His tone was slightly reproachful, and he looked at Mu Shiyue's red hands with complicated eyes, and his eyes tightened. This woman is really crazy, she can be so desperate for a few useless drawings!

But Mu Shiyue broke free from his hand angrily, picked up the dirty drawings on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Although these manuscripts were not drawn by me just now, nor are they intended to be used this time, they are also The designers of our company came out after not sleeping well for several days and nights, they have their value, although they are not used this time, but next time, as long as they have a good idea and theme, and a little modification, it will be another masterpiece.”

Han Feixuan looked at it with a proud face, "So?"

"So, in my eyes, they are all important, every one of them is important, understand?" Mu Shiyue said.

Han Feixuan nodded, "Understood, what about your hands?"

A pair of eyes were as black as lacquer, and she looked at her without any tenderness, "Aren't hands important? Do you know her value? As the chief designer of Korean style, if something happens to your hands, you know how much you will lose." ?”

Value and loss, Mu Shiyue understood the meaning of his words. She was a little disappointed with Han Feixuan's exhaustive attitude, endured the displeasure in her heart, raised her eyebrows proudly, and said with a smile, "It's okay, since I I can step up to the position of chief, even if I don't have these two hands, I can still draw pictures with my feet and mouth, and I will definitely not let Mr. Han suffer any loss."

After finishing speaking, she carefully put the soiled artwork aside and waited for her to dry it.

Han Feixuan looked at her silently, saw that she finished all the movements, lowered her head and continued to draw with a pencil, guessing that her hands were fine, so she didn't say anything else.

When the dinner was delivered, Nie Fanduo still did it himself, serving the two of them humbly.

But this time, the moment she entered the door, Mu Shiyue hastily embraced everything in front of her, with an undisguised look of vigilance.

Han Feixuan saw it, and his deep black eyes narrowed.

Nie Fanduo put the food on the coffee table, then smiled and said, "Mr. Han, Director Mu, let's eat first! Wait and get to work!"

Han Feixuan nodded, and then his eyes fell on Mu Shiyue. She was still holding the computer and various artworks in her arms with great care, which seemed a bit funny.

Ke Mu Shiyue doesn't care about these things anymore. You have to know how many days of hard work she and the design team have spent on these drawings, and it took her a whole day to sort out the clues. That little black hand is poisonous, and it's really over.

In the quiet atmosphere, Han Feixuan didn't speak, but just watched quietly. Nie Fanduo also turned sideways, and the eyes of the two met her body by coincidence. Mu Shiyue sighed helplessly, so she had to say, "Secretary Nie, It's none of your business here, go out!"

Nie Fanduo, who received the deportation order, was very unwilling. She turned to look at Han Feixuan, and said in a weak voice, "Boss Han..."

Han Feixuan's thoughts were still immersed in the heavy work, and he was not in the mood to cause a fight between the two women, so he waved his hands at Nie Fanduo, moved his thin lips, and said, "Get out!"

Nie Fanduo was so angry that she wanted to stomp her feet, but she had no choice but to pant a few times in displeasure, and turned around to go out.

After she left, Mu Shiyue put down the things in her arms with a little peace of mind, tidied up briefly, and started to eat.

She was almost finished eating, and looked up at Han Feixuan again. He didn't have any intention of eating at all. He was still focused on the computer, tapping on it with his slender fingers without stopping for a moment.

After hesitating for a while, Mu Shiyue asked him, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"You eat first, don't worry about me." Han Feixuan is a complete workaholic. As soon as he starts working, he has already forgotten about whether to eat or not.

"The work can't be done in a short time, how can you not eat?" She said in a long-winded sentence.

As soon as the words came out, Han Feixuan smiled, raised his eyes and glanced at her, jokingly, "Why? Do you feel sorry for me?"

Mu Shiyue's cheeks were slightly red, and she quickly explained, "No, I'm just afraid that you will starve to death before you finish your work!"

She still has such a vicious tongue, no matter when she always maintains a superior arrogance, this is Mu Shiyue, she will treat others with whatever attitude others treat her, and even double it.

Han Feixuan sneered, and kept working, saying, "According to the analysis of foreign scientists, after a person is full of wine and food, the brain's reaction is not as fast as when they are hungry, so when I usually work, They seldom eat."

After a pause, he added, "Wait until Fanduo will bring coffee in, I'll just drink the coffee."

Mu Shiyue's face darkened in an instant, and she joked coldly, "It seems that your female secretary understands you!"
Han Feixuan glanced at her, but rarely paid attention to her, and didn't speak.

Mu Shiyue looked at the food in front of her again, and thought about what he just said, why did she always feel that there was something in his words, mocking her slow brain response!

Forget it, she didn't have the appetite to continue eating, so fortunately she sorted it out and threw it in the trash can.

After going to the indoor bathroom to wash her hands, and then returning to work, Han Feixuan asked her, "Why don't you eat?"

She said coldly, "I'm afraid that if I'm too full, my brain will react slowly and I won't be able to keep up with Mr. Han's rhythm, and I will be fired again. What should I do?"

Sarcasm, self-deprecating.

After hearing this, Han Feixuan just smiled and said, "You are the chief designer, do you think I will just make excuses and fire you easily?"

If he could do that, Han Feixuan would have fired her four years ago, why wait until now?
Mu Shiyue also knows that her position was promoted by Han Mingxin when she became the chairman, and her ability is obvious to all in the company. There are also several high-ranking directors in the entire Han family who want to dismiss her. She, based on Han Feixuan's opinion alone, is of no importance at all.

After finishing the work at hand, it was already early morning.

Han Feixuan raised his head from the computer with great difficulty, shook his neck, then stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, looked at his watch, and exclaimed, "It's already 03:30 in the morning!"

He turned around and looked at Mu Shiyue who was on the sofa with a calm face, "Why don't you go home now!"

After a pause, he added, "I can go back with you."

"no need!"

It was rare for Han Feixuan to propose in a good mood, but was rejected by Mu Shiyue's cold voice.

She added, "I have to go to work at eight o'clock, and I don't have a few hours to worry about. How many hours can I sleep when I go back?" Besides, when I go back, she has to find ways to deal with her mother-in-law, Shen Jiaren.

Recently, since Mu Hewan went to ask for an explanation because of Nie Fanduo's stay in the Han family, Shen Jiaren has become more and more dissatisfied with Mu Shiyue. .

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