Then I heard Shen Mo's angry voice and said, "Lu Ziqian, don't deceive people too much!"

Then, there was Lu Ziqian's sarcastic laughter.

"Shen Mo, you were also the chief designer of Jiamei, but I didn't expect to be reduced to a place like this as a clerk, you can really bend and stretch."

"How about it, how much is a month's salary now, and how many dollars is a commission for selling a piece of clothing? Or, for the sake of the past, I'll help you, buy all these clothes, and give you a commission?"

Shen Mo's hand holding the mouse was trembling.

The enemies were very red when they saw each other.

If it weren't for Lin Siyue's promise to him, at this moment, he really wanted to die with this treacherous villain.

Shen Mo said coldly: "No matter what I do now, at least I have been brilliant, and I will not disappear in the future."

"It's not like you, you're a loser from the start, and you can only put a smile on your face by stealing other people's work."

"To be honest, I look down on you, and I pity you, because you don't have real skills, maybe one day you will fall off the altar, in order to maintain your stolen honor, you must have lived a very hard life, right?"

"Do you ever tremble every night, dreaming that your tricks have been exposed, and you will be awakened even from your dreams?"

Shen Mo's expression and tone were as arrogant and disdainful.

This kind of contempt from the bones can no one really ignore.

Even Lu Ziqian can't.

Sure enough, I saw that Lu Ziqian's face sank, with a sinister sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he said seemingly indifferently:

"People live, who doesn't work hard, even if you have great talent, it's not the same now that you sell clothes in this kind of small broken shop, what do you have to be proud of?"

"Shen Mo, if you fail, you will fail on this stinky temper of yours."

He looked around the shop, and commented disdainfully: "Lin's, it's okay to engage in textiles, but to engage in design, look at these tacky versions, maybe one day this store will go out of business, and then you will have to live on the streets again."

"But it doesn't matter, if you really can't live one day, I will still reward you with a bite to eat if you want food to pass by my door."

Shen Mo gritted his teeth angrily, pointed to the door and stomped his feet and said, "Get out, you get out of me, you are not welcome here!"

Lu Ziqian picked the corners of his mouth coldly, picked up a design draft on the table with two fingers, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the design draft fell to the ground lightly.

Shen Mo hurriedly bent down to pick it up as if someone had lost the treasure in his heart, but was trampled by Lu Ziqian.

Shen Mo looked up at him with red eyes, and there was unwilling humiliation and hatred in his eyes.

Lu Ziqian lowered his eyes and sneered: "Shen Mo, it seems that you still haven't recognized the reality."

"In this circle in the future, as long as I am for a day, there will be no place for you, if you want to rely on the Lin family to turn over, it is a dream!"

"Lin Sisi, the chief designer of the Lin family, don't you know how she got her honor? That fake doesn't have any real talent to learn herself, so what future can you have with her?"

Shen Mo forcefully pulled out his design draft from Lu Ziqian's feet, and carefully wiped the dust off it with his sleeve.

His clenched fists were shaking.

If he hadn't kept in mind the words that Lin Siyue had told him, he might have smashed it with a punch a long time ago.

Shen Mo gritted his teeth and turned around stiffly, trembling all over.

He resisted the hatred and warned: "If you don't get out again, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you!"