My Genius Son And His Billionaire Daddy

Considering that she came to work in the new company on her first day, Su Meng chose a very gentle workplace dress for herself.

Loose white long sleeve shirt, light pink hip skirt, black square bag on the back, and white thick heel sandals on the feet.

Straight hair and simple make-up, because clothing and make-up is relatively simple, wearing earrings is also simple silver earrings, color is not out of the ordinary.

But she did not expect that such a simple dress in Lin Xiyu's mouth has become a dull word.

Since designer Lin does not welcome her, she does not rush forward.

She naturally took back the palm of her hand and said with a smile, "designer Lin is just as easy to dress up, and doesn't she also design fashionable clothes that customers like? It shows that the designer's ability has nothing to do with his own clothing style. Designer Lin, don't you think so? "

Lin Xiyu's dress is simple and sharp, which is different from her punk clothes.

Su Meng's words made her unable to refute at all. Her face was choked, but she laughed the next moment. "Then I hope that the design of designer Su can make my eyes shine. No matter whether you are sent by the head office or not, if you can't do it, I'll let you out of the house as well. "

"Then I will certainly do my best to make designer Lin look at it with new eyes."

Lin Xiyu didn't expect that the new designer had such a sharp tongue that he didn't succeed. Instead, he choked and turned away.

Bill's Chinese is not very good. He doesn't understand what Lin Xiyu and Su Meng said at all. He just sees that the atmosphere between them is not good. He reluctantly takes a look at Lin Xiyu's back and explains to Su Meng with embarrassment.

"Sue, Lin's design is great. He just has a bad temper. I hope you can be more tolerant and get along with each other to bring more innovative designs to the company. "

Su Meng waved her hand, "it doesn't matter. Let's talk about work and see if I need to do it now. "

Lin Xiyu's ridicule not only didn't make her feel conflicted, but also aroused her fighting spirit.

This time in autumn and winter, she must let Lin Xiyu shave her eyes and lower her noble head in front of her.

On her first day at work, Su Meng began to check a large number of Chinese autumn fashion styles in previous years, trying to find inspiration, and unconsciously worked overtime.

When she swept the time, it was already 5 p.m. and the kindergarten had been over for half an hour. She was startled and rushed to the door.

By the time we got to the kindergarten, the kindergarten was empty, and there were Mr. Wang and little Kaikai standing alone at the door.

With a small schoolbag on his back, little Kaikai rarely flattens his lips and stretches out his hands to Su Meng wrongly, "Mom!"

Su Meng looks at xiaokaikai's rare grievance and feels guilty to death. She kisses xiaokaikai hard and says, "honey, I'm sorry. Mom works too hard and forgets the time to pick you up. Can you forgive mom? "

Little Kaikai buried his head on his mother's neck and rubbed, "I can forgive you, but I have conditions."

"You say, no matter what it is, mother will promise you."

It's rare for a gifted son to take the initiative to show weakness. Su Meng's heart is almost softened. Naturally, it's what his son says.

Little Kaikai buried in his mother's arms face more than a flash of happy smile, "I want to play with my mother's old computer."

"Yes."