Han was her benefactor and her most trustworthy friend.

But now, when she heard Fang Han's name, her first reaction was one of unease.

Although he didn't know when it had started, it had become more and more ingrained as time went on.

She stared at the invitation for a moment, then walked around the desk and threw it in the trash can.

The Fang Group's Autumn press conference had become much dimmer due to the news of the creation of the Mohist Group's Mampazzle brand. Zhao Xi had never paid attention to these news before, but she had heard of some news in the media comparing the two groups.

The corporation itself did not have anything good to compare, but the love history of the two CEOs was worth investigating, and what filled the entire report was Zhao Xi's name.

"Sara," Zhao Xi handed over the documents she had approved out to her, as well as the arrangements for the night, "Gong Qi called me, saying that he wanted to eat together with me. The last time was when you accompanied me there, so you should accompany me this time."

"Sure." "Ever since that advertisement went up in flames, many of my friends have been asking me for his autograph. The President Mo is a genius, and if he had come to be an advertisement planner instead of a CEO, I don't think we would have had a thing to do."

"No matter what he does, he can do it very well."

Zhao Xi's gaze was as gentle as a wave. Many things would naturally happen when it came to Mo Ziran.

For example, in the short period of time that he had returned to the country, the Mohist Group quickly changed from a defensive position to an offensive position, and once again expanded the market area.

For example, his first advertisement had already spread across Eurasia before it even went public, and the scope of influence was still growing.

For example, many of the things that he had promised were clearly extremely difficult situations, but he still turned them into possibilities.

"Sister Xi, are you showing your love?"

She was already injured when she followed Zhao Xi to Mohist Group to work. Now that they were finally in her territory, Zhao Xi instead showed her love and affection in front of her.

That kind of arrogant tone was simply unbearable!

"You were the one who mentioned it."

Zhao Xi was puzzled but at the same time innocent, she was just listening to Sara's words.

"… …." But Sister Xi, you can't agree. When someone is praising your man, shouldn't you be a bit more modest? "

Zhao Xi looked at Sara very seriously and said: "But don't you feel that if I say anything when you praise Mo Ziran, will you feel that I am showing off my love?"

"…"

It seemed to be true.

Zhao Xi left the table that she was leaning on, and when she turned around, she saw a corner of the white card on the table that was being pushed out by a book, she focused on it, and then went into deep thought.

The light inside the box was rather dim, but the decorative patterns on the walls gave it an even more hierarchical feel.

It was the same room, the same person.

Zhao Xi toasted with Gong Qi and Sara, and Gong Qi drank it all in one gulp, "Miss Zhao's contract is the most suitable contract I have ever signed."

"It's a win-win situation."

She provided Gong Qi with a better platform, and Gong Qi helped her complete the presentation of her clothing.

"Gong Qi, your performance is really good." "I didn't think you could present the President Mo's plan so well."

"It's because I didn't think that I would have the chance to perform such a promotional video."

Although he had made a hit with Paris Fashion Week, he would soon be overwhelmed if he failed to succeed. This opportunity was equivalent to getting him a gold card, and with or without a suitable invitation, he would be able to take his place on the T stage as long as he succeeded this time.

"Then can we talk about the follow-up cooperation?"

The contract they signed last time was only effective for half a year, and their career as model was very short. Half a year's time was enough to control their development, so they had to be very careful when signing it.

"Of course, I think that Miss Zhao is a very good partner."

Be it in terms of ability or resources.

He originally thought that the media reports would only focus on Zhao Xi and Mo Ziran's collaboration, but he never thought that the few costumes in front of the commercial had already become the focus of the design world.

Noble but fashionable, luxurious but not ostentatious.

This style will become the new fashion standard of the small and upper-class society.

This kind of situation was just like when Zhao Xi was blown out of the back door in Eli's competition, where the eyes of the masses were focused on her design.

Although it was true that Zhao Xi had a close relationship with others that allowed her to rise up so quickly, the reason she was able to sit so steadily in that position was because of her strength.

Mo Ziran's power had brought her to a certain height, but she still steadily occupied that place and continued to climb. No one dared to say that her strength could not match up to his current position.

Zhao Xi's mood also became lighter, "Then let's discuss the details of our future cooperation?"

