"Wow, the house here is so tall!" Out of the airport, on the taxi to the city, Xu Lin looked at the skyscraper outside the window and couldn't help but exclaim.

Xu Lin has only been to Yongchang City, the provincial capital, but Yongchang City is only a third-tier city in this era, and its urban construction is far from catching up with coastal cities like Guangzhou.

Editor-in-Chief Qiao sat in the front seat of the taxi and said with a smile: "When you settle down today, I will take you around the city with me." “

Xu Lin smiled and said, "Then how embarrassing." “

But those sparkling eyes betrayed her true thoughts, and she was indeed full of curiosity about the city of Guangzhou.

The corners of Editor-in-Chief Qiao's mouth curled slightly: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, we'll be a family in the future." “

"Family?!" Xu Lin was inexplicable, and was very puzzled by his sudden words.

Lin Jin almost blew up, and was about to open his mouth to ask Editor-in-Chief Qiao what he meant by such frivolous words.

Editor-in-Chief Qiao looked at Lin Jin's meaningless hooked lips and smiled, and then said: "We have all served the magazine "Fashion Pictorial" for many years, although Xu Lin you have not become an official member of the editor, but you are the hero of our Fashion Pictorial, this is undeniable, your credit is great, so, I think we are a family." ”

When Xu Lin heard this, a happy smile appeared on her face, this praise is more comfortable than how much money she makes, a family, isn't it, she has long regarded Bole "Fashion Illustrated" as her home.

Seeing that the two were talking happily, Lin Jin didn't feel good in his heart, but he couldn't interject, and he had to endure the provocative gaze cast by the editor-in-chief Qiao who looked ill-intentioned, Lin Jin felt that he was already on the verge of anger.

But he knows that this first Chinese Xia Fashion Design Competition is not sponsored by Fashion Pictorial Magazine, Xu Lin must have a recommending unit if he wants to participate in this competition, and Xu Lin's recommendation unit is "Fashion Pictorial" Magazine, so even if he wants to pull Xu Lin out of Guangzhou immediately and return to Jiangdong Province immediately, he can't do this, he has been doing business for two years, Lin Jin's temper is no longer the irritable hairy boy he was at the beginning, he has changed a lot, knows how to judge the situation, and has learned to forbear.

Xu Lin has been preparing for this competition for many months, and he came with great expectations, and he can't mess her up.

He has to endure it, Lin Jin told himself silently in his heart, and then tried to squeeze a smile on his face, he can't lose, he is a man, and he doesn't lose if he loses.

Even if this editor-in-chief Qiao looks like a talent, he is much more capable than himself, after all, he is still himself who married Xu Lin as his wife, he wants to take two more looks, then look at it twice, and there will be no two pieces of meat missing, hmph, maybe how can this thing be jealous that he can marry such a beautiful and talented wife, thinking about this, Lin Jin became proud, and the smile on his face became even bigger.

Facing the gazes of Editor-in-Chief Qiao from time to time, Lin Jin could still look back straight at the past, and even sometimes deliberately took Xu Lin's hand and raised his eyebrows at Editor-in-Chief Qiao and mocked.

While chatting, he looked at Xu Lin outside the window in a new way, not paying attention to the secret competition between these two men.

Editor-in-chief Qiao sent the two to the hotel where the unit had arranged their stay.

After the two of them put their luggage away, they waited at the door for a while, and when they saw the two of them coming out, he only said to Xu Lin alone: "Xu Lin, let's go to the café downstairs and sit for a while, I want to tell you some details of the game." ”