Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 187 No one can compare to Misha

Misha didn't speak.

At this moment, Bo Xinglan walked in. He put the design in his hand on the table, and his cold gaze swept over everyone.

"Do you have anything to say about this design?"

The manager hurried forward and said in a hurry: "Mr. Bo, this design was all done by Misha alone. We didn't even touch it. She was the one who came up with it. Who knows why she came up with such a design... ..."

All eyes fell on Misha, waiting for a good show.

Bo Xinglan narrowed her sharp eyes slightly, her gaze became colder, her aura suddenly changed, and she raised her voice.

He scolded: "This is the work of the design department. Yunshang's students are only assisting you in the design. You don't care about it, and you have pushed the entire design to others?"

The manager was taken aback immediately, and hurriedly said: "We want to take responsibility, but Misha insists on doing this..."

Bo Xinglan's eyes fell on Mi Xia.

"is it?"

Misha shook her head.

"From the moment I joined the company, they only assigned me one task and asked me to complete the entire design independently."

Hearing this, the manager and others felt a chill all over.

"This design was indeed designed by Misha, Mr. Bo, if you don't like this design, I will ask them to send you a second copy..."

"Who said I don't like this design?" Bo Xinglan said suddenly.

The manager and everyone froze for a moment, looking surprised.

"You, do you like this design?"

Bo Xinglan said: "Not only the design itself, but the meaning contained in the design is also very suitable for the company's development. It can be said that it is the most perfect design for this event."

When several people heard this, their expressions became even uglier.

Never thought that Mi Xia's design would be praised by Bo Xinglan.

But immediately afterwards, Bo Xinglan's gaze became colder, and the lines on his face were very tough, filled with anger.

"This design, you didn't participate in the slightest!"

The manager was taken aback, and quickly said, "No...we participated!"

"Which part of this design did you participate in?"

"me……"

The manager stuttered and couldn't speak.

They never thought that such a small design would make Bo Xinglan personally pay attention to it.

At the beginning, they directly pushed all the work to Misha, and no one participated in it. How can they tell now?

Bo Xinglan directly threw the things in his hands on the table and made a loud noise. The air in the entire meeting room seemed to condense instantly, and the temperature dropped several degrees, as if a storm was raging.

"This is the work of your design department, but you are passing the blame to others. It seems that you are usually too busy."

He glanced coldly, "However, the abilities of so many of you are not as good as Mi Xia alone. Even if she completed the design alone, it will leave you far behind!"

There was silence, like a chilling cicada.

Bo Xinglan turned to the secretary and said, "We will start preparing according to this design for the next event."

"Yes, Boss."

Bo Xinglan stood up, her eyes swept over everyone.

"As for you, it's best to come up with a new design within tomorrow, otherwise, you can prepare to pack up and leave."

"Yes, we will definitely do it." The manager responded quickly.

Bo Xinglan's gaze fell on Mi Xia, and said in a deep voice, "Mi Xia, come out with me."

Misha hurriedly followed behind him and walked out.

Just after leaving the meeting room, after walking for a while, the other party's voice came again, but it was much softer.

"Have you had lunch?"

(End of this chapter)