President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 1186 I scolded him

Han Yi called his mother in the car.

"Hey Mom, I'm almost there."

My mother was worried that he was driving, so she didn't dare to call him to urge him, telling him that the food was always hot, there was good soup and dishes, and told him to come back quickly and drive slowly.

Mom really, I want to come back quickly and drive slowly.

Han Yi hung up the phone, and suddenly wanted to call a certain girl. Meeting Zhu Dan didn't remind him of the so-called beautiful past, but reminded him of the beautiful girl in his heart.

Although he became her boss and had her contact information, he didn't dare to take the initiative to contact her when he was free, for fear of scaring the girl away, so he had to take his time.

Just when Han Yi was about to put away the phone, a call came in, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection, he was thinking of the girl, and the girl called him.

It was indeed Xia Zimo who made the call. He dared to take out his mobile phone and call Han Shao while Dongfang Chen was taking a shower.

After making sure that he read it correctly, Han Yi happily accepted it.

"Hello, Young Master Han."

"Xiao Xia," Young Master Han's voice was full of joy.

Xia Zimo said softly on the other end of the phone: "Young Master Han, let me tell you, my bag was left in your car last time. Remember to bring it to me when I go to work tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll remember."

There was nothing in that bag, her wallet, ID card, and some clothes.

Young Master Han opened it and looked at it, and there is a little inner inside, pink, haha.

When the car crashed, Dongfang Chen forcibly took Xia Zimo away, but forgot it in Han Shao's car, and it was a New Year's Day holiday, and it has been several days.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Zimo will delete the call log, and someone will check it.

Hearing the movement from the bathroom, she quickly put the phone aside, and then pretended to be playing with her hyacinth.

She put some of the multicolored stones that Xuanxuan brought back into the glass tank where the hyacinths were kept. They were colorful and looked very beautiful.

Dongfang Chen came out wrapped in a bath towel, staring straight at her: "You seemed to be on the phone just now."

Xia Zimo blinked, oh my god, is he the ear of the wind? He could hear her speaking so softly.

Xia Zimo firmly refused to admit it: "No, I have been looking for these stones all the time, and I have never called."

Dongfang Chen wiped the water droplets on his body, walked over and took her mobile phone, opened it and checked it.

Then he turned around and picked out his ears, muttering in his mouth: "It's strange, my ears have always been very good, is there something wrong?"

Xia Zimo: "..."

I had a great time during this holiday, and I was also very happy to think that I was going to start work.

The driver drove, first took Xia Zimo to Tianqi Clothing Company, and then sent the president to Qingcang Building.

As soon as the car stopped, Xia Zimo looked around and saw no one he knew, so he couldn't wait to get out of the car.

"Hey, hey," Dongfang Chen raised his handsome face, and pointed with his fingers.

Xia Zimo's body was half out, and he fell back again, kissed Dongfang Chen, and then ran away quickly, like a thief afraid of being seen.

She came early, and her colleagues hadn't arrived yet.

Xia Zimo entered the elevator, and the elevator door was about to close when a hand blocked the entrance.

The elevator door opened again.

It's Young Master Han.

"Han Shaozao."

"Xiao Xia," Han Yi called her, walked in with a bright smile, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

Xia Zimo seemed to hear a trace of reunion joy in his voice.

"Xiao Xia, your backpack," Han Yi handed it to her.

"Thank you, Young Master Han," Xia Zimo took it, and then felt that he should say something, so he said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Han, for crashing your car like that, that bastard, I scolded him after I went back."

"It's okay, I just want to change the car, that one was driven by my sister before," Han Shao said with a sad expression on his face.

She just said, 'That bastard, I scolded him when I got back'.

The CEO of Qing Cang, they are very close, that's why they dare to scold him.

The elevator went up a bit slowly, and Young Master Han couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Xia, how do you know such a person?"

"Oh, I met him when I was studying in France." Although she only really met Dongfang Chen in China, it seems that it is better to say this, it is more like a normal relationship, hehe, besides, she and Dongfang Chen are indeed in France Affiliated.

Young Master Han's expression darkened again. If she had heard his confession before going to France, wouldn't her fate be missed like that.

After joining the company, not long after, colleagues also arrived one after another.

Everyone was very happy, and they were still immersed in the joy brought by the fashion show. As soon as they entered the company, they chatted together for a long time.

"Xiao Xia, have you had breakfast?" An carefully brought up a few boxes of desserts, saying that there was a new bakery downstairs in their house, it was so fresh, and asked her to try it.

An Xinxin and Xia Zimo went into the tea room to make tea.

"Xiao Xia, I heard that the company is looking for you to sign a long-term contract. It seems that they want to hire you as VICHY's chief designer. You have been promoted and your salary has been raised. Don't forget my sister."

Xia Zimo continued to drink water: "Sister An, don't talk nonsense about disappearing."

An carefully stuffed the remaining half of the western cake into his mouth: "There is definitely a shadow, just wait."

"Impossible." Xia Zimo didn't believe it.

An Xin stood up carefully: "How is it impossible? Your purple series design has amazed many people. It will definitely sell well next spring. Not to mention Han Shao, even Director Han is full of praise for you, just wait and see." Well, before the Chinese New Year, the company will definitely find you to sign a contract, and they are afraid that you will be poached by other companies."

It has been more than half an hour since I went to work, and the sound outside has not subsided, but it has become louder and louder.

Young Master Han had no choice but to sullenly get up and go out: "Mmm," said twice.

The sound just stopped.

In fact, everyone is not afraid of Young Master Han, he has always been very talkative, and I don’t know how many times I have invited him to eat and sing K.

But no matter how easy it is to talk, he is also the boss, and when the boss says 'hmm', he hasten to shut up and get back to work.

The E-Show side continues to follow the previous model, and designers continue to develop new styles, waiting for customers to place orders for next year.

On VICHY's side, Young Master Han held a morning meeting with his three elites.

During this period of time, the main focus is on spring clothing, and the theme is still 'tall', which requires taste and elegance.

Han Shao told his team about opening an original design store in Times Square. It will open in the next year. After the Chinese New Year, it will mainly sell spring clothes, so it is necessary to design some spring clothes as hanging plates in the store. .

Han Shao also said that he is not bound by their working hours anymore. As an excellent designer, she needs to walk around to find the ideal inspiration and elegance.

Starting today, it is enough to submit a certain style every month, and then report the itinerary every day.

Note that it is not a design draft, but a style sample, a finished product!
Now Shao Han only needs finished products, his team has passed the test, and he believes in them.

In the afternoon, Xia Zimo received a call from Wang Yang, and Young Master Han also received it.

In the evening, Miss Wang invites you to dinner. There is a very important matter.

Xia Zimo told Dongfang Chen that he was asking Wang Yang to meet her, and Dongfang Chen let her go.

After work, Xia Zimo walked with Young Master Han to attend Miss Wang's appointment.

(End of this chapter)