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Chapter 95 People Who Dote on Their Daughters Are Not Bad Luck
The assistant, who had been rejected many times, was brought to Chief Ji's studio for the first time, and he personally interviewed him. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

In fact, he was already ready to be beaten back, who made his artist just a starlet on the [-]th line.

Now that everyone has come in, the assistant couldn't hold back his excitement, "Chief Ji, about asking you to design dresses for our artists..."

"No rush." ​​Ji Hao interrupted him, and asked casually, "How old is your daughter?"

The assistant was stunned, "Huh? Ah?"

Fang Le rolled his eyes, how did this person become a name assistant, he didn't have any vision at all, "Ahem, just answer whatever the president asks."

The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yes, yes, I have a three-year-old daughter."

Ji Hao folded his hands on the desk, tapped his fingers lightly, "How do you usually get along?"

The assistant's brain is completely offline now, so Ji Hao will answer whatever he asks, "Well, because of work, my daughter is asleep when I go home at night, and I rarely see her."

"Huh?" That's not what he wanted to hear.

Seeing that Ji Hao was getting impatient, he hurriedly said: "However, on Saturdays, I will take her to the amusement park, or play games with her at home, and often give her some dolls."

Mentioning his three-year-old daughter, the assistant slowly smiled, "She is so well-behaved, she knows that I am busy, and never cries or makes trouble, but she also longs for my father's company."

Ji Hao can feel that he is really a competent father, because when he mentions his daughter, the warmth that comes out naturally cannot be deceived.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the assistant found himself saying all this nonsense, and bowed nervously to apologize, "I didn't mean to."

Fang Le didn't look at this person, turned his face away, how do celebrities choose their assistants, how stupid.

"Okay, you can go back." Ji Hao waved his hand.

The assistant turned around blankly and was about to go out. He seemed to think of something just before going out, "Well, Chief Ji's dress for our artist..."

"Let your artist come over tomorrow to measure the size."

The assistant was so happy that he wanted to jump up on the spot, he tried his best to restrain himself, the muscles on his face were trembling, "Thank you Chief Ji, thank you!"

"Fang Le, come here." Ji Hao waved his hand to call his female apprentice to come over.

Fang Le leaned over without knowing why, "What's the matter, Master?"

Ji Hao grabbed Fang Le's shoulder, "Fang Le, you are the only female apprentice, master."

Fang Le suddenly felt his scalp go numb, "And then?"

"There are some things that only you women can do." Ji Hao continued.

Fang Le's eyes widened in an instant, and he tried his best to break free from Ji Hao, hugged his arms, and hid away, "Master, I'm a student, I don't sell myself."

Ji Hao almost vomited blood, and cursed loudly: "I just asked you to buy a gift for Panniu, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Fang Le confirmed again, "You just bought a gift?"

"Otherwise?" Ji Hao blushed, she grabbed the things on the table and was about to throw them at them.

"Master, master, this is your favorite paintbrush. It's a pity to smash it on me, hehe." Fang Le smiled.

Ji Hao looked remorseful, "You traitor, you want to piss me off all day long so you can inherit my brush. Don't think I don't know."

"Hee hee, master, I'm going to buy you a gift now."

"Come back, do you know what to buy?" Ji Hao was so angry that his lips trembled.

"do not know."

I don't know you can run so fast, what about reincarnation?
　five shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)