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Mu Qiqi's voice sounded.

Various voices immediately sounded in the office.

sneer, disdain, surprise...

The most ear-piercing one was the fashionable girl who had just looked down on Mu Qiqi with all her might.

"Heh, there really are all kinds of birds in the woods. A toilet cleaner dares to fight over a job with us …"

"That's right. Even if I'm beaten to death, I wouldn't believe that she would scheme something like that."

The moment the woman opened her mouth, there were people who echoed her words. Her words were exceptionally lively.

Mu Qiqi wore a large set of work clothes, but the expression on her face was abnormally resolute. She acted as if she didn't hear the mocking words of these people and continued to stand proudly.

"Quiet!"

Li Dazhi, the manager of the design department, shouted out and looked at her with a pair of bright eyes.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Everyone waited to see what would happen next with expressions of excitement.

Li Dazhi asked with the intention to fight to the death, "You know fashion design?"

"I studied painting, but I've never done clothing design before …" Before Mu Qiqi could finish speaking, the surrounding crowd became lively again.

"Tsk, didn't I say that it was just a kindergarten student who learned how to draw!"

"Shut up!" As the department manager, Li Dazhi's anxiety was not something that these people could understand, so he naturally had more foresight than these people. If this matter was not properly arranged, it was very likely that he would be the one to scram tomorrow.

Being yelled at by him, everyone bitterly shut up as they looked at Mu Qi Qi with even more unfriendly expressions.

"Go on."

Li Da Zhi's gaze once again shifted to Mu Qi Qi's face, a bit of anticipation in his eyes. If she could really replace Dong Yin as the designer, then that would be great.

"But I can try!" Mu Qiqi had a calm and unperturbed expression on her face, as if the chattering around her didn't exist at all, completely unaffected.

"Fine, I'll give you a chance. How long do you need?" Li Dazhi was also a straightforward person, and most importantly, this matter forced him to be a bit more nimble.

Mu Qiqi raised her chin, neither servile nor overbearing, "One hour!"

"Good!" I'll show you the script for designer Dong. " Li Dazhi's face was filled with unconcealable excitement as his eyes brimmed with stars of joy.

"No need, I want to use my own thoughts." Mu Qiqi calmly looked at him, then said, "Please show me the things related to our famous brand."

"Good, good, good!" Li Da Zhi immediately sent someone to get it, and arranged the most comfortable spot for Mu Qi Qi to start immediately.

"..."

In the lattice room.

Mu Qiqi was carrying out her own design in a bold and bold manner.

Although she had never worked in the field of fashion design, her years of experience as a young child illustrator on the Web site made her feel comfortable.

Most of all, when she was designing these clothes, she was fully thinking about Little Star, that clever little guy, and she was very excited when she designed them using him as a model.

Seeing her write this down without any hesitation, the colleagues who had gathered around to watch the commotion were all dumbfounded.

This skill?

You dare to say that you are inexperienced?

His name was Chen Xiuya, and he was quite famous in the Mo family. Originally, he wanted to say that there was a car accident that happened to designer Dong, and from today onwards, the title of number one designer in the world would fall on her shoulders. However, he never thought that she would be able to find a way out. The moment he appeared on stage, he immediately took the spotlight.

Would this allow her to live a good life in the future?

He fiercely stared at the design on Mu Qiqi's drawing board. His heavily made up eyebrows were glinting with an indignant light.