Hearing this, Qiao An smiled and said, "Director Park, don't worry! I promise to finish the work before the press conference!"

"Look, I redesigned a work, just make the fabric into flowers."

Park Youtian saw the design in Qiao An's hands, and nodded in satisfaction, "Well, you can figure it out."

"If it really doesn't work, use designer Tang's work." Park Yoochun said.

"Okay." Joan replied.

After Park Youtian left, Qiao An dropped the draft in his hand, and a treacherous smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

The instigator of this matter, she knew without guessing that it was Su Fangfang and Tang Mei who did it.

The purpose is to trouble her and prevent her from holding a press conference as scheduled.

"Oh, it's really self-inflicted!" Joan said.

Joan left the office and went to the pantry to pour water.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Hearing a few panicked footsteps, he saw Tian Liu's head sticking into the tea room.

"Designer Qiao!" Tian Liu looked at Qiao An in surprise.

Qiao An looked at Tian Liu's surprised look and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Tian Liu said and was about to step back.

Qiao An took a sip of water, looked at Tian Liu, "What is it, so mysterious?"

"Something happened!" Tian Liushen said mysteriously.

Qiao An stood there calmly when he heard Tian Liu say something happened.

In this company, the word "accident" is used most frequently.

One day, something will happen to this company.

It seems that something is not normal.

Looking at Qiao An's calm face, Tian Liu asked curiously, "Hey, Designer Qiao, aren't you curious about what happened?"

"Curious? But bad things happen in the company every day, I seem to be used to it!" Joan said calmly.

"That's true." Tian Liu thought about it carefully, and felt that what Qiao An said was right. Strange things happened in the company every day, and everyone had long been accustomed to it.

Joan nodded and walked out of the tea room.

Tian Liu, who was standing there, watched Qiao An go out, and immediately chased after him, "Hey, Designer Qiao, what happened today is different from the ghosts of the past."

Hearing Tian Liu's words, Qiao An looked sideways and said, "What earth-shattering thing happened again?"

"Go back to the office and take a look at our former respectful appearance of Mr. He." Tian Liu said.

Qiao An looked at Tian Liu curiously, looked around, and then asked gossipingly, "What happened to Mr. He's dignity?"

"It's really ugly." Tian Liu said while pretending to vomit.

Hearing Tian Liu's words, Qiao An was in a good mood, and walked towards the office on high heels.

With windy footsteps, he returned to the office with great vigor.

Just as Qiao An sat down, Tian Liu followed him in.

After moving the mouse a few times, Joan saw some pictures of ugly ghosts on the company's internal website.

Holding the mouse in one hand and resting his chin in the other, he flipped through the photos on the computer.

"Look, isn't it ugly?" Tian Liu put his head in front of Qiao An and said.

"Yeah." Joan nodded, it was so ugly that people dare not look directly at it.

These photos were exposed, and He Chuxia didn't know what mood he was in.

"Are these photos of Mr. He?" Qiao An thought about how completely different He Chuxia was before and now.

"Of course it is!" Tian Liu was afraid that Qiao An would not believe her, so she said with certainty.

Looking at the photos on the computer, Joan sighed, "This technical department is going to be in trouble again."

Hearing this, Tian Liu said, "Well, of course."

"However, over the years, the technical department has changed a few batches of people, but it didn't work. Now Mr. He doesn't bother to change people."

"At most, scold them a few words to calm down."

Tian Liu and Qiao An were discussing gossip in the office, while He Chuxia was in the office angrily, sweeping everything on the table to the floor.

He Wenhan saw that He Chuxia's mood became irritable, and he could only stand there and watch, there was nothing he could do.

"Don't let those idiots from the technical department delete these photos." He Chuxia's cheeks were trembling in anger.

He Wenhan looked at He Chuxia with a helpless expression on his face. He had already sent someone to do what she ordered.

Now it can be deleted on the company's internal website, but there is no way to delete it on the news media. He contacted several media, and a few forwarded it and agreed to delete it.

"Who the hell are those ugly photos?" He Chuxia yelled at He Wenhan, she yelled hoarsely, the veins on her neck were about to burst.

Damn it for exposing this ugly photo.

For He Chuxia, this kind of photos that would disappear, He Wenhan also expressed deep doubts about who had these photos.

He Chuxia was about to go crazy. Faced with such mysterious ghosts these years, she had no choice but to sit and wait for death.

He Chuxia's good mood completely disappeared because of this ugly photo incident.

"Wen Han! Did you find the hacker you were asked to find?" He Chuxia was furious at He Wenhan.

"Looking for someone, we are investigating." He Wenhan replied.

When He Chuxia heard this, he knew that there was no hope. He glanced at He Wenhan, "A reporter asked me, don't admit that it was me."

"Okay." He Wenhan nodded.

After He Chuxia finished speaking, the phone rang.

It was Zheng Wenli who called, "Xia Xia!"

"Hey, auntie!" He Chuxia immediately cheered up to deal with Zheng Wenli.

"Xia Xia, have you watched the news?" Zheng Wenli made this call with a purpose.

"Auntie, are you talking about the ugly photo incident mentioned on the Internet media?" He Chuxia knew very well in her heart that Zheng Wenli called her because of this incident.

"Hmm." Zheng Wenli was stunned when she saw the photo.

If that ugly ghost was really He Chuxia, Zheng Wenli would not be happy, and He Chuxia would marry into Mu's family.

Although the current science can turn an ugly ghost into a beautiful swan, it cannot change the ugly genes in the body, which is not good for the next generation.

"The media has always made up nonsense, just to catch people's attention..." He Chuxia said for a long time that the media truthfully distorted the facts.

He Chuxia's answer made Zheng Wenli understand that that ugly ghost was not He Chuxia.

When she heard that the ugly ghost that made people want to vomit was not He Chuxia, Zheng Wenli relaxed.

After saying a few polite words, Zheng Wenli hung up the phone.

"Fortunately, it's not Xia Xia, otherwise, with slanted eyes and crooked nose, she would definitely not be the mother of my Mu family's grandson." Zheng Wenli said to herself.

Zheng Wenli was rejoicing here, while He Chuxia hung up the phone and cursed, "Old hag, this news just came out, so I called to question her."

Turning around, looking at He Wenhan, He Chuxia ordered, "Wenhan, you must not let those reporters dig up my past photos."

"If I get dug out, I will never even think about entering Mu's house in this life."

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