The Pillow of the Bad President

Zhuang Qintong's face was ugly.

Last time, she failed in the competition for Mrs. Holman's design, and the headquarters had a lot of opinions on her.

At the meeting just now, most of the orders in Zhuang Qintong's hands were forced to be distributed to other designers. There were two new designers who were not well-known, which made her very embarrassed.

The headquarters did this openly, obviously wanting to teach her a lesson.

The phone rings.

Zhuang Qintong took out his mobile phone from his bag, "Hey, Jingwen, what's the matter?"

Her tone was elegant and gentle, but her face was expressionless. If someone saw her, they would be shocked by her contrasting appearance.

The Jing Wen who called her was also a socialite from a wealthy family, and she also did fashion design, but unlike her excellent results, the other party could be said to be an idiot, purely for fun, just to pass the time in her spare time.

At this time, the other party's voice was full of gossip, "Qintong, I heard that l has taken a designer named Hao Yan as his apprentice. Do you know about this? Is it true or not? Isn't l your aunt? It stands to reason that she should accept you even if she does not accept apprentices."

Zhuang Qintong hung up the phone abruptly.

Clenching his fingers into fists, he suppressed the urge to throw the phone out as well.

Zhuang Qintong's heart was full of sparks, and his mood was extremely bad.

There was a knock on the office door.

Immediately, a foreign man in a suit and leather shoes walked in. He looked about 40 years old, with fair skin, deep eye sockets and a hooked nose.

Zhuang Qintong immediately regained her smile, and she covered up her resentment and gloom very well.

The other party was her superior, and she spoke with a slightly respectful tone, "robert"

The foreign man named Robert looked at her messy desk and said in English, "Abby, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Qintong's smile remained unchanged, and he explained casually, "Before I asked my assistant to help me find things, but she was a bit messy. Maybe she was anxious about other things and didn't have time to clean them up for me."

Robert said, "This is too irresponsible."

The other party would not come to his office in person for no reason, Zhuang Qintong tentatively asked, "Robert, are you here in person?"

Robert walked in front of her and said, "At the end of next month, the GDA International Fashion Design Exhibition will be held in Luncheng, the capital of country y. I have already applied to the headquarters. The brand side will send you to participate in the election. You have to make sure you can Win a place and appear at the International Fashion Design Exhibition”

GDA International Fashion Design Exhibition, unlike some domestic design exhibitions, is a global show.

Many countries and cities will compete for the best designers and works to participate, so it is conceivable that the competition is also very fierce, and not just anyone can be qualified.

Robert tapped his middle finger on the desk, squinting his eyes with a serious expression, "Abby, this is your chance to make amends, otherwise"

He deliberately didn't say the latter words, but the warning inside was obvious.

Zhuang Qintong's heart shuddered.

Immediately, she raised her red lips and promised with a firm smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you and the headquarters down again this time."

Robert nodded in satisfaction, then turned and left.

In the afternoon, the warm winter sun hangs high in the blue sky, and the air quality is good.

There are many customers in the shopping mall, and the temperature of the air conditioner is suitable. In the coffee shop on the first floor, Hao Yan is sitting by the window with a coffee cup in his hand, admiring the busy traffic outside the window.

This time she deliberately came early to wait.

But not long after sitting down, Yao Wanjun's figure appeared in the field of vision.

Yao Wanjun smiled kindly and gently, and her tone was very gentle, "Swallow, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, auntie, I just arrived too." Hao Yan smiled and shook her head, then called the waiter and ordered coffee for Yao Wanjun.

Yao Wanjun drank the mellow coffee and looked at the daughter-in-law opposite, in a beautiful mood.

When she dressed up and went out, Qin Boyun inquired about where she was going, and excused that he had something to go out and wanted to go with her, but in fact he wanted to follow her schemingly.

Yao Wanjun rejected her husband without even thinking about it.

Hmph, she didn't give him a chance, she wanted to enjoy the good time with her future daughter-in-law to herself.

Hao Yan's eyes were like a stream of clear springs, and she looked at Yao Wanjun clear and grateful, "Auntie, I know that you have taken care of Mrs. He to take care of me, thank you very much."

Being able to form a network of Mrs. He, as well as being able to get the opportunity to compare manuscripts, is all due to Yao Wanjun.

Yao Wanjun smiled indifferently, "You're welcome, isn't this normal?"

Both inside and outside the words show that it is perfectly normal to do this, because taking care of the daughter-in-law is justified.

Hao Yan's cheeks were slightly red.

She picked up the rectangular box on the sofa next to her, handed it to Yao Wanjun, and said with some embarrassment, "Auntie, when I designed a dress for Mrs. Holman, I also designed a dress for you. I don't know if you will like it." , is my heart"

"Give it to me?" Yao Wanjun was surprised.

She stretched out her hand to take it as if she was flattered, and opened the box. Inside was a cheongsam with a slanted breast.

Very autumn and winter beige gray, simple and calm, with a slight retro charm, made of fine cashmere, warm and light.

The handmade buttons and pear flowers are embroidered on the cheongsam, which is very dignified and elegant, and at the same time has the charm of a mature woman, which is very suitable for Yao Wanjun's graceful temperament.

Yao Wanjun caressed it fondly, like a happy child, "It's so beautiful. I also saw the photo of Mrs. Holman attending the grand event. Her cheongsam has been spread. I like it very much. I didn't expect it. I have it too"

Her expression couldn't hide her true love.

If it wasn't for being outside, Yao Wanjun couldn't wait to try it out.

Hao Yan saw that she liked her so much, the tension in her heart disappeared immediately, "The size should not be wrong, if it is not suitable, auntie, please tell me, I will re-edit it for you"

"Okay." Yao Wanjun nodded.

She looked away again and again, then moved away from the cheongsam, and said happily, "Swallow, I accept the cheongsam, I like it so much."

The corners of Hao Yan's mouth curled up, her smile was clear and bright.

Such a young and beautiful face, and such a pleasing personality, in Yao Wanjun's eyes, she is even more satisfied.

Thinking of not saying anything, but actually looking forward to seeing her future daughter-in-law's husband, she couldn't help asking, "Swallow, when can you come to our house as a guest?"

This is a clear invitation to meet the parents.

The Pillow of the Bad President