"The previous designer has returned to the company." Zhang Yan said while observing Fu Beimo's face.

Seeing that Fu Beimo's face was gloomy, Zhang Yan immediately changed his words: "Mr. Fu, do you think she needs to go back to her hometown again?"

Fu Beimo glanced at Zhang Yan coldly, and lightly opened his thin lips: "You decide."

Zhang Yan nodded and prepared to give instructions on this matter.

Before leaving the office, Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel funny.

Mr. Fu's way of chasing people is really novel.

At this time, Ye Qiaofei and Gong Xiucheng had signed a contract, and the regulations in the contract were all in her favor.

"Master Gong, aren't you afraid of losing money?" Ye Qiaofei raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

From the moment he saw Ye Qiaofei, Gong Xiucheng's eyes were always on Ye Qiaofei: "Just think of it as my making it up to you."

make up?

Ye Qiaofei felt a chill in his heart: "That's unnecessary, I don't need to make up for it."

She just wants to make some money.

Just when the two were about to shake hands and cooperate, a figure appeared at the door of the office.

"Ye Qiaofei!" Ye Wanwan stormed into the office aggressively, staring at Ye Qiaofei intently.

Seeing Ye Wanwan, Gong Xiucheng was frightened and stood up: "Wanwan, why are you here?"

Ye Wanwan did not answer Gong Xiucheng's question. She walked directly to Ye Qiaofei and said, "You asked Mr. Fu to put pressure on brother Xiucheng, right?"

What does it mean that she asked Fu Beimo to put pressure on Gong Xiucheng?

Ye Qiaofei was about to retort when Gong Xiucheng said hastily: "Wanwan, haven't I already explained it to you? This matter is my fault and has nothing to do with Qiao Fei, let alone Mr. Fu."

"Qiao Fei?" Ye Wanwan prolonged her voice and raised her voice suddenly: "You actually called her so affectionately!"

"Wanwan, don't make trouble." When Gong Xiucheng persuaded Ye Wanwan, he couldn't help but look at Ye Qiaofei's expression with his peripheral vision.

He was very concerned about Ye Qiaofei's opinion of him.

"I'm not making trouble!" Ye Wanwan didn't want to quarrel with Gong Xiucheng. She suddenly changed her face towards Ye Qiaofei: "Sister, if you want this project, just tell me and I will give it to you."

"Miss Ye, I think you misunderstood." Ye Qiaofei glanced at Gong Xiucheng and guessed that Gong Xiucheng had not told Ye Wanwan the complete truth: "I suggest you ask your boyfriend."

Ye Qiaofei stood up and looked at the contract in his hand: "I will send the design work to Gong in three days."

After saying that, Ye Qiaofei turned and left.

Ye Wanwan saw that Gong Xiucheng's eyes were filled with reluctance, and she tightened her hands, a flame of jealousy igniting in her heart.

It’s all because Ye Qiaofei’s vixen-like face confused Gong Xiucheng!

"Brother Xiucheng, what are you looking at?" Ye Wanwan asked softly, pretending to be calm.

Hearing Ye Wanwan's voice, Gong Xiucheng came back to his senses: "It's nothing, Wanwan, why are you here?"

Ye Wanwan pouted and said aggrievedly: "I missed you and wanted to come and see you, but when I saw my sister, I thought that the project that originally belonged to me fell into my sister's hands."

After saying that, Ye Wanwan got into Gong Xiucheng's arms aggrievedly: "Brother Xiucheng, I'm so sad."

Gong Xiucheng was willing to take the soft side rather than the hard side. Ye Wanwan was like this, and his heart melted: "I'm sorry, Wanwan, it's my fault that made you feel wronged."

Ye Wanwan leaned in Gong Xiucheng's arms and began to think of strategies to attack Ye Qiaofei.

Ye Qiaofei left Gong's house and saw a Maybach parked in front of the Gong Group.

Ye Qiaofei took a look at the license plate number and knew it was Zhang Yan's car.

As soon as she approached the Maybach, Zhang Yan rolled down the car window: "Young madam, Mr. Fu asked me to pick you up to go to Fu's."

"Okay." Ye Qiaofei opened the back seat door, got into the car, and asked, "Mr. Fu, did you say you have anything to do with me?"

"Mr. Fu just asked me to help you resolve the public opinion about you online."

Zhang Yan said, watching Ye Qiaofei's expression through the rearview mirror: "Mr. Fu asked me to take you to Fu's. I want to discuss with you whether to expose the people who are spreading public opinion."

Is this really the case?

Ye Qiaofei didn't quite believe it.

If Fu Beimo really just wanted to discuss with her, Fu Beimo could have asked Zhang Yan to discuss with her, or negotiate with her after returning to Fu's house. Why should he let Zhang Yan take her to Fu's house?

Ye Qiaofei was thinking about the reason, and a ridiculous idea appeared in her mind.

Could it be that Fu Beimo wanted to see her?

In just a moment, Ye Qiaofei gave up this idea.

Who is Fu Beimo, and how could he be the kind of love brain she thinks he is?

It is estimated that Fu Beimo has other things besides discussing this matter with her.

After a while, the car stopped at the entrance of Fu Group.

After Zhang Yan got out of the car, he helped Ye Qiaofei open the back seat door: "Young madam, please."

Ye Qiaofei got off the car, entered the Fu Group, and took the president's office directly to the top floor.

"Knock knock knock——"

Ye Qiaofei knocked on the office door.

"Come in." Fu Beimo's clear voice came from the office.

Ye Qiaofei pushed the door open and met Fu Beimo's bottomless dark eyes: "Mr. Fu, what do you want from me?"

"Zhang Yan found out that the person spreading public opinion is Shen Yanru. Do you want to expose him?"

Ye Qiaofei had long guessed that the person spreading public opinion would be one of Ye Qiaofei and Shen Yanru.

"No need." Ye Qiaofei didn't intend to expose it.

It would be pointless to deal with them so quickly.

Fu Beimo nodded slightly and was not surprised. He had expected Ye Qiaofei's answer.

He took out a contract and pushed it in front of Ye Qiaofei.

"This is?" Ye Qiaofei's beautiful eyes flashed with confusion.

I heard Fu Beimo reply: "Fu needs a designer for a project, and I want to hand it over to you."

"Leave it to me?" Ye Qiaofei was stunned.

The last time Fu Beimo gave her a project, it was because Fu's designer returned to his hometown.

What's the reason this time?

"Yeah." Fu Beimo nodded slightly and kept his face straight as he lied: "Zhang Yan said that the designer in charge of the project has returned to his hometown, so he needs you to complete the project."

Back to your hometown again?

Ye Qiaofei looked at Fu Beimo suspiciously, but thinking that Fu Beimo had no need to lie to her, he responded: "Okay."

Ye Qiaofei looked through the regulations in the contract. When he saw that he needed to stay at Fu's during the design period, Ye Qiaofei didn't care.

Just designing a work can be completed in half a day.

Just when Ye Qiaofei was about to sign, Fu Beimo suddenly said: "I am currently short of a secretary."

Ye Qiaofei raised his eyes and tilted his head towards Fu Beimo: "What does Mr. Fu mean?"

Is it possible that he needs her to find a secretary for him?

She didn't major in human resources. Where could she find a secretary for Fu Beimo?

Besides, as long as Fu Beimo wants, there are many women rushing to be his secretary.

But the next second, the curve of the corner of Ye Qiaofei's mouth froze.
Chapter completed!