GI Wish Shop

Song Yabo's cell phone, who was packing up the materials for Gu Junhan, buzzed, and after putting away the files, Song Yabo took out his cell phone to take a look.

"Mr. Ju?" Song Yabo answered the phone, "What can you do for me?"

"Uh... I just want to ask something." Ju Jishao, who was sitting at the table looking at the photo, said a little embarrassedly. The things he asked Gu Junhan before were basically handled by Special Assistant Song. He really didn't feel ashamed if it was too much.

"Tell me." Song Yabo didn't feel impatient at all about Ju Jishao's matter.

"I want to find someone to customize a few sets of clothes, and the ones with better craftsmanship will do."

"Do you need me to help you contact the designer in country F?" Song Yabo got some misunderstandings.

Most of the clothes Gu Junhan wears are designed by designers from countries F and D, and Song Yabo also has the contact information of several designers.

"Uh, that's not necessary, as long as you can look at the pictures and make the clothes in the pictures." It's a little bit stressful for him to ask a famous designer to design and produce COS clothes.

"I'll keep an eye out for you."

Ju Jishao thanked Song Yabo, touched his face, and secretly decided to turn around and definitely repay Song Tezhu.

When Gu Junhan returned to the office after the meeting, Song Yabo had just put away the phone.Seeing Gu Junhan, Song Yabo told his immediate boss what Ju Jishao asked him to do just now.

"You can do it as you see it. After you find it, send the ID of the girl in the flower shop together." Gu Junhan walked to the chair and sat down, turned to face the French windows, and looked down from time to time.

Ju Jishao didn't know it in detail, so he didn't know very well. Gu Junhan's company building is actually opposite his flower shop.

"Yes, I understand." Song Yabo withdrew after finishing speaking.

To be honest, Song Yabo couldn't be bothered by handling those identity documents, but the clothes... really made it a little difficult for the almighty special assistant.

It would be fine if Ju Jishao simply wanted to buy clothes, but Song Tezhu really had no experience with making clothes.

"Song Special Assistant?" Gu Junhan's secretaries were overwhelmed with curiosity when they saw Song Yaba's rare embarrassed expression.

Song Yabo stopped and looked at the secretaries surrounding him. It was rare that he didn't tell them to go back to work quickly, but stared at them seriously and began to think.

Just when these capable and refined beautiful secretaries who can be used by men started to retreat, Song Yabo suddenly said, "Do you know where there is a shop for custom clothes?"

"Huh?" For a moment, the secretaries felt that they had heard it wrong.

Song Tezhu felt a little regretful, and when he was about to leave as if nothing had happened just now, one of them came back to his senses, "Does Song Tezhu want to order clothes?"

Song Yabo coughed, "No, I'm just asking for help."

"I remember that the wife of Deputy Director Sheng of our company's planning department seems to be able to do it, and the craftsmanship is pretty good." The tall and slender Secretary Xu said while holding his chin, "I heard that she even opened a store by herself."

Deputy Director Sheng?Song Yabo had several names in his mind, "Sheng Yueyang?"

"Hmm." Secretary Xu nodded, confirming that it was this person.

Song Yabo nodded to the onlookers, "I see, you guys, hurry up and go back to work."

The three secretaries who were still making plans just now were immediately driven back to the secretariat, staring at the door sadly.

"Hey...we're going to be killed like this." After watching Song Tezhu go away, Secretary Xu sighed while lying on his desk.

"Aren't you wondering who Song Tezhu asked for?" Secretary Liu leaned on the back of the chair in a very unimpressive manner, "That Song Tezhu!"

"I think, for the sake of our lives and safety, we should not go deep." Secretary Zhu, wearing rimless glasses and a baby face, said seriously, "Have you ever heard a saying that Cao Cao , Cao Cao is here." After speaking, he glanced outside the door, bowed his head and started working.

The two people who were still gossiping just now got cold, and immediately started to work seriously.After waiting for a long time, there was no voice from Song Tezhu, and the two looked up to inquire about the enemy's situation again, but they didn't even see Song Tezhu's shadow.

"Little Zhu Zhu~ dare to lie to us!" Secretary Liu approached Secretary Zhu with fingers.

"Cough... I just reminded you kindly."

Assistant Song didn't know anything about the turmoil caused by the secretariat, and he was on his way to the planning department now.

Song Yabo had an impression of Sheng Yueyang. He had good working ability and was very popular in the company. It would only be a matter of one or two years to go one step further.

In the planning department, a man who looked like 35 or [-] years old was obviously taken aback when his colleague said that Song Tezhu was looking for him, then he walked out of the office quickly and saw Song Yabo standing not far away.

