Chapter 139

From data collection, to input, design analysis, design drawings, proofing, almost every link has her share, and it is not in a project.

"Xiaobai, you and Qiqi don't have rich work experience. This job is casual and looks complicated, but you will learn a lot from it when you do it as a whole." This is Xiao Peipei's consolation.

"I know, but sister Pepe, I have something to do tonight. Can I not work overtime so late?" Ji Wan is white.

But the result did not expect, her words a, Xiao Peipei than she is still in a dilemma!

"Lan Lan's child has a fever, and Xiao Yang's father has broken his leg and is hospitalized To be honest, there are not many people who can help. If it goes well, maybe it can be solved before work

"This..."

How is that possible?

Seeing that Ji Wanbai didn't let go, Xiao Peipei had to change his tone: "of course, if you really don't want to work overtime, I don't want to force you. Director Cheng is still in the company with the progress of the project, and she is leading everyone to fight. After all, you are still with us..."

"Forget it, you're busy."

Xiao Pei Pei's every word, with sharp irony, everywhere provoking Ji Wanbai's most sensitive nerve.

Ji Wan white how good meaning to refuse, as long as the hard scalp agreed to come down.

It's said that Cheng Xuemo is fighting like this in order to catch up with a recent fashion show.

So, even lunch is ordered to take out in the office, there is no time to go out.

At 6:30 in the evening, most of the people in the whole department were busy except for a few people who had something to do at home.

Ji Wanbai has to call Mu Liye to ask for leave, and Mu Liye is very considerate to tell her that he will wait for her!

On the top floor, in the president's office.

"Boss, housekeeper Ouyang has called several times and said that the old lady is thinking about your birthday. Would you like to come over this evening?" Xu an has received a call from the housekeeper for the third time.

Li Wanji's tired face always sits on the blue and white painting frame.

"Is the design department really that busy?" Mu Li night picked up the mobile phone on the table, looking at Ji Wanbai's message to him, it was forty minutes ago.

"This..." Xu an is embarrassed: "I heard that the whole department is working overtime. It started at noon. This time, director Cheng won the show from Wanlin group. She seems to be very interested."

"Oh, it's a good time for her to take heart!" Molly gave a cold puff in his nose at night.

"What about the old lady? You used to go back to see her every birthday? "

The blue ice eyes floated a layer of cloud like confusion, but the next second, the man's tall and straight body stood up from the chair, picked up the car key on the table and walked towards the door.

"I'll drive to the hospital by myself. You stay at the company and wait for me to come back."

Muri left a cold command in the night and left without looking back.

Two hours later, Xu an slept soundly in the office of Muli night.

"Bang" exploded on Xu an's head, and a magazine about a direct thick A4 size hit him in the face.

Xu an was awakened, covered his face and cried: "Wuwuwuwu, boss, do you want me to disfigure?"

"It's just the right thing to destroy. Make it whole again." Muli was very angry at night.

Smart Xu an thinks that muliye is so angry because he quarrels with the old lady again. Although Ji Wanbai's temporary overtime work today has already made muliye very angry.

"Boss, don't be angry with the old lady. She's old and now she's in hospital. You should be more tolerant of her. Today is your birthday, so don't..."

"What are you talking about?" Mu Li night impatiently interrupted him, a pair of gloomy eyes coldly stare at him in the past.

Today, my wife is very considerate and didn't make any trouble with him!

"Miss Ji is still working overtime?" Mu Li night looked at a cell phone, almost three hours, or no movement.

If he didn't care about Ji Wanbai's feelings, he would have smashed the damned fashion design department.

Over the years, Xu an has formed a habit that as long as his family is the eldest, his back will get chilly as soon as he uses questions, especially when he knows that he is angry.

But now we need to answer truthfully: "no, but did director Cheng come up just now?"

"She?" Mu Li's eyes flashed in the night.

At this time, the door of the office was knocked again. Cui Yuhan had already left work. At this time, who would come back and dare to knock directly on the door of the president's office.

Mu Liye leaned back on the chair, half closed his eyes, put his long finger between his eyebrows and didn't speak. Xu an had to open the door.

"Assistant Xu, is the president back?" The person standing at the door is no one else. It's Cheng Xuemo who just came half an hour ago.

Tonight, Cheng Xuemo is wearing a light blue dress with elegant make-up and a "Snowy Night" on her wrist. She looks gentle and quiet, different from the competent "Huning" downstairs.

In the distant Muli night, the long finger is still on the center of the eyebrow, gently to ease his fatigue.

He didn't sleep well yesterday. Today, he was a little tired at this point, not to mention Ji Wanbai. His aunt stayed up late and worked overtime!

Hearing Cheng Xuemo's voice, he could not help but coagulate his long fingers, and his lips began to smile sarcastically.

This little trick

"Let her in."

Mu Li's voice in the night was as cold as the wind blowing from the snow mountain. It was so light that there was no emotion, but it still rippled her.

After Xu an goes out, Cheng Xuemo comes in.

In the office, there are only two people left, Cheng Xuemo and muliye.

The night is so quiet that Cheng Xuemo can hear the breath of Muli night. Although there is a distance of two meters between them, as long as Muli night exists in the air, Cheng Xuemo can be excited.

"This is my birthday present for you. Happy birthday to you." Cheng Xuemo takes out a light blue brocade box from behind and puts it on the table. Her slender fingers slowly push forward until the brocade box is put in front of the man.

"Thank you." The night language of Muli is cool and thin.

Cheng Xuemo didn't wait for Muli night to open her mouth, so she sat down and looked at the man in front of her. Her heart beat several times faster.

Under the cover of the night, the man's straight body sits at the desk, like a huge mountain, with a cold, deep and cold look, and can't feel a trace of her temperature.

After the "thank you" that surprised Cheng Xuemo, there was a long silence, while the man opposite was holding a mobile phone, and there was no change in his face like an iceberg.

"I have something to tell you, I I believe it will be the best birthday present you've ever received. " Cheng Xuemo's courage, full of expectation eyes have been staring at the man's eyes.