Mafia King's Adorkable Bride

At nine o'clock in the evening, an xiaonuan was still playing games. The two children ran over and urged, "Mom, it's time for us to go to bed."

"It's time for you to go to bed." an xiaonuan said immediately.

"That's right, but you have to tell us a bedtime story," the two children said in unison.

An xiaonuan nodded and said after a while, "to tell you the truth, my story reserves are a little insufficient. I have finished all the stories of the meeting a few nights ago."

"Then you can make it up now. We don't choose." Yezi Rui said.

Ann xiaonuan shakes her head. She's not that material. She can't make it up.

"Let's talk about your past. We are also interested in this," said Yezi Rui.

An xiaonuan thought for a moment and said, "this is OK."

The two children hurried to bed. An xiaonuan walked over and asked, "what story do you want to know? I'll tell you."

"How did you know the boss of xuanmei group?" asked Ye Ziyu.

Hearing this question, an xiaonuan was angry and laughed. They were not allowed to mention Yeming Jue and his father. He came to the boss of xuanmei group. Literally, there was no problem.

"Did you two accept the benefits of Lord Yeming to be undercover?" an xiaonuan asked with a smile.

"Mom, your imagination is too rich. How can we be the undercover of Yeming Jue? You talk disorderly without evidence. My heart has been broken." yeziyu said wrongly on his face.

An xiaonuan stared at yeziyu. He really looked wronged, not like acting. When he looked at yezirui, he looked calm.

Is she thinking too much? No matter how smart she is, she is only a five-year-old child, and her acting skills are not good enough.

Therefore, although they don't say it, they still want the guy of Lord Yeming. Indeed, they are their own son. Even if sometimes the father and son are wrong, their feelings are still real.

"Mom, if you don't want to say this, you can say whatever you want. We all like to listen to it." Yezi Rui said with a smile.

An xiaonuan thought for a moment and said, "it doesn't matter. After all, he is your father. You think he is normal. I shouldn't ask you not to mention him. I thought for a moment. It doesn't matter, as long as we don't disclose our whereabouts to him."

Hearing this sentence, Yezi Rui finally put down his heart and asked Ziyu to ask. It was really right. Although there were some exposed dangers just now, it was good that there was no danger. After this time, his task would be much simpler.

"Mom, since you have agreed, please speak quickly. We can go to bed after listening." yeziyu hurried.

An xiaonuan sat down by the bed and began to tell about her acquaintance with Lord Yeming: "Lord Yeming and I first knew each other. In fact, it was a story of mutual help. When I came home from school at night, I saved the injured Mr. Ye. A few days later, he saved me unconscious on the road. In this way, we officially met."

"Although the story is cliche, I have to say that your fate is too clever." yeziyu sighed.

"So, you fell in love at first sight and fell in love with each other?" Yezi Rui asked.

"He should fall in love with me at almost the first sight, because he soon proposed to marry me. His character won't hurt himself. As for me, I didn't like him until later." an xiaonuan said frankly.

"Ha ha, Zi Rui, I won. You want to design a simple and fun game for me. I said that my father must have liked my mother first. You don't believe it. How about you be convinced this time." Ye Ziyu said proudly.

"OK, I'd like to admit defeat. I'll design it for you. Go to bed quickly." Yezi Rui said a little depressed.

Ann xiaonuan was speechless. The two guys were arguing to listen to the previous story. It was for gambling. It was really wonderful for the two guys to bet because of such a problem.

But this is not the first wonderful thing they did. It's nothing to be surprised.

The two children went to bed. An xiaonuan got up and went to the bathroom to wash. After ten o'clock, an xiaonuan also entered the sleep mode.

The next morning, an xiaonuan sent his two children to school first, and then went to work by himself.

She stepped into the design department and found that the atmosphere inside was a little dignified.

An xiaonuan went to his seat and sat down. Then he asked Qin Jing softly, "what's the situation?"

"All the people who participated in the internal competition have handed in their works, and the manager decided to determine the candidate for the chief designer today," Qin Jing replied.

So it is. No wonder there is something wrong with the atmosphere. Competition always makes people excited and nervous.

Before long, people from other departments came in one after another. They should be the judges of other departments invited by the manager.

At 9:30, manager Zhong's assistant informed all the people in the design department to go to the conference room.

When everyone arrived, manager Zhong said: "In our internal competition, a total of seven designers participated. I also invited seven department managers to participate in the selection. For the sake of fairness, I will put the works first, but do not publish the designers. Each judge has one vote for the favorite one, each vote is ten, and the remaining 30 points are in my hand. The person with the highest score wins. In case someone has the same number of shares, I'll ask the assistant president to choose. "

Manager Zhong then put the seven design drawings on the big screen of the conference room.

A moment later, there began to be talk below.

As laymen, the judges watched the excitement. Their ideas were very simple. They chose whichever was pleasing to the eye. Members of the design department discussed a lot, from creativity to overall beauty, and even to small detail handling. There were countless topics to talk about.

After about five minutes, manager Zhong said, "well, please write the names of your favorite works on your tickets."

Just a few people, the voting results came out soon.

The judges went back after the voting. They just asked manager Zhong for help. They were not interested in what happened later.

In the end, there were four votes for the love of the ferris wheel, two votes for the heart of an angel, one vote for the lucky star, and none of the others.

The difference in the voting results is obvious, but there is still 30 points in the hands of manager Zhong. If she votes for the first or second, there will be no suspense. If she votes for the third, there will be a judgment.

After reading all the works, an xiaonuan took it for granted that she got four high scores. Although she didn't think her works were great, she was also guided by master Yiling after all. Compared with other people's works, she was still a higher level.

Everyone's eyes focused on manager Zhong and waited anxiously for the final result.