In the morning, Lan Moying and other designers met people first, and then held a short meeting, and in the afternoon, Lan Moying spent all his time in the quiet of flipping through various fashion magazines and quietly looking for inspiration. Lan Moying felt that she had been resting for a few months, and she was really out of touch with the fashion industry where this plan could not keep up with the changes.

While she was flipping through the magazines in her hand, the front desk called her branch. "Director Lan, someone is looking for you!"

"Someone is looking for me?Who is it?" Lan Moying felt 'very' strange, on the first day of work today, how could anyone be looking for it? Who is this person? It seems that the work is really nervous, and someone has just come to visit. Lan Moying smiled bitterly in her heart, feeling that she was really born to work hard.

"He reported himself to be your friend!" The front desk answered Lan Moying's question very honestly, because when they asked who the person was, that person also answered them like this.

"Friend, my friend?"

"Yes, according to his own yes! Let him wait in the conference room or come directly to your office?" The front desk still asked Lan Moying without humility or arrogance, because what kind of temper their new director had, they were still 'touching' at the front desk, and they didn't dare to make decisions on their own.

The front desk remembered that their previous director, Nicole, was a very 'sexual' person, and no one could enter her office without her consent. Otherwise, it would have provoked her to be furious.

Nicole is a very outstanding designer, but her temper is also unbearable. Therefore, no one dared to let guests enter Lan Moying's office without permission.

"Friend, then let him come directly to my office!" After saying this, Lan Moying also hung up the phone. However, after hanging up the phone, she looked at the office 'door' with curiosity. Who is this coming?

In Lan Moying's curiosity, the 'door' of Lan Moying's office was pushed open, and the first thing she saw was a very beautiful bouquet of calla lilies. Under the cover of the beautiful 'flowers' of calla lilies, a handsome and handsome face was revealed, and the owner of this face was none other than Ling Zihan, who had not been seen for several days.

Lan Moying looked at the handful of calla lilies in Ling Zihan's hand and Ling Zihan's still very cold face, "Zihan, why did you come to my office at this time?

Lan Moying's surprise did not drive any emotions from Ling Zihan. "Today is your first day of work, I passed by here to see you, and by the way, I saw that this bouquet of 'flowers' is good, so I bought it and gave it to you!"

Ling Zihan's composure, Lan Moying knew that he was pretending to be on purpose. Lan Moying also knew that Ling Zihan definitely didn't come to see her here, she should have come to see her, but she was afraid that she would be under pressure, so she came to see her.

This white 'colored' calla lily is the 'flower' that Lan Moying likes. Therefore, she was sure that Ling Zihan had come to see her specially. She gave Ling Zihan a kind smile to show her gratitude. Ling Zihan, like Jason, always shows subtle love for Lan Moying.

However, this love, Lan Moying can perceive. "Thank you Zihan, the calla lilies you bought by the way are very beautiful, and I like them too!"

"It's good to like it, I didn't expect the 'flower' I accidentally bought, you like it too!" Ling Zihan deliberately teased him, Lan Moying didn't say anything, and sent a bright smile to Ling Zihan.

Ling Zihan looked at Lan Moying, who was 'spirited' in his working state, and his heart was also very happy. Because, he was afraid that Lan Moying, who hadn't worked for a long time, would not adapt to his work. Unexpectedly, Lan Moying's state was beyond imagination.

Ling Zihan had to admit that Lan Moying was originally adapted to work, and her life was originally a reflection of a lot of happiness in her work.

"Zihan, thank you! really!" Lan Moying looked at Ling Zihan and smiled and thanked him again.

"Don't keep saying thank you to me in the future!" Ling Zihan looked at Lan Moying, with a sincere face, he was willing to do anything for Lan Moying.

Ling Zihan felt that he could do it for Lan Moying, and he could have no regrets. Lan Moying's simple and elegant office was full of more vitality because of Ling Zihan's arrival. Lan Moying had to admit that no matter where Ling Zihan went, he was the focus.

The arrival of Ling Zihan made the entire design department full of curiosity. Because, several designers have just returned to China, so they are not very familiar with Ling Zihan's handsome face. They had seen photos of Ling Zihan and Ou Zhexi in the newspaper, because they were not very clear.

Therefore, everyone saw a silhouette of Ling Zihan today, and they didn't know if this person was Lan Moying's husband Ou Zhexi, because Ling Zihan and Ou Zhexi were quite similar in terms of height and momentum, as well as the silhouettes of the two people.

Seeing Ling Zihan coming in with a large bouquet of 'flowers' again, they all thought it was Lan Moying's husband Ou Zhexi. For such a handsome and 'tall' man to visit, their discussion continued to sound.

No matter what country you are in, no matter what kind of skin or color you are, you are full of interest in the lives of others. Today, this group of talented designers is no exception.

"Moying's husband is really handsome, that bouquet of 'flowers' is really beautiful!, how can it be so 'wavering'?" Xia Xiaoyuan said to Li Zijie, and Li Zijie smiled slightly after hearing it.

"Xiaoyuan, let your handsome Italian boyfriend fly over right now, and also learn from our director's husband's 'waves'. Now it seems that the lethality of handsome guys, fresh 'flowers', and 'waves' is really enough. Ouhua from the design department said to Xia Xiaoyuan.

After Xia Xiaoyuan heard this, he stuck out his tongue at Ouhua, because the two of them are usually very familiar, so they have always spoken without distinguishing between you and me.

"Yes, Moying's husband is really good, as a man, I drooled when I saw it, you didn't see the white 'colored' suit on his body, how handsome he was. Mo Ying's vision is really good!" Lu Yiran has always had high requirements for both men and 'women', and even he is praising Ling Zihan, it seems that Ling Zihan is really worthy of praise.

"Yes, how can Director Lan's husband be inferior to 'color'? Director Lan himself is so good!"

Everyone, you and I, all ignored Ou Zhexi, who was dressed in black, stood not far from them, looking at them with a cold face.

"I'm Lan Moying's husband!" a cold voice sounded, and everyone looked up from the heated discussion and saw a face that was even more contoured than the one just now.

I saw this man holding a huge handful of white roses in his hand, and everyone looked at him in surprise, and they didn't dare to make a sound anymore, and they all covered their mouths with their hands. It can be seen that he heard the discussion they just had, so it is no wonder that his face is ugly.

"Are you?" Xia Xiaoyuan still broke the silence and asked who Ou Zhexi was.

"I'm his husband, Ou Zhexi!" Ou Zhexi replied to Xia Xiaoyuan with a cold face, Xia Xiaoyuan and everyone were stunned at once, so who is this person inside?

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