"Okay, Beibei's studio has called me to go to work,

I'm going out soon, you go and wash up,

After lunch, take me to the taxi in our province, and then you don't want to interview, warm up first. ”

"Okay."

Soon they will be ready.

"Dabao Xiaobao, Mommy is out, don't run around if you have nothing to do, stay at home obediently."

"Got it." The two brothers said in unison.

19th Floor, Century Plaza Building, L City.

"Hello, I'm Silvia's assistant, she's not available right now, I'm here to prepare." Han Qianxi said to the front desk.

The front desk looked at the woman in front of her who was so unappetizing, and she was very unwelcome.

"An assistant chief, Silvia's eyes are not problematic." The front desk felt sorry for Silvia.

"This young lady, a person's appearance has nothing to do with his ability,

Silvia can look at me like this, and I am also very capable. ”

After all, in the era of looking at faces, Han Qianxi also understands it thoroughly.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just an assistant?

Turn right in front of the first office, which says Design Director,

It's Silvia's office, and the people in Paris have everything Silvia needs ready. The front desk gave a look of contempt and said.

Han Qianxi had no choice but to leave, such a person can only do such a job as the front desk.

Push the door.

amazed Han Qianxi's eyes. Is this called an office? It's her paradise.

If there is a large cutting bed, by the window, the line of sight is first-class, and on the side of the cutting bed is a tailor machine, a variety of sewing machines, and exquisite models are set up on the side.

Director Wu is really thoughtful and knows that I don't like prosthetic hands.

Han Qianxi was observing the other side, there was also a cubicle, a single bed, a wardrobe and a separate bathroom.

This Wu Min seems to know that she will forget to sleep and eat, and even the room is prepared for her.

Han Qianxi held her forehead.

Han Qianxi walked out of the cubicle and was suddenly caught by a shiny thing in the corner.

Oh, Maga.

Director Wu is this a bloody book, such a beautiful painting book, such a beautiful set of paintbrushes.

This is how willing she is to use it, and she can't wait to frame it and hang it.

Pick up the phone and connect it.

"My dear director, I see the office you have prepared for me, and you are really thoughtful."

"Haha, if you like it." Wu Min in Paris replied.

The two of you greeted me for a while.

Hung up the phone.

Han Qianxi looked at this environment and sighed again, and suddenly came to inspiration, picked up the album specially prepared by Director Wu, and drew it together.

I don't know how long it took.

Han Qianxi finished drawing the picture and looked at the time, it was 6 o'clock in the evening, why was there no sound in this office at all, and no one even called her.

I put away the album and pushed the door out, but there was no one but a lamp.

Han Qianxi, look at one of your assistants being ignored to this point.

The babies don't know what's going on.

Go downstairs and take a taxi home.

On the opposite street of Century Square, a pair of eagle-like eyes stared at Han Qianxi, "Isn't this the person the old man let himself get along with, why is he here?" ”

"Zhengzhou, keep up with the taxi in front."

"It's the boss."

After following for a while, Han Qianxi got out of the car, got off at a Chinese restaurant, went in for a while and came out with two boxes of packing boxes, and continued walking.

I followed it all the way, 'Jinjiang Star', it turned out that she lived in this place.

"Zhengzhou, do I have any real estate in Jinjiang Inn?"

"Yes, Boss. Are you going? ”

"Go."