After wearing a book, I married the leading sister

Li Suiman's eyes lit up, looking at the boy, the scene of a rich woman raising a pretty boy popped up in his mind.

Qin Qing: "Borrowed."

Li Suimo moved to the side with small steps, winked at the boy, and said with his mouth: "Hello!"

"..."

Qin Qing pursed her lips: "Let's go."

The boy bowed to Li Suiman, then hurried away with Qin Qing.

As soon as the person left, Li Suimo immediately took out his mobile phone to gossip with Fu Yanxiao, what should I say?Said that Qin Qing took care of the little boy?Not suitable.

She hung her thumb over the send button for a long time, worried that Fu Yanxiao's idol dream would be broken, but in the end she still didn't send it.

The 21st floor was in a mess. As soon as Li Suimu walked in, he heard at least five or six people arguing inside.

"I want this room... It's just right to put a desk here, put a sofa, and add ten figure racks!"

"I want a ring bar..."

"Massage chairs are always needed!" Another person said, "I have a bad back."

"If you want to paint a mural on the wall, use the prototype of our company's game characters, and don't let the toilet go away..."

Li Minglang: "..."

"We also need to build an activity room, not too big, just the size of four courts. Game room, billiards, electric motorcycles..."

A group of people chatted together, "Is it too extravagant, I heard that the rent here is very expensive!"

"Then I think the stadium-sized activity room is really too much!"

"Isn't it more luxurious to have a Simmons bed in a rest room for one person?"

After arguing and arguing, no one wanted to let go, and finally turned their heads to blame Li Minglang, "Why don't you rent two floors?"

Li Minglang: "..."

Someone kindly reminded: "The office was provided by Mr. Li's younger sister's fiancé's older sister President Qin kindly, and he didn't ask for a penny."

The man gestured with five fingers, "The rent is the same amount as a year!"

A few people had a meal, and immediately had a heated discussion, the office was no longer needed, the work was not done, and the house was resold and rented out, making millions of dollars a year!

Everyone will share it equally, and Mr. Li can also get an extra 2 yuan for hard work, so that he doesn't have to work hard to make money, and everyone can live a lifetime of chic and happy.

Li Suimo: "..."

Maybe the gamers have a bit of sand sculpture temperament, Li Suimo comforted himself, and then reached out to knock on the door of the office.

Several men and women turned their heads to look at them, and at the next moment they turned their heads and rubbed their eyes fiercely, and looked at them again, where Li Suimo is so handsome now, he is more eye-catching than a big star!

"Mo, come here." Li Minglang beckoned, and with a smile on his face, Li Suim walked over to see the sand sculptures.

Li Minglang introduced them one by one. Several of them are small leaders in the team. Li Minglang and I came to see the company first, and the rest of the staff will not move in until the office decoration is completed.

Li Suiman smiled and said, "To make a long story short, let me briefly introduce your needs."

Facing Li Suimo and the big bastards, they suddenly became reserved.

"You are a professional, you have the final say."

Li Suimo said modestly: "Everyone is a designer."

"Every row is like a mountain, you have the final say."

"You are more beautiful, the good-looking person has the final say."

Li Suimo: "..."

"Hey, I think we can make a place for girls to have afternoon tea."

Li Suimo just smiled, and the eyes of the few people who laughed were dazzled, so the request was not so excessive.

"For the activity room, you can simply place a few entertainment settings to facilitate everyone's decompression. It doesn't need to be too big, just ordinary."

"I don't need that massage chair."

"Ten figurines, I think it's exaggerated, hahaha."

Li Minglang raised his foot and kicked, "No Promise!"

Several people held a short meeting, and after the end, everyone wanted to take a photo with Li Suiman.

Li Suiman readily agreed, and several people took out their mobile phones one after another. Li Suiman originally thought that taking a picture would be enough, but the sand sculptures disliked each other. No one wanted to take a photo with other people. They just wanted to take a couple photo with Li Suimu , I treated her like a scenic spot for a group photo, lined up in an orderly manner to take a group photo and then posted it on Moments, and then liked it.

