Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Qiao Zhinuan entered Tianhe in the summer when she was 19 years old.

At that time, she was going to apply for the front desk job, and she didn't have high requirements for academic qualifications. She still went to school to lick her face to ask for her high school diploma.

Furthermore, because the person is good-looking, he stayed in the direct interview and started to work officially.

Since she was a child, she has a talent for painting and design that is almost self-taught, just like what Qi Fengxing said.

The work at the front desk is tedious and there is a lot of free time.

So, she specially prepared a notebook, and likes to draw on white paper.

Draw some jewelry designs, draw wedding dresses, draw dresses, and then transition to drawing decoration designs, drawing architectural designs that look beautiful.

Until, she had her period suddenly, so she put the notebook aside and went to the bathroom.

When I came back, I saw a person standing at the front desk.

She recognized the woman standing beside her as Lan Yi, the female secretary of the design department inside.

She said hello and sat down, "Sister Lan, what's the matter?"

The expression on Lan Yi's face became a little strange.

Qiao Zhinuan blinked her eyes.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a wrist wearing an expensive men's watch...

Only later did she realize that the person sitting next to her was not her other receptionist, but...

Qiao Zhinuan jumped up from the stool, took a step back, and almost knocked over the folder on the table.

The man was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, sitting on a stool, holding a book with his slender fingers, flipping through it.

"Did you see how scary I am?"

Qiao Zhinuan recognized that this person was Fu Liangshen from the design department!

And what this man is holding in his hand is the sketchbook she usually writes and draws in!
She hurriedly reached out to get it, but he avoided it.

I just happened to see a home improvement design drawing.

Here is the renovation of the loft she designed.

Fu Liangshen's eyes fell on the paper, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Did you draw these?"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't want to admit it, but now she had to admit it.

She nodded.

"Is it all drawn during working hours?"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't speak this time.

Say it's not working hours, take this book and put it in a conspicuous place, and, her front desk seat is just under the monitor above her head, every move, as long as you look at it, you will understand everything up.

Fu Liangshen turned two more pages, which seemed like years to Qiao Zhinuan.

Lan Yi answered the phone.

"Minister, the meeting upstairs..."

Fu Liangshen then closed the notebook in his hand and stood up.

Qiao Zhinuan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, he raised it again.

Fu Liangshen actually put his notebook behind a pile of materials, passed by Qiao Zhinuan, and said, "Come to my office when you get off work."

Another girl at the front desk looked at Qiao Zhinuan sympathetically.

"You're going to be miserable."

How could Qiao Zhinuan not know.

Although Fu Liangshen is said to be the head of the design department of Tianhe, he is actually the second in command.

In other words, he is one of the partners who founded Tianhe, which has his shares.

Qiao Zhinuan knew that she had been caught and revealed herself, so she was probably going to have her fired.

She was full of gloom. After all, it was her first stable job at this time, and Tianhe's salary was relatively high, plus her part-time job at a milk tea shop after work, she could barely live by herself, and then sent some to Luo Min. living expenses.

By the time she got off work, she had packed up the few things she put in the drawer at the front desk.

Came upstairs, Fu Liangshen's office.

She knocked on the door, took a deep breath, and stepped in.

Fu Liangshen handed her a cup of fragrant green tea, "Drink some tea first."

Qiao Zhinuan didn't answer.

"The teahouse outside this cup of tea costs 200 yuan a cup."

Qiao Zhinuan accepted it.

To be able to take a sip of such expensive tea before leaving is not in vain.

"I've seen all the designs in these notebooks," Fu Liangshen flipped through her sketchbook, with a slight smile on his face, "Are you interested in coming to me as an assistant?"

"puff!"

Qiao Zhinuan took a sip of the tea and spit it out.

Just like sprinkling water, it sprayed Fu Liangshen all over his face.

He closed his eyes, and his first reaction was to block the design on Qiao Zhinuan's sketchbook with his elbow.

"Yes, sorry."

Fu Liangshen took out a tissue and wiped the water off his face, "Are you so surprised?"

"I... I graduated from high school, and I haven't formally studied professional knowledge."

"You can already surpass most of the students majoring in design," Fu Liangshen looked up at her, "Have you ever heard that God rewards you with food? You are."

She will always remember this day.

Fu Liangshen is her bole.

She dug out what was buried in the dark dust, like a pearl, and placed it on the bright side.

Qiao Zhinuan came back to her senses. At that time, the face of the man who was still sprayed with tea appeared in front of her again, and it overlapped with the face of the man standing on the stage at this time.

Strictly fit.

"This lady?"

The host next to her repeatedly called Qiao Zhinuan's name, and the woman who came out of the bathroom behind her patted her on the shoulder lightly, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

"Let's go, take a seat."

"Oh."

