Chapter 448

Lin Xinghuo went to the chair in front of his desk and sat down. Then he took off the silk scarf on his neck and tied up his long hair.

"When are you going to see the dress?"

Xiaoyan looked at Han Muzi, and his eyes seemed to be asking.

Han Muzi quietly took back her eyes and whispered to Xiaoyan: "you go to do your business, hand it over to me, and we will contact after the end."

"Well, I'll go first."

After Xiao Yan left, Lin Xinghuo looks at Han Muzi and smiles again.

"When will you take me to see the new dress?"

Han Muzi ring in the chest, "if I said, I want to process on that dress, would you like to?"

"Processing?" Lin Xinghuo didn't understand what she meant, but her eyebrows almost curled into a caterpillar: "I see that the dresses in the photos are already broken, can they be reprocessed? No, goddess, I love you so much that you want to wear that ragged skirt for me

Speaking of the end, Lin Xinghuo almost cried, and even said: "but if the goddess is really willing to transform it, even if it is rags, I will."

She had a pathetic expression, like a kitten.

The agent on the side rolled his eyes and pretended I didn't know anything.

"Funny. I checked that dress. The damage rate is over 60%. It's more difficult to reconstruct it than I draw a new design. So You're lucky. Come with me

As soon as Lin Xinghuo heard this, she followed her step by step like a rabbit.

Agent:.... "

She was silent for a moment and quickly followed.

Lin Xinghuo's character is changeable, the agent knows it, but Chen Fei has never seen Lin Xinghuo worship a person so much. At first, Chen Fei was a little strange, was he not a designer? Later, he went to check Han Muzi's personal data and past, and found out that what she had won was a heavyweight award. If she wanted to, she could definitely set off an upsurge in their circle.

It's just She seems to be very low-key. Although her name was Shelly when she started the company, she did not specially publicize this name and had any achievements.

"Do you want to drive?"

After entering the elevator, Lin Xinghuo asked.

Han Muzi nodded: "well, go to my house."

"Go, go to your house?" Lin Xinghuo was stunned and then asked, "where is your home?"

Chen Fei took a breath, and then said: "Shelly designer's Chinese name is Han Muzi. Han is not a common surname in Beicheng. Can't it be the one we want?"

At the end of the day, Chen Fei's mouth also pulled, which seemed a little awkward.

"What do you think?" Han Muzi looked at Chen Fei with a daze in his eyes.

Is the surname Han rare in Beicheng? She didn't know about it.

"Cough..." Chen Fei coughed a few times and then said a name: "I wonder if Miss Shelly knows Han Qing?"

Han Muzi heard the speech and nodded.

"Yes."

Chen Fei immediately widened his eyes, just wanted to ask more, but was surprised by Han Muzi's next words.

"He's my brother."

Chen Fei:

Han Muzi smile, and then whisper: "but my brother now this point in the company, you will not meet him when you go, don't worry about it."

Lin Xinghuo didn't understand anything and nodded: "good."

But in my heart, there are huge waves.

It seems that the goddess is not only excellent, but also perfect in her family. She is actually from the Han family in Beicheng!

In addition to Yeshi's holding up the sky, Han's family is also indispensable. Han Qing, the boss of Han's family, has been on the cover of financial magazines several times, and his personal introduction interview has been on the page.

Lin Xinghuo had seen this man's report at the beginning. He only thought that the man named Han Qing had a little less words and was too calm. However, he was colder than him It's Yemo Shen of Yeshi group.

It is said that he is not willing to accept the interview.

For a while, Lin Xinghuo even thought, is the boss of an enterprise so cold? Later, she found that she was naive, because the boss she saw later was either fat headed or fat bellied. Few of them were good at talking. They were not very cold, and they were also full of color. Except for some honest ones, the rest were mixed with snakes and dragons.

Han family

Han Muzi takes Lin Xinghuo upstairs to enter.

This is the first time that she brought an outsider into the Han family. Of course, in Han Muzi's heart, Xiaoyan is not an outsider, because Han Muzi has subconsciously regarded her as her own relative.

"How big your family is." Lin Xinghuo is very popular. She has made a lot of money. She is almost rich. But when she arrived at the Han family, she found that poverty limited her imagination.The life of the rich You really can't imagine!

Han's house design does not look like the kind of luxury piled up rich, but from the inside to the outside, from the top to the small, from the left to the small, showing noble and exquisite.

Just like a person, if she has lived in a good living environment since childhood, has received higher education and received various training, then the bearing of this person must be from the inside out.

The Han family is like this, and Lin Xinghuo feels that there is a kind of decoration in his home at the moment The feeling of an upstart.

That's right!

That's it!

Pushing open the door, Han Muzi turned to look at Lin Xinghuo: "you come in with me."

When Zhang Fei heard this, he coughed softly: "then I won't go into your girl's room. I'll wait here. The spark will be finished. Just tell me. I'll go downstairs and have a walk."

Han Muzi looked at Zhang Fei and waved to the servant next to him: "take Mr. Zhang downstairs to have a rest and have a good sweep."

"Yes, miss."

Soon the servant left with Zhang Fei.

Lin Xinghuo followed Han Muzi into the room.

This is not Han Muzi's room, but a exhibition hall specially built by Han Qing for Han Muzi.

Who could have thought that there was another world inside the closed door?

After entering, Lin Xinghuo was almost stunned by the scene. She stared at the dazzling design works in front of her. Because Han Muzi was her goddess, she almost recognized that all the works in it were Han Muzi's, and they were all her previous works.

Once again entering here, Han Muzi's heart is also touched.

The existence of this exhibition hall was once told by Su Jiu.

Because after she became a designer, Han Qing, as her brother, would photograph every piece of her design and collect it at home.

Han Muzi's production, most only one or two, except for individual requirements, are here.

Most of them have passed away, but they have never seen a figure since they were sold at a high price.