Miss Savage and Arrogant President

In fact, Mo Wuyou is not having trouble with Qiu Yurou, but she was already upset because she was worried about Shen Sheng today. Unexpectedly, she was even more annoyed when she saw Qiu Yurou's arrogant way of instructing the servant to do things!

Now looking at the way she flattered herself, she threw away her chopsticks and stood up: "I want to eat by yourself. I'm full!"

After saying this, Mo Wuyou went back to the room, took some things, carried the packaged food, and went out. He didn't look at Qiu Yurou in the middle.

Qiu Yurou knows that Mo Wuyou is really angry this time.

She was a little distracted and didn't want to eat. She returned to her room and called Lin Jianzhang to ask him what to do.

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Mo Wuyou came to the newly rented shop and saw that the designer was waiting at the door. She didn't like people to wait. She hurried off and walked towards him.

"Sorry, I'm late." she looked at the designer in front of her. She had fair skin, correct facial features and looked very delicate. She wore a pair of basket glasses in her eyes.

The designer is also observing Mo Wuyou. The white knitted sweater, blue jeans and a pair of clean canvas shoes look clean and concise without losing generosity. However, as Shen Sheng's girlfriend, is this dress too simple? Although it's beautiful.

Moreover, from Mo Wuyou's appearance, he didn't see any shelf from her at all!

This is very different from Mo Wuyou in his guess!

Of course, these thoughts were just formed in his mind. When he heard Mo Wuyou's words of apology, he quickly replied, "it doesn't matter. I've just arrived."

"Let's go and have a look first," Mo Wuyou said, turning out the key in his bag and opening the door of the shop.

The designer followed her and took out the prepared measuring instrument.

After entering, the designer instantly turned into a professional, took the instrument in his hand and began to measure the store. After measuring, he recorded it in his notebook.

Mo Wuyou watched his movements for a while. At first, he didn't bother, but he thought that the food in the incubator would be bad after a long time. He had to go over to him and say, "excuse me, I have something to talk to you about."

Because you don't know the designer's name, Mo Wuyou can only call nothing.

The designer stopped his action and looked at Mo Wuyou: "you say."

"Well, I decorated this shop for my friend. She will open a gallery in the future. She also has some ideas about the decoration of the shop, so she entrusted me to tell you in advance."

The most annoying thing for general designers is the customers with many requirements, but God pays for it. They can't refuse to comply, so they can only do it.

As a famous designer in Puhai City, the designer in front of him naturally has a worse temper than ordinary designers. He has his own unique opinions on decoration design. Usually, if any customer puts forward such requirements, he will reply coldly: if you don't like my design, please find someone else!

When Mo Wuyou said this, his face immediately changed a little.

But who dares to offend Shen Sheng's woman? Unless you don't want to hang out in Puhai city!

He asked impatiently, "what do your friends think?"

Mo Wuyou came to see him. He was gentle and had a good impression of him. Unexpectedly, he just asked for something, and his face changed immediately. In this case, she doesn't have to be polite!

She took out a piece of paper from her bag, which recorded her and Fang Ziwen's requirements for store decoration. She handed the paper to the designer. Mo Wuyou said, "my friend is an artist, and his requirements for decoration are naturally higher than ordinary people. I think you, as the top decoration designer in Puhai City, this requirement should be small for you?"

The designer just saw Mo Wuyou's pollution-free face. Unexpectedly, she turned into such a smart face. He had a headache when he looked at the dense words on the paper!

"All your friends mean on this paper?" he asked Mo Wuyou.

Mo Wuyou smiled: "not much, not much. I think you can do it?"

What can designers say? Mo Wuyou just said that he is the top designer in Puhai city. This requirement is of little significance to him. If he can't do it now, won't he be unworthy of his name?

"Do your friends have any other requirements besides those on paper? It's best to say them before I design the drawings, otherwise it will delay everyone's time." although the designer doesn't want to offend Mo wuworry, as the top designer in Puhai City, how can he have no temper.

Mo Wuyou also knows that the more talented people are, the more peculiar their temper is, like tuofeiyue, Qi Lihui and so on.

However, she just doesn't like this inexplicable anger. Why? Is it too much for her to ask for this when she pays for it?

When she designs clothes, doesn't she have to respect the meaning of customers?

A good designer is one who can design things that satisfy customers!

Mo Wuyou looked at the person in front of him: "my friend only told me these requirements at present. As for others, I'll tell you when I think of them. You can give me a business card. If you think of anything, I'll call you immediately."

The designer really wants to return her one word: shit!

There may be other requirements! He's really...

