A Marriage in Mistake: Sir, Please Control Yourself

Long Sihao narrowed his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, and the thin lips of her cherry blossoms were tight, and she did not answer.

There was no response from Long Sihao over the phone, and a negative voice came, "Si Hao, if you don't come back to accompany me tonight, I won't take medicine."

Hearing the words, Long Sihao's deep, deep eyes were slightly deep, and his voice was low but he could not hear any tone. "Sophie, don't allow nonsense."

"Well, I'm not fooling around, you come back to accompany me, I'll wait for you." The woman on the phone finished, and then hung up.

Long Sihao stared at the phone, thin Mei's lips tightened, and Junmei's face still could not see any emotion.

Department of Design

Li Xiaoman returned to the design department and was called to the minister's office.

After entering, she discovered that Yang Limei, who had been slapped by her in the morning, was also there.

Yang Limei saw her with a cold face, and looked at her very unhappy.

Li Xiaoman just glanced at her lightly, and then looked at Yang Zhengfeng, the design minister sitting at the desk, and asked in a clear voice, "Minister Yang, what are you doing with me?"

Yang Zhengfeng, who was sitting on the office chair, stood up and looked at her with a big smile, "Miss Li, there is a customer profile here, you can see it.

When the words were down, Yang Zhengfeng handed over the customer information in his hands to Li Xiaoman, who looked respectful as if Li Xiaoman was a queen empress who stood tall, and he was a thankless eunuch.

On the side, Yang Limei saw that her relatives and uncles not only respected Miss Li Xiaoman, but also respectful to her, she was both puzzled but more jealous and hated Li Xiaoman.

With a sharp mouth, she squeezed her fists, and a flicker of flash in her eyes flashed a sneer in the corner of her lips.

Li Xiaoman somewhat puzzled to take over that customer information, carefully read it, and then looked at Yang Zhengfeng and asked: "Minister, do you mean..."

Yang Zhengfeng smiled and looked at Li Xiaoman, said: "Miss Li, Li Changyuan is our company's largest customer, and has long-term cooperation with our company. The three jewelry stores under President Li all have our company's counters. Mrs. Li's next month On birthday, Mr. Li wanted to customize a set of jewelry, and specially appointed the designer of our design department to design for his wife, but Mr. Li’s requirements were too high, and he was always dissatisfied with the design samples of our designers. I have seen the jewelry designed by Miss Li , Very unique, very creative, stylish, atmospheric..."

Yang Limei saw Yang Zhengfeng keep boasting Li Xiaoman, she coughed impatiently, "Cough... Minister... Have you boasted enough?"

Hearing a cough, Yang Zhengfeng glared at Yang Limei and smiled at Li Xiaoman. "Miss Li, Li Mei is also an excellent designer in our design department. The task of designing jewelry for President Li is your responsibility. , I believe that your cooperation will definitely be able to design jewelry that Mr. Li is satisfied with."

It is said that Li Xiaoman frowned, Yang Limei had a lot of opinions on her since she entered te, Yang Zhengfeng even asked her to cooperate with her, and it was no wonder that there was no problem.

At this time, Yang Limei's voice sounded, "The Minister is assured that we will definitely complete the task."

When the words fell, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Li Xiaoman, with a strange smile, "Is it? Li~little~ sister..."

She deliberately bit the accent of "Miss Li".

Li Xiaoman pursed his lips lightly, and the clear and bright water eyes turned towards Yang Zhengfeng. "The Minister is assured that I will do my best to design jewelry that President Li is satisfied with."

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