He bowed and bowed to him three times and nine times, but he didn't want to stain his eyes.

The special assistant nodded, collected all the invitations, and prepared to put them in the grocery room.

"I'm going to Lan's place to look at the ready-made clothes." Mel stood up, "It's almost the film festival, so we must not slack off when it comes to clothing. Please help me take a look at my latest announcements and give me two days."

The special assistant agreed and went to prepare the schedule.

It's not far from Lan's headquarters, just a few kilometers away.

Mel soon arrived at Lan's headquarters building.

"Mr. Meier, welcome." The staff welcomed him in and said politely, "Are you here to see the finished clothes? They are ready. This way."

"Okay, thank you. Are you lucky enough to meet Mr. Gu today?" Mel's attitude was completely different from before, "Or when will Mr. Gu be free? I would like to treat him to a meal."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Meyer, Mr. Gu has been very busy recently." The secretary shook his head, "There is really no time."

Mel is sorry.

Starting a few years ago, Lan's core design products have decreased a lot.

Only Mr. Gu Wenzhu is still designing.

Everyone in Glen wanted to see him, but they all ran into a wall.

Mel has been waiting for two years without seeing Gu Wenzhu.

Too.

Such a top international designer really doesn't have time to meet him.

The staff brought Mel inside.

At this moment, it's eighty floors.

Gu Wenzhu was reading a newspaper in the office, with a cup of tea beside him.

"Teacher." The secretary knocked on the door and came in. "There are a few more emails in your personal mailbox. I have cleaned up all the junk mails for you."

"There is another email that is not spam, but it is marked as a design drawing and requires Lan to design according to the design drawing."

"Why did the design arrive in my personal mailbox?" Gu Wenzhu pushed up his glasses, "Isn't it written who sent it?"

His private email is not Lan's email for external submissions, and not many people know about it.

But it did get leaked once.

"It's a pity, teacher." The secretary shook his head, "The address is empty and the other party has encrypted it. I didn't click to open it without your permission."

Gu Wenzhu nodded, said nothing more, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

The secretary understood: "I'll clean it up right away."

Gu Wenzhu waved his hand and signaled him to leave.

But suddenly, as if he thought of something, his hand trembled: "Wait, don't delete it! Bring it over and show it to me!"

The secretary was a little surprised and confused, but still did as he was told.

He took the laptop over and clicked on the email.

Gu Wenzhu put on his reading glasses. He didn't read the attachments, but read the text directly.

There are no other redundant words in the main text, only a signature.

Luna.

Ordinary, but that doesn't matter.

Gu Wenzhu's eyes continued to slide down and he saw two words written in the language he was most familiar with.

Yunlan.

In fact, at the table where we were having dinner today, the assistant director didn't know that there was a Miss Yu family, a genius from the Mohist family, a genius from the Thousand Army Alliance, and a certain His Majesty who would have his waistcoat pulled every day?

Deputy director:???

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Why are you so interested in what I do? It’s like this. What I do for leg training is Pamela and Beautiful Ballet. Two women who are called devils (?) You can watch it on station b. To slim down my legs?

It's quite obvious, but my waistline will fall faster qwq
Chapter completed!