Reborn and returned to become a full-level boss

Feng Manman's mistress was in the top position back then, and now she still has to get a present report.

"It's all her own cause and effect." Things in the world are like this, and in the final analysis, they are all her own choices.

Su Yiran believed that when Feng Manman chose to intervene in someone else's family, he already knew who the man he chose was.

She just felt that she was different and could make this man change for her.

Women seem to be born with such dreams, including herself.

Wasn't she in her previous life just deceiving herself and others in the fantasy she wove?

"Master, madam!" Uncle Ning left and returned.

"Uncle Ning, what else is there?"

Seeing him, Su Yiran thought it was some kind of moth coming from Su Bingran, and frowned.

"I was at the door with the old Patriarch, just in time to take a look. The material dealer brought over the materials for making clothes! There are also clothing-making equipment. The old Patriarch saw that the battle was quite big, so he asked me to come back and help!"

While Uncle Ning was talking, the workers brought in the equipment, "Master, madam, then I will arrange it first."

There are quite a lot of things to deal with, such as placing fabrics and installing equipment and machines.

Ye Moyan nodded, and Mohuajuli was extremely lively in an instant.

Su Yiran was surprised by Ye Moyan's efficiency, "Only one night, you must have emptied someone's warehouse, so much fabric!"

All kinds of fabrics of international first-line brands.

"Besides, Mo, I'm just making two pieces of clothes, I'm not going to enter the industry as a clothing store! I don't need so many!"

People don’t need so much for a studio...

"Is there a lot? Be prepared! One night is enough to prepare these!"

Su Yiran's words are poor, according to his meaning, it seems that there are too few...

Ye Moyan casually picked up a piece of solid-colored linen cloth, and gestured to himself, "I think this one is pretty good, what do you think?"

It was only then that Su Yiran discovered that among the piles of materials, there were actually fabrics for men's fashion!

She doesn't seem to have promised to make clothes for him! ?

Seeing her embarrassed look, Ye Moyan wanted to laugh, "Isn't it good-looking? Then I'll change it?"

"That's not what I meant. Seeing that you are wearing tailoring made by famous artists, I think that my craftsmanship is still not up to this level. It would be embarrassing if people disliked me when I made it."

"Dislike?" Ye Moyan was surprised, "You still have such a humble time. I don't know who took this job."

Su Yiran glared at the man, she regretted taking over this matter now.

With Ye Moyan's financial resources, it's just a few dresses, why is she so worried!

It's all because I was so guilty at the time, and I was anxious to make him happy, that's why I was in trouble.

"I just know a little bit. It's okay to do my own thing. I'm not sure about yours. I can do what you want."

Ye Moyan didn't seem to understand the meaning of evasion in her words at all, but just smiled dotingly, "Since it's easy, can you cut a few pieces for me? And, as long as it's made by you, I like it! "

If he could wear the clothes made by Su Yiran himself, Ye Moyan would feel extremely happy just thinking about it.

Su Yiran was a little moved by his gentle eyes and the expectation from the bottom of his heart, "Okay, then I will work hard and try not to let you down."

Su Yiran retreated to design clothes, while Ye Moyan stood by, offering suggestions from time to time.

As the so-called match between men and women, work is not tired.

Su Yiran quickly designed a prototype.

Ye Moyan was about to say a few words of praise when Su Yiran's cell phone rang.

"Who?" The beautiful atmosphere was interrupted, and Ye Moyan frowned unhappily.

"It's Uncle Qiao!" Su Yiran's heart sank. Could it be that the matter of inheriting the shares didn't go well?

Thinking of this, she picked up the phone.

"Miss, are you busy?" Ling Qiao's voice was muffled, and she knew that she was not in a good mood.

Su Yiran looked at the mess in the room, and said helplessly, "A little bit. Work harder, it should be ready tomorrow! It will be useful the day after tomorrow."

Ling Qiao knew that Su Yiran was busy with the wedding, "Then... I'll tell you next time."

Su Yiran spoke harshly, "Uncle Qiao, what's the matter?"

"That video... I've finished watching it!" Ling Qiao just hesitated for a moment, but still spoke out.

click!

Su Yiran felt uneasy, the scissors in her hands accidentally dropped on the table, making a sound.

She knew what video Ling Qiao was talking about, wasn't it something she secretly filmed in the hotel.

"So, you have a new discovery?"

Although she was asking a question, Su Yiran was sure that Ling Qiao had made an incredible discovery.

Otherwise, he wouldn't bring it up again at this time.

Sure enough, Ling Qiao's answer blew him away.

"They... they talked about Wanwan." Ling Qiao choked with sobs, "Those two guys who killed thousands of knives actually planned Wanwan like that!"

"What do you mean?" Su Yiran's forehead tingled, she knew that Su Bingran and Wen Qing had impure goals.

But what is it that makes Uncle Qiao so angry?

"Miss, I once asked Wanwan why she was so devoted to that man?"

"Because in my opinion, Wanwan doesn't like Su Bingran that much."

"Wanwan said that this man gave her a home regardless of past suspicions!"

"But, but all of this is actually just a scam!" When Ling Qiao spoke of excitement, his voice rose an octave unconsciously!

"Uncle Qiao, calm down!" Su Yiran suppressed her anger and comforted Ling Qiao, "It's expected, isn't it?"

They already knew the truth was bloody!

Ling Qiao took a deep breath and seemed to have calmed down a bit, "That's the truth, but I still can't help being angry after seeing it!"

"I know, Uncle Joe. You send me the information, and I'll read it later!"

Su Yiran hung up the phone, adjusted her mentality, and speeded up the operation in her hands.

However, Ye Moyan could still tell that his wife was absent-minded.

"Of course, what happened?" Ye Moyan was a little worried.

Su Yiran raised her head, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Some bad things about rotten millet!"

"What about Su Bingran?" They had just finished that topic, why was it brought up again?

"Yes!" Su Yiran didn't elaborate, and Ye Moyan didn't ask in detail, everything was kept silent!

Su Yiran's ingenuity and ingenuity, a few designs were quickly drawn out by her, and the next step is the final garment-making!

However, her thoughts have already flown away.

Ye Moyan understood her, and had already arranged for a professional master to take over Su Yiran's next job.

Although he really wanted to wear the clothes that Su Yiran sewed by himself from start to finish, but obviously, now is not the time.

With Ye Moyan's order, several top international designers and tailors who had been waiting in the side hall appeared in front of Su Yiran.