Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

They knew that the Song Clan was about to collapse and were not afraid of Song Jiuyue.

A woman dressed in style, who also looked arrogant, stepped out of the crowd, like a big sister, wrapped her hands around her chest, and looked at Song Jiuyue, "You, we're talking about you. ”

“Who do you think I'm copying? ”

“Didn't you see the video online? You gave a birthday present to a woman named Pastoral Heart, and that dress was plagiarized. ”

“...” Song Jiuyue stared at this damned woman with her teeth cut.

“You didn't design the championship, you dare say in front of so many people that you designed it, who knows if these years of selling leading women's clothing, will you also crown you with someone else's design. ”

“Don't you dare bet?” Song Jiuyue looked at this arrogant woman coldly.

The arrogant woman looked at her and said, "What's the bet? ”

“Each one of us designs a shirt to be sent anonymously to the internet to see who wins if they prefer a little more. ”

“And then what? ”

“I won, and you will bite my tongue in front of me again in the future, and I will never be polite to you. I'm your boss, please come back, I just want to give you a little report in front of him, you have to get the fuck out of here. I lost, you can say anything you want. I will ask President An to give me an independent office and hire me some assistants.” After that, Song Jiuyue had a slightly angry chin, showing an arrogant grin.

People listen, face to face, this gambling method, what do you think, winning and losing are all benefits to this woman?

The arrogant woman first stunned, then quickly returned to God, and made a despicable move towards Song Jiuyue, then cold-blooded with her nose: “Crazy. ”

And after that, I turned around, and I went back to my position, "This is crazy, I'm just an input clerk in the design department, and you're racing me with design, you want to crush me? ”

Listen to her, other people, all showed their contempt for Song Jiuyue, treat her like a psychopath, at work, never communicate with her, chat.

Song Jiuyue's face is very ugly.

At lunch, Chang-kyung brought her a message.

In a month's time, France will host a personal costume competition.

Individual competitions are competitions in their own name, without having to hang up in the name of the company.

This is a quinquennial clothing competition, held every year in France.

Moreover, in each country, a top winner will be selected, who will receive at least five million in prizes.

There may also be local business sponsorships, with more than five million in bonuses.

Five million--

This number, if Song Jiuyue had not looked at it before.

Now she's poor and in need of money.

After she heard the news, she was going to enter.

In her own country, her designs are arguably one of the best.

As long as she works hard, she will surely be the winner of the national award.

With this determination, Song Jiuyue began to work hard.

She got tired of walking out of Amy House until the rest of her colleagues left work at night.

She called a taxi and reported the name of a restaurant to the driver.

She just walked into the restaurant and saw two familiar figures.

Gu Xiao and Song are not worried.

They go to their exclusive positions.

Gentleman Gu Jiao is a Sung no worries pull chair.

After Song Wuxi sat down, he also gently extended his hand and put the hair in front of her behind his ear.