Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng turned around and called Song's mother.

"Mom, you managed the studio before, I want to ask you, why is Zhao Cheng not doing customization in our studio all of a sudden?"

Unexpectedly, before Song Mengsheng finished speaking, Mother Song interrupted sharply: "Has Zhao Cheng contacted the studio?"

"No. I want to understand the voice and reflection of customers."

Mother Song's complexion changed slightly, and there was a faint anger in her always gentle tone: "You can make custom designs for any customer, but he can't. Remember, you must stay away from him."

Hearing such words, Song Mengsheng became even more curious: "Mom, why did you say that?"

"That person has a problem with his character, and his words and deeds are more annoying." Song's mother slightly pursed her moist lips, holding the phone tightly with one hand.

But Song Mengsheng on the other end didn't know Song's mother's resentful expression at the moment, he just took Zhao Cheng as an unlovable person, and comforted him softly: "Okay, I know Mom, I will be careful."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mengsheng re-examined the list and decided to find a way to get Zhao Cheng down.

It doesn't matter if people hate it, as long as you can win the jewelry customization cooperation.

She felt that if she wanted to make a lot of money, she couldn't be too picky about her clients.

And someone like her who doesn't give up easily just likes difficult challenges!
Immediately, he personally called Zhao Cheng to ask about cooperation intentions.

When Zhao Cheng received the call, he was quite surprised: "Oh, you have changed people in your studio? I know Mr. Song. When I saw you on the news, I thought you were beautiful."

Song Mengsheng smiled modestly: "Then Mr. Zhao, would you like to give our studio a chance to make private custom jewelry again? I promise you won't be disappointed!"

"It just so happens that my wife is going to celebrate her birthday, so I can order one for her, but I'm out of town recently, and I won't be back until two days later, can you wait for my call first?" Zhao Cheng's tone was a little excited.

Song Mengsheng didn't pay too much attention to it, and agreed without hesitation: "Yes, then I'll wait for your call from Mr. Zhao."

As long as she wins Mr. Zhao and has a good performance, she can be upright in the company and lead everyone in the studio to strive for jewelry design!

It's just that she didn't notice that Mother Song's warning to her was actually not that simple.

……

During this day, Song Mengsheng was in the excitement of talking on the phone with the boss.

In the afternoon, the studio was not very busy. Thinking that Song Keke didn't have any new clothes to wear, he planned to go to the mall to buy some clothes when he got off work.

Sometimes I have to say that with some people, the road is narrow!

As soon as Song Mengsheng walked into a children's clothing store, he bumped into Xing Niannian from the opposite clothing store.

Xing Niannian just attended an opening ceremony, wearing a light pink floral tutu dress, like a little fairy who is too beautiful to put on.

And Song Mengsheng only wore a simple and clean denim outfit, and he looked plain.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you throw her into the vast crowd, even sending a group of people may not be able to find her!
Xing Niannian was very proud of this. With a beautiful pink messenger bag on his shoulder and silver high heels on his feet, he walked up to Song Mengsheng: "Buying children's clothes? Could it be for the child you picked up?"

Song Mengsheng's eyes turned cold, and he looked behind Xing Niannian.

Then, he sneered softly: "What is a picked-up child? That's my child. Oh, I think you came shopping by yourself? It's the highest state of loneliness. Otherwise, you're too old to be young, so hurry up and find a man." Get married!"

In this short paragraph, Xing Niannian was satirized one after another.

Xing Niannian's face turned ugly, but he laughed arrogantly: "I didn't come here by myself! As for getting married and having children, I think some people are very thick-skinned, so why don't you hurry up and give the opportunity to the right one?" People, so as not to be kicked out by the elders in the future, it will be even more embarrassing!"

Song Mengsheng turned around arrogantly, shaking the bag in her hand: "I think I need to remind you, Miss Xing Niannian, although you are the blind date introduced by my mother-in-law to my husband, as long as the two of us do not divorce, You will always be the junior."

She took two steps, turned around domineeringly, and raised her red lips high: "Oh, yes, I still want to tell you, if this was in ancient times, if I were a concubine, you would never want to be a queen! In the end, you don't even have the qualifications to be a concubine!"

As she said that, she carried her bag on her shoulders chicly, and walked into the children's clothing store arrogantly.

Xing Niannian looked at her back without confidence: "What? Song Mengsheng, try again?"

Song Mengsheng laughed twice.

She walked up to the waiter with a smile on her face, and said loudly on purpose: "Help me choose some clothes for a girl about five years old. You must choose beautiful ones! This little girl, in name, is from the Lu family. The adopted daughter of the group president Lu Baishen!"

The waiter had read the news on the gossip forum a long time ago, and took Song Mengsheng to the high-end customization area with great enthusiasm: "Miss Song, here are all children's clothing designed by big-name fashion designers, and each piece of clothing is only a thousand pieces in the world. Have a face."

