Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 197 Well, thinking about the problem

It's ridiculous.

No, she didn't lose to that person, she lost to that backstage, ha ha.

"Don't have such radical ideas, think about Wang Anni."

Seeing that her face was flushed with anger, Wan Nianqing was afraid that she would say something to Mucheng again.

"..."

Sure enough, as soon as Wan Nianqing said this, Zhang Meng felt as if someone was carrying a basin of ice water in the twelfth lunar month. It was already very cold, but now she was even shivering.

Wang Anni, take it as a warning, yes, take it as a warning.

Otherwise, let alone the way, she will have nowhere to go in the future.

At least for now it's a little off the beaten track.

She took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at Wan Nianqing again.

"Director, do you know the truth, can you tell me? Of course, I just want to feel at ease, and I won't do anything."

Zhang Meng looked at Wan Nianqing, with a hint of despair and helplessness in his tone.

Wan Nianqing didn't want to say it at first, but seeing her discouraged appearance, she felt very reluctant.

"Actually, I feel that Ms. Song likes your design draft very much. When she opened it, she was amazed, but when she saw Mucheng's name, she turned against her..."

"...Director, I actually don't understand. Mucheng is just some kind of ridiculous housekeeper's daughter. Why does Ms. Song want to give her this face?"

Zhang Meng frowned. She was very disappointed at first, but she didn't get excited when she heard this.

It's just that it's even more sad. It was my chance that was certain, but it was taken away by someone like that.

She hates it a little, not a little, but very...hate.

;"She is not so simple, don't ask, if there is any opportunity in the future, I will directly recommend you to go up."

Wan Nianqing pinched the center of her brows, and sat down a little tired.

"Then... I'm going out first."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk deeply, Zhang Meng didn't say anything more immediately, so she walked out.

On the other side, in a large lounge, is a simple press conference.

Mucheng sat beside Song Jiaren, looking so dark that no one could see her.

Mucheng felt that she was going to be nervous because of this, but this time she wasn't. Compared with the time with Di Yao before, it was much bigger.

Anyway, the reporter's gaze was always in front of Song Jiaren, and the questions they asked had nothing to do with design.

She is also happy to relax.

"Okay, don't ask me about my private life, ask Mucheng too!?"

With a slight smile on her lips, Song Jiaren pointed to Mucheng beside her.

Moreover, Mucheng was wandering in the soul for nine days at this time, and in addition to her rustic clothes, the makeup on her face was also very strange.

So sluggish, and so sluggish.

The reporters were slightly taken aback, what can such a person ask.

"May I ask what is Miss Mu's philosophy when designing clothes for Miss Song Jiaren?? What is the name of the theme of this design??"

However, some reporters still posed questions to her.

"what……"

Mucheng was slightly startled, then sat up straight again, watching the reporters all looking at her one by one, Song Jiaren beside her was also looking at her with a smile.

"That... I was thinking about a question just now, could you please ask the question again?"

Mucheng was a little embarrassed, but the press conference was still going on, and she had to finish it seriously.

When she said this, the rest of the reporters couldn't help laughing, this Mucheng is still a wonderful person.

If you are in a daze, you will be in a daze, if you are distracted, you will be distracted, and you are still a high-sounding thinker.

(End of this chapter)