"Song Special Assistant, are you looking for me?" Sheng Yueyang smiled at Song Yabo, gentle and harmless, with a straight body, rigorous but unique clothes with a touch of warmth, giving people a good first impression.

Song Yabo nodded to Sheng Yueyang, his expression unchanged, "Deputy Director Sheng, I heard from the Secretariat that your wife can make clothes?"

Sheng Yueyang smiled and nodded, a little embarrassed, "Yes, she likes to make clothes by herself very much, and more than half of the clothing stores she opened are made by herself." There was a sense of pride for his wife in the words, "Tezhu Song wants to..."

Except for formal suits, most of the clothes he wears on weekdays are made by his wife.The secretaries of the secretariat would know that it was spread by colleagues in the planning department who envied him and hated him.

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After calling Song Tezhu, a local tyrant welcomed into Ju Jishao's store.

Driving a royal blue McLaren, wearing a silver-gray suit and a pair of sunglasses, his whole body exudes an aura of 'I'm a local tyrant', making Ju Jishao look him up and down for a long time.

Ju Jishao actually didn't know much about cars, so he went to check it out because of Gu Junhan.

When he was sent back to the apartment by Gu Junhan from the Jiarun Hotel, he drove a luxury car that looked very tall at first glance, and it felt very unreal to ride all the way.After I had free time, I was free to go to the Internet to popularize science. By the way, I remembered a few models that he looked very good in style but estimated that he would not be able to afford it in his life. one.

Yu Anran greeted the local tyrant when he entered the door, her attitude was no different from usual.

For Yu Anran, who is essentially a GI prop, everyone is the same except her master.

With Yu Anran's hospitality, Ju Jishao, the irresponsible boss, started to take pictures on the computer, and was ready to wait for Song Yabo to find someone and then customize the clothes.

"Hello!" The local tyrant, who was waiting to pack the bouquet, walked to the cashier counter to pay in advance, knocked on the table, and before he could speak, his eyes saw a poster on the wall, and he was fascinated by it.

Ju Jishao raised his head, glanced at a local tycoon, and then turned his head to look at the wall stared at by the local tyrant, with a deep smile on the corner of his mouth, "Is the guest here to make a wish?"

The local tyrant looked at Ju Jishao with crazy eyes, "Does this flower shop of yours still work as a magician part-time?"

"Is it a magic stick?" Ju Jishao whispered, "How do you know that I am pretending to deceive people here, not the real thing?"

The local tyrant snorted and scoffed at Ju Jishao's words.

"If you don't want to make a wish, how can you see this poster belonging to the wishing shop in my store?" Ju Jishao stood up and continued to smile at the local tyrant in an unpredictable way.

"Just those childish wishes?" The local tyrant glanced at him and turned around, ready to go to the waiting area to sit down and wait.

Ju Jishao didn't continue to persuade, anyway, he had enough achievement points this month.

The word fate is really hard to say, this kind of illusory but real thing.

Local tyrant Ye Zhuo sat on the sofa in the waiting area, took out his mobile phone and prepared to take a photo of the foolish poster he saw before, and send it to his brothers to have a good time together.

It's just that the phone was pointed at the poster for a while, and the screen of the phone still showed the bare wall. When it moved slightly to the side, the poster appeared in the line of sight again.

Ye Zhuo stood up straight away, was that just now... supernatural!

Unbelievable, I turned off the camera on the phone and restarted it, but the poster that the eyes actually saw was still not in the camera!

Are you frightened?

Putting away the previous sneering expression, Ye Zhuo went directly to the cashier again, this time he was much more polite than before, "Boss?"

Ju Jishao raised his head, "Payment?"

"No, uh, that counts."

"..." Ju Jishao looked at Ye Zhuo, how handsome and domineering you were before!

"Pay the money first." Ye Zhuo first handed the order that Yu Anran had opened to Ju Jishao, then took out his wallet, pulled out a card and handed it over, as if he had money and you just swiped it.

"Thank you for your patronage." After swiping the card, he gave Ye Zhuo a receipt.

"That, is it true?" Ye Zhuo pointed to the poster full of spirituality.

Ju Jishao grinned at Ye Zhuo, "It depends on whether you believe it or not."

Ye Zhuo stared at the poster for a long time, then nodded, "I believe!"

After staring at Ye Zhuo's face for a while, Ju Jishao came to the secret door and opened it, "Welcome to the GI Wishing Shop, please come inside the wishing shop." He said, and pointed his hands towards the somewhat dark door.

Ye Zhuo gritted his teeth, and followed Ju Jishao into the secret door. After walking through the one-person-wide passage, he came to the small room specially prepared by Ju Jishao for wishers.