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"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The applause rang behind him, turning warmly, but it was Emperor Jue patting his palm, looking at her with a gentle smile.

"Jiuhao!"

Shouting warmly and passionately, rushing to the past, flew directly into the arms of Emperor Juehao.

To this day, she will never hesitate about her feelings, and will not be shy!

"fool!"

Emperor Hao stretched his hands around his warm thin waist, darted a sip on her forehead, and watched her with eyes.

"I know I'm taking the oath, I'm happy! Go, let's go back to the office!"

At a glance of warmth, I saw the turbulent feelings of Emperor Juehao's eyes, and a rush came out, "No!"

What time is it, this man thinks about something messy!

However, Emperor Hao's arms tightened, and he forced the warmth outwardly.

"Knowing that Grandpa is having a hard time now, don't you comfort the man who comforts you?"

Warm Lai Pi hangs on the arm of Emperor Juehao, reluctantly: "Emperor Hao, you go slowly, there are many ways to comfort, not necessarily"

The two dragged out of the warehouse, the back tangled with messy and unspeakable harmony.

Standing warmly at the door of the warehouse, he was surprised to be sprinkled with dog food, looking at the back of the two men who were gradually away, with a look of confusion. It wasn't until the figure of the two completely disappeared that she smashed the lock on the ground fiercely, clenching her hands into fists, and screaming frantically: "Warm, warm!"

"Wow--"

The wind was blowing, and the paper was blown out from the corner of the warehouse.

Suddenly a moment of warmth, returning to God, rushing to pick it up.

These are the manuscripts that she worked hard to design!

From being chief designer to being a warehouse keeper, she has never given up her career as a designer. Every day, in the warehouse, she was writing and drawing on the small bench in the corner, facing the piles of cloth piled up in the mountains.

Sometimes, the workers come to mention the materials and see her manuscript, they will throw in or sympathy or scornful eyes, no matter which kind, for the warmth of pride, it is more uncomfortable than Ling Chi offense!

Whenever this time, she clenched the brush in her hand, calling the warm name in her heart again and again. With each call, my heart's grievances transpired!

Warmly chased a large circle at the door of the warehouse, picked up all the manuscripts scattered by the wind, and held them tightly in his hands.

She looked up, staring at the design building from afar, with a firm expression on her face.

Soon, it will be the fifth “Jin Qiaoshou” clothing design competition. As long as you can win in this competition, Emperor is still worried that there is no order? By that time, he was the hero who brought the emperor back to life, and he was afraid that the emperor would not look down on himself?

At first, Emperor Hao would sweep out the warmth without mercy, but now she has taken her to the sky, isn't it because she is a gold designer?

The only gold medal designer in China!

Emperor is a clothing designer, and the gold medal designer is the soul and support of a clothing design company!

If you can win this competition, you can get the title of gold medal designer, standing at the same height as warmth, you can better brush the shame of misappropriating her entries in the past!

The best way to defeat someone is to kill her in her most proud skill!

The best way to defeat a woman is to **** the man she loves the most!

As long as you can win, you will be able to get Emperor Grand, and you will be able to see the warmth and soullessness, and the look of depression!

auzw.com Clenched his fist warmly, his eyes were empty, as if he had seen the moment when Emperor Hao led himself to the awards ceremony, a strange smile gradually appeared on his face.

In the next few days, the company did not sell a finished product, did not sign an order, and previous orders were still being returned continuously. Except for the president who was still indifferent and calm, everyone felt a kind of rain and rain. The desired low pressure is suffocating.

The warmth is in the warehouse, and I also feel this crisis.

In other words, as a warehouse administrator, her feelings are more intuitive.

Because all the clothes have been transported back continuously, the entire warehouse can't be piled up, and the ones pulled back are thrown directly into the open space outside the warehouse.

Can't sit still!

There is still some time before the competition, she must support the imperial hero until the moment she wins the gold medal, when the imperial hero is dying, she returns with honor, and the order snow flakes generally follow, such a rescue effect, only to shock!

Warmly ready to go home to find parents to think of a way, find some old relationship and give Dihao two orders. After all, Wen's clothing business has been in the business for many years, and there are still one or two old friends and customers.

Of course, as long as one or two orders, just hanging the imperial life, never let him come back to life!

Warmly calculating his wishful thinking, he packed up and went out. Anyway, now Emperor's management is very loose, so are the employees. If you resign, you can leave at any time. As for her little warehouse keeper, absenteeism or something, no one asked at all.

The emperor is really funny, as the media said. After being bewitched by his ex-wife, he had no intention of doing business and completely abandoned the emperor.

Warm bowed his head and walked fast.

The security guard at the foyer thought she was going to find another job, but she gave a cold glance, without asking half a word.

Walking around, a shadow of high heels appeared in front.

Stopping warmly and looking up, it was Yu Lulu.

Yu Lulu pulled a small suitcase and stepped on the hate sky high, she was dressed brightly and glorious.

"What are you doing?"

The warm tone was cold and very unfriendly.

Any woman who has "fascination" with Emperor Hao does not like her!

Yu Lulu glanced at the warm shoulder bag, hurriedly, and smiled, "What are you going to do?"

The warm eyes were cold, and there was a trace of anger on his face, "You don't need to care!"

Yu Lulu wasn't angry at all, and his voice was soft and shy, and asked, "What do you care about me for?"

The warmth was flushed with blush, and he paused for a while before saying, "Emperor Hao is very busy now. If you still want to pester him, I am afraid he will not care about you now!"

Yu Lulu's charming hair, "I look for warmth!"

There was a distaste for warmth.

Any woman who eats by her face and figure looks down on her!

There was a layer of sarcasm on Warm's face, and he asked sharply, "Why? I'm not strangled by warmth. I'm not convinced?"

Yu Lulu blinked, with a little surprise: "I remember your relationship with her was not good. When did you learn to help her?"

"Huh!" He snorted coldly in his warm nose.

Who has a relationship with her? I wish you both would die!

Warmly staggered and walked away, as if talking to Yu Lulu for half a word would be worthless.

The moment passed by, Lulu said, "I'm back to work!"

The warmth suddenly stopped.