Marriage with a child: The president's husband is too dark-bellied

Chapter 42 His Concerns
"No, no, I'm standing on the company's side." Linda was shocked when the expected effect was not achieved.

Ou Zinan's eyes glanced at the little woman standing not far away inadvertently. Her clean white shirt had been ravaged to the point of ravages. There were pieces of yellow soup, and she looked quite embarrassed.

A tinge of anger suddenly rose in Ou Zinan's heart, but he didn't know where it came from.He attributed all this to the fact that Kanglele was the person he brought, and being bullied to the point where he was powerless to resist was a blatant slap in the face.

Kanglele really looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, no matter how straight her back was, the eyes of the people beside her were like bayonets in the cold wind, slashing at her body fiercely, unscrupulously.

There was only Anna caressing her palm, giving her a little bit of warmth and strength.

Ou Zinan's gaze once again fell on the overbearing woman in front of her, and said coldly, "What is the employee philosophy that our company pursues?"

Linda was surprised, she really didn't understand how Mr. Ou talked to her about the concept of employees, but she answered truthfully: "Ability has nothing to do with diplomas, anyone with ability can get a place in Ou's!"

It has to be said that the reason why Ou's enterprise can be well received by the younger generation is that he is the only cultural enterprise in city C that does not require a diploma but only requires ability.As we all know, Ou's company selects elites from a group of third-year students to enter the company for internships in advance, and thus entering the Ou's consortium has become a favorite of each year's third-year students.

"Very good, Kanglele is a high-finance student who specializes in fashion design. I asked her to start as an assistant from a young age and be familiar with the company's related affairs. Do you have any objections?" Ou Zinan's seemingly inadvertent cold glance made everyone present shudder .

"Don't dare, we don't have any objections! Hehe!" Several senior executives wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and said with a smile.

Was it arranged by Mr. Ou?Everyone below was silent, all annoyed by their irrational behavior just now.

And Linda's heavily made-up face flashed a look of jealousy, and she said unwillingly: "Mr. Ou, even if Kanglele is a high-income student in fashion design, it doesn't mean that she is competent!" Besides, according to the company's rules, she is at least You have to start with the hypermarket salesperson in the sales department, right?

Thinking about it this way, the factors of unwillingness and jealousy grew like wings.

Ou Zinan pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth, and waved in Kanglele's direction: "Come here!"

Kanglele was taken aback, she was still immersed in the shock that Ou Zinan had helped her speak just now, she was pushed by Anna beside her, and she was relieved.

Approached under the eyes of envy, jealousy and disdain.

"Next month will be the annual fashion exhibition. At that time, I will ask Kanglele to design a dress based on the clothing concept of this issue. At that time, I will invite Mary, a well-known Parisian designer, as a consultant for this issue." Indifferent tone With no refusal, he directly announced the end of this farce.

"Ah? I designed?" Kanglele was stunned. She hadn't touched design for many years, and she didn't know where to throw those theoretical knowledge in outer space. Wouldn't she be sure to lose?Are you sure Ou Zinan isn't trying to trick her on purpose?
Ou Zinan's eyes fell on her surprised face, and said lightly: "What? No confidence?"

"No, you know me..." Kanglele hastily explained to herself.

"Lele, just accept it, and if you win, you can get the first prize!" Anna said mysteriously.

Kanglele wants to cry but has no tears, this is no longer a matter of rewarding or not, okay?It's because she really doesn't have confidence in herself.

Linda stared at Kanglele in disgust: "What? You dare not compete? That's right, if you lose, you will obediently get out of the company!"

Kanglele burst into anger after being so stimulated. She knew beforehand that she was the one who started the show, but she couldn't figure out why Linda, who usually had no relationship with her, would target her everywhere?

"Okay! I accept! But if you lose, you must apologize to me in person in public!"

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Inside the office.

Kanglele reflected on her impulsive decision with annoyed expression. Originally, she suddenly had to pick up something she hadn’t touched in five years, and there was Marie, a famous Parisian designer, as the judge. No matter how I thought about it, it was impossible Tan!

Mary!One of the best designers in France, a god-level figure who could only be seen in magazines before, it is just a dream to want her works to win her favor!
Ou Zinan's gaze seemed to drift towards a certain little woman who was in deep self-reflection, and her indifferent tone was still the same: "What? Regret the bet?"

