C12 (2/2)

”I'm Qiao Anxiao, what's wrong?” Qiao Anyun looked at the interviewers with a puzzled expression. This time it was not only the design director, but the others as well.

Several interviewers looked at each other before the design director said, ”Well, at first we didn't know who you were, so we called you to let you know about the interview. But the situation now is... ”

The design director paused. Qiao Anxiao looked at him and asked, ”What is the situation?”

”I told you so! Your design is excellent, but... ”You are Madam Fu. With this identity, we dare not use you!”

After all, all of the larger enterprises in this city knew what kind of god-like existence the Fu Group was. The news said that Mrs Fu had been in a car accident not long ago, and they did not dare to hire anyone. If something happened, the fate of the entire company would be lost.

When he came back to his senses, she was already downstairs.

In her mind, she kept recalling the words of the Director of Creative Design. It turned out that her identity did not bring her convenience, but endless troubles and obstacles.

A sense of frustration arose within him. He didn't expect that his first attempt at finding a job would end in failure just like that. Furthermore, it was due to such a bizarre reason.

When he returned home, Qiao Anxiao became more and more depressed.

She began to feel melancholy about why she was the wife of Fosmin.

There was nothing good in being his wife! Not only was he unable to find a job, he even had to be mercilessly ignored everyday.

”Madam, Madame is here.”

the servant whispered from the door of her room.

Joanna was stunned, ma'am? What lady?

Seeing her in a daze, the servant reminded her, ”Mister's mother, Madam Fu, is here.”

Fosmin's mother?