"What does your sister's dress look like? Let's compare and see whose skirt is fake. ”

Xinbao knows it in his heart, and he is naturally not afraid of any doubts.

"My sister's skirt, how can I bring it......" Xu Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment, not to be outdone: "In short, your clothes must be fake!" ”

Xinbao spread his hands helplessly, and said disapprehantly: "You have not worn this skirt, nor do you know this designer, how can you casually define that others are wearing fakes?" ”

"I just know, my mommy said!"

"Your mommy is a well-known costume designer? Or is your home a top fabric merchant? In every sentence of Xinbao, he asked the key point, and Xu Jiaojiao was speechless.

"You're an illegitimate child, who would buy you such a nice dress?"

Tian Fangyu saw that Xu Jiaojiao couldn't say it, so she came over to help.

"I've said it all, I'm not an illegitimate child! Are you not able to understand, or are you not good at understanding? "On the Internet, people like you are usually called keyboard warriors. ”

Xinbao's calmness and composure set off their impatience and brainlessness.

Xu Jiao was squeamish, gritted her teeth and said, "You wait, I'll go home and tell my sister to let her bring her skirt!" Let me also show you what a noble skirt is! ”

"Okay!"

Xinbao agreed, and couldn't help laughing.

What a noble dress?

These children keep saying that they are nobles, but in their words, they are full of admiration for a dress.

It's just a mother-of-pearl dress, and it's not a noble material, but it just looks very beautiful.

Speaking of premium, it's still a skirt made by Mommy!

Mommy said that when she reached the age of sixteen, she would give her a pearl-embellished dress, which would definitely be beautiful!

At this moment, Ling Qixi has arrived at the company.

In the high-level conference room, the senior management of the Ling clan had already sat down.

Ling Suqing, who had retired as vice president, sat in the lower position, his expression was like a depressed prince, ready to force the palace at any time.

"Good morning, Elites!" Ling Qixi walked in with his feet raised and took in the looks of these people.

"The president is really leisurely, the company has such a big thing, and it can come so late!"

Ling Suqing made a preemptive strike and instantly gained the heartfelt approval of many high-level officials.

"Something happened at home, so I came late."

Ling Qixi's usual clouds are light and breezy, and there is no urgency at all.

Ling Suqing gave the marketing director a look, and the old man in his forties immediately choked: "What is more important than the company?" Is there a fire in the house? ”

"Coincidentally, it's true." Ling Qixi put the investigation record on the table and said slowly, "I just went to the police station to report." ”

"It's really ......"

The high-level executives glanced at each other, and suddenly felt that the little girl in front of them was not simple!

The house is on fire, she can still be so calm, she can definitely hold the big scene.

"Huh?" After Ling Suqing saw the receipt slip, he couldn't say anything more.

"Thank you for your concern about my situation, now that I put aside my personal affairs, let's talk about what the company is experiencing now."

Knowing that they were going to give themselves a horse, Ling Qixi still gave them the steps.

The atmosphere made the senior management re-evaluate the new president in their hearts.

She is not what Ling Suqing said, free and scattered, there is no one in her eyes.