Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 732 Conversation Failed
At this time, Meng Lan was sitting near the window, holding the glass of water with her slender and strong fingers, knocking on the glass one after another.

"Buzz-"

Suddenly, her mobile phone on the table rang.

Meng Lan was slightly startled, and lowered her eyes to look over.

When she saw that the person on the caller ID was Feng Mu, there was a little anger in her eyes, and she pressed the hang up button.

Now that Feng Mu has reached this point.

Then there is nothing to talk about between them.

Soon, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open, and a woman in business attire with long hair came in.

Seeing her, Meng Lan quickly cheered up and waved her hand,
"here."

After hearing her voice, the woman turned her head and walked towards her expressionlessly.

"Sorry, the company has overtime, I'm late." The woman reminded in a deep voice, but there was no wave in her voice.

"It's okay, I haven't been here for long." Meng Lan pushed the order on the table in front of her, "Just order what you want."

The woman was sitting on the seat opposite her, playing with her mobile phone, reminding her of alienation,

"I just want a glass of boiled water."

"Okay." After hearing this, Meng Lan couldn't help but frown because of the woman's attitude.

But she still called the waiter and ordered a glass of boiled water and a few low-fat dessert cakes by the way.

speechless.

Meng Lan also took advantage of this moment, raised her eyes, and looked at the woman carefully.

There is no makeup on her face, and it can be seen that her skin is not in good condition. It is covered by a huge black spectacle frame, which sets off her old-fashioned temperament.

If it is placed in a crowd, it is not noticeable at all.

Soon, the waiter brought a glass of warm water and a small dessert to the table, reminding them with a smile, "Ladies, enjoy your meal."

"Thank you." Meng Lan smiled lightly and nodded.

And the woman still looked indifferent, reached out to pick up the water glass, took a sip, and then spoke first,
"If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I have something to do. I don't have time to stay with you."

After saying that, Meng Lan curled her lips into a sneer,
"The designer Xia Youyou of Chenguang Group is really straightforward."

She picked up the small fork on the table and gently moved the cake, her voice suddenly sank,
"It's just that the methods are a little too bright. As a costume designer, you must at least have professional ethics. Using those dirty methods to steal other people's design results is really disgusting!"

That's right.

The woman in front of me is Xia Youyou, the designer of Chenguang Group.

Arnold also sold her own design drawings to her.

Originally, Xia Youyou was not popular in the company, and she hadn't produced any works for so many years, but since she used her own design drawings, it became a hit in the company, and it became a huge hit.

Listening to Menglan's words, Xia Youyou's expression turned a little ugly.

But fortunately, she guessed that she had already been mentally prepared and did not show too much emotion.

"Since you already know everything, why come out to meet me?" She said confidently.

Meng Lan pursed her lips, and her tone was full of anger, "You don't feel any guilt at all for stealing someone else's design and taking the credit for someone else's work?"

"Guilty?"

Hearing a "bang", Xia Youyou put down the water glass in her hand, "I know you before, you used to be the daughter of the Liu Group, and you were even childhood sweethearts with Feng Mu, right?"

Meng Lan's eyes gradually darkened, "You are well prepared."

Xia Youyou raised her eyes, her eyes were full of jealousy, and her tone was aggravated, "Look, you were born with a golden spoon in your mouth, what kind of suffering can you suffer, even if you come to Yuncheng, it's just to experience life, you have eaten life Is it suffering?"

"But I'm different from you. I was born in a poor family. I didn't have enough to eat and I didn't have enough clothes." As she spoke, her tone was trembling with excitement. I work hard, but fate plays tricks on people, no matter how hard I try, I just have no talent, and I can’t draw a design draft of a hit.”

Listening to her words, Meng Lan's complexion sank, her fingers clenched the water glass tightly.

"So a poor family can be a reason for you to steal other people's design drafts?"

"You think I will?"

Xia Youyou felt pain in her heart after being stabbed, she stood up abruptly from the chair, "But I can't help it, I just want money, I don't want to go back to the hard days before."

She seemed to be thinking of some painful past, her voice was full of gnashing of teeth.

"Your life experience sounds really sad." Meng Lan raised her eyes, looked at her with extremely sharp eyes, and said every word, "But you have taken the wrong path, and until now you have not realized that you It’s a mistake that makes people really feel unsympathetic.”

"Shut up!" Xia Youyou's face was full of anger, and she roared in a low voice, "I don't need your sympathy, I don't need anyone's sympathy!"

With that said, she picked up her bag and turned to leave.

Looking at her back from embarrassment, Meng Lan's face became calmer, reminding her in a deep voice,

"As a fashion designer, you should know better than anyone else that design drawings are spiritual, and things that don't belong to you, even if they are forced to stay, will not belong to you after all."

After the words fell, Xia Youyou's delicate body trembled suddenly.

And Meng Lan seemed not to notice her strangeness, and continued to speak,
"You are still young and don't realize the power of the law. Don't ruin your career because of your willfulness."

Xia Youyou didn't reply, and after a few seconds of her footsteps stopped slightly, she left without looking back.

Menglan watched her walk out of the coffee shop, her breathing was a little heavy, she drank several sips of water, and was forced to suppress the anger and unwillingness in her heart.

Immediately, his eyes turned cold inch by inch.

Unexpectedly, this Xia Youyou was really bad to the bottom of her heart. She originally wanted to have a good talk with her and try to persuade her to surrender, but it seems impossible now.

It seems that she can only come hard.

Thinking of this, Meng Lan picked up the phone on the table and sent Xia Huan a message: The conversation failed.

Soon, Xia Huan sent her a message back: I'm at the door.

After reading it, Meng Lan showed surprise, she quickly got up from her seat, went to the front desk to pay the bill, and hurried out of the cafe.

"here!"

Not long after she stood there, an off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road lowered its window. Xia Huan was sitting in the driver's seat and waved at her.
"Come here."

Seeing this, Meng Lan hurried over, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.

"Fasten your seatbelts, we're leaving."

Hearing Xia Huan's hasty order, Meng Lan quickly put on her seat belt before she could ask any more questions.

(End of this chapter)