The next morning, the headquarters building of the Teishi Group in Higashi-ku, Kyoto, was full of people, and in the president's office on the top floor, the tall man who was supposed to be reviewing the documents was in a daze at the moment in front of him.

"Boss, Miss Mu's information. As he spoke, he excitedly handed the document in his hand to Emperor Jiuxiao.

Although Emperor Jiuxiao only let him sniff Mu Xueran's whereabouts, he couldn't resist his curiosity, so he learned more, which really surprised him.

The niece of General Mu Jianhua, the eldest lady of Yongxi Group, went to junior high school at the age of nine, was admitted to St. Martin's School of Design at the age of fourteen, and now has obtained a master's degree in fashion design at the age of nineteen, and is the youngest fashion designer in the fashion industry - Ann, and what is even more surprising is that she is still a national treasure genius painter in the art world - unstained with dust.

His boss has a really good eye, or is it shit luck?

Still, boss, are you sure you don't want the old cow to eat the tender grass?

Emperor Jiuxiao also became more and more shocked the more he looked at it, he knew that Mu Xueran was the identity of the fashion designer Ann, and he had also heard of it if he didn't dye the dust, and his grandfather also collected one of her ink paintings at home, which was very precious.

Five years ago, a painting "Home" that was not stained with fine dust, using the traditional painting method of country Z, brought forth the new, which attracted the attention of many people in the industry. A year later, the painting "Angel in the Orphanage" made her highly sought after in the art world, and two years ago, "Sunset Pier" rendered in ink appeared, and the whole painting was bleak and gloomy, shocking the world, and became the focus of reports and discussions from all walks of life.

Her painting style is mature and changeable, unique, and the types of works are different, and the world speculates that she is an old man with rich experience and vicissitudes, after all, she has never revealed any news to the outside world except for the name of Bu Xianchen. The world would never associate her with designer Ann.

"Boss, Miss Mu's information is encrypted, and her whereabouts in the past two years seem to have been deliberately erased, so I don't need to continue to check. ”

Di Jiuxiao's hand trembled a little, and he said in his heart: What did she go through in those two years that made her change so much, but since she didn't want people to know, he wouldn't make a claim to peep, and her identity didn't seem to be simple.

Thin lips lightly opened, "No." ”

After reading the information, Emperor Jiuxiao's heart was full of complexity, and he was silent for a while, and said to Wen Li: "You are not allowed to disclose this information to anyone, no matter what method you use, I will live in Room 1602, Block A, Boya Apartment within a week, and the day after tomorrow morning, I will not stain the information of all my works." ”

Emperor Jiuxiao thought that 'the building near the water will get the moon first', and it seems that only by living next door to her will there be more opportunities to see her. Closing the distance with her first is the most important thing now, after all, she said "I don't know", thinking that she will see her often in the future, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved.

"Boss, you're going to... "What apartment does a good villa live in, and it is farther away from the company than living in your own villa." Boss, are you swollen? Sure enough, your boss's mind is not understandable to ordinary people.

However, he remembered that Miss Mu lived in 1601 on the information, and his eyes lit up, "Is it Miss Mu's next door?" He finally doesn't have to worry about the emperor's life-threatening serial calls, you must know that every time he picks up the phone, the emperor never leaves the "woman", "granddaughter-in-law" and "blind date", and he is very sympathetic to his boss.

It is said that Emperor Jiuxiao is cold-hearted and cold-hearted, and he will not fall in love with a woman. He knows now, it's not that the boss won't fall in love with a woman, it's just that the woman who will make him fall in love doesn't appear, it's not that he's cold-hearted, it's just that he hasn't met the right person.

"Yes. Emperor Jiuxiao's indifferent voice was resolute.

The day after returning to the dormitory, Mu Xueran asked the counselor for leave, and called Ye Zhanbei to say that he would not go to military training. Ye Zhanbei didn't ask the specific reason, hung up the phone and reprimanded Chen Hui, fortunately they hadn't gone to the playground at this time, otherwise he would have no face in front of the students, of course, Ye Zhanbei wouldn't care if he wanted to be embarrassed or not.

Chen Hui was inexplicably trained and very depressed, but what he didn't know was that when he returned to the army twenty days later, what awaited him was a dire training, three weeks, every day from morning to night, he returned to the dormitory and fell asleep, and he never understood what offended the captain.

In the afternoon, Mu Xueran returned to the apartment, and heard the sound of an electric drill drilling into the wall next door, originally this floor was herself, so she was a little curious about this imminent intruder, but she was soon occupied by irritability, because the sound was too harsh. Fortunately, she was leaving early the next morning, and the situation next door had nothing to do with her.

In September, Huishi is already in autumn. When I got out of the car, I saw a male and female 'teenager', with short black hair and light-colored sunglasses on his face, covering most of his face, only a small part of the bridge of the nose, thin lips, and chin could be seen, but even so, it couldn't stop its delicacy. Dressed in a white sportswear, he pulls a suitcase in one hand and looks through his phone in the other. It was Mu Xue Dye who came out to collect the wind.

Yixian Bishan, the mountains are high and the fields are wide, and the Qianmo is like embroidery.

After having lunch at the hotel, Mu Xueran went to the ancient city of Huizhou.

Hundreds of ancient dwellings are scattered and orderly on the slope of 100 meters, with eaves flying corners, pink walls and tiles, elegant and bright. The blue-blue stone road shuttles back and forth in the small village, some of which are mottled and slightly public. The village is not big, and where the stone road is paved, you can go and walk, although there are forks, but there is always a time to meet.

Walking in the quiet and deep streets and alleys in the afternoon, you can see the combination of colorful harvest fruits on the adobe exterior walls and drying racks of the houses, and the colorful crops and black roofs overlapping each other, which is very spectacular. Mu Xueran instantly drew the most beautiful picture of the countryside in autumn in her mind, and she couldn't help but want to draw it, so Mu Xueran successfully made up for sleep in the hotel during the day the next day.

On the third day, Mu Xue went to Yishan.

The peaks are verdant, and the birds in the forest are singing in unison.

The green pines are tall and beautiful, verdant like a canopy to shade the sun, the top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, or fluttering lightly, or the angry waves are empty, changing rapidly, the waterfall in the distance is like a galloping horse, and the spring water at the feet is like a tinkling dong. Mu Xueran walked up, while sighing the miracle of the creator, as if he was in a fairyland, making people put aside the glitz of the world, and only had a static word.