A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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"In two days, come to W City, and I will sign up for you to participate in the design competition sponsored by Sikong Jingqiu's group." Zheng Keyun said concisely, without sloppiness at all.

"Ah?" Francis was stunned, and it took him a long time to react. He said in a strange voice, "What did you say? Did I hear you right? Leader, I am an internationally renowned designer after all, you actually asked me to go Participate in the design competition held by Jingqiu Company? If I remember correctly, it is a competition for finding newcomers and reporting! What are you kidding me? You want me to go back to participate in the newcomer competition? Doesn’t it make those newcomers lose the selection? ? Leader, among the newcomers participating this year, is there any enemy of yours?"

What Francis said unintentionally, but hit the truth. [

Zheng Keyun didn't answer right away, and after a while, he said, "Come back as soon as I tell you, why are there so many nonsense?"

His tone was so bad that even Francis, who was far away in France, could tell something was wrong.

"No way, among this year's newcomers, is there really your enemy?" Francis yelled strangely, "Who is so unlucky to offend you! Tsk tsk tsk! Leader, you are so terrifying that I smack my tongue! Even if someone offends you , you don’t have to play so big to ruin other people’s future!”

Francis couldn't help sympathizing with that person.

"I have already warned him." Zheng Keyun held the phone and spoke without changing his face, without any fluctuations in his tone.

"Do you want to warn him again?" Francis mourned for the person who offended Zheng Keyun, and pleaded for him.

Offending Zheng Keyun is no joke!

"If I tell you to get back, get out, what are you talking about so much?" Zheng Keyun's entire face sank, and he was already very unhappy in his heart.

"I'm participating in a fashion show, how can I just go back? You at least have to finish this fashion show."

"How long until it's over?"

"Uh..." Francis bowed his head and calculated, "It will probably take another week."