Design competition

Mu Wanwan pushed open the bowl and stood up suddenly.

"Sister, you're not very clear about the company. Moreover, the cost of competition is too high."

After finishing the last shrimp, Mu Nansheng said lightly, "Those who are capable are capable."

"Why, isn't my sister confident enough?"

Mu Wanwan was suddenly aroused with a desire for victory and unconsciously denied, "How could it be!"

Mu Nansheng seemed to have some enlightenment and chuckled softly.

"That's right, how could my younger sister lack confidence? After all, my younger sister is hailed by the school as a genius design girl."

Mentioning this title, Mu Wanwan suddenly felt guilty.

This is a secret shared by Mu Nansheng and Mu Wanwan.

Most of the clothing design drafts published by Mu Wanwan in her own name during her university years were designed by Mu Nansheng.

At that time, as long as she shed a few tears or begged a few words, Mu Nansheng would always give the design draft to Mu Wanwan for publication.

Since Mu Nansheng got married, Mu Wanwan has received many unpublished design drafts.

So, Mu Wanwan publishes a set of designs every quarter.

While winning the praise of many people, Mu Wanwan also secured her position as the design supervisor.

However, Mu Nansheng once released a set of "All Things Born" design drawings, which have always been the ceiling of the fashion design industry.

Is Mu Nansheng officially returning?

What should I do then?

If you can't surpass yourself, then destroy her before it sprouts.

Mu Wanwan doesn't have a clue yet, so she can only try to drag it on as much as possible.

Not only do we have to drag Mu Nansheng back to the company, but we also have to drag that 30% stake!

"Sister, after I finish handing over the work in two days, can I call you again to inform you?"

Mu Nansheng looked at Mu Wanwan's nervous expression and felt inexplicably amused.

Rebirth, how could I not know what Mu Wanwan was thinking.

It's just a matter of delaying time and finding Jiangbei Jia to come up with a solution.

Okay, bring Jiangbei Jia over and tidy it up together.

"Okay, sister, but don't make me wait too long."

Mu Wanwan let out a long sigh of relief and said, "That's nature."

After chatting about this, Mu Nansheng naturally didn't want to talk to Mu Wanwan anymore and lowered his head to eat the sour soup and fat beef brought by Zhou Mama.

After tasting the fat cow, Mu Nansheng thought the taste was good, so he picked up a chopstick for Gu Jingchen.

"Try this, it tastes good."

Gu Jingchen was in a good mood and tasted it.

"It's really good."

Mu Nansheng, who successfully shared the delicious food, smiled and said, "Then take a few more bites.""

"Okay. "

The couple looked at each other with a smile, which was very tacit.

Mu Wanwan absentmindedly poked at the rice and occasionally, intentionally or unintentionally, looked at Gu Jingchen.

Unconsciously, Mu Wanwan was stunned.

There is such a cold and handsome man in this world, who is so captivated by his every move.

Gu Jingchen noticed Mu Wanwan's infatuated gaze across from him, put down his chopsticks, and looked impatient.

"Why don't you eat it?"

Mu Nansheng turned to ask Gu Jingchen.

With a glance, Mu Nansheng also noticed Mu Wanwan's obsessive gaze.

Mu Nansheng let out a cold chuckle and fell his chopsticks on the spot.

"Sister, what is your intention to look at my husband like this?"

Mr. Mu looked at the scene with a slightly solemn expression.

It seems that Mu Wanwan's unconventional thoughts are not very short.

Mu Wanwan saved herself back then, and I was very grateful. I also remembered that Mu Wanwan was an orphan, so I took her in.

Over the years, Mr. Mu has asked himself and never treated her unfairly, and has also tacitly allowed Mu Wanwan to manage Mu Nansheng's shares.

Even willing to share Mu Nansheng's shares with her.

If she had such filthy thoughts, then she should have thought about it carefully.

Mu Wanwan was awakened by the sound of throwing chopsticks, and only then did she realize that she had lost her composure.

"Sorry, sister, I'm just..."

"Just, just what?"

Mu Nansheng had a cold expression and a deep voice.

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows.

My wife feels good about maintaining herself.