Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 12 Did the villain uncle tease you? (12)

Early the next morning, Meng Juan packed up and went downstairs. Just as he stepped into the living room, a soft voice called out in his direction, "Morning, uncle!"

Slightly opening his eyelids, through the thin lenses, Meng Wang saw a woman in a professional-style dress sitting at the dining table, holding a glass of milk in her hand and a piece of soft toast in her mouth.

Her curly hair is scattered, and a Han-style hairpin is pinned to her right ear, making her look more energetic.

Jiang Wan said hello, and continued to eat her own breakfast with her head bowed, without any discomfort on her face, as if she had forgotten all the flirting with Meng Wang last night.

Meng Juan strolled to the dining table, pulled out the chair and sat down, "Are you going out later?"

Jiang Wan looked at the man in front of her with a funny face, as if teasing him for knowingly asking, "I'm going to work in the company just like my uncle."

Meng understood.

It was he who forgot that Jiang Wan went abroad to study many majors during college in order to help Meng Huai in his career in the future.For example, finance, management, and fashion design, as long as there is a first-line opportunity to help Meng Huai at work, she forgets to eat and sleep, and learns all of them.

After graduating from university, Jiang Wan did not join her own company, but chose to join Meng's as an unknown fashion designer.

I heard that her design style is conservative and old-fashioned, and the colors are also gray and dull.The clothes designed have never been looked at, but they can still receive a monthly salary in Meng's safe and sound, which makes those designers who don't know Jiang Wan's real identity extremely disgusted and disgusted.

According to private rumors in Meng's design department, Jiang Wan's boss is probably a male executive in his fifties or sixties!Otherwise, based on the modest clothes she designed, she would have been dismissed by Meng Shi many times.

While eating breakfast, Meng Zhu casually suggested to Jiang Wan, "If you really don't have the talent for design, you should change your job."

"Uncle! Why don't people have design talent?" Jiang Wan pouted, with a displeased expression, "I designed what I wear."

Meng Juan put down his chopsticks, raised his head and glanced at the woman across from him, no matter what he was wearing, he was familiar with the brand.

"Uncle, don't you believe me?"

The man looked calm.

In the next second, a pair of slender legs under the dining table wrapped around him.
Smooth touch through men's trousers.

Meng Wang only felt that the calf was tender and soft next to it.

The woman's legs are as soft as flower branches, gently scratching and rubbing slowly, causing waves of itching.

"These stockings are designed by someone else, do you want to feel them?"

At nine o'clock in the morning, Meng's office building.

Department of Design.

It was already working time, and the office desks were full of people, only one seat was vacant.

The designers who were nearer to that station did not forget to whisper among themselves while eating breakfast.

"Hey, you said that Jiang Wan has been absent from work for almost a week without any reason, and the HR department doesn't care about it?"

"How do I manage this? Isn't she a related family? I heard that she is having an affair with Wang Zhigang from the personnel department."

"Wang Zhigang? Is that an old bum in his 50s with a bald, oily head and pimples?"

"These two must have an affair. You said how ugly Jiang Wan is, and she doesn't have much temperament, so she can be spotted by a toad like Wang Zhigang, or she will be fired by the company in a month based on the garbage she designed. Seventeen or eight times!"

"Jiang Wan didn't come again today?" Lin Ying, the head of the design department, walked over aggressively on high heels.

She stared at Jiang Wan's work station and gritted her teeth, "What the hell? Is this really the company that I started as my own home? I can't even hand in a decent design draft, and the toilet cleaner is better than her!"

"If you don't see her today, throw all the things on her desk downstairs! Our design department doesn't want this great god anymore!!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a crisp "click" sound of high heels in the corridor.

Slowly, with laziness.

The door was pushed open, and the woman's voice was soft, but her words were sharp and piercing, "Director Lin, what should I do? I, a great god, still want to stay in the design department."

　Su Shuangtian will continue tomorrow! !By the way, let's ask for a recommendation ticket~~

　　


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