Chapter 3031: The designer's counterattack 12

  Chapter 3031 The designer's counterattack 12

  "This is really good-looking. I used to chase stars. From now on, I am going to chase Song and Mo only!! Compared with him, those male stars in the entertainment circle are not worthy of licking his feet!"

  "This is too beautiful, I am a little bit looking forward to who Song and Mo will choose today!"

   "It would be great if he could choose me!"

  "On your level, you can dream of you!"

"Quiet."

  The man standing on the stage only said two words, but he silenced the entire huge banquet hall, and it seemed that he could even hear the sound of a needle falling.

  He picked up the microphone slowly, standing under the light, and the temperament exuding from his whole body can make people feel that even the lights on the stage are not as shiny as his.

  "After returning to China this time, I will basically put my career in the country. Welcome everyone to support the banquet. I hope that the Song family can cooperate with you in the future."

  Song and Mo had finished speaking all the polite words expressionlessly, then walked to their place and sat down.

  Some courageous girls wanted to come forward to talk, but they were frightened back by Song Yumo's fluttering glance.

  For a time, Song and Mo seemed to have formed a vacuum zone, completely incompatible with the lively atmosphere next to them.

  Under such a strong momentum, no one dared to come forward and speak up, dare to be the first person to eat crabs.

   Assistant Wu saw this and couldn't help being silently anxious.

  He is the only staff member who has stayed with Song Yumo for the longest time, because the ancestor’s obsessive-compulsive disorder and the good and bad temper are not all people can bear. It should be said that humans can’t stand it.

  It’s just that I was raised in Song’s family since I was a child. I have a good relationship with Song and Mo. I have figured out the character of this ancestor. That’s why I stayed with this ancestor for the longest time.

  "This computer has the information of all the designers present and their best manuscripts. The clothes they wear are all designed and finished by hand."

Assistant Wu turned on the computer and placed it in front of Song Yumo. The whole person was like an old mother worrying about his son’s marriage, chattering endlessly, “Master Song, don’t be so absent-minded. There is nothing left in our closet. How many clothes are next, are you really going to go out in pajamas in the future??"

  Song Yumo frowned and listened to the helpless nagging. They seemed to be a little irritable, and then they said lazily, "Isn't it okay to go out in pajamas??"

   Assistant Wu:………………

  If you can’t find a suitable designer for this ancestor today, it is estimated that Master Song’s reputation will become Song Pajama President and Yomo...

  Flicking through for more than 20 minutes, Song Yumo almost pointed at ten lines at a glance, browsing the most famous drafts of domestic designers, but he didn't even look at them.

  This is what Song and Mo saw as a fright.

   "Big brother, didn't you pick one, let's not say you like it, let's just say that it looks a little bit pleasing to the eye?"

   Seeing that Song Yumo had read all the famous manuscripts of all the outstanding designers present, and still did not show a satisfied look, Assistant Wu's head dizzy, and he sighed inwardly, and he was finished.

  None of so many designers have taken a fancy to, and will really wear pajamas to go out in the future, Song Yumo will really become the domineering president who wears pajamas to go out every day in history.

   "There is no designer I want, you can handle it here, I'm leaving."

  Looking at the group of people who raised their glasses and talked with only interest in their eyes, Song and Mo suddenly felt bored. After a light glance at the people, they got up and wanted to leave.

   "My ancestor, how many do you choose, otherwise your mother will really kill me, I can't let you go out in pajamas!!"

  You must know that Mother Song is a woman who pays great attention to image. She has been elegant and beautiful throughout her life. If she sees her son go out in pajamas every day, then she should not be an assistant, because he will be unemployed...

   "What's the matter? Young Master Song is leaving?"

   "He is coming to our side!!!"

   "Hurry up and say hello, if you missed this opportunity, you may never see Master Song in this life!"

   "I'm going to go, you see him as if there is a knife hidden in his eyes, so indifferent, I dare not go forward and get a knife."

  Everyone stared at Song Yumo nervously.

  Song and Mo, as if they hadn’t seen them, opened their long legs and walked straight ahead.

   But when he reached the middle banquet place halfway, he saw the bright lavender in the crowd.

Very simple modification, the perfect proportion of the figure makes this simple lavender evening dress more and more stunning, and the fork from the root of the thigh, the looming white touch, is surprisingly retained. The look in Song Yumo's eyes.

   "Why did you like it?" Assistant Wu quickly followed, and his eyes instantly turned towards Song Yumo's eyes.

   "What a beautiful girl, what a beautiful dress."

  Looking at the past, even Assistant Wu, who has been with Song Yumo's knowledgeable side and has seen beautiful women around the world, subconsciously let out a surprise! !

  How can there be such a beautiful girl in this world, and the clothes designed are so beautiful.

  The most important thing is that the dress designed by this girl caught the attention of Song Yumo, the ancestor.

  The girl's designer number plate is 204. Assistant Wu was taken aback. How could there be a 204 brand, but the information displayed on his computer was only 203 designers.

  Is the staff negligent? Impossible, he specifically explained that one cannot be missed.

  Xu Tiantian stood not far away, clenched her fists with a nervous expression, Song Yumo, the man who was as tall as a god, actually put his eyes on the **** Yue Xi! ! !

  Absolutely not! ! !

The **** had stepped on her in the last life, and she couldn’t breathe at all. If it weren’t for the outstanding performance of Yuexi in her previous life, and the works she designed would have taken everyone’s attention away, she wouldn’t have been caught He was so disgusted that he was inferior to a commoner, and then he became the abandoned son of the family and married that abnormal old man! ! !

  I have been born again in this life, and with such an excellent plug-in, I must not let this woman step on my head again.

  Although Song and Mo's eyes were terrifying, Xu Tiantian clenched her fists, plucked up courage, and stepped forward with a smile.

  (End of this chapter)