Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song Wuoxiao smiled softly: “Who said that as a team leader you must use a tailor? If I could use a tailor, what else would I need a tailor to do? ”

Everyone listened, as if it were true.

“I think you're being rational.” Song Jiuyue grinned.

“I won't stand in your way. ”

Song Jiuyue: “So you can't make clothes? ”

Song Li: “I said yes, can you believe it? ”

Song Jiuyue: “You can't even use a tailor. Do you want to make it on a needle by needle? ”

Song Li Xiao: “Didn't tailoring machines come from one needle at a time? ”

However, tailoring machines are faster than people, but for Song no worries, perfection is not as good as her stitches.

Song Jiuyue: “A car accident doesn't kill you, it also makes your mouth sharp. ”

Leaving the tailoring department, they went back to the design department.

Song Jiuyue was in a bad mood because he was not rated a good employee.

Plus Song is in a terrible mood to work with her.

She brought the manuscript she had drawn for Song Wuxi some time ago.

Song Wuxi is sitting in his seat and watching the British Costume Competition live.

“On the first day of work, watching TV?” Song Jiuyue snorted.

“I'm watching the costume live.” Find inspiration.

She wanted to design clothes that had an X-day flavor.

So, when she has time, she watches the fashion show.

“You're like standing by a pool watching someone else swim, watching it for a long time and not swimming. ”

“It's all right, as long as we can spare time.” Song Li raised his cup and drank a cup of flower tea.

Song Jiuyue placed the handwriting in front of Song Wuxi. “Follow the drawings to enter the computer and make the publicity. ”

Song looked at the manuscript in front of him and looked up at Song Jiuyue: “What is contamination? ”

Song Jiuyue listened, exaggerated and smiled: “Oh, my God, you're a designer, you can't even advertise dyeing? ”

Song Jiuyue's words made the people of the design department look at Song Jiuyue.

Song didn't worry and blinked. “Who says I'm a designer? ”

Song Jiuyue: “If you don't design, what team leader do you want to be? ”

Song Li Xiao: "Do you have to be a team leader to design? ”

Song Jiuyue: “Captain Song, this is the design department, of course, to design. ”

Song Lixie: “I don't do design, I know design. ”

Song Jiuyue: “You... OK, you know design, you don't know how to pronounce dyeing? ”

Song Li: “I'm sorry, I don't know how to put your design into the computer. ”

Song Jiuyue: “Oh, you are quite arrogant to sit in the chairman's position with your skirt ties. ”

Song Xiuyue pushed the design of Song Xiuyue aside, “Take it away, don't disturb me to watch it live. ”

“Song no worries...”

“What are you arguing about?” Suddenly, a low, cold voice came through the door.

Song Min Xiao just turned back and looked at the man standing at the door and continued watching her live broadcast.

As soon as Song Jiuyue listened, she turned around and saw Gu Jiuzhang walking in, her eyes lit up.

In the first two steps, the tone was a bit like a confession, “Gu Xiao, I let Team Leader Song do the propaganda. I wanted her to learn more. Not only did she do it, she also said she wanted to watch TV. ”

Gu Zheng's deep and sharp eyes glanced lightly at Song Jiuyue.

Song Jiuyue added: "I asked her to learn how to operate the tailoring machine from the tailor, and she didn't go either, saying she wasn't interested in the tailoring machine. ”

Gu Qiang listened and frowned slightly.

He went behind Sung's back and looked at the computer screen, "Clothes show live? ”

Song nodded with no worries: "Hmm. ”

“Why don't you do the propaganda.” You can learn more about color matching in the process of dyeing, okay?

Song answered honestly without worries: "I won't. ”

Gu Qianqiao: “I'll teach you. ”