The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"The professor personally endorsed her, isn't it true?!"

"Needless to say, even Professor Fu nodded, you know he never speaks nicely for others!"

The two professors seemed to be just chatting, but a few words changed the attitude of the students below.

Several people gathered together to discuss heatedly.

"And Professor Xiao! Professor Xiao has always been so serious, but judging from the situation just now, she is the one who is familiar with the person in charge of Fanlin."

"So Fanlin's is guaranteed, right?"

"Anyway... I want to give it a try! Just for their cutting-edge design last year..."

The person who spoke last moved very quickly, almost rushing directly.

He took a form from Bai Xiran, "Do you want to recruit designers who like fashion or retro style?"

Bai Xiran smiled softly, "Of course, Fanlin has a sub-brand called Chuji, maybe you would like to participate in its design."

"The first season?!" The classmate couldn't help exclaiming, "The first season never recruits interns. We can't even submit our resumes. Could it be that I have the opportunity to participate in it..."

"We will find the most suitable position for each person."

"I'll fill in the form right away!" The classmate didn't hesitate any longer, and wrote down his name on the paper.

One and soon there will be two.

The number of forms in Bai Xiran's hand decreased rapidly, and in less than half an hour, more than 30 forms had been taken away.

And on the table next to it, there is a small stack of papers neatly stacked, most of which are filled with various materials with a signature pen.

Until the recruitment ended, there was an endless stream of people in front of booth No. [-].

No matter how many opinions those people have, they can only give up at this time.

And Pang Wenzhuo was dragged away by his assistant early.

"Young master, can you see who she is now? We really can't afford to offend..."

Pang Wenzhuo's angry cheeks trembled, and the fat that had grown over the past few years trembled.

He stared in the direction of booth No. [-] from a distance, even though his eyes were about to burst into flames, his feet on the floor remained motionless.

He dare not move!

After finally being transferred back from abroad, Pang Wenzhuo is self-aware. This is an opportunity to perform well, and it must not be ruined by such trivial matters!

So he could only suppress his anger, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and find someone to promote it! If you can't recruit anyone, get out of here!"

……

Until this school recruitment ends.

Bai Xiran put away the stack of documents in his hand, and was about to leave when the phone rang.

Inside was a man's deep and familiar voice, "Madam, how was the result?"

She looked at the things in her hand, and said sweetly, "Thanks to the face of the honorary principal, it is quite rich."

Mo Junzhe gave a low laugh, and said "Ma'am" in a deep voice, his voice was provocative and magnetic, "It seems that my trip was wasted, huh?"

Huh?
Bai Xiran quickly realized, and turned to look outside the school gate.

From a distance, he could only see a long and slender figure walking slowly, but the students coming and going around did not affect him in any way.

The man seems to be walking on the wide road alone, coming freely.

Uncle Mo is here in person!

To support her?

Bai Xiran was a little joyful, and quickly approached there.

Until standing in front of the man.

Mo Junzhe lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the woman who was almost in his arms.

Her small face was flushed with a faint scarlet color, her hair was a little messy due to the rush just now, and the wind blown her forehead, her lips were parted, and her voice was soft and pleasing.

"How did you come?"