A look of surprise flashed across Kanglele's wrinkled face, how did he know?

The curvature of the corners of her lips eased slightly, "Your expression is written all over your face, it's hard not to know!" Ou Zinan said truthfully.

Kanglele is angry!

It's a pleasure to tease her at this time, isn't it?

"Mr. Ou, I have enough evidence to doubt you. Did you make this calculation from the beginning? If I win, you won't lose anything. Instead, I will gain a good reputation. If I lose, you can take advantage of the situation and kill me." Drive out of Ou's family? Appease the anger in the hearts of all the employees?" It was a good plan, Kanglele thought disdainfully in his heart.

It was rare for Ou Zinan to treat her sharply differently: "So what?"

Kanglele choked on such a straightforward reply, so what?What can she do to him, he is Ou's biggest authority.

In the end, Kanglele lowered her fist in frustration, turned around, and ignored him.

Who knows, when she turned around, all the scalded marks on her back fell in Ou Zinan's eyes.

Her back covered in yellow stains was already red and swollen, yet she remained silent? !

An unknown factor flashed across Ou Zinan's eyes, which was replaced by inexplicable anger.

"What's going on here?" The ice-cold voice was full of danger.

Kangle moved her body together uncomfortably: "It's okay, I accidentally got burned!"

Accidentally got burned?
Although Kanglele put on an understatement and didn't want to say more, Ou Zinan obviously didn't believe it.

He quickly dialed a number: "It's me, prepare a set of clean shirts and the best trauma medicine immediately!"

Liu Hua, who was hung up, twitched his mouth speechlessly: Mr. Ou, can you not be too obvious about your concern?

Liu Hua's work efficiency is very fast. He quickly sent the clothes and medicines to the office, closed the door for them considerately, and ordered them not to be disturbed by anyone!

Ou Zinan threw the clean shirt in his hand to Kanglele with disgust on his face, "Go in and change!"

After receiving the clothes, Kanglele realized that this simple office actually had an inner room for people to rest.

Pulling off the clothes, a large area that had been spilled by the soup hadn't dried yet, and it was red and swollen close to the scalded wound, which was terrifying!

The clothes were gently taken off, and the hot tingling sensation came immediately, making Kanglele frown.

Thinking back to the details in her mind, she really didn't understand why Linda hated her so much. There were only two passing times between them, and there was no feud between them.

Sighing, Kanglele quickly changed into clean clothes, but this discovery made her embarrassed—it was just her size?
She could clearly see herself flushed in the mirror, and she couldn't tell what it was like, but she didn't seem to resist this feeling?

By the time Kanglele walked out of the lounge, Ou Zinan was impatient and still held something like ointment in his hand.

"Turn around!" The tone could not be refused.

"What?" Kangle was puzzled.

"I'll give you medicine!" Ou Zinan explained with rare kindness.

Kanglele is embarrassing again, give her medicine?

She waved her hand and refused, "No need, I will do it myself!"

Ou Zinan's face darkened, this little woman actually rejected him?

Unable to resist, she turned Kanglele's body around, pulled off her clothes, and applied the medicine in one go.

Kanglele, who was forced to turn around, blushed suddenly, why didn't she know that Ou Zinan, a capitalist, had such a rough and direct side?
She could clearly feel the warmth of her fingertips coming from behind her.

The ointment was icy and cool against the skin, just enough to soothe the burning sensation.

Ou Zinan's movements are not proficient, even a little clumsy, not gentle brushing her skin.

The thin calluses between her fingertips lightly brushed against her skin, itching and causing her to shiver.

Kanglele blushed, and finally got a little bit of relief after finishing the medicine.

"Well, it's nothing, I'm leaving first!" Kanglele's eyes wandered, she didn't dare to look at Ou Zinan's face, it was so hot, she thought it must be too red, at this moment, she really wanted to find a hole in the ground Drill down.

"Yeah." He said lightly, after finishing the medicine for Kanglele, he sat back in the office chair, with a stern expression on his face, as if the man just now was a phantom imagined by her.

Feeling disappointed by an unknown stroke, Kanglele pushed open the door and went out.

After Kanglele left, Ou Zinan pondered for a while, then called Liu Hua again.

"Collect out all the relevant materials of fashion exhibitions in recent years and give them to me!"

(End of this chapter)