Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Meng Chu was speechless.

In this company before, I didn't find that Hu Mingzhi was so active, but now he has learned the way of a businessman.

"Is it his intention to change their names?"

"Yes. I don't know you're back yet, or I've already come."

Speaking of this, Gao Feng said again: "By the way, the office is still yours before, and it has been kept. This time, he specially asked someone to take care of it."

"At the end of the day, I'm under the influence of Mu Yanzheng, so I've overwhelmed my aura as a designer."

Although it is a joke, but the fact has become a fact.

Who made her poor, and had such a rich husband.

The two stayed for about an hour when the office door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw Hu Mingzhi standing outside the door with a flattering face.

"Boss Meng, you're back."

"hold head high."

In an instant, Meng Chu raised his airs.

Why not use the resources given by my husband?
Use it!
"Why don't you go to my place for tea, I have new tea just bought from abroad."

"I don't like drinking tea very much, please save it and drink it slowly, boss."

Meng Chu smiled harmlessly.

Hu Mingzhi's expression changed, and he nodded uncomfortably.

But in the next second, his eyes turned to Gao Feng, and he said seriously: "Director Gao, please tell Mr. Meng about the costumes for the Bazaar Star Club in a month's time."

"I'm talking."

Gao Feng responded in a serious manner.

When the door was closed, Meng Chu put away the shelf he was holding and shook his head.

"I heard that the name of this company will be changed."

"His company, he calls the shots."

"It's just a shell company. If Mr. Mu hadn't injected capital in time, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to survive."

"Let him go, I'm actually a designer, and I don't know much about other things."

Seeing that Meng Chu didn't want to talk about the company anymore, Gao Feng had no choice but to change the subject: "This time Bazaar invited more than 200 artists in the circle, involving idol stars, actors and models."

"Can't all be women?"

"There are men and women. Originally, the competition was fierce, but who would have thought that he would win immediately as soon as he came out."

Gao Feng said in a low voice.

Obviously not getting it every year, this year it's just using a name.

"It seems that the word Mu Yanzheng is like a passport in Rongcheng. No matter what industry you are in, it is easy to use."

Meng Chu smirked, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Gao Feng smiled and said, "The list will arrive in just two days."

"Four designers, about a month's time."

Meng Chu did some simple calculations, and suddenly felt a little bit of anticipation.

She has designed for stars, but they are all dresses for awards on stage.But this time it's Bazaar, which will involve these celebrity artists in front of the media to expose their love and contribution to society, so the clothing must not be conservative or too open, mainly to show the grandeur without losing luxury.

Staying here until the afternoon, Mengchu went back and passed the mall, and suddenly realized that he had rented a dress here before.

After several months, she wasn't sure if the store was still there, but she still groped for it based on her memory.

Fortunately, the store is still there, and it is still the owner of the store.

The dresses in the room are shining brightly under the light, which is very beautiful.

As she walked in, the boss also saw her.

"Lease?"

The other party glanced at her, then lowered his head to settle accounts.

Maybe it's been a long time, and he didn't recognize her.

Meng Chu only said to have a look, and his whole mind was still on these dresses.

Until she walked to the innermost part and asked, "Boss, do you remember me?"

The boss looked up, stared at her for a few seconds, and said, "It looks familiar."

Meng Chu smiled slightly: "I rented a dress from you with my husband before, and it's still the same one."

As she spoke, she pointed to a set of solid-color dresses hanging on the high shelf diagonally opposite.

The boss smiled shyly, "Many people rent this dress."

Every day in and out of the shopping mall, there are many people who come here, except for the fact that he looks familiar, he doesn't really remember it very carefully.

Meng Chu saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he stopped asking.

Instead, he changed the subject, "I'm a designer, and I recently had a Bazaar celebrity meeting, so I wanted to come to you for inspiration."

"Sure, you can do whatever you want."

The boss is kind and generous.

Meng Chu has a photographic memory, but it is really difficult to remember these dresses and change them into original ones.

She read and thought in the store, and wrote and drew in the notebook she carried with her.

Before I knew it, it was already evening.

Because he was too focused, he ignored the vibrating mobile phone in his bag.

When she was almost finished and left the mall, it was getting dark outside.

Mu Yanzheng's phone was turned on again, and she was stopping a car on the side of the road.

Sitting in the taxi, Meng Chu connected the phone.

"I'm going home now."

"Ye called you, but it didn't work."

"Oh, let me see, maybe I was busy, so I didn't see it."

Meng Chu tilted his head and held the phone between his hands, while busy stuffing the drawing book into his bag.

After tidying up here, I hung up the phone with Mu Yanzheng, and immediately checked the phone, and sure enough, I saw several caller IDs of Ye ラ.

"Master, you sent me to Bauhinia Garden."

Ye and Mu Yanli's new house was there, so she went directly there.

The car turned a few streets, and finally stopped at a group of newly built small villas.

Meng Chu paid and got out of the car, found Ye's number and dialed it, but it rang for a long time, but an older woman finally answered the phone.

"My wife went out and forgot my mobile phone at home."

"Are you...a servant?"

"Ah."

"Where's your husband, Mu Yanli?"

"Sir, he..."

The servant hesitated, Meng Chu frowned, and didn't bother to listen to her silence, so he hung up directly.

Standing on the side of the road, Meng Chu scanned the house, and finally called Mu Yanzheng.

"Ye is not at home, I ran away, you come to pick me up."

"I'll ask Chen An to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chu walked in the opposite direction.

Not long after, a silver-gray Maybach slowly stopped beside her.

Seeing Chen An, Meng Chu opened the back door and got in.

Without looking up, he asked, "What is he busy with?"

"Boss Mu is attending a dinner, and he asked me to pick you up."

"Participating?"

Chen An nodded from the rearview mirror.

But she was so repelled that she didn't want to participate in this kind of occasion, so she asked, "Can I not go? You just take me home."

"Madam, today's dinner is very important, and almost all of them brought their female companions. If Mr. Mu..."

"He's free."

Bringing a female companion to dinner doesn't know what to do.

Meng Chu said it casually, but Chen An was in a dilemma.

"Why don't you give Mr. Mu a call, after all about the female companion..."

"I am a bit tired."

"..."

Chen An didn't know how to answer the conversation for a moment, and the car stopped at the intersection ahead.

Looking at the people in the rear row from the rearview mirror, they were taking a nap with their eyes closed.

It seemed that he was really tired, but he couldn't say anything more.

The car restarted and entered an alley full of colorful lights. At the same time, Meng Chu opened his eyes.