Chapter Forty-Nine: What You Designed?
The two of them kept saying nice things, blowing away Zhu Wanying's chagrin just now.
Perhaps, he really gave Qiao Shanxi's business card to spoil her. I haven't been in touch for so many years, so I won't know each other once I see each other.
Before coming, Zhu Wanying went to the doctor and repeatedly confirmed that Jiang Haoxiang's memory had not been recovered.
Looking at the coldness in Jiang Haoxiang's eyes, she relaxed slightly.
With a phone, Qiao Shanxi-hee couldn't save his heart.
Jiang Haoxiang really gave the business card and left, getting into Zhu Wanying's car.
The car was far away from this single-love wedding dress shop, but the owner Qiao Shanxi-hee felt that the whole person was tired.
I didn't expect that the first time I saw him after returning to China would be such a scene.
At the door of Jiang's company, Qiao Shanxi came to the front desk with a big bag.
"Excuse me, is your general manager Jiang Haoxiang here?"
A slightly chubby girl at the front desk looked at Qiao Shanxi-hee through thin-rimmed glasses, and at first glance, she had something to give.
"We'll pass on the contents of the bag to the manager, you can go back!"
Obviously, their general manager is not just let by anyone, and she just abides by the company's rules.
Qiao Shanxie exhaled, last night, a phone call, inside was Jiang Haoxiang's voice, that voice was full of magnetism, which made people unforgettable once they listened to it.
He said that he would pick a random wedding dress and send it to his company, and he would give it to him personally, and he would inspect it.
was originally a lonely night, but he stayed awake all night because of a phone call from him.
Seeing the front desk say this, Qiao Shanxi-hee only nodded.
Jiang Haoxiang forgot about her, perhaps, she really shouldn't meet him again.
She handed the wedding dress to the fat lady at the front desk, nodded, smiled and turned away.
"Wait!" Jiang Haoxiang was walking in from outside the door at this moment, and he exuded the brilliance of a man.
When he bypassed Qiao Shanxi, he deliberately lingered on her for a moment, and then walked to the front desk and took the wedding dress from the chubby girl.
The chubby girl almost screamed with excitement, but all she showed was the slight trembling of her fingers and the respectful voice when she shouted Jiang Haoxiang: "Hello general manager!" ”
Jiang Haoxiang's expression was still cold, he asked his assistant to take the bag, and then strode towards Qiao Shanxi.
"You come with me!"
Jiang Haoxiang walked into a VIP rest area of the company, Qiao Shanxii didn't know why, looked at Jiang Haoxiang's back, gritted his teeth, and followed.
The blinds in the VIP rest area were lowered, Jiang Haoxiang sat on the single sofa with his legs folded, looking at Qiao Shanxi, he gave the assistant next to him a look, and the assistant understood, and immediately took out the wedding dress from the bag.
I saw a dazzling white gauze skirt taken out of the original khaki cloth bag, with a one-shoulder strap design on the top, and an irregular skirt below, each sharp corner decorated with silver glitter.
The design of the waist corset is embellished with a circle of white plum blossom patterns, and the whole work can not be faulted, and the workmanship is very exquisite.
"You designed it?"
Jiang Haoxiang shifted his gaze from the wedding dress to Qiao Shanxi's body with great interest.
"Yes."
Qiao Shanxii replied naturally, his hands hanging down at his sides, and his eyes looked at the wedding dress he designed.
A simple style has always been her pursuit, not too loud and generous.
"Put it on!" Jiang Haoxiang picked up a cup of jasmine tea in front of him, looked at Qiao Shanxie through the glass, and then took a sip of tea at the mouth of the cup and put it on the coffee table in front of him.