He held his eyes, took out a business card to Mo Wuyou, and stressed: "call before I design the drawings."

Mo Wuyou took the business card and looked at it. The name of the designer was written on the business card: Gui bin.

Guibin, Guibin... VIP.

Mo Wuyou read it in her heart. When she read it, she thought of the poodle and immediately wanted to laugh. However, she was kind and never liked to laugh at others. She put away her business card with the impulse to laugh.

"Designer Guibin, how long will it take you to design the drawings?" Mo Wuyou asked him.

Guibin stretched out three fingers to Mo Wuyou: "three days."

The time was reasonable. Mo Wuyou nodded: "that's right. We'll contact again in three days."

Then she took out a key and gave it to him: "this is the key of the shop. You can come at any time. I have something to do today, so I'll go first."

"HMM." Guibin took the key and watched Mo Wuyou leave, and then began to continue his measurement work.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Wuyou came to the hospital.

Because I got up early, although I was busy with some things, I didn't get to the hospital late.

Seeing her coming, Fang Ziwen smiled and shook his head: "you, I've said many times. You don't have to report to me every day. It's time to go to work and hurry to work. Don't delay your work."

Mo Wuyou put the daffodils he just bought in the vase, then went to Fang Ziwen and said with a smile, "don't think too well of me. I'm looking for a reason to take a vacation when you're sick. It's not all because of you."

Fang Ziwen glanced at her: "forget it, the devil believes what you say. You think I don't know. You're just looking for a job and take a long vacation only a few days. Be careful that the company doesn't want you, and you'll become a jobless wanderer."

Mo Wuyou put the food he brought to her in his hand and replied jokingly, "are you afraid that I will not find a job as a talented designer like me? It's impossible! There is no master here, there is a master's place."

Fang Ziwen was teased by Mo Wuyou's narcissistic words with a straight smile: "just blow it. If you lose your job, I'll see who you're looking for to cry."

Mo Wuyou looked up at this time and said naughtily, "who do you think I'm looking for to cry? Of course I'm looking for you to cry. If I lose my job, I'll go to your gallery to sell paintings. Then you have to take me in."

"OK, I'll accept it if you come." Fang Ziwen wanted to laugh at Mo Wuyou.

They ate while chatting. When Fang Ziwen finished eating, Mo Wuyou cleaned up the table, and then took out a business card to her: "look, this is the designer for us to decorate the shop."

Fang Ziwen took the business card. When he saw the name on the business card, he stopped for a few seconds and burst out with a smile: "VIP, ha ha, this name is interesting."

"You read it in turn." Mo Wuyou smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Fang Ziwen read out as she said: "bingui, bingui..."

"Like a freezer?" Mo Wuyou asked with a smile.

Fang Ziwen pondered and nodded heavily, "like, really like." then he smiled again.

After laughing, she asked her, "did you tell the freezer what I thought?"

Mo Wuyou laughed, smiled and nodded: "say... Say, he also said, if you have any other requirements to say in advance, you'd better put them forward before he issues the drawings three days later."

"I thought about it this morning, and I really thought of some more points. Why don't you contact him now and tell him." Fang Ziwen has very high requirements for her gallery. She doesn't want to design things. She doesn't like it.

"OK, I'll call him now." Mo Wuyou took out his mobile phone and just wanted to call Guibin. Suddenly, he thought of his attitude towards himself and stopped his action.

She said to Ziwen, "I'd better wait for the evening. I'll call him in the evening. Anyway, he hasn't started designing yet. It's not too late to call at night."

Fang Ziwen looked at Mo Wuyou's eyes and asked with a smile, "are you making a ghost idea?"

"No." Mo Wuyou smiled and didn't admit it.

After a while, there were two more people in the ward, Jiang Pei and Shen Hao.

Not long after they arrived, Shen Sheng's phone followed.

Mo Wuyou was excited at the sight, but due to the presence of Jiang Pei, Fang Ziwen and Shen Hao, she didn't dare to be too obvious. She said hello to them and hurried out to answer the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, she finally heard the long-awaited voice.

"Baby, I'm sorry to call you so late."

Mo Wuyou was so excited that he almost cried and complained, "what have you been doing for so long? Didn't you say to call me as soon as you arrived? Do you know how worried I am?"

Three questions in a row, and her anxious tone, Shen Sheng could easily hear her anxiety. He was full of shame: "I'm sorry, I lost my cell phone when I got off the plane, otherwise I would have called you earlier. Don't worry, I have nothing."

"What about Li Ming? He lost his cell phone too?" Mo Wuyou asked again.