Little milk bag looking for relatives

"I will choose white shoes." Shen Siwan said with a smile, "I have flat feet, so white shoes are more suitable for me."

Lu Yunting suddenly clenched his fist.

really……

But he asked unwillingly, "If you don't consider comfort, what if you just say you like it?"

"The one that fits the feet is the most likable."

Lu Yunting's heart sank little by little.

The little white shoes were bought by the little uncle for Han Tezhu.

And the high heels...the high heels were carefully selected by him after a whole morning.

Sensing Lu Yunting's sudden loss, Shen Siwan wondered, "Yunting, you seem to be in a bad mood?"

"Maybe...can you try high heels?" Lu Yunting asked cautiously, "Just...try it, maybe you will like it?"

Shen Siwan gradually realized that this was not an ordinary multiple choice question.

She looked at Lu Yunting, her eyes were full of seriousness and shyness, "If you personally choose it for me, I will give it a try, even if the shoes don't fit, I am willing to find a way to overcome these problems. "

Lu Yunting smiled.

The fundus of the eye is bright and bright.

He approached Shen Siwan little by little, and slowly stretched out his hand to grab her hand, "I will try my best to make the road ahead calm, so that you can walk smoothly even in high heels."

"Mommy, look at my little monster's tail is swollen... oops! I didn't see anything!"

Xiaotuanzi covered his eyes and ran away.

But after running a few steps, he ran back with a "da da da".

The two people in the office had already let go of their hands, their cheeks were flushed.

Xiaotuanzi climbed onto Lu Yunting's lap, "Baji" kissed him heavily on the face, "Hello, daddy-to-be!"

Shen Siwan's face turned even redder.

The emails that were sent were like sinking into the ocean.

Lu Yunting used the power of the Lu family to put pressure on the exhibition, so the exhibition sent back a blueprint via email the next morning.

All the designers gathered around the computer, holding their breath and waiting for the drawings to be loaded.

After 100% loading, everyone was shocked.

"90.00% coincidence rate..."

"How is it possible, these details were clearly finalized by everyone at the meeting! Someone must be framing Jo's studio!"

"Yes, look at the design of this corner. Considering the problem of rainwater infiltration, we have exactly the same idea of ​​using flower mud instead of flower soil. How is this possible? There are five designers in the studio, and there are a thousand Hamlets in every thousand people." , even if the concept is exactly the same, how could the tiny details be exactly the same!"

In the office, voices rang out one after another.

"Sister Jo, did you find anything?"

Luo Yi found that Shen Siwan had been staring at the drawing and frowning, without speaking from the beginning to the end.

I saw her fingertips dancing quickly on the keyboard. After special processing, the creation time of the drawings slowly emerged on the computer.

Luo Yi's eyes widened, "It was just created at ten o'clock last night..."

But the exhibits sent by the studio to the competition were finalized and sent a week ago...

"Someone is framing us." Shen Siwan made a soft decision, "I will submit the evidence to the exhibition to protest now. I will never accept this kind of dirty water."

Other designers followed suit.

"Yes! We must protest to the end, this is also to safeguard our normal rights and interests!"

"Sister Jo, I support you!"

The exhibits they designed after a week of hard work, why should they be accused of plagiarism?

And let their studio withdraw from the competition? !

This is unfair!

"But you must submit a paper certificate to protest...but people from our studio are no longer allowed to enter or leave the exhibition." Luo Yi said distressedly.

"Then go with someone else."

Shen Siwan said calmly.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yunting took the evidence prepared by Jo's studio to the "Autumn Scent" exhibition, gearing up very excitedly.

This is the first time Siwan asked him to do it, and he must do a good job.

Let's talk about the truth first, and if the truth doesn't make sense, don't blame him for using special methods.

Dare to pour dirty water on Siwan, does this Zhanzi still want to hang out in Tongcheng?
Hehe, he didn't get the title of Tongcheng Little Demon King for nothing!

Using the beauty trick, Lu Yunting successfully asked the lady at the front desk for the location of the leader's office.

With a pile of documents between them, Lu Yunting walked away with long legs, but when he just walked to the second floor, a familiar figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Shen Jiajia?
Why is she here? !
Lu Yunting subconsciously hid himself in a corner, and leaned out slightly to look at the corridor.

A potbellied man invited Shen Jiajia in respectfully.

After pondering for a while, Lu Yunting tiptoed up and put his ear on the door.

Gradually, his eyes widened.

Ten minutes later, Lu Yunting left the exhibition with a complicated expression, and drove to Lu's Group.

"A rare guest."

Lu Linchuan raised his head from the pile of documents and teased.

It's not that there is no hope for Lu Yunting to participate in the work of Lu's Group, and he even chose business administration as a major in foreign countries, but Lu Yunting can't read well, and after returning to China, he is even more secretive about the word Lu's Group.

It seems that letting him come to the company will eat him.

Lu Yunting sat down in front of Lu Linchuan, and looked at him across the office, "Little uncle, I want to tell you something, very serious."

"That's what you told me last time when you got drunk and got into a fight at the bar."

Lu Yunting, "..."

Fortunately, there were no outsiders, otherwise his fame would have been ruined.

"Uncle, this time is different, what I said is really serious!"

Lu Linchuan raised his eyes wearily, with a half-smile in his eyes, "The last time you played truant and returned home, you told me the same thing."

Lu Yunting was speechless, "...Little Uncle, you have changed."

Lu Linchuan simply bowed his head and crawled among the documents.

Special Assistant Han came in to deliver hot milk to Lu Linchuan, and seeing Lu Yunting was there, he was so surprised that his subordinates almost lost their balance.

"It's a hot day, little uncle, you still drink hot."

"It's good for the stomach." Lu Linchuan looked at Lu Yunting again while drinking warm milk, "Are you going to keep staring at me like this?"

Well, this is a hint that he has something to say quickly, and hurry up if he has nothing to do.

Lu Yunting put the folder in front of Lu Linchuan, "Shen Jiajia reported to the 'Autumn Scent' art exhibition that Jo's preliminary exhibits were plagiarized, but after verification, it was Shen Jiajia who tampered with it behind the scenes. This is the relevant evidence."

"Currently, Jo Studio has been disqualified from the competition, and the exhibitor has also submitted a suggestion to the committee to observe it. That is to say, once this matter becomes a reality, Jo Studio will not be eligible to participate in any exhibition in Tongcheng."

Lu Linchuan put down his cup, and after flipping through the relevant documents, ice turned into his deep eyes.