Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

"You told me the same."

Meng Chu knew very well that besides the Mu family, she could also make decisions for Mu Yanzheng.

"Is it really possible?"

"If you don't believe me, you can call him and explain it specifically."

"Then I'll tell you directly."

Mu Tong felt a little shy and lowered his head.

Meng Chu didn't hesitate anymore, chose the fabric, and started to roughly cut it with scissors according to the drawn drawings.

"Sister-in-law, can I choose the fabric myself?"

"Of course you can. If you don't like it, you can buy it outside and bring it here."

"it is good."

Mu Tong has a docile temperament, she doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

Taking advantage of her presence, Meng Chu put the cut fabrics in one place, and said to her, "Mu Tong, do my sister-in-law a favor. According to this picture, stick the fabrics on the model one by one."

Mu Tong took the drawing, picked up a piece of fabric, and at the same time grabbed a few fixing pins.

But in the blink of an eye, the model was wearing a semi-finished dress.

Meng Chu looked and looked, walked over and made some adjustments.Then, he picked up the scissors at the waist and cut off two scissors.

Looking at the somewhat exaggerated dress, Mu Tong rarely showed a different expression.

It's just that she can't appreciate this, and of course she doesn't dare to say anything more.

"Generally speaking, don't your designers have to go through the requirements of customers when designing clothes?"

"Naturally. The customer is God, and we must follow their preferences."

Meng Chu didn't know why she suddenly asked this, but thought that she also wanted to make cheongsams, so he asked, "There are long and short cheongsams, are they both long or short?"

Mu Tong thought for a while and said, "One set is long and the other is short. I want to see the style."

"Wait a mininute."

Meng Chu adjusted the semi-finished product here, and took a picture book from the bookshelf.

"There are all kinds of cheongsams, mark the one you like."

Mu Tong said "OK" softly, and sat aside holding the picture book, flipping through it carefully.

Meng Chu didn't have any fabrics for high-end suits here, so she called Gao Feng and planned to split with Hai Rui.

When the call was made, Gao Feng didn't answer.

But the semi-finished dress is ready, so naturally the custom-made suit cannot be left behind.

But in her current state, it seems that she is not suitable for driving.

So, she thought over and over again, and discussed with Mu Tong: "You can stay here for so long, it seems that you are not very busy at work. Can you drive me to a place?"

"of course can."

When Mu Tong heard this, he put the book full of various patterns of cheongsam on the table and stood up.

The door of the studio is locked, and there is a sign outside, 'going out on business, business is closed. '

When the two arrived at Hai Rui, they found out that Gao Feng was in a meeting and did not bring his mobile phone.

But even Hu Mingzhi was very surprised by Meng Chu's sudden visit.

Busily asking the assistant to make tea for Meng Chu himself, he suddenly thought of something, and asked specifically, "Is it true that pregnant women can't drink tea?"

Meng Chu answered, "You can't drink the tea you usually drink."

"I make grapefruit tea."

The assistant was clever and quick to finish speaking and went to the waiter.

Just when Gao Feng came over, Meng Chu bid farewell to Hu Mingzhi and followed Gao Feng to his office.

Mu Tong followed the assistant to the waiter.

"I thought you opened a studio just to let it go, but I didn't expect you to be really fast."

Meng Chu was praised, so he shrugged embarrassingly: "There is no business, but Mrs. Fu and the young ladies thought of me."

Gao Feng shook his head with a smile, as if he couldn't help her.

"Sit down for a while, wait a minute, I'll take you to the fabric room."

"It's okay, if you want to be busy with your work, it's not like I don't know where the fabric room is."

"Dong dong!"

The office door opened, the assistant brought tea, followed by Mu Tong.

"Director Gao, Chen Ying and the others are looking for you."

The assistant put down the tea, turned around and said to Gao Feng.

It was fine, but now something is wrong.

Gao Feng went out with the assistant, Meng Chu and Mu Tong sat here for a while, and then came out of the office.

Just going in the direction of the fabric room, the assistant who went back and forth came back.

"Vice President Meng, Director Gao asked me to take you to the fabric room."

Meng Chu smiled without saying a word, and made a gesture to let her lead the way.

In the fabric room, Meng Chu chose a pure wool worsted fabric.

This kind of fabric is [-]% wool, and most of them have a thin texture, smooth surface and clear lines.The gloss is natural soft and beautiful.The body bone is straight, soft and elastic.

After gripping the woolen material tightly and then loosening it, there are basically no wrinkles, and even slight creases can disappear in a short time.

This kind of high-quality fabric is usually used in spring and summer suits.Easy to pilling, not resistant to wear, easy to moth, mildew.

Meng Chu picked up a ruler and measured the size of nearly two Mu Yanzhengs.

Mu Tong helped her pull a corner, looked at the sharp and simple and smooth cut, couldn't help asking: "This material is used to make a suit, a suit should be very expensive, right?"

"I made a set for your cousin before, and he usually wears it for receptions or important occasions."

After saying this, Mu Tong didn't ask any more questions.

The price was beyond her estimation.

After the fabric was cut, Mu Tong carefully folded it and put it in a box like a gift box.

There are two pieces in total, and they are opened separately.

When they were about to leave, Gao Feng came in from the outside.

Seeing the box in Mu Tong's hand, he turned to Meng Chu, "Didn't you take more?"

"Take an extra set."

Meng Chu gave a thumbs up and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before leaving, without telling Hu Mingzhi, Gao Feng sent them to the elevator and turned back.

As soon as he pushed the office door, he saw Hu Mingzhi sitting in front of his desk, leaning on the swivel chair crookedly, the look in his eyes was very uncomfortable.

"Gao Feng, are you acquainted with Meng Chu, so you don't take me seriously."

"?"

Gao Feng didn't know what he meant, until Hu Mingzhi moved the chair, sat up straight, and said, "Are you the boss or I am the boss, why didn't you tell me when Meng Chu came to fetch the fabrics?"

"Mr. Hu, I thought Mengchu had greeted you."

Gao Feng was bewildered and quickly explained.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Hu Mingzhi jumped up, glared at him and shouted angrily: "Fart your mother!"

"..."

"Your behavior is ultra vires."

Hu Mingzhi's fury also provoked Gao Feng.

He stared at Hu Mingzhi: "What is ultra vires? Hai Rui was invested by Mu Yanzheng. The reason why you can still sit firmly as the boss is because Meng Chu didn't fight or snatch it. Do you think I don't know that during that time years ago, The company is on the verge of bankruptcy, if it weren't for Meng Chu, there would be no Hai Rui in Rongcheng!"

"you……"

Gao Feng's words touched on Hu Mingzhi's weakness.

If there is a reason, he must not dare to run rampant again.

As for the fact that he was still able to sit as the boss, Hu Mingzhi always thought that it was because of his excellent management that he had nothing to do with Meng Chu at all.

If the two are arguing in the office, they must be heard outside.