The President's Private Wife

Zhang Cheng put the money in Lu Xiaoxiao's hand and left happily. Lu Xiaoxiao held the money in his hand with an extremely heavy heart.

Service...what the hell is it called service? It was obviously forced by him.And what's more, he gave her back the money!She's not a bastard who came out to sell!

"Xiao Xiao...you are so capable, you actually let President Mu say that, you are too powerful."

"Hey, Xiao Xiao, what kind of medicine did you give him?"

Colleagues around who didn't know the truth pulled Lu Xiaoxiao to ask questions, and Lu Xiaoxiao explained in embarrassment: "I didn't do anything."

"Why did President Namu give you a tip? Hey, don't be stingy, just tell me."

Lu Xiaoxiao has a headache, what should she say, how should she say it.

When a group of people were chattering, Zhang Rui suddenly raised her voice and said, "Okay, don't embarrass her."

Everyone suddenly stopped and looked at Zhang Rui. Zhang Rui shrugged and stretched out his hand to pat Lu Xiaoxiao's shoulder. He didn't know whether it was ridicule or what, and said, "Mr. , you can get more from President Mu. But don’t dream of being a wealthy man, there are too many peacocks around President Mu, and a little kingfisher like you has no chance."

Lu Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, wanting to refute her very much.

She never wanted to have anything to do with that Mu Shaoqing, let alone dream of being a wealthy family.But Lu Xiaoxiao felt that the more he explained, the more troublesome he was, so he just shut his mouth and turned to leave.

Seeing that her provocation didn't irritate Lu Xiaoxiao at all, Zhang Rui's face turned ugly at the time, and she muttered angrily, "It's not a fairy, I really take myself seriously."

Lu Xiaoxiao heard this, but she didn't say anything.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Xiaoxiao leaves work on time. Tomorrow is the evening shift. She has a lot of time now.The 1000 yuan in the bag was awkward to hold, but Lu Xiaoxiao forced herself to hold it.

Hmph, don't be in vain.

On the way back, Lu Xiaoxiao turned around and went to the Paris square of Dichunchun to shop around, only to look but not to buy.Drinking milk tea and strolling leisurely, looking at those bright clothes, Lu Xiaoxiao was very envious.

She also wants to make such good clothes, and really hopes that one day she can realize her dream of being a designer.Alas, she has no ideals, no opportunities.

As he walked, Lu Xiaoxiao raised his head and suddenly saw the central square, where the huge screen read: Design Competition, Dream Season.

Lu Xiaoxiao's footsteps stopped.

We don't want to miss any talented designer, this stage is waiting for you.

Lu Xiaoxiao opened his mouth slightly, and whispered two words: "Opportunity..."

Turning around, Lu Xiaoxiao rushed out excitedly.She is going to this contest!She has to work hard to save money to buy good fabrics, and she must stand out in this competition, so that she can be a designer!

Lu Xiaoxiao ran away excitedly, and at this time, in the central patio of the highest floor in Paris in spring, Mu Shaoqing put his hands in his pockets, looking straight at the rolling advertisement of the designer competition.

Zheng Nan came over and replied: "President, I have already declined, and President Ye feels very sorry."

Mu Shaoqing said indifferently: "Let him regret it. As I said, the draft is all pre-determined. It is nothing more than to praise a designated designer. Such a designer is no longer a rough stone. What I want is a rough stone."

Zheng Nan sighed: "It seems that this year's designer recruitment did not find a good rough stone."

Mu Shaoqing looked back, raised his eyebrows and said firmly: "Yes, I just fired her, but it doesn't matter, she will be mine sooner or later."

Zheng Nan was a little puzzled: "President, I don't quite understand, since there is a rough stone to apply for, why don't you use him?"

Mu Shaoqing looked back, and said meaningfully: "Because she is Lu Xiaoxiao."