The president is getting divorced every day

When Ling Yu was hospitalized, she said that she was dissatisfied with the design of the spring clothes, and she is still so.After learning about his wife's family background and real strength, the request for an extension has another purpose: he wants to use his talents to design a series of men's clothing to defeat Du Qing.

As an old Gong, he must not lose to his wife in the workplace, that would make people laugh out loud.

Also, his obsession with letting men wear skirts is lingering in his mind, and he can just make a breakthrough. Perhaps this is the perfect opportunity for him to catch up with Du Qing.

President Ling stared at the computer and began to conceive the work. Secretary Chen went out to pass on the imperial decree. The marketing director complained bitterly: "Didn't Mr. Du say that the original plan was followed? There are only a few days left and suddenly there is a delay, and the model company has to pay liquidated damages." Said, it's not easy to arrange a schedule for endorsement stars."

Secretary Chen tilted his head to think about it, and kindly gave him a suggestion: "Call Mr. Du, it's useless when you're so worried here, Mr. Du can fix it with a word."

The marketing director is nearly forty years old, and he is an old fritter. He intends to use Secretary Chen as a weapon: "I just called Mr. Du yesterday, and it seemed that I doubted Mr. Du's ability when I called again. Can Secretary Chen help me?" Next? I must be grateful for your great kindness."

Everyone in the company knew that Secretary Chen had a lot of weight in front of the two bosses. She was young, with average education, and a bit of a straightforward personality. She was able to be the secretary of the president purely because of Du Qing's promotion.

At the Yunshan Road branch, Secretary Chen was Du Qing's assistant, and Du Qing trusted her very much. Of course, Xiao Chen also deserved his trust, and actively reported to President Du no matter the big or small matters.

Even if the marketing director didn't mention it, Secretary Chen was going to contact Du Qing. She ran back to her seat and called: "Mr. Du, Mr. Ling also said that the spring show will be postponed."

Du Qing was lying on the sofa flipping through fashion magazines, too lazy to sit up and pressed the speakerphone: "Did he say anything?"

"It seems to be dissatisfied with the modeling agency, and said that he wants to add new ideas."

Du Qing also scrolled through the comments on the official account when he was free. When Secretary Chen mentioned the model agency, he immediately understood the cause and effect.Lao Gong knows that avoiding suspicion is a good thing, and he definitely has no reason to add fuel to the flames: "Then do as President Ling said, you remind him to review the relevant provisions of the contract liquidated damages, he is willing to pay me and I have no objection."

Of course, Ling Papi can't lose money, and the model company is looking forward to a long-term cooperation with Si Kou, so how can they have the guts to raise this issue with the sponsor's father.As for the little fresh meat star who endorsed, the agent said that he just finished filming a new movie and is on vacation, so the schedule is well arranged.

The matter was perfectly resolved, and the only one complaining was the design department.It was so easy to finish the work of spring clothes at the end of autumn, but President Ling vetoed them with one vote, asking them to broaden their thinking, not stick to stereotypes, and come up with more innovative works as soon as possible.

No one could figure out what Ling Yu's so-called novelty was, so everyone could only work overtime and redraw the design draft.At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Yu got off work on time and went to the branch to pick up people. As soon as Du Qing got in the car, he was startled by Lao Gong's avant-garde outfit.

He changed the lovers' windbreaker into a dark gold robe with a fringe around the hem, and black leather pants on his lower body, which looked quite like an Egyptian pharaoh.This style is completely a stage outfit for a singer's concert. It is cool enough, but it is too exaggerated for daily wear.

"Did you forget that today is Friday, and you are going to have dinner with your parents tonight?"

Will Ling Weixiong and his wife have a heart attack seeing their son like this?Or do you suspect that he didn't reach the rebellious stage until he was 30?

Ling Yu flirtatiously winked at Du Qing: "Remember, I live there tonight. I want to try to see if it will feel different if I change places."

The exercise last night was so refreshing, Ling Yu couldn't suppress the beast in his heart when he thought of Du Qing moaning under him during the day.President Ling drove the car frantically in his head, wanting to rub his hands in excitement.

Du Qing got into the co-pilot, and before putting on his seat belt, he turned sideways and gave Lao Gong a meeting kiss: "I haven't seen you all day, do you miss me?"

"Ah."

Du Qing smiled with satisfaction: "I think it's a very wise decision to go to the branch store. Sometimes we can separate each other to make each other more fresh."

Ling Weixiong and his wife also lived in a high-end villa area on the outskirts of the city, but it was a traditional detached villa, which was incomparable with Du Qing and his wife.Ling Yu started the car and drove home. On the way, Du Qing chatted with him casually: "Secretary Chen said that you want to change models, is it because of Wang Qiyan?"

"Who?"

"Your first love, the English name is Ryan."

"Oh, don't remember what he looks like, but remember he cheated me out of money, I won't fall twice in the same place."

Du Qing is jealous, first love is different after all, even if you lose your memory, you won't forget it completely.He was too lazy to speak when he was in a bad mood, and turned his face to look out the window silently.

While waiting for the red light, Du Qing felt the back of his hand get hot, and it was Ling Yu who held his hand tightly, "He is in the past tense, and I love you now."

"A man's mouth is a deceit, I'm a pig if I believe you."

Ling Yu scratched Du Qing's palm lightly with his fingers: "Then what do you have to do to trust me?" He smiled evilly: "Extract me dry so that I don't have the energy to find someone else."

"Hmph, I'm not interested in sleeping with Pharaoh."

Before the red light turned green, Ling Yu seized the time to lean over and kiss the corner of Du Qing's mouth, "I can't escape, you are my Cleopatra tonight."

Ling Yu was quite good at flirting before, but after losing her memory, she seemed to be even more shameless. Du Qing couldn't tell whether it was annoying or liking it, but to be precise, it was both.

The dinner process was lackluster, and Zheng Nanxin even relied on Du Qing for his son to wear outlandish clothes: "Will a good housewife do it? The media has been bragging about how powerful you are all day long. How can you make Yu'er dress like this?"

President Ling made a bad face on the spot: "I picked the clothes myself, because I think it's cool to wear like this. And Mom, don't talk to Qingqing in this tone, I don't like it."

Although Ling Yu also protected Du Qing before amnesia, he had never talked back to Zheng Nanxin face to face like this, and he was more used to making his wife happy afterwards.To put it bluntly, Du Qing was very happy in his heart, as refreshing as drinking iced Coke in summer.

Zheng Nanxin twitched the corners of her mouth, but finally said nothing.

After eating for a while, Ling Yu dragged Du Qing into the bedroom early, "Show me the dress I just designed."

The company's ready-made proofing center can make real objects as soon as the drawings come out. The fabric and color of this skirt are all chosen by Ling Yu himself. When he chose, he was thinking of Du Qing.

"We only make men's clothing, why are you making skirts?"

"That's my new idea for spring clothes."

Du Qing really wanted to refuse, but her heart softened when she thought about Lao Gong defending him.What's so embarrassing about being married for three years?He asked, "Is this what you mean by Cleopatra?"

Ling Yu shook off a long golden dress excitedly: "Does it match my robe?"