Mu Fei suddenly closed his eyes. "No, I can't think about it anymore. How could the man six years ago be Qin Yzheng who interviewed me today?"
This kind of misunderstanding was too ridiculous...
In the office of President Dongyuan.
Qin Yinsheng's chief assistant took the information after the interview this morning and saw that there were only three people who could satisfy Qin Yichen in the end.
After following Qin Yzheng into the office, he asked, "Boss Qin, are you sure it's these three people?"
This time, the designers' selection was very important. After that, they had to work together to design a big investment company from the East. That was why Boss Qin was so busy that he went to the bottom to choose people himself.
Qin Yichen put out the cigarette between his fingers and stretched out his hand to pull his collar, indicating his assistant to put down the information of the three designers. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Did you write a phone call yesterday?"
The assistant was stunned. "Yes, but Boss Qin, you just got off the plane yesterday and said that you lost your contact information by accident." In fact, there was another thing. The assistant wondered if he should say it out.
Qin Yichen saw that he was hesitating. He frowned and knocked on the office table. "What did he say?"
"He said that Miss Mu Fei is his disciple and a famous teacher produces a brilliant student. If... uh, Boss Qin doesn't like Mu Fei... except for his bad vision, he is afraid that his student will still be with you, the so-called... genius of design."
"Ahem." After his assistant finished speaking, he hurriedly found an excuse to slip away.
The drawman who was far away from France was an alumni of Qin Yzheng. They were also enemies and friends. They had been competing with each other for so many years.
However, Qin Yzheng rarely took the initiative to draw paintings by himself now. He was indeed very talented in design.
But his student...
Qin Yichen reached out his hand and stroked his chin. He thought of the painting of theara princess. It was so poor that the things she drew in private were not even at the level of primary school students. How good was the design?
As soon as Mu Fei found the key, the door of the apartment was opened from the inside.
The five-year-old daughter Mu Jingjing stood at the door, with a colorful straw in her mouth.
The little girl was white and tender, and her big eyes were watery, showing a sense of intelligence.
"Mom, why did you come back so early?"
Mu Jingjing tilted her head and looked at her mother.
The beautiful scenery grew up abroad. When it came to Chinese, biting words was always a little strange, but the soft voice was very cute.
Mu Fei opened the security door and went straight in. He kicked off his shoes at the porch. "Mom will come back early to accompany you... Ah! Mu Jingjing, what did you do?"
The whole house was in a mess.
The whole living room was in a mess, and the bolsters were all over the floor. The whole room seemed to have just been torn by a tornado.
Mu Fei's temple throbbed heavily.
Jing Yu seemed to know that she was in trouble. She lowered her head and meditated for a while. Then she raised her head and looked at the furious Mu Fei with very sincere eyes. "Mom, don't be angry. Once you are angry, you will be ugly. Have you forgotten Uncle Jke who used to live next door? He said that you are the most beautiful when you smile."
"Don't mention that foreigner!"
"Mom, how can you call people a Japanese?" Little Jing blinked her big eyes. Her eyes were very beautiful with amber. Her eyelashes were long and curly.
Mu Fei didn't know who his daughter's father was, but she was definitely not an ugly man— Mu Fei's eyes were obviously inherited from his father.
On that night six years ago, she left her a child, but she knew nothing about the man. She didn't even see clearly what he looked like.
"Mu Jingjing, don't change the topic. It's not the time to talk about it. I just want to ask you, what did you do when I was not at home?"
Little Jing Shu blinked her eyes pitifully. "I just went downstairs for a walk with auntie. I saw a stray dog. It's very poor, so I, I picked it up."
Mu Fei, "..."
Then Mu Jingjing put her hands on her hips and shouted at the house, "Xixi, come out quickly. My mother is back."
"You gave it a name? Why do you call it Xitong?" Mu Fei felt that he was about to break down. Of course, she had come up with this idea countless times in the past two years.
Since Mu Jing Shan was three years old, she had been disguised as a little goblin and constantly tortured her!
"Because Xitong dew is my favorite food for mom and me." Mu Jingjing explained innocently, "Mom, only in this way can it be particularly cordial. You will definitely fall in love with Xitong."
Mu Fei, "..."
Before Mu Fei had time to argue with his daughter, his phone rang.
She took out her cell phone and found that her face looked even more terrible.