President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 1081
Xuanxuan not only eats other people's food, but also takes other people's money.

Xia Zimo thought what was that bag in her hand, it turned out that it was full of E-Show clothes, a bag full of them.

She even showed it to Xia Zimo.

"Mo Mo, which one of these was designed by you? Your company's clothes are so beautiful. I like this dress. Haha, there are so many. I don't need to buy clothes for a season."

It is estimated that Young Master Han gave Xuanxuan all the sample clothes that had been ordered, and she was so happy.

"Xia Zimo, take a look. Knowing you as a designer, it's better to know Handsome Han. If you give me one or two sets, Handsome Han will give me a bunch of them with a wave of his hand, haha," Xuanxuan flipped through those skirts and smiled. I couldn't close my mouth.

"You can come to my company to get the clothes you like in E-Show, there are still a bunch of them in the showroom," Han Shao said generously.

"Okay, okay, I don't need to buy clothes anymore."

Xia Zimo stepped on Xuanxuan's foot, she is being polite to you, so you take it seriously.

"Ah, why are you stepping on me?"

Xia Zimo really wanted to say, I don't know you.

"Mo Mo, there are so many beautiful clothes in your company, so don't wear those dirty clothes of yours, and see what you look like," Xuan Xuan started talking about Xia Zimo again.

"What's wrong with me?" Xia Zimo looked at herself, those E-Show skirts were too short, Dongfang Chen wouldn't let her wear them.

Young Master Han also looked at Xia Zimo's attire. No one knew the sweater she was wearing, but he knew it. It was Chanel's sweater from last year.

Most people can't afford it.

An Xinxin recognized the sweater, but Xia Zimo said it was a fake.

Last time Wang Yang talked about her clothes, after returning, Dongfang Chen almost threw away Xia Zimo's clothes, and he threw away the pair of pull-back shoes.

Xia Zimo couldn't help it. She chose a few low-key clothes to mix with her original clothes that Butler Lan ordered for her.

The food was served, and Xuanxuan packed the clothes.

Xuanxuan couldn't stop her mouth while eating sushi: "Mo Mo, look at how generous handsome Han is. He produced his own clothes, so he gave me a bunch of clothes. Your president produces electronics, and the sixth generation of ME doesn't give them away." I'm alone... ah..."

Xia Zimo pinched her hard under the table.

Han Shao listened, and looked at Xia Zimo suspiciously: "Xiao Xia, what does your boyfriend do?"

"Oh, he sells mobile phones." Xia Zimohu pinched one.

"No, he is, ah..." Xuanxuan started calling again.

Xia Zimo pinched her thigh vigorously, with a big mouth, telling you to talk nonsense.

"The one who sells mobile phones can be called the 'President'," Han Shao frowned in disbelief.

"The president is Xuanxuan screaming," Xia Zimo smiled helplessly.

Japanese food is raw and cold. Xia Zimo has always disliked it, so he ate a few mouthfuls of salad.

Xuanxuan's taste is strong, and the salmon is dipped in mustard, which tastes delicious.

"Not used to it?" Young Master Han looked at her.

"Not too hungry," Xia Zimo still smiled decently.

"You haven't changed since you were in high school," Young Master Han's gaze still stayed on Xia Zimo, with long black hair, porcelain-like skin, big clean eyes, and dimples that are so sweet when you smile.

Han Shao remembered that in the second year of high school, a boy wrote a love letter to Xia Zimo and posted it on the bulletin board. There was a sentence in it, I would rather die drunk in your dimples for the rest of my life.

Xia Zimo was a well-known beauty when she was in high school, but she was very low-key. Her father donated a library for the school, and the school took good care of her. Few boys dared to harass her openly.

"Our family, Momo, is obviously getting more beautiful the longer he grows, okay? What do you mean hasn't changed?"

Young Master Han pointed out that her eyes were still as clean as before.

But the sweet smile on her face from time to time told him that she was already in pain.

A good girl should be loved by someone.

"By the way, how is your silver coat? What kind of craftsmanship are you going to use for the pattern on it?" Young Master Han didn't take a few bites, and was drinking a kind of Japanese cherry blossom wine with a porcelain cup.

About that dress, Xia Zimo also wanted to ask Young Master Han's opinion, so he said: "Embroidery is more classy, ​​but it will wrinkle when it is embroidered. Offset printing is smooth, but it doesn't feel classy."

Young Master Han held his wine glass and thought for a while: "I'm also thinking about this issue. It's better to choose embroidery. You can make the pattern on the design draft a little thinner, and then use thin gold thread for the embroidery thread. You can try it first to see the effect."

"Ah, should I use gold wire? I originally planned to use silver wire."

"If you change it to thinner, it will have a different effect if you use gold thread. You can try it out how to do it."

Xuanxuan got impatient: "Eating and talking about work will cause indigestion."

"Try it out and show it to me," Han Shao said again.

After Xuanxuan finished her meal, she happily left with her clothes in her hands.

Xia Zimo entered the elevator with Han Shao.

Although they were classmates, Xia Zimo still felt a little reserved. The two of them stood together, as if they had nothing to talk about. The mirror in the elevator showed their images, and their expressions seemed a little unnatural.

Xia Zimo looked down at the phone,

"Before you went to France, did you..."

Before Han Shao finished speaking, the elevator opened, and a few people came up, but Han Shao didn't finish his sentence.

After going to work in the afternoon, Xia Zimo called and found an embroidery factory, and asked if there was any way to make it less wrinkled.

The other party suggested that she take the cloth and iron a layer of double-sided cloth lining first, the effect should be much better.

Xia Zimo changed the design draft, pulled two pieces of cloth and embroidered again, the fabric was almost gone, so he called to order the fabric, this kind of fabric is super expensive, Xia Zimo felt distressed after using it, Although it wasn't at her expense.

After noon, Xia Zimo was so hungry that Susu ate all the biscuits.

Just when she was about to make a cup of coffee, a secretary brought up several boxes of pizza and said that it was Young Master Han who invited everyone to have afternoon tea.

……

Saturday is the date when Xia Zimo's mother goes abroad.

Lan Yin arranged everything, the plane at ten o'clock in the morning.

Xia Zimo and Xuanxuan went to see it off, and when they got out of the airport, they hugged each other and cried.

Xuanxuan had no mother since she was a child, and she also regarded Xia Zimo's mother as her real mother.

Dongfang Chen pulled them both into the car.

"What does it look like crying, don't cry."

The driver was Lan Yin, and he turned around to comfort Xia Zimo: "Miss Xia, don't worry, I have arranged everything. If you miss your mother, you can make video calls with her every day, and you can still see her every day."

Xia Zimo leaned against Xuan Xuan to wipe away her tears, and said, "I want to go home."

Dongfang Chen disagreed: "Why do you go back, go back and see things and think about people, go back and continue crying, Lan Yin goes back to the castle!"

In this way, Xuanxuan was dragged to the castle together.

Seeing Dongfang Chen's luxurious and magnificent castle, Xuanxuan didn't even feel like crying, she looked around and looked around.

Also played with a few birds for a long time.

"Mo Mo, why do I feel that you are being spoiled by the Golden House? Wow, this place is really magnificent, you are so happy."

Xia Zimo can't be happy, the golden house hides Jiao, and Chen Ajiao who lives in the golden house doesn't end well.

(End of this chapter)