Xie Yansheng touched his cheek, which had been slapped by Wen Lan's palm, and asked in a dark voice, "Relieved?"

"Why did An Zhen see that video?" Wen Lan was so angry that he spun around in place.

Xie Yansheng, this bastard, just shoot it, just send it to Jiang Jingci, isn't it for her to burn herself if it is sent to An Zhen!

"Are you sure An Zhen saw the video I posted?" Xie Yansheng had a low voice and reached out to take her hand, but she avoided it.

"Who else could it be, if not?" She was furious, "If you can send the video to Jiang Jingci, can't you send it to An Zhen?"

"You always have a habit of blaming me for all the bad things, why don't you think about your Mr. Jiang?" Xie Yansheng's eyes flashed with a trace of contempt of unknown meaning.

"Jiang Jingci is not as despicable and bottomless as you!" Wen Lan stared at Xie Yansheng hatefully, "Okay now, the private video you took is in An Zhen's hands, and she really wants to post it on the Internet, where do you put my face!"

"Scared?" Xie Yansheng smiled lightly with thin lips, and stretched out his long arms to wrap her in his arms.

She put her hands on her chest, preventing Xie Yansheng from approaching unscrupulously.

"She also uses the video to scare you, I have more exciting private information about her and her ex-boyfriend, so she can only choose to leave TT obediently when she sees me." Xie Yan's warm breath sprayed on her neck.

A tingling sensation instantly spread all over her body, and before she could react, Xie Yansheng bit her collarbone hard!

"Thank you, bastard!" She was so painful that she scratched Xie Yansheng's face, but Xie Yansheng had let go of her and opened the door to the studio.

"'The people from the Fengyun Game Studio have arrived in Jiangcheng, I have to go." Xie Yansheng glanced at the kiss marks that had just floated on her collarbone, and teased her, "Call me anytime you need in the future."

"Get out of here!" She grabbed a fashion magazine from the table and threw it at Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng quickly turned sideways, and the magazine brushed the hem of his suit to the ground.

By the time she grabbed another wooden ruler and threw it over, Xie Yansheng had already left.

She sat down in her chair in despair, deep in thought.

is obviously divorced, and Xie Yansheng is still so blatantly disgusting to her!

There is also a Jiang Jingci, although he has already made it clear to him, Wen Lan always has a premonition that he will not give up!

There was a knock on the door, it was Zhou Qiao.

"I heard from the front desk that An Zhen is here to find fault again?" Zhou Qiao first looked at Wen Lan and made sure that there was no problem before leaning over and picking up the magazine on the ground.

Wen Lan frowned, "It was Xie Yansheng who got An Zhen away."

"That bastard is always going to put you in such an embarrassing situation!" Zhou Qiao shook his head again and again, "You are pregnant with the baby now, they are angry with you every once in a while, and I am worried about you and the baby!"

Wen Lan's right hand landed on his lower abdomen, thoughtfully, "So, I want to leave Jiangcheng now."

"It's a good idea. Seeing Xie Zha and Lao Jiang pestering you like this, I will worry about you!" Zhou Qiao pulled a chair and sat opposite Wen Lan, "Have you figured out where to go?"

"Isn't there still a person in charge of the Lincheng Studio, if you don't worry, just leave it to me, so you don't have to run back and forth." Wen Lan looked at Zhou Qiao calmly.

Zhou Qiao was stunned at first, and then laughed: "Really?"

"Really." Wen Lan nodded resolutely.

"No repentance!" Zhou Qiao immediately stretched out his right palm towards Wen Lan, and the two clapped their hands.

"I'm worried that I can't catch anyone, and this is the solution to my urgent need! In the future, you will be in charge of Lincheng, and I will be in charge of Jiangcheng, and we will make money together." Zhou Qiaomei's eyes were full of joy that he couldn't hide, "The men's clothing here can be paid dividends at the end of the year, and over there in the city, in addition to the basic salary, I will give you a commission according to performance."

"Thank you." Wen Lan thought of the 800,000 yuan owed to Zhou Qiao, and instantly came to his senses, "In the future, I will put all my energy into work, in order to have a good living environment after the baby is born, working hard to make money is the king."

"Although you are asked to be in charge of the high-end studio in Lincheng, but you are now an expectant mother, I can't bear that you are too tired, so I will transfer Xiao Li to be your assistant when the time comes." Zhou Qiao stared

Her lower abdomen is still flat, "It's been two months, and when it's really six or seven months, you will go back to Jiangcheng to raise the baby, and I will run back and forth."

"We'll talk about it then." Wen Lan sighed faintly.

In fact, if it is good in Lincheng, she will consider giving birth to the baby there and living there with the baby for a few years.

The two chatted for a while about the development plan of Lincheng Gaoding Studio, and Zhou Qiao's ambition made Wen Lan have a sense of professionalism and responsibility for the first time.

In the senior year of internship, Wen Lan successfully entered TT as a women's wear designer with her relationship with Zhou Qiao.

With his unique vision and sensitivity to fashion, Wen Lan stood out among the designers of TT in just one year, and was recognized by many celebrities in the upper circle of Jiangcheng.

In the past two years, Wen Lan has only been responsible for design, and Zhou Qiao has been responsible for maintaining the operation and promotion of all VIP customers and media.

As long as Wen Lan thought that in Lincheng in the future, he would provoke the size of the studio.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you for the first week of the new studio." Zhou Qiao comforted, "In the future, as long as I have time, I will also go to Lincheng to help you do the operation."

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity. It's hard, but I want to break through to where I am." Wen Lan looked at Zhou Qiao sincerely, "How do you know how much potential you have if you don't try!"

"That's right! As long as you dare to think and work hard, you will make money!" Zhou Qiao encouraged her, "You know the windfall profits of Gaoding, as long as you can firmly grasp the aesthetics of customers, it is not difficult to make money. Now TT has a good reputation in Jiangcheng, and at the end of last year, many customers from Lincheng came to Jiangcheng to do customization, and I feel that TT will have a lot of room for development there."

Wen Lan admired Zhou Qiao's vision and brain to make money.

The two chatted for more than an hour, and decided that tomorrow afternoon, Wen Lan would take a few designers to officially go to Lincheng to set up camp.

Lincheng and Jiangcheng are both second-tier cities, and in order to allow TT to gain a firm foothold in Lincheng quickly, Zhou Qiao adopted a preemptive momentum, and the studio was selected in the downtown business district where every inch of land is valuable.

And, as soon as it was shot, it was a three-story luxury office building.

The first floor is a showroom and reception hall, the second floor is an individual studio for each designer, and the third floor has a small canteen and a bachelor apartment for each employee.

Wen Lan knew that Zhou Qiao had made a lot of money for Lincheng Studio this time, and secretly vowed to make some achievements and not disappoint Zhou Qiao.

Leaving Jiangcheng tomorrow afternoon, Wen Lan didn't have the idea of coming back in a short time, and even packed his autumn clothes into his suitcase.

In the afternoon, Wen Lan handed over a bank card with two million to Zhou Qiao, and asked Zhou Qiao to hand it over to Jiang Jingci.

When he was about to get off work, Zhou Qiao put the bank card on Wen Lan's desk, shook his head and said that Lao Jiang would not accept it.