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Sure enough, Zhao Jing broke up with Yang Bin.

Giving Zhao Jing a long dress that Zhao Xu entrusted her to bring back, Su Jian said regretfully, "Don't you think about it more? In fact, my little aunt doesn't have a bad heart."

"Okay, you're a student, you've been thinking about playing with the man all day long, so go back to the classroom and go to class." Zhao Jing frowns, trying to scare her deliberately.

Jiao Yajun at the opposite desk stared at the two menacingly. As soon as Su Jian left, she immediately stood up and snatched the shopping bag from Zhao Jing's desk.

"What is it? Let's see and see."

"Mr. Jiao, please return the things to me."

A goose yellow dress with a price on the tag, Zhao Xu bought it for his sister with his internship salary.

"My God, 120 yuan? You can do it, Zhao Jing. You can even afford clothes worth more than [-] yuan."

Zhao Jing's face was flushed with anger, Jiao Yajun deliberately teased her, and ran all over the room with a dress in order to embarrass her.

"Mr. Jiao, are you crazy?"

The English office was moved to the first floor, and Su Jian suddenly appeared outside the window. I don't know how the girl came in through the window, and snatched the things in her hand.

"I'm envious of Mr. Zhao, so why don't you just buy it yourself? You're not a great dancer, jumping around in the room, let the students outside see it, how decent is it?"

"What?"

Jiao Yajun's heart ached in anger, "Su Jian, are you teaching me a lesson?"

"What lesson? I'm not your elder, Mr. Jiao. As a teacher, you have to show good morality in front of the students in order to be admired."

"Su Jian, say it again?" Jiao Yajun reprimanded with a raised voice.

"If Mr. Jiao is hard of hearing, go to the hospital. If you have time to bully your colleagues, you should pay more attention to your body."

"Zhao Jing, she is your student, why don't you just leave her alone?"

Zhao Jing sneered and said, "Xiao Jian is too right. You should go to the hospital to check your brain. You are jealous of others wearing 100 yuan dresses. If you can't afford them, why don't others wear them?"

Jiao Yajun rolled his eyes angrily, and almost didn't come up to see Marx.

When she came home from school at night, Tian Mi called her to report the company's business situation.

"As you expected, the phone is going to explode. The people who came to interview today lined up from the street to the end of the street."

Really too busy, Wu Huaiyuan also ran over to help, responsible for the registration.

Wan Xiaohong was wearing pink work clothes, and was very busy, when suddenly there was a handsome guy in a white shirt and black trousers beside her, and half of her body suddenly softened.

"My God, what kind of fairy company is this? The men next to President Su are more handsome than each other."

After hearing Tian Mi's words, Su Jian laughed so hard that her stomach hurts.

"Is there a suitable designer candidate?"

"There are currently two of them. After passing the first test, Mr. Yu asked them to come tomorrow for the second test."

"The effect is good. I submitted the advertisement at eight o'clock for three days. If there is no accident, I can find a suitable designer."

The most important thing is to find Apple Meijia to do the decoration and get a luxury gift package for home appliances.

This kind of unheard of thing, the first time in the world, the house sellers are not as strong as her, and the people who come to consult the decoration crowd out the small decoration company.

The office space is still a bit small.

"Sister Mi, is there no one with other plans?"

"What, what do you mean?" Tian Mi stammered.

"Such as some admirers? Yours? Brother Yu's?"

Tian Mi didn't talk about life and death, but her panic betrayed her heart, Su Jian guessed right, she and Yu Zhen became living signs, and a reporter called to interview them.