Chapter 791

Two flowers bloom, one on each surface.

Lu Yongchun, who was still busy at the end of get off work hours, was disturbed by a rush of footsteps. She saw her little secretary rushing in in a panic and shouting, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, go out and have a look. Come outside. A lot of people, like the underworld."

"What happened in a panic, I didn't even knock at the door." Lu Yongchun raised his eyes and scolded the little secretary lightly. After hearing the words of the little secretary, she calmly said, "Is this Mr. Ning's person?"

Everyone in the city knows that Lu Yongchun now has an additional identity, that is, Mrs. Ning.

Ning Zhiyuan is a well-known indifferent president in this city, and a powerful person. Who dares to provoke him? In addition, she, Mrs. Ning, was labelled as unprovoked.

Lu Yongchun didn't believe that anyone would dare to come to the Lu family to make trouble. Even if the underworld wanted to come, he had to find out if he could bear Ning Zhiyuan's anger.

"Mr. Lu, look at it." The little secretary nervously pulled Lu Yongchun up, pulled her to the window, pointed at the vehicles and people downstairs, and said to Lu Yongchun: "Mr. Lu, you see, they are them. Said it was not sent by President Ning."

Lu Yongchun looked down and said calmly: "It is not sent by Mr. Ning, and there is no need to be afraid of being like this. Our Lu family is a fair business. We don’t steal, snatch, cheat or cheat, and we’re afraid of people coming. Are you making trouble?"

Turning her head, she scolded the little secretary again: "You have to reflect on it, and you will make a fuss about small things. If this goes on, you can rebuild."

With that, she turned back to the desk, just about to sit down.

"Boom boom."

There was a knock on the door.

The little secretary didn't close the office door when he broke in. There was a knock on the door, and Lu Yongchun looked up and saw the knocker.

She was a strange woman, a few years older than Lu Yongchun, but she was taller than Lu Yongchun, and she was 1.8 meters tall. If a woman is 1.8 meters tall, she is the best among women. She has a beautiful body, a curvy body, long wavy hair, beautiful features, but the brightest thing is the big watery eyes, which are looking forward to brilliance.

It was her clothes that caught Lu Wingchun's sight.

Lu's made her fortune by clothing. Lu Yongchun is a well-known domestic fashion designer. She has participated in many design competitions and won many awards. She has a better vision of clothes than ordinary people.

At a glance, she saw that the clothes of the strange woman were designed by a famous designer. According to her memory, it should be the product of Hailin, the international costume master she admired most.

"May I go in?" the strange woman asked, her voice low like a man.

Lu Yongchun nodded, walked around the desk, and answered politely: "Please come in."

The little secretary also had something to do at this time, so she rushed to get in front of Lu Yongchun, first to greet the guests to sit down in front of the sofa, and hurriedly go to make tea.

The strange woman waited until Lu Yongchun came to her. She stretched out her right hand towards Lu Yongchun and introduced herself: "Young lady, hello, this is Hailin."

Lu Yongchun instinctively shook hands with the other party. When she heard the other party calling herself a young lady, she knew that Ning Zhiyuan arranged it. When she heard the other party claiming to be Hailin, she was stunned and stared blankly. Hailin, don't believe that what she admires most, Hailin, who belongs to her idol, will appear in front of her.

Hailin is an international costume master, but she never shows up and is extremely mysterious. Only two sets of clothes are released every year. Each set of clothes is unique and belongs to the rich and cannot buy the second set. Therefore, the clothes designed by Hailin are too expensive. Lu Wingchun's products are like small shrimps in front of her. They can only jump in the shallow water, not into the deep sea.

"You, are you really Master Hailin?" So young.

Lu Wingchun is well-known in China. Because of her young age, people say that she is a genius, but Hailin is not much older than her. She looks like she is thirty years old at most. But he is an international master, and there are indeed some outsiders.

"Young lady, just call me Hailin."

Hailin smiled, "Master dare not be."

Lu Yongchun grinned, as if thinking of something, she asked carefully: "Could it be the same name and surname? You are not an international costume master?"

Hailin still smiled: "Young lady, you can get off work now, and I will take over your get off work in the future until you give birth to a young master."

Lu Yongchun:...

Is she her idol?

"Madam, the host is waiting downstairs." Hailin walked to Lu Yongchun's desk and sat down on her own. She first saw Lu Yongchun's unfinished design draft, and then proceeded to draw skillfully.

Lu Yongchun looked stunned, and did not respond for a long time.

Hailin said to take over her job from today? The host is waiting downstairs?

Those people downstairs were brought by the master?

Yes, after Ning Zhiyuan's big mouth was sure she was pregnant, he couldn't help but tell his men the good news. The sect master looked forward to holding his grandson for many years, and learned that she was pregnant. Based on the sect master's character, if he didn't do anything, he would not be called Feng Batian.

"Mr. Lu, is this?"

The little secretary made the tea and came out with a cup of tea. He saw Hailin sitting in Lu Yongchun's office, immersed in the design drawings. The little secretary was also dumbfounded like Lu Yongchun.

Lu Wingchun recovered, walked quickly to the desk, looked at the design drawings Hai Lin drew, eyes widened again, and slowly burst into a bright smile, stretched out both hands and caught it. Hailin's hand smiled and said: "You are Master Hailin, you are really Master Hailin, you know, I admire you the most, you are my idol, idol, hello!"

young secretary:……

Helene:...

Gently withdrawing her hand held by Lu Wingchun, Hailin smiled: "Mrs. Young, you should go downstairs quickly. The host is anxious to see Mrs. Young. Don't let the host come upstairs by himself. That will frighten your staff."

In fact, the owner brought so many people to Lu's people, and the little secretary hurried in is the best example.

Someone called Ning Zhiyuan.

Hailin's low voice sounded like the sound of the sky in Lu Yongchun's ears. She didn't know that a woman's voice could be as mellow and magnetic as a man.

"Master Hailin..."

"Wing Chun, Wing Chun."

Feng Batian's loud cries approached from far away.

Lu Yongchun's ecstasy instantly cooled.

Can she find a place to hide?

The sect master who treats herself as her father-in-law, she can't stand the enthusiasm of the sect master.