"I am the best designer in Gu's. Most of Gu's leading fashion sales are made by me. How can you treat me like this?"
"Could it be that I see you picking on my wife for no reason, and still act as if nothing happened? Song Jiuyue, I paid you a high salary to design clothes for Mrs. Gu, not to pick on my wife." Gu Yanhao said coldly.
"That's all." Song Wuyou said suddenly: "I'm not someone who has no measure at all, so there's no need to apologize, just go back to work."
Song Jiuyue stared fiercely at Song Wuyou with her eyes dimmed with tears, and went out with a sad heart.
Gu Yanhao bent over, gently pinched Song Wuyou's chin, and smiled charmingly: "Come to my office for dinner."
"Wait a while." Song Wuyou took his hand away, and showed him a few photos from the phone: "How is it?"
The photo was taken by her just now.
Seeing the cheongsam in the photo, Gu Yanhao's eyes became darker, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes: "It's beautiful!"
In his heart, there were turbulent emotions.
He stood up straight, holding the mobile phone tightly in his hand, his deep eyes walked past with a look of disbelief.
He looked at her, then at Xu Jing who was standing beside him silently, his eyes finally locked on Song Wuyou's face: "You didn't need a sewing machine, did you do this?"
"Miss did it by herself." Xu Jing didn't dare to take the credit.
Song Wuyou glanced at Xu Jing lovingly, "You also helped a lot."
Gu Yanhao also glanced at Xu Jing, "I'll give you a bonus."
Xu Jing was overwhelmed.
"It's a pity that such a beautiful cheongsam is given to Mrs. Jill like this." Gu Yanhao said pointedly.
"It's a pity, she has already sent five million to my account." Song Wuyou said with a smile.
She snatched the phone back from Gu Yanhao's hands. This is the second time she has made a lot of money in this world by relying on her own strength. She is very happy.
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows: "Two cheongsams only give you five million?"
Song Wuyou was surprised: "Five million is not enough?"
"If you promote Gu's, the annual sales will definitely exceed 50 billion."
When Xu Jing heard this, her eyes gleamed, so how much does the lady have to pay
"Really?" Song Wuyou seemed to have seen a lot of money.
"Of course." Gu Yanhao raised his head and gently touched the top of her head.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply: "Song Wuyou, I was shocked by you again. You make vintage clothes so well, and so do cheongsams."
He even couldn't believe that this was the Song Wuyou he knew.
Song Wuyou pursed his lips, not wanting him to have more doubts, so he had to lie, "Since I knew that Gu's was involved in clothing, I began to secretly learn to design clothing and learn how to make clothes by hand."
"You have to reward her for being so hardworking." Gu Yanhao pinched her pretty face.
Song Wuyou hated him for pinching her face, slapped his hand off, looked up at him: "What reward are you going to give me?"
"What do you want?" Gu Yanhao pursed his lips, smiling alluringly and evilly.
"I haven't thought of it yet. I'll tell you when I think of it."
"I will reward you with my body and mind, do you want to?" Gu Yanhao bent over and leaned forward with a handsome face.
Song Wuyou's eyes shone brightly, carefully looking at the handsome face in front of him.
The arc of the man's lips was perfect, his smile was sinister, bewitching, and his deep eyes were like a whirlpool, trying to suck her in.
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Young Master Gu, are you starting to flirt with girls? In this way, is it really good