Chapter 737

At nine o'clock in the evening, an xiaonuan was still playing games. The two children came and urged, "Mom. It's time for us to go to bed. "

"It's time for you to go to bed." An xiaonuan said immediately.

"That's right, but you're going to tell us bedtime stories." Said the two children in one voice.

An xiaonuan nodded and said after a while, "to tell you the truth, my story is not enough. I have finished all the stories of the meeting in the previous few nights."

"You can make it up now. We don't choose." Yedaoruizi.

An xiaonuan shakes her head. She's not that material. She can't make it up.

"Let's talk about your past. We are also interested in that." Night Son Rui says.

An xiaonuan thought about it and said, "this is OK."

The two children quickly went to bed and lay down. An xiaonuan went over and asked, "what story do you want to know? I'll tell you

"How did you know the boss of xuanmei group?" Night Son Yu asks a way.

Hearing this question, an xiaonuan was angry and laughed. He didn't allow them to mention yemingjue and dad. He was the boss of xuanmei group. Literally, there was no problem.

"Did you two take advantage of Lord Yeming to be undercover?" An xiaonuan asked with a smile.

"Mom, your imagination is too rich. How can we be the undercover of yemingjue? You talk without evidence. My heart is broken." Night Son Yu a face grievance of say.

An xiaonuan is staring at yeziyu. He is really aggrieved. He doesn't seem to be acting. If you look at yezirui, he is calm.

Is it because she thinks too much? No matter how smart she is, she is only a five-year-old, and her acting skills are not as good as this.

So, although they don't talk about it, they still think about yemingjue. He is really a son. Even if sometimes the father and son are not right, their feelings are real.

"Mom, if you don't want to say this, you can say anything you want. We all like to hear it." Night Son Rui says with a smile.

An xiaonuan thought for a moment and said, "it doesn't matter. After all, he is your father. You think he is normal. I shouldn't ask you not to mention him. After thinking about it, it doesn't matter. Just don't disclose our whereabouts to him."

Hearing this sentence, night Son Rui's heart finally put down, let son Yu to ask is really right, although just some exposed danger, but fortunately there is no danger, after this time, his task will be much easier.

"Mom, now that you agree, let's talk about it. We can sleep after listening to it." Night Son Yu some urgent urge way.

An xiaonuan sat down by the bed, and then began to talk about the things she knew yemingjue: "yemingjue and I first knew each other. In fact, it was a story of mutual help. When I came home from school at night, I saved the injured Yeh. A few days later, he saved me from coma. In this way, we officially met."

"Although the story is conventional, I have to say that your fate is too clever." Night Son Yu regrets a way.

"So you're in love at first sight, and you're in love with each other?" Night Son Rui asks a way.

"He should have fallen in love with me almost at first sight, because he soon proposed to marry me. His character won't hurt him. As for me, I didn't like him until later." An xiaonuan said calmly.

"Ha ha, Zi Rui, I won. If you want to design a simple and fun game for me, I will say that my father must like my mother first, but you don't believe it. How about that? I'm convinced this time." Night Son Yu very proud of say.

"OK, I'm willing to accept defeat. I'll design for you. Go to sleep." Night Son Rui some depressed way.

It's so strange for these two guys to make a bet. It's just for the sake of the two little guys.

But it's not the first thing they do. There's nothing to be surprised about.

When the two children go to bed, an xiaonuan gets up and goes to the bathroom to wash. It's past ten o'clock after washing, and an xiaonuan also enters the sleep mode.

The next morning, an xiaonuan first sent her two children to school, and then went to work by herself.

She went to the design department and found that the atmosphere was dignified.

An xiaonuan sat down in her seat and asked Qin Jing in a low voice, "what's the situation?"

"All the people who participated in the internal competition have handed in their works, and the manager decided to confirm the candidate for the chief designer today." Qin Jing returned.

So it is. No wonder some atmosphere is not right. Competition always makes people excited and nervous.

Before long, people from other departments came in one after another. It should be the judges from other departments invited by the manager.

At 9:30, manager Zhong's assistant told all the people in the design department to go to the meeting room.

When everyone arrived, manager Zhong said: "in our internal competition, a total of seven designers participated, and I also invited seven department managers to participate in the selection. For the sake of fairness, I will put the works first, but I will not announce the designers. Each judge has one vote for the favorite one, 10 points for each vote, and the remaining 30 points are in my hands, the one with the highest score If one person wins, I'll ask the assistant president to vote in case of the same number of shares. "With that, manager Zhong put the seven design drawings together on the big screen of the conference room.

A moment later, there was a discussion below.

A few judges, as laymen, are watching the excitement. Their idea is very simple. They can choose which is pleasing to the eye. Members of the design department have a lot to discuss, from creativity to overall aesthetic feeling, and even to small details. There are countless topics to talk about.

After about five minutes, manager Zhong said, "well, please write down the names of your favorite works on the tickets."

With just a few people, the result of the vote came out very quickly.

The judges went back after the voting. They were just asked by manager Zhong for help. Later, they were not interested.

In the end, four votes for Ferris wheel's love, two votes for angel's heart, one vote for lucky star, and none of the others.

The difference between the voting results is obvious, but there is still 30 points in the hands of manager Zhong. If she votes for the first or the second, there will be no suspense. If she votes for the third, there will be a judgment.

After reading all her works, she got a high score of four votes. An xiaonuan takes it for granted. Although she doesn't think her works are great, she is also a person who has been guided by master Yiling. Compared with other people's works, she is still a higher level.

Everyone's eyes are focused on manager Zhong, some anxiously waiting for the final result.

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