"You haven't prepared the contract book yet, have you?" Gong Qi subconsciously looked at Sara, and sure enough, Sara took out a few documents and handed them over to him. However, after he received them, he realized that it was a photo, "Signature? Miss Zhao, you can't be thinking of taking my autograph to sell, right? "

"Although this can make money, I don't have this kind of hobby. I didn't prepare the contract this time, it's Sara's, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Xi quickly cut all relations between them. As long as the contract continued for a further period, she would be able to adjust the contract and make changes to it. There was no need to reprepare the contract.

Yes, this is mine, the previous contract with you was also facilitated by me, big handsome brother Gong Qi, can you help me sign a few pictures now?

Sara quickly took out a pen from her bag and handed it over to Gong Qi. These were all the photos she had printed before coming over, and the contents were all from her friends.

Sara looked at Gong Qi who was buried his head and not looking at the contents of the photo. Luckily he was already used to signing, luckily the lights here were not lit properly, if not she would really lose her face today.

In the bathroom, Zhao Xi checked her hair and clothes in the mirror, and then walked out after checking three times. Just as she walked out, Zhao Xi was startled by the person leaning on the wall.

She blinked, and after confirming that it wasn't an illusion, she opened her mouth and asked, "Fang Han?"

Fang Han was still wearing a white shirt. He was handsome and handsome, like an elegant gentleman. He looked just like a prince.

He leaned against the wall and lowered his head slightly. Only after hearing Zhao Xi's voice did he raise his eyes and look at her.

The last time they faced each other like this was in Europe. Although it wasn't for a long time, it was extremely strange. Even without deliberately sensing, Zhao Xi could feel the estrangement between them.

"Long time no see."

Fang Han's voice was low and very gentle, a tone Zhao Xi was used to.

"Long time no see."

Zhao Xi did not think that Fang Han waiting here was a coincidence, but she could not find anything else to say other than following Fang Han's instructions.

"You look very good. I've seen your design. Compared to before, it's a whole new level."

The designer's design had nothing to do with technique. It was an injection of a person's design soul, Zhao Xi's design was more mature and more attractive than before.

"Thank you. Are you waiting for me?"

Suddenly, she felt a little tired, this kind of way of speaking made Zhao Xi feel disgusted, she directly asked the reason, and did not want to be entangled anymore.

Fang Han's gaze was slightly dejected as he smiled bitterly, "You hate me so much."

"… …." "No."

She didn't hate him, she just hated this kind of false conversation.

"Do you remember when we first met?" Fang Han's eyes flashed with a deep light, his tone became brisk and melodious, as if he had thought of something interesting. "At that time, you were drunk and reckless, unlike now."

"..." I don't remember. "

It was not a lie, when Zhao Xi recalled it, she suddenly realised that she could not remember anymore.

Whether it was because time passed too quickly or because she was heartless, she could not remember the scene when she first met Fang Han.

Fang Han fell silent, a pained look on his face.

Zhao Xi was slightly sorry, but she still slowly said in a serious tone, "It seems like it's only been a year and a half, but I feel like I've already passed my entire life. There are too many things that have happened, I'm unable to remember them all."

In her memory, the only person that was still alive was the tyrannical man that she needed to cherish.

"But you can still say my name." A flash of unwillingness appeared in Fang Han's eyes, and his tone turned stubborn. "It's not like you don't remember anything."

"I'm not suffering from amnesia, how can I not remember?"

The people who came and went to the washroom all cast puzzled glances at them. Zhao Xi could not help but be glad that the light here was of the dark attributed. Otherwise, if someone found out that she was meeting Fang Han here, it would cause another commotion on the news.

"I sent you an invitation card. Did you see it?" Fang Han changed the topic, his relaxed smile like he was really just chatting with an old friend.

"Invitation card?" Zhao Xi was startled, she quickly asked back, "Why did you send me an invitation card?"

"I want to invite you and Mo Ziran to the Fang Group's autumn ceremony. I sent you a light blue invitation card. Fang Han's gentle but direct gaze firmly locked onto Zhao Xi's clean face, not letting go of even the slightest of her expression.

"… …." Isn't it white? "

Zhao Xi raised her eyes and looked at Fang Han, her tone calm and indifferent.

Fang Han's gaze froze for a moment. "Perhaps I remembered wrongly."