my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 3 So, the old
This is the Guan Group, which has a first-class fashion designer team, but it is also a gathering place for nympho.

Lan Mo can now finally understand why their computer desktops are photos of Guan Zichen, because all the female employees of the Guan Group are secretly in love with their president.

Guan Zichen, male, 25 years old

The current president of Guan Group, chief designer and fashion model in the clothing industry...

When Lan Mo got these materials, she was so disdainful, but also so admired.

His status in the clothing industry is internationally renowned.

He is known as the dark horse godfather of the clothing industry.

It is rumored that he only designs one set of clothes every season, and this set of clothes will become a boutique in the entire international clothing industry.

With all of his designs, the inspiration for each piece is a surprise, but also a surprise.

His gossip became the gossip of the upper class, and his daring style never knew what to hide.

It seems that he doesn't pay attention to women, and he seems to pay attention to women too much. Every day, there are different types of women around him.

And the women are the kind of great people who know that there are tigers in the mountains, and they prefer to travel to the mountains, and they go on and on to win his favor.

This is the truest news that the gossip reporters have captured.

When Lan Mo saw it, she only used two words to evaluate it: Stallion.

"Hey, you're new here, you're looking at our family Chenchen again!" The woman on the right side was still lingering, as if Guan Zichen was already in her hands and no one was allowed to look at it.

Lan Mo turned her face away, with a fake smile: "Then, this old man, can I change the table now?"

Her voice was not too loud, but it could be heard by the entire design department. She saw that nympho woman's face completely changed, from red to white to green, as if she was singing a Sichuan opera.

With a sneer in my heart, she, Lan Mo, has never been bullied, never...

When the people in the design department took a breath of air and realized it, they laughed out loud, the voice was so loud that Lan Mo frowned, a group of people who were full and had nothing to do, she doubted what kind of clothes they could design?
"Hey, who do you think is old? You don't even look at yourself... Chenchen..."

The lipstick woman's voice changed from anger to surprise to shyness, and again, it was like singing an opera to practice her voice.

The entire design department looked like a cauldron that had exploded, and looked out the door one after another. The boiling was replaced by a second of silence.

(End of this chapter)