Small Yan Leng for a moment, or according to Han Muzi's order to take the price list.
The price list was set by Han Muzi and Xiaoyan that day, and it has not been finalized yet.
But now, it's just used to perfunctory the man in front of her, so she directly sent it to the night deep in front of her.
"Sir, you can have a look at our price list. Since we are a new company, we have a chance to give preferential price. If you like our design and introduce our customers, we will send our sincere wishes on your birthday on behalf of our company, and offer a set of design works free of charge."
Han Muzi introduced the voice is very quiet, as if really just in communication with customers, not to mention the night is not deep, even Xiaoyan feel surprised, can not help but look at her a few more eyes.
In the heart thinks a way, Mu purple how can so calm?
Night Mo deep look at the price list in front of you, and then listen to her calm voice.
It's false to say that you are not angry.
After introducing Han Muzi, she fell into silence for convenience. She was not in a hurry, waiting for the other party to reply quietly.
The office seemed to fall into a strange quiet atmosphere. At night, Mo Shen was staring at the price list in his hand. Although he was a man, his eyelashes were very long, which concealed all the gloomy emotions at the bottom of his eyes.
No one could see what he was thinking.
For a long time, his thin lips, which he had been pressing tightly, suddenly drew up a beautiful radian.
"Is it? Is there any special mechanism? "
Han Muzi slightly a meal, look at him: "you say is?"
Night Mo Shen raised his hand and spread the price list on the table top. His knuckled fingers gently touched the table top, and his eyes grasped Han Muzi thoughtfully: "for example, select a designer."
One side of the face of the small face changed, breathing also followed the screen up.
It seems that the night is not deep to the purple!
At first she thought it was just a coincidence, but after seeing Mu Zi so calm, Xiaoyan knew that it was not a coincidence.
Now the practice of night Mo Shen just shows that he came to bathe in purple.
Han Muzi is also stunned for a moment, she has done the facilities to deal with, smiling and nodding.
"Of course, as long as Mr. Ye has his own choice, you can choose a designer after signing the contract."
Design clothes is only one of them, night deep is the idea of drunk man, not wine, his fingers gently a tick, "that's all ordered."
Xiaoyan was a little stunned, so Are they getting another big order?
Han Muzi was as calm as ever, "don't you have to think about it, sir? After all, you don't know the style of our company. In case... "
"No, I know."
After that sentence, the night Mo Shen is looking at Han Muzi said, the eyes burning hot almost in her face burning a hole.
He knew exactly what he was going to do.
"Yes, sir. Just a moment. We are going to prepare the contract. Do you have your ID card?"
Ye Moshen hands out the ID card.
Small Yan then took to copy, Han Muzi also followed up, two people together to get the contract.
Because the company is now less people, so a lot of things Han Muzi is personally for.
When she followed her, Xiaoyan still bumped into her arm: "don't come here, what can you do with your hands now?"
Listen to words, Han Muzi is a Zheng, looking down at his own bandaged hands can not move.
Yeah, what can her hands do now?
But She just stood up in a strange way.
Ye Moshen had forgotten to look at her because she had seen her earlier, and just looked at her face carefully.
Now after she got up, yemoshen finally had time to see her.
Five years has changed her from a wooden beauty to a most charming woman.
She is no longer as plain as before, but a light makeup, wearing although casual, but very tasteful.
But it's obvious that she's dressed differently today than she was when she met at Debao restaurant that day.
That day she can be said to be a very capable but all over the body revealed delicate woman, today she took a smell of small women.
After finishing the contract, Xiao Yan and Han Muzi return to the night Moshen.
"Look at the contract, Mr. night." Xiao Yan pushed the contract to him.
Ye Moshen almost did not look closely, and signed his name with a big hand.
"Now?"
Han Muzi was stunned for a moment and then nodded.
I didn't expect him to sign so happily that he didn't even read the contract.
When Did he do the same when he signed the agreement?
"Yes, thank you." Han Muzi asked Xiaoyan to put the contract away, and then said politely: "happy cooperation."Night Mo Shen reaches out to her, Han Muzi is stunned.
"Not happy to cooperate?" Night Mo deep pick pick pick eyebrows, with a little ruffian gas.
Han Muzi pursed her lips and slowly stretched out her hand.
Night Mo deep this just see, her hand is wrapped in gauze, gauze above also stained with a little red blood.
Just one eye, night Mo Shen's ruffian Qi on the face then disappears clean, narrows his eyes dangerously and stares at her hand: "what's wrong with the hand?"
His sudden change of voice makes people feel surprised, even Xiao Yan can't help but look at the night.
"It's just a little hurt." Han Muzi will hand back, faint smile: "sorry, stained with a little blood, do not shake hands with Mr. night."
Listen, night Mo deep lift eyelids, found that the woman's eyes a indifferent color, is obviously intentional.
She didn't want to shake hands with herself at all.
Of course, if her hand was hurt, he would not force her to shake hands with himself.
Silence for three seconds, night Mo deep change and hook up lips, voice with a evil charm color.
"Well, it will be very pleasant."
The word "happy" is very heavy, as if to squeeze out the teeth.
One side of the small Yan micro imperceptibly wrinkled his nose, always feel strange.
Han Muzi asked Xiaoyan to send him downstairs.
After yemoshen left, Han Muzi sat down again and moved her fingers. She wanted to take a sip of the coffee on the table. When she moved, she found that her hands were temporarily unavailable.
That's it.
Wait a little longer, and she will go home.
Soon, Xiao Yan sent away the night, and then went back upstairs.
"Muzi, are you ok?"
Han Muzi sat there as if she had not heard her words.
Xiaoyan bit the lower lip, tangled and called out: "Mu purple?"
Han Muzi returned to God and looked at Xiao Yan standing beside him: "what's the matter?"
"You're distracted." Xiao Yan reminded me.
Han Muzi was silent for a moment, then got up and said, "if there's nothing wrong, I'll go back first today. I'll trouble you about the company these two days."
"It's OK. It's all on me. I'll discuss the important things with you. You can recover the injury on your backhand first."
"Good."
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