Chapter 415: Whose Is It?
's phone call wasn't good, Lin Ruochu thought Fu Mo寒 would stand her up again. She had already made up her mind and was going to go to the Fu Group to visit Fu Mo寒's office in person and tell him that...This week, Lin Jinran has been preparing for the press conference. The company's press conference can't have any mistakes, and every day Lin Jinran gets together with Xu Xiaoxiao to go over each process.
Lin Jinran knew that Xu Xiaoxiao and Zheng Mengyao were close, and she disliked Xu Xiaoxiao. Therefore, besides work matters, she wouldn't interact with Xu Xiaoxiao much.
Time flies, the press conference is ready for everything except the east wind, and that east wind is time.
The press conference was scheduled for the next day. Lin Jinyan, who would be participating, felt unusually nervous and anxious, hoping that her efforts over this period had not been in vain.
However, coming a day before the press conference was Lin Ruochu's birthday.
Two days ago, Lin Jinran contacted Ji Yunting and listened to his opinion. She bought a set of high-end cosmetics with very exquisite packaging.
She also placed it early in Fu Mo'han's study, the most prominent position, so that the man could easily see what she had bought.
For her, the mission was accomplished.
Fu Mo Han was indeed as Lin Jin Ran had thought, entering the study and seeing a beautifully packaged box. As for what was inside, he wasn't interested.
Over the past few days, their relationship had once again plummeted to freezing point. He could sense that Lin Jinran was deliberately avoiding him, and a flash of anger crossed his dark eyes.
In his view, Lin Jinran was a bit unreasonable and even had a deep misunderstanding of Lin Ruochu. It was most likely related to Ji Yun Ting's hospitalization last time.
Better to believe a friend than a sister, Fu MoHan's eyes sank slightly.
In her bedroom, Lin Jinran was holding the information sheet that Ji Yun Ting had given her last time and was drawing. She had been too busy lately to even think about this matter.
In two days, she'll basically be free, and she can use her free time to do this.
"Click." The bedroom door creaked open.
The moment he heard the sound, Lin Jinran quickly pressed something under his pillow, turned his back to the door, and lay down with his eyes closed.
When the door creaked open, she lay there quietly, seemingly asleep.
Fu Mo'han slowed his pace, walking a few steps to the bed and looking down at Lin Jinran's back from above, his black eyes deep and unfathomable.
As he was about to leave, his gaze suddenly fell on a white piece of paper at the corner of the pillow. Fu Mo Han bent down and reached out to take it.
Lin Jinran, who was not asleep, suddenly held his breath and dared not move. He continued to pretend to be asleep, motionless.
The piece of paper in his hand, Fu Mo Han had seen it before. It was Lin Jin Ran's work, besides the information he had seen on it, there was already a simple outline drawing on the side, a men's suit.
His sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and if last time he believed it was work, this time it was hard to believe.
He clearly remembered the DHS report from a few days ago, stating that the design department was focusing on women's clothing. Why would Lin Jinyan randomly make men's clothing designs
Lin Jinran is asleep right now, and Fu Mo'han doesn't intend to wake her up to ask. He holds the paper in his long fingers and turns away from the bedroom.
After returning to the study, I immediately called Leng Jue and ordered, "Find out if the DHS design department has recently given any menswear drawings to Lin Jinran."
Hanging up the phone, Fu Mochen clutched the blueprint in his hand, his face sinking.
Ten minutes later, he received Leng Jue's cold reply. During this time, HDS's focus was on women's clothing and there wasn't a men's line allocated to Lin Jin Dye.
That is to say, Lin Jinran lied to him at the time.
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