The Duke's little ancestor slipped away again

Design is about inspiration, and inspiration often comes from life.

Xue Ya closed her eyes and thought for about two minutes, then picked up the brush and began to draw on the manuscript paper.

Mu Mu picked up the pen after Xue Ya had been drawing for almost half an hour, and when Xue Ya completed the work, Mu Mu also just finished her sketch.

Next came the three-dimensional imaging. Mu Mu took a little longer than Xue Ya in this step, not because she was unskilled, but because she always strived for perfection in everything she did.

The three-dimensional imaging of design drawings generally uses black as the background color, because it can better highlight the texture and nobility of the finished product. Ke Mumu feels that black is too dull and cannot reflect the visual impact of the finished product when worn on the human body, so her background color is more Most of the time the white color is yellowish.

"Are you sure you want to put the two pictures on the company's official website?"

After all, all unpublished design drawings have no copyright. If others want to plagiarize, they can get a head start by making slight changes.

"Do you have any other better ideas?"

"Put it on the company's internal network."

"Vaughn."

"Mr. President?"

"Xue Ya's concerns are right, but since we have made a bet, we have to decide the winner."

Vaughn naturally sat next to Mu Mu, and then put his arm around her shoulders.

"Everyone in the company has signed a confidentiality agreement, and they dare not leak the design draft."

Xue Ya turned away and did not look at the two intimate people in front of her.

"Okay, then send it out anonymously and then vote by secret ballot."

Since there is a comparison, it must be completely open, fair and just.

"First of all, let's make it clear that if you lose, Miss Mu, the CEO will not secretly cut down on my works in order to support his own woman."

"It turns out that you are such an unfair person in the eyes of your employees."

Mu Mu got an advantage and looked at Vaughn obediently.

"It doesn't matter what other people think of me."

Again, not satisfied? roll!

"Too."

"Let's go, there is a document for me to sign. Asim is waiting."

"Aren't you waiting for the result?"

"The results can be seen in the mailbox. Are you tired of sitting here and waiting?"

"I'm tired. My wrists are sore from just drawing."

"Are you still writing at that moment? I asked Asim to prepare a piece of Hui ink in the office..."

The voices gradually faded away, and although it was unclear what else they said, the look of the two whispering to each other remained in the hearts of everyone in the design department.

"Oh my god, I'm scared to death. I always thought that the CEO had facial paralysis, but now I know that not only is he not facial paralysis, he also has very rich expressions."

"If you talk about the president behind his back, be careful and drag him out and behead him."

"As long as I have any value, the company will not sentence me to death."

"Come on, who do you think you are?"

"What are you mumbling about! No more work!"

Peng~

The magazine thrown by Seol-ah hit the glass.

"Teacher Xue Ya, these are high-definition videos of recent big shows. They have been sorted out."

Leo put down the USB flash drive, turned around and picked up the magazine on the ground, put it away and then walked out gently.

"Leo, what do you think?"

"what?"

Faced with the sudden concern from his colleagues, Leo seemed a little flattered.

"In the future, do you want to follow the future president's wife or continue to follow Teacher Xue Ya?"

"This...I never thought about it. If we talk about this kind of thing again...it's not our decision."

Wise and foolish, I should be talking about people like Leo.

"That's right, get to work, or you'll get angry again soon."

Ninety-five floors.

"Asim, there is a person named Leo in the design department. I would like some information about her."

"Okay madam, I will bring it to you in a moment."

"Thank you. By the way, I asked you to take Teacher Su home that day. Did you go well on the way?"

Mu Mu held the fruit fork in his mouth, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"It went very smoothly. I dropped her at the bus stop and left, but I watched her get on the bus."

Asim was unimpressed.

"So I wasted my efforts."

"What a waste of effort?"

"Vaughn, I'm sure that between IQ and EQ, Asim's IQ definitely eats up all the EQ."

"It's not as serious as you say."

Vaughan took the fruit fork out of her mouth and threw it into the trash can.

"It's so serious. There are too few good girls now. It's hard to find one. If he doesn't cherish her, where will he find another one in the future? And that Keen, his brain may have been eaten by a dog."

The more Mu Mu thought about it, the angrier she became, and finally she went back to the lounge to lie down out of sight and out of mind.

"Boss, can you please stop Madam from messing around with each other? Teacher Su and I are not suitable for each other."

Asim whispered like Vaughan calling for help.

"It's okay, not stupid."

How could his people be as stupid as she said.

"Why don't you let me go on a business trip for a longer time, and I'll come back when Madam forgets about this."

Asim hates business trips because he can't sleep in a hotel bed, but in order to avoid "forced marriage", he would rather stay outside.

"Who cares about your family affairs when you are on a business trip?"

"Oh……"

"I'll talk to her later. Do you really have no feelings for Teacher Su?"

"Boss, you don't know my personality yet. We've only met twice. Isn't it too early to say whether you have feelings for me?"

"Go and get busy. Tangtang is still young and there will be many opportunities for contact in the future. There is no rush for this moment."

Vaughn nodded in agreement.

At work, Asim's ability makes it difficult for Vaughn to find fault, but his slow temper often makes people around him anxious for him.

"Then I'll get busy."

"Well, remember to close the door."

There are only two people on the entire ninety-fifth floor, Vaughn and Asim. Vaughn’s office occupies almost 80% of the 300 square meters. The rest, in addition to Asim’s office near the elevator, there is another A storage room is usually used to store some things that are not commonly used.

Because there were just the two of them, Vaughn's office was open almost all day. Today, because Mu Mu was there, Vaughn closed the door on purpose.

"Vaughn...I'm a little unhappy..."

"Because the red thread didn't work?"

"No, I'm just a little unhappy anyway."

"Then how can I make my baby happy?"

My little ancestor is starting to do it again, but fortunately Vaughan has long been accustomed to it.

"Hug me and kiss me."

Mu Mu sat astride his lap, kneeling with her legs crossed on the large chair.

"Okay, now that the kiss is over, what are you unhappy about telling your husband?"

Mu Mu rarely asked herself to kiss him like this.

"Maybe after you kiss me, I'll feel better."

The passion in the office has always been a plot point in novels, but now that it is reflected in herself, Mu Mu's little heart is still a little nervous, and this tension has not completely dissipated until the two of them ended.

Although he knew that without his word "enter", no one dared to come in and challenge his majesty.

"Are you feeling better?"

Vaughn, who was satiated, began to care about the little girl in his arms again.

"you guess……"