After meeting with Lin Xiangyi, Mu Shuyao returned to the apartment and hurriedly repaired the designs according to Lin Xiangyi's opinions, and after confirming that there was no problem, he sent the design drawings to Rao Wenzhe's mailbox.

Rao Wenzhe's call replied quickly, and after learning that such a version was in a hurry to deliver the goods, he immediately hung up the phone to communicate.

Mu Shuyao made a few strokes on the drawing, reached out and grabbed the cup to drink water, only to find that the cup had already bottomed out.

She walked out of the kitchen with a cup in her hand to pour water, received a WeChat message, clicked on it, and it was Rao Wenzhe who sent a message.

"Three days later, at twelve o'clock at noon on Friday, see you in Yunyun."

Mu Shuyao knew that Rao Wenzhe was righteous, but he didn't expect him to be able to do this, as Lin Xiangyi said, those clothes have a variety of styles, basically each of them has a large or small embroidery pattern, if she takes it to another workshop to do it, a piece of others will consume two months.

Rao Wenzhe said that in three days, it is estimated that a lot of manpower will have to be mobilized to do a good job in the division of labor of various parts of the clothes, and in this way, it will also have to be done in three shifts 24 hours a day, so that these clothes can be rushed out on Friday.

Mu Shuyao was full of gratitude, and he didn't bother to type when he was walking at this time, so he pressed the voice and sent it over as he walked.

"Thank you, the wine and food you love will be booked in advance, thank you!"

After Mu Shuyao finished speaking, he put the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, raised his foot and turned to the kitchen, and saw a pair of dark eyes staring at him on the side of the entrance, and subconsciously took two steps back.

When she came back to her senses, she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead and glared at Ning Hongjiedao, who had already walked in front of her.

"Grass, Mr. Ning, are you trying to scare me to death?"

Ning Hong handed it over, and his slender fingertips wiped it on the corner of her forehead, and his fingers were cold.

He leaned closer and looked at her thoughtfully, "What are you doing behind my back?" Well? The heart is like this! ”

He shook his fingers stained with cold sweat, but his face was still very oppressive in front of her, as if he would not move away if she did not give him a satisfactory answer.

Mu Shuyao covered his face with his hand and wanted to push it away, but seeing that he didn't move, he had to let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and moved himself to a safe area away from the sense of oppression.

She breathed a sigh of relief before explaining, "I have a new job, and there are a few samples that need to be delivered urgently, please ask Rao Wenzhe to help catch up with the work." ”

Ning Hongjie squinted at her in disbelief, "That's it?" ”

Mu Shuyao nodded, "That's it!" ”

Mu Shuyao wondered very much in his heart, this person's desire to control and possessiveness is very strong, yes, but most of that is manifested in bed, as for her work, he basically doesn't care, and he doesn't ask.

Why does he seem to be a little more lenient after re-signing the contract?

Therefore, the buying and selling of the real price is still different.

Ning Hongjie didn't know whether to believe it or not, anyway, he looked at her carefully for a while, then didn't ask again, raised his hand and took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, bent his hand and walked to the middle of the sofa while unbuttoning the cufflinks.

Mu Shuyao took a closer look at him and found that after he relaxed, he was exhausted, as if he hadn't slept for a few days and nights, and his tall body was nestled on the sofa, like a robot that had been running for too long and was about to run out of oil.

"Have you eaten?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Shuyao couldn't wait to bite off his tongue # head mixed blood and swallow it into his stomach.

No matter how this sentence sounds, it sounds like the words of a little wife who cares about her late husband, which sounds too ambiguous......