306 Nothing
"Friend?" Xiao Moye sneered and looked at Mr. Wei.
There was a thin layer of sweat on Mr. Wei's forehead. Even though the opponent was younger than him, the oppressive feeling he was watching by the opponent made him secretly startled.
"The designer of your company and I have never been friends." Xiao Moye's indifferent voice reached Mr. Wei's ears, and Fang Ting'er's face became pale and pale in an instant.
"Why not? Huanhuan and I have been best friends for four years in college, and you and Huanhuan are..." Fang Ting'er was anxious, and instinctively wanted to show the relationship between her and Xiao Moye in front of President Wei. Prove that she didn't lie before.
Because at this moment, not only Mr. Wei, but also other colleagues in the company and other celebrities in the business world are watching this scene. If she can't get things done right here, then don't say that she is going ahead, she doesn't have to stay in the company anymore.
Fang Ting'er saw that Xiao Moye had no reaction, and turned to Wu Shao who was aside, "Brother Wu, you can also say a few words for me, don’t you also know the relationship between Xiao Moye and Huanhuan? !"
Wu Shao had been to the apartment before and cooked porridge for Chu Huan. At that time, Fang Ting'er thought Wu Shao was kind and unassuming, so he and Chu Huan called Wu Shao Brother Wu and made a few jokes.
But now, Wu Shao looked at her indifferently, and said casually, "Sorry, I don't think I'm familiar with you yet enough to make you call me Brother Wu."
In a word, it is clearing the relationship between each other.
Fang Ting'er's face was even whiter, so white that there was almost no blood.
Her lips were trembling, and even her hands were trembling. She looked at Wu Shao, only to feel that she was completely different from her previous cordial appearance.
And Xiao Moye no longer looked at Fang Ting'er, as if this person did not exist at all. He just said to Mr. Wei, "Mr. Wei, I hope you will investigate this matter and give me an explanation. I don’t want to have it. Other people wear the same clothes as mine."
President Wei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly, "It must be!" In any case, Xiao Moye can't offend him!
"Then I have something to do, let's go first!" Xiao Moye walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall.
Fang Ting'er looked at Xiao Moye's back, and looked at Wu Shao who was looking at her at the moment. The other person's eyes seemed to be mocking and sympathetic.
That look is like a death sentence!
The next moment, her legs could no longer support the weight of her body, Fang Ting'er sank down on the ground, her heart feeling cold!
When Xiao Mo Ye attended the banquet, Chu Huan was working overtime in his unit. Because it was Saturday and there were few people in the unit, and the boss, supervisor and secretary were not in the company, Chu Huan was still very relaxed mentally. Xiao Chen laughed and made noises while working.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen seemed to think of something, and suddenly said, "Yes, Chu Huan, I wanted to ask you something a few days ago, but I always forgot. Are you talking to a designer named Fang Ting'er? Know?"
"Yes, she and my friend." Chu Huan nodded, a little surprised how the other party knew Ting'er's name.
"Oh, it's no wonder." Xiao Chen muttered.
"No wonder what?"
"It's no wonder that the dress you made for your boyfriend was very similar to one of Fang Ting'er's series of costumes, uh, it seemed almost exactly the same." Xiao Chen recalled. She had seen the dress made by Chu Huan himself.
Chu Huan was a joke, "Exactly the same?"
"Yes, my friend was in charge of promotional activities in that company. His company had a fashion competition that day. He was in charge of taking pictures. When I went to his house, I saw those photos. One of the clothes was the same as yours." Xiao Chen reported the name of the company, and Chu Huan heard that it was Fang Ting'er's company.
"Chu Huan, did you discuss the design of this dress together?" Xiao Chen asked curiously, because before, she remembered that Chu Huan had said that she designed it herself.
But since it is a friend, it is not surprising to design a piece of clothing together. This is also a common occurrence in the design world.
She couldn't hear what Xiao Chen said next, she just kept thinking about why Ting'er's design was the same as hers!
Ting'er has shown all her design drawings, is it possible? Could it be what she imagined? Will her best friend do such a thing
"Xiao Chen, can you lend me a look at those photos taken by your friend?" Chu Huan said, only feeling that his throat was very dry. It seemed that a short sentence had to be said with all his strength.
When Fang Ting'er returned to the apartment, she watched Chu Huan sitting on the chair in the living room, looking at her with a strange look. There were sadness, confusion, sorrow, and disappointment in this look... so that Fang Ting'er stopped abruptly when she wanted to go back to the room.
She wanted to ask if Xiao Moye had already said something, but before she could say it, she saw the pictures on the table.
Each one is a series of photos taken by the company in the design competition. She has also seen these photos in the company. Unexpectedly, I would see it here.
Did Xiao Moye give these photos to Huanhuan? Or was it given by someone else? At this moment, Fang Ting'er has no courage to ask. It turned out that I originally thought that I would be able to hide from the sky, but I didn't expect that it was only a few days away from the game and it was discovered!
In the company, in the middle of the banquet, after Mr. Wei, Master Mei and Luo Lin brought her into the office, the series of questions made her completely helpless. And the cold indifference of Xiao Moye and Wu Shao made her suddenly understand what Du Hai said—if Chu Huan hadn't had it, she would actually be nothing!
People like them are at peace with her because Chu Huan and her are best friends. And if once she betrayed Chu Huan and betrayed Chu Huan’s trust, then she actually...
"Ting'er." Chu Huan's voice suddenly sounded in the living room, and Fang Ting'er was shocked, "Why do you want to do this?" Yes, why do you want to do this? On the way back, Chu Huan kept thinking about this question again and again. If it weren't for these photos, she would never believe that her friends would do such a thing.