An Xia wore a simple and neat beige windbreaker and walked into the gorgeously decorated store, and saw Xue Mao counting the employees in the store with his teeth and claws.

"Do you understand the style? Do you understand taste? How do you come up with black and brown? How ugly is that...... Even if the customer isn't picky, we have to avoid vulgarity, you know? Xue Mao stood in front of the black pillar, spitting all over the place.

"Manager Xue, we know it's wrong."

Several of the employees were young designers who were half-studying and half-working, and they were all reprimanded with their heads bowed.

"What we are most afraid of in this industry is poor reputation, which will lose a lot of customers!" Xue Mao was wearing a shirt and a narrow skirt, reprimanding the juniors, "Don't be afraid of being me, I think I and An Xia were much worse than you are now when we were interning, we broke our legs and were scolded half to death, but the image design plan was also used by the master!" We're not taking advantage of you right now. ”

An Xia couldn't help laughing when she heard this, walked to the side of the swivel chair and sat down, and looked at her good friend training with a smile.

The personal image design of this summer cat was opened for her and Xue Mao at the expense of Quan Mo, which can be regarded as lending money to them and letting them pay it off in installments.

In the two semesters of their senior year, An Xia and Xue Mao were half tired because of their internships, and they often hit nails when they entered the society, and they were also stolen by various schemes, and finally Quan Mo couldn't stand it, so he simply opened a store for them.

The situation of her and Xue Mao got better, and she turned over and became the boss.

Xue Mao often sighs that having a rich father is good.

Seeing An Xia watching a good show on the side, Xue Mao couldn't pretend to be fierce anymore, and after letting the employees do their own things, he walked up to An Xia and said angrily, "Hmph, every time I have a white face, I am the one who is in charge, you don't care about this group of employees, they can lift the roof." ”

"With Manager Xue here, I'm very relieved."

Anxia said with a smile.

Although Xue Mao's image design is not as good as her, her management ability is first-class.

"Cut!" Xue Mao pushed her, picked up the folder on the side and opened it and said, "Mrs. Xing made an appointment to do an image design tomorrow and go to the memorial service. ”

“…… Going to a memorial service or wanting to be in the spotlight? Just lie in the coffin. ”

An Xia shrugged, what are these rich wives thinking now, and they have to design their images when they go to the memorial service.

"you, Mrs. Xing is an old customer, she can't afford to offend, you will receive it personally." Xue Mao said.

An Xia sat on the swivel chair and spun around, shaking her head, "No, I'm not available tomorrow." ”

"You ghost."

"I'm really not available."

"What are you going to do?"

"Dad asked me to go home, and he wanted to give me Quan'an's address."

An Xia smiled and said, it's been four years, and when it comes to the word Quan An, her heart is still trembling, but on the surface, she has learned to modify her expression, and she is lightly dressed.

"Really?" Xue Mao's eyes widened in shock, his hands pressed on the armrests of the chairs on both sides of her, and he looked at her excitedly, "Your father is finally willing to give you the address of Quan An?" ”

"Hmm."

An Xia nodded, her face still calm.

"Oh my God, it's great, you, An Baochuan, who has been guarding the cold kiln, are finally looking forward to this day!" Xue Mao was obviously more excited than An Xia, and reached out to hug An Xia.

In the next second, An Xia felt that the person on her body was trembling, she pushed Xue Mao away, only to see that Xue Mao was actually crying, with tears streaming down her face and red eyes.