Without waiting for Fu Zhiran's reply, she continued to send, "blueberry that little bitch smashed looks a bit beautiful, you smash down two million to press her list, then in reality, you have to do your best to press ah, can't let her out of the limelight, otherwise your two million is not white smashed."

Fu Zhiran can imagine that Wang Qiong's children's shoes hate iron but not steel over there.

But this guy seems to have a point.

Originally, she didn't have much hope. It's best for her to sell copyrights. It's nothing if she can't sell them, but Jing Yan spent two million on her behalf.

I don't know if I can earn the two million.

Just look at Jing Yan, who has spent two million on her behalf and pressed blueberry. She wants to fight for him and push her to the end at the annual meeting.

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Zhiran decided to listen to Wang Qiong's advice and buy a dress. It happens to be on the top floor of this shopping mall, which sells dresses and wedding supplies.

After thinking about it, she looked at Yun Mu Su and asked, "Mr. Yun, are you going to have dinner now?"

Cloud Mu Su asks: "do you have urgent matter?"

"Nothing urgent." Fu Zhiran smiles and shakes his head, "I want to go upstairs for a stroll."

Anyway, it's embarrassing to be seen sitting here.

"Together." Cloud Mu Su said then put down the drink in the hand, want to get up.

Seeing this, Fu Zhiran immediately said, "forget it, don't go."

Her tone, her meaning is very obvious, cloud Mu Su asked: "do you mind if I go shopping with you?"

"Yes." Fu Zhiran nodded and admitted frankly.

She is a married woman. She goes shopping with other men, and it's just the two of them. What's the matter.

Cloud Mu Su not only didn't feel angry or embarrassed because she was so direct, but askew her neck and stare at her little face with interest.

Fu Zhiran was very uncomfortable with him. "Is Mr. Yun very idle every day?"

He looks like a promising young man. Like LAN Jingyan, he should be able to manage everything every day.

Why does he feel so idle every time she gives her?

For example, now, at the best time of the day, he is sitting here holding milk tea and waiting to die.

"Because I'm injured, I can't do anything. I just answer and make phone calls every day and arrange my work." Cloud Mu Su says, lift the injured hand intentionally again.

In front of Fu Zhiran's eyes.

Fu Zhiran looked at the gauze wrapped in his hand, and his throat was silent as if it had stuck.

Cloud Mu Su's voice rang out again, "you go to stroll, I also casually turn around."

Smell speech, Fu Zhi dye eyes a bright, chicken peck general point head, "Mm-hmm."

Then she immediately got up, took her bag and went straight to the top floor.

When she went upstairs, she saw in the window of a dress shop facing the escalator. The model was wearing a white bottomed dress with many colorful flowers and a small V-neck.

Model head with the same series of wreaths, like a flower fairy out of the sea of flowers.

All of a sudden aroused her girlish heart, she walked eagerly, standing in front of the window, staring at the dress on the model.

The sharp eyed salesman found her and welcomed her with a smile. "Miss, if you like, you can come to the store and have a try."

Fu Zhiran's likes are all written in the company, and those with a little eyesight can see it.

"Good..." Fu Zhiran nodded, then thought of what, and stopped, "how much is this dress?"