Li Suimo: "..."

Li Minglang laughed, saved the picture from Moments and forwarded it to Li Suimo.

"Don't mess with this group of sand sculptures, they only have games in their eyes."

Li Suimo nodded, and clipped the layout plan of the floor that Li Minglang gave to her notebook. She closed the notebook and said, "Then I'll go first."

Several people sent Li Suimo away together, and when Li Suimo disappeared, they got together and screamed again.

"goddess!!"

"It's so cute! It's beautiful! It's so contradictory!!"

"There is no blasphemy at all!!"

Li Minglang: "..."

A fierce man stepped forward and punched Li Minglang's chest with his fist, "Mr. Li, your sister is really strong. You said before that she wouldn't help!"

Li Minglang coughed: "Hiss! Damn, can we have a serious attack!"

He muttered to himself: "I'm also surprised, this girl's personality has changed a lot, did she suddenly become sensible after getting married?"

Li Minglang briefly explained the cause and effect, and several subordinates immediately sighed.

It took more than a week to finalize the first draft of Li Minglang's office renovation. There are too many designers, and everyone who makes games has a rich imagination. In the company, only a few sand sculpture subordinates can be more obedient.

Back and forth, they went to Li Minglang's company more frequently than Li Suimo went to Qin Qing's design company.

Fortunately, Li Suiman didn't need to go to the building materials market in person, and Li Minglang arranged for other people to do the dirty work. In a blink of an eye, the plan was finalized, and a week had passed by the time Li Suimin relaxed and regained his senses.

"It's over!"

In the morning, Li Suimo was sleepy brushing her teeth at the sink, with her black hair hanging down fluffy. In her half-asleep and half-awake posture, she suddenly thought of Old Yan!

Li Suimu hurriedly picked up her mobile phone, and found Lao Yan's WeChat among the Haixiang news. Sure enough, several WeChat messages were lying on the list a few days ago. At that time, she was at her busiest time, and she didn't reply to a few. .

Li Suimo presses the keyboard to edit, and tentatively asks, [Teacher, are you in the studio now? 】

Send it over, as long as you didn't get blocked, Li Suimu breathed a sigh of relief and started making a mask.

Half an hour later, Li Suimo was basking comfortably in the sun.There was no reply to the message, but Li Suimo sent another one.

【...Strictly turned on friend verification...】

Li Suimo: "..."

"Hahahaha, I told you that the old man has a weird temper! You still don't believe it!"

Fu Yanxiao laughed out loud, and while sending Old Yan's address to Li Suiman, she mocked Li Suiman on the phone.

Li Suimu clicked on the address, called the driver, cut off the phone expressionlessly, and the laughter on the other side stopped abruptly.

driver:"……"

Hurry up, along the way, Li Suimo received another message from the school.

In mid-to-late August, the senior year is about to start, and the school sent a condolence message to prevent art students from being too chic or having too much fun forgetting that they have to go back to school to report.

At the same time, the group of classmates who had been silent for a long time also became active.

Li Suimo blinked and looked at the key information in the text message the next day...

"School celebration?"

Li Suimo looked up at the sky: "...I almost forgot that I was still a student."

There was a lively discussion in the group, and the school celebration was held at the beginning of the school year. The school hoped to find a famous and prestigious person to give a speech at the school.

Li Suimu tapped the screen, and soon some people chatted with each other, discussing important people they knew.

"The mayor is coming!"

"Then who else is there? I know the director of Feiyang, but it doesn't match the temperament of our school."

The students of the art school have good family conditions, and there are not ten or eight presidents, but four or five.

Everyone discussed and went back and forth, and they all felt that the important people they knew were either old, bald and bald at a young age, or fat in middle age.

