Chapter 88
City H.

"Yueyue, why did you come back so soon?" Mo Yilian watched Mo Yue and others who had only been away for three days appear in front of her.

"Mom, I miss you." Mo Yue put down her luggage, came to Mo Yilian's side, and gave Song Xiaohu a look.

"Yeah, Mom Mo, we all miss you. The imperial capital is not fun, and the traffic is still congested. City H is better." Song Xiaohu walked up to Mo Yilian, holding her arm affectionately.

"I see, you want the meal I cooked. Well, I'll prepare meals for you, and you go to rest first."

After entering the study, Song Xiaohu asked: "Mo Yue, why did you suddenly decide to come back?"

"There are some things to deal with." Mo Yue didn't say much.

"Song Xiaohu, is the studio ready?" Mo Yue changed the topic.

"When you're ready, the only thing missing is the staff."

Mo Yue looked at Su Mu, "It's up to you."

Su Mu's eyes widened, "Just give me a studio?!"

"If you pay, you will be rewarded. You can't be a white wolf with empty hands."

"Didn't I pay?" Su Mu pointed to the computer.

"Yes, why don't I remember, do you remember?" Mo Yue looked at Song Xiaohu.

"No, I don't remember either." Song Xiaohu also shook his head.

"You, you!" Su Mu knew now that he had entered the wolf's den.

"We know we are good, but you, if the studio can't handle it well, what I said before will not be counted."

"Mo Yue, boss, boss! You can't treat me like this, I'm just a little director!" Su Mu almost knelt down for Mo Yue.

"It's just for you to recruit some people. Do you want to do this? Shouldn't the director be the best at seeing people?"

Su Mu put away his mournful face and asked, "Just recruiting employees? Nothing else?"

"Of course, you have to choose what you need to make a work."

"No problem, as long as you trust me." Su Mu said seriously.

"Song Xiaohu, go get in touch, we'll buy that floor." Mo Yue said again after settling the matter of the studio.

"Buy it?!"

"I'm going to buy a fashion design studio for my mother."

"I see, I'll get in touch."

After that, Su Mu and Song Xiaohu went out directly after having lunch.

"Mom, have you handed over the work?" Mo Yue asked.

"The handover is done, and there will be no need to go after this week."

"Mom, have you ever thought about designing your own clothes?" Mo Yue liked the clothes Mo Yilian designed for her since she was a child.

"Yueyue, my mother is not a professional. The ones I made when I was young were only designed by myself because I didn't have money to buy them." Mo Yilian thought of the old days, although it was hard, but also warm.

"Mom, if you like it, I'll open a studio for you. At worst, you can design clothes for me in the future. I really like the clothes you design."

"If you like it, mom can design it for you at home. It's a waste of money to open a studio." Ever since Mo Yilian knew about Mo Yue's ability, she no longer saved money like before, but she also wouldn't do it knowingly. If not, you still have to spend that money.

"Mom, how can I design at home? I want the whole world to know that I have a great and powerful mother. Look, I bought all the books." Mo Yue pretended to take out a few books from the space behind her. .

Mo Yilian looked at the book, which was obviously about the basics of designing clothes, and said in surprise, "Yueyue, when did you prepare it?"

(End of this chapter)

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