"Then wrap it up for me." Song Mengsheng nodded without looking at it, and walked towards another row of shelves.

"These clothes are also good! I wonder when you and Young Master Lu will have your own baby?" the waiter joked.

Song Mengsheng deliberately glanced at the people at the door of the children's clothing store, covered her mouth with one hand, lowered her head and smiled shyly: "Then we have to see what our family Boshen means, but Grandpa is pressing hard."

"Then I look forward to hearing good news from you two, and our store will definitely send you a generous gift." The waiter picked out two more cartoon dresses and held them in front of Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Wrap it up, buy a bigger size if you're not sure, the child is growing now."

Xing Niannian, who was outside the door, was so angry that he left, and it wasn't wrong if he didn't leave.

He glanced down at the phone, then looked in a certain direction, his embarrassed expression was instantly filled with a smile: "Young Master Lu, you finally came out!"

"Just now, Mr. Wang and I discussed this cooperation again, and added a few amendments. Xiao Sheng will email you." Lu Baishen walked over from the children's clothing store with elegant and cold steps.

Finally, I followed rows of staff, full of domineering aura.

Song Mengsheng looked at the cartoon dress froze, but still kept smiling: "Come on, swipe the card to settle the payment."

Xing Niannian raised his eyebrows proudly at Song Mengsheng, and trotted to behind Lu Baishen.

Song Mengsheng frowned slightly, inexplicably wanting to fight her.

Taking advantage of the waiter's calculation skills, he quickly walked to the door of the store: "My husband, what a coincidence, you are here too!"

Lu Bai turned around quietly.

She ran to Lu Boshen's side, as if showing off, and held Lu Boshen's arm openly: "I just heard you said that you came here to discuss work?"

"En." Lu Baishen's stern and handsome face was indifferent.

Song Mengsheng blinked playfully, and the smile on his face continued to deepen: "It turned out that I was talking about work with Miss Xing Niannian. As a wife, I think you have worked hard, husband! Otherwise, you should leave work earlier today, and we will work together Buy clothes for Coco?"

Lu Bai's deep and thin lips moved, and he wanted to withdraw his arm with a cold expression.

Song Mengsheng guessed the man's meaning in an instant, quickly stood on tiptoe, put his hands on Lu Baishen's neck pretending to be intimate, and pressed his red lips to his ears: "Honey, let's save face with so many people! How about tonight The headlines of the newspaper may be written by reporters, the wife and the mistress are confronting head-to-head in the mall, you don't want to get involved in such a boring scandal, do you?"

"What mistress?" Lu Boshen frowned slightly unnaturally.

On the contrary, Song Mengsheng hugged harder, and her petite and tangible body slightly approached the strong and generous chest: "As long as the reporters investigate carefully one by one, they will find out the relationship between Xing Niannian and your mother. Will you? Stay with me Go buy some clothes for Coco!"

The warm breath is constantly rushing towards the face, with a faint scent of flowers...

This is the first time such intimacy, suddenly...

Lu Baishen's tall and straight figure froze slightly, and he felt his throat tighten suddenly. When he spoke, his cello-like voice was a little hoarse: "Okay."

Song Mengsheng immediately cheered happily, and couldn't help shaking Lu Boshen's arm: "Long live my husband! You are the best, husband! How can you be so good? I am so excited to see you!"

Lu Bai's deep eyes flickered slightly, he glanced at the slender hand holding his arm, and looked at Xiao Sheng next to him unnaturally: "I won't work overtime today, you can go back and arrange the rest."

Xiao Sheng didn't expect Song Mengsheng to keep Lu Boshen in a few words, he looked at Song Mengsheng with some hesitation: "This..."

Song Mengsheng raised her chin arrogantly, with the look of "just fight".

Xiao Sheng had no choice but to stare secretly, then turned around and left with the other customers.

"Country bun." Xing Niannian's face changed from provocative to deflated, and from complacent to gloomy. He also cursed angrily, turned and left.

Song Mengsheng happily took Lu Baishen's arm, and thought loudly: "Husband, Ke Ke is a timid child who lacks fatherly love. If she knows that you have chosen clothes for her, she may be moved to tears. !"

Lu Bai glanced sideways at the little woman beside him, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his thin lips.

Thinking that he couldn't see it, she was playing tricks, was she competing with Xing Niannian?

But now it looks pretty cute.

Most importantly, he really doesn't want to have too much contact with Xing Niannian.

If it wasn't for the sake of the stepmother, she wouldn't have cooperated with the Xing family for such a short period of time.

Song Mengsheng took Lu Baishen back to the children's clothing store just now, and threw out the bank card again: "Come on, pay with the card."

As soon as the hand holding the bank card was stretched out, it was stopped by a pair of slender and fair hands.

"Hold on."