In an instant, a figure flashed in Li Suim's mind.

Soon, someone in the group attacked her.

[Mo, aren't you Qin Qing?You're going to get engaged to Qin Zhan soon, aren't you? 】

[Ah, congratulations! 】

For a while, the group was decorated with lights and cheers, like a wedding scene.

[In this case, it shouldn't be difficult to invite Qin Qing to come to the school to say a few words, right? 】

Li Suimo turned off the phone, pinched the mountain root with his thumb and index finger and imitated Qin Qing's usual movements, thinking, are you crazy, or am I crazy, let Qin Qing come to school to play house with a group of children ?

The car parked at Yanlao's residence, which was located in a more upscale villa area. At least as far as the eye could see, the villas would not be as dense as the townhouses before.

Li Suimo rang the doorbell, and a slightly accented voice came from the intercom on the door, "That?"

"Hi, I'm Li Suimo, I'm here to find my teacher."

The door opened, and the people inside left for Li Suimu, and someone came out to pick her up, and walked all the way, saying, "Sorry, miss, I've neglected you."

Li Suimo nodded: "It's okay, I missed the appointment first, please help me take this to the kitchen, so I can make up for the teacher."

She handed the servant a fruit basket and a small thermos bucket, which contained thick soup that Li Suimo packed in a five-star hotel.

"Mr. Yan is receiving a distinguished guest."

Li Suimo: "Vipulative guest?"

Bypassing the escalator, Li Suimo took the elevator directly to the third floor.

Mr. Yan is a workaholic. His home is almost a small office, and the decoration style is exactly the same as his other office.

"Your strength is obvious to all. This year, the group decided to allocate part of its funds to the design field. On the one hand, it wants to promote the reputation of the famous brand, and on the other hand, it is also to repay the teacher's teaching..."

Old Yan's voice softened: "The last competition was a fluke, and you don't need to make a special trip."

Qin Qing was sitting directly opposite the door, just in time to see Li Suimo entering the door.She closed her mouth, Old Yan turned around, and saw Li Suimo.

Li Suiman hurriedly said: "Smelly girl!"

Li Suimo raised his hand to beg for forgiveness, and scolded himself first, so that the old man was too prudent to say anything more.

Old Yan: "The ghost is clever!"

Li Suimo smiled, then waved to Qin Qing.

Laughing and cursing, nodding, the close relationship can be seen at a glance.

Qin Qing frowned: "Do you know Mr. Yan?"

Li Suimo nodded: "I have met you twice, and now I am my master."

Qin Qing bared lightly and sneered: "Is this the third time?"

Li Suimo nodded.

The atmosphere was very strange, and Li Suimo didn't know why he made Qin Qing unhappy?

"Qin,"

"Sister, or Huaiyan." Qin Qing said.

Li Suimo: "...Why are you here?"

Yan Lao said proudly: "President Qin, as the organizer of Victoria, came to visit me, the champion."

So that was the case, Li Suimo smiled, pointed to the work area next to him, "Then I should go to work first?"

Old Yan nodded, "Stay for dinner tonight."

Li Suimo: "Okay."

Li Suimo went to draw pictures while Yan Lao and Qin Qing were chatting in a small meeting room separated by a wall.

Who do you design clothes for?for myself?Li Suimo was holding her face in front of the full-length mirror. She was indeed pretty, but wouldn't it be too narcissistic for the designer to make her own clothes?

The designed clothes are uniformly changed for the models, but there must always be a vivid reference in the process of making clothes.

Next door, Qin Qingqing's voice came over, "Yes, it would be best if you can come as a judge."

"Well, you're welcome..."

Qin Qing finished talking with Yan Lao, got up and left, she walked to the entrance, the door of the side studio opened, Qin Qing's tall and slim back was exposed, Li Suimo almost subconsciously traced Qin Qing's measurements in his heart... …

Li Suiman's eyes are shining!

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