The woman whose dress front was wet had a light beige silk handkerchief on her neckline, and it was tied into a bowknot, which well covered the traces just now.

She smiled gratefully at Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan sat in the seat that Xu Xiaoxiao helped her occupy.

The host introduced: "This is Fu Heng who came all the way from country M, Master Fu."

There was thunderous applause all around.

But Qiao Zhinuan didn't move.

She stared at the man standing on the stage, refusing to let go of even the slightest bit of emotion on his face.

However, when he saw her, he didn't show any familiar expression.

She remembered the words she had asked the abbot in the temple.

Will the dead be resurrected?

Is it really a ghost lingering in the world, and then attaching itself to a living person?

Fu Liangshen is dead, and now is Fu Heng?

If so, he looked at himself with eyes that were completely unfamiliar.

But if not, is there such a coincidence in the world?
She has exactly the same face, uses the same surname, and even the temperament that such a person gives her from the body is exactly the same.

She remembered that day, at the gathering on the hillside of the temple, the man with the ghost mask on his face.

"Sister Qiao!"

Xu Xiaoxiao next to her elbowed her arm twice.

"Ok?"

"Self introduction."

Xu Xiaoxiao said with her mouth.

Qiao Zhinuan let out an ooh and stood up, "Hi everyone, my name is Qiao Zhinuan, and I'm from the Design Department of the Mo Group..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions on the faces of the people around were all different.

"Moshi!"

"Rich! Big consortium!"

"The president is Mo Siting, right? He's so handsome!"

Qiao Zhinuan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly said, "I worked for Tianhe Design Company under the Mo Group last year and worked for three years..."

She briefly said a few words about Tianhe's situation, and focused on the expression of the man standing on the stage.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Not even his eyes had changed.

After the introduction, Qiao Zhinuan found out that the woman who scolded the peacock with her just now was named Ning Fangxue, and the one who was mistakenly poured wine was named Ai Xiaoai.

Fu Heng crossed his hands on the table, and said in a calm tone, "The rematch is officially scheduled for one month later, but there will be a probationary period in this one month."

As soon as this sentence fell, the people below had already started chattering.

"The inspection period, this is to increase the difficulty."

"Yeah, a month's time!"

"It's so long!"

Fu Heng stopped talking, and just quietly looked at the direction of speaking.

He waited until the few people who were watching had nowhere to hide, and then he continued, "This month's time, the inspection is not only about your professional knowledge and ability, but also various comprehensive inspections. Starting next weekend, one month's time, every month Weekends, a total of eight days."

"What kind of investigation is that used?"

A woman asked.

Fu Heng looked over, "Fang..."

He paused, and the woman immediately said, "My name is Fang Ziyue."

"Fang Ziyue." Fu Heng repeated.

Fang Ziyue was overjoyed.

After all, there are 21 people present here, whoever can tell the examiner to know himself the fastest and most accurately is half the battle.

Fu Heng said, "Fang Ziyue, deduct two points."

"..."

Fu Heng said coldly: "Has anyone taught you not to interrupt others at will, otherwise you will be very uneducated."

There was a sudden silence below.

A man raised his hand.

Fu Heng swept over, "What's the matter?"

"Deducting points...what do you mean?"

"Song Zihao, one point will be deducted." Fu Heng's expression was a little pale, "I will give you time to ask questions, provided that I have finished all the words."

This time no one dared to speak again.

Fu Hengcai went on to say: "The points system, starting from today, each of you will get a full score of [-], and you will leave after the points are deducted, so you don't have to participate in the semi-finals."

He explained a bit and it was question time.

Only then did Qiao Zhinuan fully understand this set of rules.

points system.

[-] out of [-], leave after deduction, no extra points.

Therefore, as long as it is guaranteed that no points will be deducted, it is the best result.

As soon as such a rule came out, Fang Ziyue and Song Zihao, who had points deducted just now, looked very bad.

Qiao Zhinuan saw that Fang Ziyue wanted to speak, but was stopped by his companion.

It is indeed not a good time to ask questions at this time.

"Next, let's start eating casually. Today is Wednesday. We will inform you of the time and place to meet in the afternoon of Friday."

After the host finished speaking, he turned and left.

Qiao Zhinuan stood up and ran towards the man walking towards the escalator.

"Fu... Young Master Fu, please wait a moment!"

All eyes fell on Qiao Zhinuan in an instant.

"This woman is dead!"

"The points will be deducted!"

After the speech just now, they already knew that Fu Shao, the inspector who seemed to have a gentle face, was actually not as easy to get along with as he appeared on the outside.

Now Qiao Zhinuan dared to chase after him like this.

Fu Heng stopped in his tracks, "Do you have something to do?"

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, "I have something to say to you alone, please give me a minute."

Everyone held their breath.

What's more, she gloated and waited for Qiao Zhinuan's ten points to be deducted!