Chatper 17 (1/2)

"Then what are you supposed to take!" Zhan Yeling's black eyes tightly grasped her, and the icy breath lingered all over his body.

Xiong Miao didn't know why he was so angry: "It's normal for a tea girl in a nightclub to do small things at the request of customers, and it's normal to get some tips."

"I only do such things as serving tea and water. Of course, pouring wine is also possible. As for other things, I will not do it, and I will not take money." Xiong Miao told him his bottom line.

She didn't know why she was telling him this.

"Heh..." Zhan Yeling smiled lightly, and there was no trace of emotion on his handsome face.

She spoke nicely, but she was afraid she was full of lies.

What does his contemptuous smile mean?

Don't believe what she said?

Oh, she knew that she shouldn't tell others about herself. Because no one would want to know what happened to her except herself.

If she told others, it would only increase the jokes of others.

The car stopped on the side of the road in a shopping mall.

Zhan Yeling got out of the car first, followed by Xiong Miao.

Seeing him walk to the window of a clothing store, Xiong Miao also followed.

At this moment, the mall is closed, and the lights in the clothing store are also out.

But with the help of street lights, the clothes on the models in the window can still be seen.

That was also a green series.

It's just that it is grass green, and every style is designed with European and American popular elements.

It is somewhat similar to her design, except that hers is biased towards domestic style, while this design is biased towards international style.

"Look clearly, and know where your design is lacking." The man's voice was like a cello note, deep, mellow, and majestic.

Xiong Miao turned around and looked at him. The dim light cast a shadow on his three-dimensional and deep facial features, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, let alone what was brewing in those bottomless eyes.

But Xiong Miao knew that he was talking about work with her, and what he said just now represented his opinion on her design.

"I understand. My design still hasn't jumped out of the inherent thinking. It's the same and has no new ideas. It's too naive to use such a design to cope with the new product launch." Xiong Miao's thinking is also very active, and he immediately knows his own Inadequacies.

"You have a lot of ideas, that is the use of traditional domestic elements." Regarding Xiong Miao's design, Zhan Yeling did not completely deny it, but took a fancy to the red knot she designed.

The red knot has been a symbol of joy and a happy ending since ancient times.

The use of red knots in this design is also appropriate to the theme.

"Well, then I will continue to improve." Xiong Miao also became serious.

Zhan Yeling returned to the car, and Xiong Miao stood where he was, intending to watch him leave.

"Get in the car!" His order cannot be refused.

Xiong Miao got into the car in a daze, but felt very uneasy, not knowing where he was going to take her again.

This time, the car stopped in an open space.

The place was empty and deserted, uninhabited.

The wind at night is very cool, blowing on the skin, it is chilly, giving people a gloomy feeling.

Xiong Miao unconsciously hugged himself with both arms, it was really cold and scared.

I have seen too many murder movies, this kind of place is the most suitable place to commit crimes.

In case Zhan Yeling had any crooked thoughts and what to do to her, she would be so unbearable every day, and the world would not work.

"Youth doesn't have to be lively, it can also be ethereal." Zhan Yeling stood at the top of the open space, with his hands in his pockets, lazily idling, his tall and straight figure standing in the wind, his eyes looking into the distance.

The wind blew his wrinkle-free trousers, and the fabric swayed, making a small sound, adding a little excitement to the silent night.

Xiong Miao looked at him sideways, his black eyes merged with the night, mysterious and deep.