The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

"Where did Miss Lu get the news from? She is so amazing."

"I have confidence. The last three generations of the Lu family were wealthy businessmen who took root in Rongcheng. By Mr. Lu's generation, they had become the richest man in the area. After Miss Lu took over the power of the company, she never asked those who were secretly waiting to see her jokes. All the people are gone, look, this is the real daughter of a famous lady."

"It can't be compared to those nouveau riche!"

When Nan Jiaojiao heard her colleagues praise Lu Zhenzhen, she was so impressed that the corners of her mouth twitched and she felt a little embarrassed. She truly realized how heart-wrenching and awkward it felt to realize that the focus of other people's conversations was a friend she knew well. I feel proud again.

She didn't participate in the discussion and just stood here for a while. When they stopped talking, she walked back to her seat silently.

The end of his eyes inadvertently brought it to Su Xinying, who immediately glared at her like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "What are you looking at!"

Nan Jiaojiao was so good-tempered that she didn't choke back. Her eyes slowly dropped, she glanced over 280 million, and said with a chuckle: "Limited edition, so high-end."

"It's a high-level one! You can't afford it!"

Su Xinying didn't dare to speak loudly, lest others would hear the joke. She didn't hear what she said just now. It was very difficult to pretend to be deaf. She deliberately carried her bag to work today because she couldn't let the money go to waste. Who knew Lu Zhenzhen was making such a big fuss? .

Thinking of the intimacy between Nan Jiaojiao and Lu Zhenzhen yesterday, she shut up and stuffed the bag into the drawer. With her toes on the ground, she brought the executive chair close to the edge of the table, deliberately blocking the bag.

Two hours later, the regular meeting broke up.

The three designers came back and were busy with their own things.

During the lunch break, someone knocked on the table a few times. Nan Jiaojiao raised her head. Su Xinying avoided her gaze and still looked at the person with her chin. "Su Miaotong asked you to go to her office and pass your design draft to Director Qin."

"Why are you calling?" Nan Jiaojiao was drowsily asleep, but her brain was still there.

Su Xinying glared: "What do you mean! Whether I want to go or not, it's not my manuscript anyway. If you don't believe it, just call and ask Su Miaotong. I'm too lazy to meddle in your business!"

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Nan Jiaojiao understands the truth.

She quietly went to Su Miaotong's office without touching anything. She noticed that the monitoring position was facing the desk. Nan Jiaojiao called Su Miaotong.

"Su Xinying asked me to come to your office and use your number to pass the manuscript to Director Qin, right?"

Su Miaotong paused and seemed to think about it. Her tone was a little vague at first, "I forgot to mention it. I was so busy on Monday. Director Qin did ask us to pass your manuscript to her. She said, You have to finish the official business before sending it, so as not to miss it, please wait."

Her voice was farther away, and the voice of the person next to her could be heard faintly.

Nan Jiaojiao recognized Lin Yi's voice.

"It needs to be sent. I'm out meeting clients right now and I won't be able to get back in a while. I'll tell you the password for my computer. I've already put your manuscript in the mailbox. You just click to send it."

Nan Jiaojiao did as she said, "Okay."

Su Miaotong said softly, "Don't worry, I believe you."

"Thank you for lending me your kind words." Nan Jiaojiao said politely.

Su Miaotong died without saying a few words to her.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't touch anything else except the computer. After she walked out of the office, she hacked into the surveillance system of Su Miaotong's office.