Chapter 10

"Whether it's going well or not, it's not like that." Kun Lun's displeased tone came from the other party. He never liked Kun Qiao asking him like this. "Anyway, the market is not bad this year, but it's just a pain for her."

"Kunlun, I think she's pretty good. My mother said she took the money to tell you that she's a good girl. You...be careful." Some people said it was a disappointment, but it might cause bad consequences in the end.

"You should worry about yourself first. You have already been sold. If that man comes to your door again, Lao Hu will probably wash you up and give it to others. That man is also a chicken thief. It will be quite a deal if he handles your mother." I've got you covered, I understand very well, you'd better not come back this year for Chinese New Year."

A woman's sleepy voice came from the phone. In such a cold morning, Hu Laidi probably hung up her phone and went to find Kunlun.

"Brother, you haven't gone back for several years. If I don't go back, my sister doesn't go back, and my father ran away from home again, isn't my mother celebrating the New Year alone?" Kunqiao felt that there was something wrong with Hu Laidi, but she also I really feel sorry for Hu Laidi.

"How do you know she will spend the New Year alone, maybe she will find another old guy." Kun Lun spat.

"Oh, don't talk nonsense. My mother cares most about others saying that. She is a defender of the feudal society." Kun Qiao interrupted him, and heard a low laugh from the other party.

"No, I firmly believe that more children bring more blessings. They plan to have children, and she will have three children in her life." Kun Lun saw that Kun Qiao was in a much better mood than when he answered the phone just now, and his tone became more relaxed.

"Should we call the police? Dad ran away from home, and we can't ignore it. It's also very dangerous to carry so much cash in our hands."

"Come on, Lao Hu is not in a hurry at all. She probably knows where Kun Xiaobo has gone. It should be normal. Her old guy is not here for a meal. She yelled loudly. Now she has been running for a few days before telling you. Missing, I must know where he went, don’t care about him.” Kun Qiao likes Kun Lun, who is open-minded and has a tall man to support him when the sky is falling.

"What you said makes sense." Kunqiao turned on the speakerphone, dried her feet and started to wash.

"What's the rush? Discuss with me first. There are so many unsolvable problems. Don't be afraid. Don't contact that man first. He will definitely come to you if he does something like this. Go to work with peace of mind. Call me anytime if you need anything." Kun Lun hung up the phone before Kun Qiao could say "OK".

When Kun Qiao went to the office, the designers were basically all there. Some of the young design assistants were not trimmed in place, and some were yawning. In their short twenty years of life, they basically did not survive.

"Yesterday, I killed a few models temporarily, and Linda said you still have more here, so please contact the technical department to make patterns and samples." Kun Qiao only felt that the stool had not been touched, and Jane came directly to tell herself.

Temporary killing?Didn't you even take pictures of the matching?The catwalk will be held in two days, and all the styles will be on the show, whose style will be killed?Moreover, the dating group was originally a small head, and the design director directly called herself to do it. Did something happen that she didn't know about?
"Jane, the manuscript that was killed before should not work, and the temporary painting may be too late."

"It's okay, this way, you draw half of it first, and I'll find the rest in your dead manuscript. Half and half." Kunqiao looked carefully at Jane's expression, trying to find some information, but it was disappointing. , Jane didn't reveal any information on her face.

This is work, and it is not an unreasonable request, so Kuncho had to come and paint.

In fact, in the past two days, she has already drawn some inspirations in her mind one after another, and it is not difficult to complete the task.

"No one's money has been killed." After Jane left, Joe came quietly and whispered in Kunjo's ear.

"How did you know?"

This is even more bizarre. Since there is no such thing, why does Jane say that?

"Anyway, it's better for the designer. Our design assistants all came early and are all processing the money. Who doesn't know whose money is in and who's not? Unless she hasn't notified the designer, why don't you I have a lot of experience, do you think it is very possible?" Although the makeup is not heavy, the collagen on Joe's face, even after so many days, has no effect at all, it really gives people youthful vitality Feel.

Kun Qiao thought about it, in fact, he is not too old now, but he always unconsciously compares himself with when he was younger, but forgets that now is the youngest moment in the rest of his life.

"How big is it? It's simply impossible. Otherwise, the designer's performance at the order meeting will affect the order data." Kun Qiao didn't want to say it at first, but seeing Joe's expectant expression, he said a few words.

"That's right, I'll say it's unlikely. In this way, Boss, have you been spotted by the boss and temporarily increased the payment? In such a short period of time, Jane will definitely not treat you like this. It must be ordered by the boss. .” Joe’s analysis is a bit reasonable, but if someone listens to it, they will definitely say that she criticizes behind her back.

"If you want to take care of so much, if you perform well this quarter, I will give you a few separate designs for next quarter, do you want to?" Anyway, Joe is indeed a girl who does well at work and has not yet graduated. It's not accurate enough to be sure about things, and those who talk too much will always suffer more.

Joe left happily after hearing this.

Kun Qiao took out the previous manuscript, and wanted to match it with his previous one. After all, it still belonged to the same series, and the style and style could not seem unrelated.

"I went to inquire about it." Kun Qiao's hand that was going to take the water glass was pulled up, and she was so scared that she almost jumped up on the spot.

"What did you inquire about?" Yan Xuan looks very good today, it should be that the review work is going well.

"What else do you think I can inquire about at this time." Yanxuan rolled his eyes at Kunqiao, who instantly understood that Yanxuan didn't know much about Qi Xi.

"Well, the background check has already passed?"

"I'm 27 years old this year. I'm an introspective person. I don't have a high school education. Generally speaking, I graduated from junior high school. Tsk tsk, my family is in average condition. I have an older sister and my father passed away. I don't have a girlfriend yet, but the person who chases him A lot, with the addition of quality and material control on the production side, hey, he is almost becoming a little idol." Yan Xuan sat next to Kun Qiao with a cup of coffee in his hand.

It can be seen that she is very distressed. She is very dissatisfied with Qi Xi's family background and personal education. It is precisely because of other people's situation that she is so upset. Consider this.

At this time, Kun Qiao would not try to persuade her to get to know each other as a friend. After getting along with people for a long time, there will always be different feelings. If there is no future, the best way is not to get close.

(End of this chapter)

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