Chapter 22 Mu Qingqing comes to visit

k7="Hmm..." Liu Xiaoqing's face flushed red, and she seemed to be at a loss as to how to start. Finally, she said, "The designers here are quite arrogant. Mr. Qiao, don't let them influence you. You are really capable, and you are also very gentle and not arrogant."

I didn't expect that she wanted to comfort herself.

Qiao Yanmeng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I won't be defeated so easily."

Liu Xiaoqing saw that she didn't care much, nodded, and went back to revise it.

Until the end of the get off work day, no other designer came to find Qiao Yanmeng.

Instead, customers came to us.

Qiao Yanmeng was very confused. She probably hadn't made a name for herself in China yet, so why would someone specifically ask her to design for them?

Walking into the living room, Qiao Yanmeng saw the person sitting on the sofa and immediately understood.

"Qiao Yanmeng, I really underestimated you. You got the position of Northern Europe director as soon as you came back." Mu Qingqing was wearing the latest Chanel model, covered in expensive jewelry, and looked at her with contempt.

"I think you came here today not just to mock me, right?" Qiao Yanmeng sat opposite her. Although she was wearing a simple black and white uniform, her aura overwhelmed Mu Qingqing.

This woman has really changed! Mu Qingqing frowned, thinking of her humiliation in the mall, she chuckled: "Of course, I came to you for design."

"I won't take your order, you can go back." After saying that, Qiao Yanmeng was about to get up.

Mu Qingqing was extremely embarrassed. "Qiao Yanmeng, why don't you accept my order? I'm a customer, is this how you treat a customer?"

"You know clearly whether you really want me to design it or not."

This bastard! Mu Qingqing cursed in her heart and said arrogantly: "Of course it's true, I have a fashion show next month, and I want to customize a necklace suitable for the show! Price is not a problem."

After that, she added: "Qiao Yanmeng, you know my profession. If you reject me, I will go on Weibo and tell everyone that Nordic designers are arrogant and will reject customers' orders at will!"

Mu Qingqing is a star who has been in the industry for many years and has millions of fans.

There was a cold look in Qiao Yanmeng's eyes. It seemed that she had to take this order. However, she would just treat it as an ordinary order.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Mu Qingqing curled her lips, a triumphant smile flashing in her eyes.

After Qiao Yanmeng had sorted out her request, Mu Qingqing left. Qiao Yanmeng had been busy all the time and walked out of the office when it was almost time to get off work. She saw that everyone in the design office was talking and laughing, and they instantly became quiet as soon as they saw Qiao Yanmeng.

"I don't think I need to remind you that this list is urgent and must be issued before Mrs. Su's daughter gets married." Qiao Yanmeng said calmly.

Liu Nana was disgusted by Qiao Yanmeng's calm expression, as if she was superior to others. She said: "We are all experienced designers, and we know our limits."

Qiao Yanmeng glanced at them and turned away.

As soon as she left, Liu Nana sneered: "It's so funny. You want to control us just because you got to the top by relying on your body. What a joke."

The other designers were a little panicked: "Boss Liu, what if we can't hand in the design drawings and Mrs. Su gets angry?"

"Don't worry, Madam Su will definitely come to confirm a few days in advance. After all, it concerns her daughter's marriage. We can design it first, but don't submit it. When Mr. Zhuang blames us, everyone will say that Qiao Yanmeng is unworthy of the position. Mr. Zhuang definitely doesn't want to offend Madam Su, and will definitely let Qiao Yanmeng go." Liu Nana said, "We can submit the design drawings after she leaves."

Everyone then felt relieved and praised Liu Nana for her intelligence.

Qiao Yanmeng drove her Mercedes-Benz to the Huating community.

At the door, he was stopped.

"Miss, are you our resident?" the security guard asked.

"Yes, I just moved here."

"But our system shows that there is no information about you."

Qiao Yanmeng brought the luggage over first, but the car came in with Old Madam Zhan and she forgot to record it at that time.

"Sorry, I forgot to record it. I will..."

A shrill sound of car noises was heard.

A Porsche was driving slowly behind us.

Mu Nanxuan got out of the car impatiently and walked over, but saw Qiao Yanmeng at a glance.