"We know." Everyone was talking about the wedding dress design competition.

"When you hand in the design, just hand it to my office." After the explanation, ye Aiwen went to work on her own.

As soon as she left, everyone was discussing the study abroad for a while, and then everyone fell into the busy creation. It's a rare opportunity to study in Milan and the company's sponsorship for going abroad. Almost every designer in the company wants to go.

"I wonder if I can take part?" Sitting next to the computer, Jian Wanqing also wants to go, but now she is just a designer assistant and has not been promoted to a designer. I don't know if the company will give her a chance.

After thinking for a while, Jian Wanqing decides to ask Ye Aiwen after class.

As a result, all day long, Jian Wanqing fell into a busy state and went to ask Ye Aiwen after work in the afternoon.

"Sister Aiwen, can the assistant designer take part in this wedding dress design competition?" After work, everyone and ye Aiwen get off work together, and Jian Wanqing is among them. When she walks to the company's downstairs door, she can't help asking Ye Aiwen.

"Yes, the company gives everyone equal opportunities. As long as they have the ability, they can participate in the competition." Ye Aiwen should be simple and clear.

“……” Ye Aiwen's answer was so wonderful that she was very happy.

"Isn't that a lot of people?" Colleagues around should say.

"Yes." Ye Aiwen nodded. It's a good chance to learn. Who doesn't want to go?

As long as there are self-motivated designers, most of them will not give up this competition opportunity.

"The competition is so fierce..."

"Everyone wants to participate. It seems that the chance to win is slim. We have to work harder..."

“……”

As usual, Jane Wanqing chatted with everyone after work.

But this time, when passing the building downstairs, suddenly, a flowerpot fell from the window of the seventh floor.

The flowerpot is very big, and the strangest thing is that it's in an impartial position and smashes down on the top of Jian Wanqing's head downstairs

Looking at the whereabouts of such a large flowerpot, the colleagues around screamed, "Wanqing, be careful of the flowerpot on your head!"

However, all of a sudden, when ye Aiwen and everyone yelled together, Jian Wanqing could not react.

I just can't wait to see the flowerpots crashing on me

"Jian Wanqing, get down!" Gong Jinfeng, who came to pick up Jian Wanqing and return to the villa, just saw the flowerpot falling on the high-rise building when he got off the car. Looking at the flowerpot smashing away, Gong Jinfeng raised her voice and waved her hand to make Jian Wanqing lie down.

It's just that things happen so fast that Jane Wanqing has been deceived

"Damn it Seeing that the flowerpot was about to hit Jian Wanqing, Gong Jinfeng ran to her at the same speed as the wind and threw her to the ground.

However, Miyagi Feng's speed is still slower, and the big bang of the flowerpot hits his back in the blink of an eye

"Damn it Back came a sharp pain, Miyagi Feng straight frown.

"Gong Shao?" Hearing the familiar curse, Jian Wanqing pulled back a trace of thoughts, tightly grasped the clothes on Gong Jinfeng's arm, "Gong Shao, are you ok?"

Just now, she not only heard the sound of the broken flower pot, but also heard the sound of Gong Jinfeng's pain.

"It's OK. The flowerpot just touched my back. It's OK." Miyagi Feng pick eyebrows, will help up Jian Wanqing.

However, the moment I got up, a faint pain came from my back.

Maybe I was hit in the back by a flowerpot just now.

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