Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Jin Ming coughed, "Sorry, Director, he said that if he wanted information, he had to listen to him."

Mu Wanwan's face was ugly and she nodded reluctantly.

"Forget it, hurry up and leave after seeing you."

"Yes."

Jin Ming led the way in front, Mu Wanwan followed behind Jin Ming all the way around, her high heels were also stained with a bit of mud.

Finally, he stopped in front of a dark and mottled rental house.

Along the way, Mu Wanwan stumbled and stumbled. She finally stopped to see a dimly lit rental room, and Mu Wanwan was dumbfounded.

The rental house in front of him was dark and dark, and the walls were stained with dirt of an unknown color, and even the original color of the walls could not be seen.

Mu Wanwan pouted and covered her nose, "What about others?"

Jin Ming took a step forward, "Director, it should be this place, he should be in it."

"Then call him out quickly."

Jin Ming hummed and knocked on the door of the rental house.

After a few knocks, the door creaked open, and a person stood inside.

Seeing Jin Ming, the man rubbed his hair randomly, and said in a sleepy voice, "You guys are here."

Jin Ming avoided his body and looked back at Mu Wanwan, "Director, that's him."

As Jin Ming's voice just fell, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, looking around at Mu Wanwan, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

Mu Wanwan was a little disgusted by the man's unbridled gaze, and she didn't hide her face at all, and reluctantly said, "Are you just flamboyant?"

Zhang Yang was wearing a crumpled T-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops. His face was oily, stubble was popping out, and his hair was messy like a chicken coop.

Since being dismissed by Lin still, Zhang Yang has run into walls everywhere, and he can't find a suitable job, so he has to live in this rental house.

For no reason, not because he was poor, he lived here all the time.

Although the environment here is not very good, Zhang Yang is a person who likes to be decent outside. When he used to work at Zhishang, most of his salary was used for dressing up, and a large part of his salary was used in the bar to invite those **** girls to fill the scene for him.

No, the job is gone, and Zhang Yang hasn't gone to the bar for a few days to have a good time, so his heart is naturally anxious.

Just as Zhang Yang was anxiously circling around the rental house, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered the few photos he secretly took on the day he left.

As for Mu Nansheng's opponent, Zhang Yang also knew that it was Mu Wanwan, so he put his idea on these design drawings.

As for how to get in touch, it was natural and simple, Zhang Yang asked a friend to contact Jin Ming.

So, now they have to meet privately as they said on the phone before, and pay with the money and the delivery.

Zhang Yang has no morals, anyway, money is more practical than photos for him.

Seeing this up-and-coming designer Mu Wanwan, who has only been seen on the Internet, Zhang Yang will always look at her clothes habitually.

Although Zhang Yang is not very rich, he still knows a lot about luxury goods.

After all, if there are not many fakes, how could Zhang Yang meet the young lady in the bar.

Although Mu Wanwan showed a disgusting expression to herself, Zhang Yang didn't mind, she turned her side diligently, kicked off the instant noodle bucket beside her feet, and smiled: "Director Mu, please come in."

Mu Wanwan hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, just go outside."

Zhang Yang stroked his hair and had the usual gentle smile on his face.

But, it's very oily now.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to clean up the house today."

Mu Wanwan's mouth twitched.

Does it look like it hasn't been cleaned up for a day?

Mu Wanwan didn't want to waste time here, so she said directly, "Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

Zhang Yang smiled, "Director Mu, isn't it appropriate to talk directly before we sit down and talk?"

Mu Wanwan was impatient and shook her hand, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."