My Genius Son And His Billionaire Daddy

Su Meng was so tired that she forgot to set the alarm clock on Sunday night after moving home in a hurry at the weekend.

According to the company's rules and regulations, if you clock in late, you will not be able to make full attendance this month, and you will have to deduct 100 yuan as the company's activity fund.

Su Meng decided to punish herself three times. Although 300 yuan is not much, at least everyone here thinks Su Meng has a good attitude to admit her mistake.

Bill looks better in the chair.

Lin Xiyu and she do not deal with, cold hum a, "you are late enough to delay time, you quickly talk about the design draft, I still have work to do."

Su Meng did not talk nonsense and began to show her design draft one by one.

Although her work efficiency last week is not high, she has guaranteed the quality of her design drawings.

She put a lot of thought into every suit.

Winter clothes are mainly coats, with elegant H-shape and cocoon shape popular in recent years. The shape of each piece reveals elegance.

There are shirts, knitwear and sweaters in the upper part of the body, which are mainly solid colors.

The lower part of the body is the most elegant skirt with buttocks, but Su Meng has done a lot of work on the hem and waist, which makes her not so rigid.

Snow element is well used by Su Meng in every piece of clothes, such as corsage, belt and hat. With these small decorations, it adds a little bit of playfulness and vitality to the clothes.

Every suit looks very harmonious. If you look at it carefully, you will find that Su Meng has spent a lot of time on many details.

Everyone looked at the clothes in amazement and had to admit that Su Meng was a prize winning designer.

Lin Xiyu looks at the design draft on the screen. The smile on her face is gone, and her palm on the table becomes a fist.

Bill was more satisfied with the direct applause, "perfect, really perfect!"

Of course, after the meeting, Su Meng also took the initiative to go to bill to admit the mistake of sending email late.

Bill looked at Su Meng and looked a little haggard. He couldn't help caring and said, "Sue, if you need any help from the company, you can say it directly."

Su Meng shook her head and thought of Zhao Zhijun's family. She said with a bitter smile, "thank you bill for your concern, but I don't need it for the moment."