The Strongest Rebirth: It's not easy to mess with a beautiful wife

"Wang Xintong." Wang Yufeng snapped.

Before he could say anything, he was yelled at by his father, "Okay! Your sister is right, what is fierce. Your mother has made an appointment with your aunt of the Zhao family. This afternoon, you and your cousin of the Zhao family will meet alone. one side."

Wang Yufeng frowned ugly, "I don't see you."

"There's no need to discuss it. Do you want to let others dove about the appointment?" Seeing his son's attitude, Zeng Xin almost slapped the table. Teach a big girl who is coy?"

Wang Xintong looked at Wang Yufeng with a livid face as if she was watching a show - tsk, this last stubbornness.

Wang Yufeng was still unwilling to express his opinion. Zeng Xin took out a paper from the table and lowered his head to wipe away the tears that did not exist. Impermanence, maybe someday something unexpected will happen to your mother and me. Alas..." After finishing speaking, there was another long sigh.

"I don't know if I will have a chance to hold a grandson in this life."

"Mom!" Facing such a smart mother, Wang Yufeng was helpless.

Wang Yufeng, who has always been one-sided, has a sharp edge and corners in his work, but was tempered by his mother.

"Ugh!"

"I'll go," Wang Yufeng had to compromise, "but I promise, this is the last time."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, that cousin of the Zhao family, you will be satisfied. She has good looks and a good figure, and she is a top student who graduated from Harvard University." Zeng Xin wanted to boast a lot, so that her son would be interested.

"I'm full, and I'm going to work." Wang Yufeng had just eaten a few mouthfuls, and as soon as he put down the bowls and chopsticks, he was about to get up.

"Me, me, me," Wang Xintong hurriedly drank the last sip of milk in the glass, "Brother, drop me off to school!"

……

Jiang Li arrived at the company early, tidied up her desk, and glanced at Tong Xinyu's office, which was not open yet.

Suddenly there was an idea in my heart.

After staying in the company for a few days, Jiang Li almost figured out Li Yuanqian's work routine.

Most of the mornings will arrive at the company after 08:30.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was only around 07:30.

With the folder in his hand, Jiang Li left the design department and went directly to the president's office.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Li ran to the desk, trying to find some clues among the things Li Yuanqian usually left behind.

She just wanted to find evidence about him.

She knew that it was impossible to get back her mobile phone and private account.

I just wanted to find Li Yuanqian.

At the beginning, he asked himself to go to that mountain, but he told himself on the Internet.

He didn't believe it, and couldn't find any evidence.Even if it is deleted, there is still a way to restore it now.

At least... She had to prove it first.She has never been abroad.Jiang Li turned on the computer on the desk, rubbed his chin and thought to himself.

Otherwise, even if other people knew that something happened to her, their eyes would be drawn abroad.This pair of dogs and men have to get away with it again.

Jiang Li turned on the computer on the desk and found that the power-on password was set.

Jiang Li tried to crack it many times, but it didn't work.

Drawers, filing cabinets, all locked.

Really did something bad, afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

Li Yuanqian is unexpectedly cautious now.

When Jiang Li was at a loss, there was movement outside the office.

"Hello, Mr. Li."

"Ah."

Footsteps, from far to near.

Jiang Li suddenly jumped up from the seat, and then unplugged the computer socket and plugged it back in with lightning speed.

Then he sat on the chair in front of the desk and looked through the things he had brought in.

A series of actions flowed smoothly and in one go.

If you look at it yourself, you can still see the slight blush on Jiang Li's face due to panic.

"Shen Muling?" Li Yuanqian pushed open the office door and was a little surprised to find her sitting in his office.

"President Li." Jiang Li looked back at him, following him until he sat on the president's seat.

Then he put the design draft that Tong Xinyu revised in his hand in front of Li Yuanqian, "This is what Manager Tong wants. It looks very urgent. She's not here, so I'll come over and give it to you first."

Li Yuanqian took it, not much mood to flip through this, looking at Jiang Li with defensive eyes.

"Is there anything else?" Li Yuanqian asked, if it was just to take what was given to Tong Xinyu to himself.

It doesn't seem so reasonable for her to appear here.

"Of course I have other things to come to see President Li," Jiang Li raised his hand and plucked the long fluffy hair beside his ear, full of flair.

Li Yuanqian waited for Jiang Li's next words.

"I don't think my level is inferior to those of the designers in the design department. I believe that the reason you spent so much effort to recruit me here is not to let me be a designer assistant." It sounds a little overwhelmed , let Jiang Li say it, my friend felt aloof and cold.

Li Yuanqian's nervous eyebrows suddenly relaxed, "Oh~ so you came to talk to me about my promotion?"

"Yes." Jiang Li's every move showed her grace and grace.Especially the smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile at the corner of his mouth made people unable to move their eyes away.

Li Yuan humbly chuckled a few times, "Of course it's no problem, I can promote you to be a designer. Let you design independently, but there is one requirement..."

Li Yuanqian didn't continue talking, and looked at Jiang Li's reaction in front of him.She had been in the design department for a while, and he couldn't believe that Jiang Li hadn't heard anything about it.

"If you ask me to copy my idol too, don't talk about it. To my idol, it's a disguised insult." Jiang Li directly refused, not too tough.

Li Yuanqian, who was sitting at the desk, laughed dryly twice, and put his hands crossed in front of the desk, "How can this be called plagiarism?"

Looking at Jiang Li's incomprehensible gaze, Li Yuanqian opened his mouth to defend.

"Hey, you're staying with Jiang's now, right? Gracilaria is a signboard designed by our Jiang's. This is the style we focus on. You said you should continue and carry forward this style when you work in Jiang's?"

Facing Jiang Li's hesitant expression, Li Yuanqian continued to brainwash, "If you are in an outside company and you deliberately imitate it, this constitutes plagiarism, and our company can sue you. But you just stay here Our company, right? Could it be that we have to sue ourselves?"

"But..." Jiang Li was a little shaken.

"Famous painters, who didn't copy other people's works before they became famous? What do you think?" Li Yuanqian asked back, and then began to intimidate and lure, "And this is what your idol prefers. She will come back after a while. To make a good impression in front of her, or..."

"Then... good." Jiang Li hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind.

But the hand resting on the lap was clenched into a fist and squeezed loudly.