Chapter 841 Naughty Brother, a Little Cute (66)

"Then kneel on the keyboard, kneel on the egg, kneel on the durian, and kneel for me anyway."

Su Qiao was really mad at him.

Lu Han got up carefully and slowly moved out of the kitchen:

"You can't kneel on the keyboard. If you kneel down, you won't be able to draw design drawings. You still have to eat eggs. If they're broken, you won't have to eat them. Durian, you say it smells bad, so our family has never bought durian."

Su Qiao gritted her teeth: "Are you trying to piss me off?"

"No, no, no, I'm going to kneel on the sofa."

Lu Han didn't dare to make her angry anymore, so he ran out of the kitchen and knelt on the sofa directly.

Su Qiao stared: "..." The sofa is so soft, kneeling down on wool.

Twenty minutes later, when the dishes were ready, Su Qiao put the plate on the dining table, and then ignored the dead child who was kneeling on the sofa and looking at him pitifully:

"Forget it this time. For the sake of helping me solve the problem, I'll let you go. Next time you dare to mess around and cause me trouble, be careful and I'll take care of you."

Lu Han was overjoyed, and hurriedly jumped off the sofa and ran over, hugging her waist and acting like a spoiled child: "I knew that Qiaoqiao loved me and couldn't bear to suffer."

"..." Kneeling on the sofa is also called suffering?

Knowing that her anger was not completely gone, Lu Han quickly raised three fingers and swore: "I promise you, I will never play again in the future, I will be honest, and I will never cause you trouble again."

"Hmph, don't just talk and do it."

444 [Host, the Great Demon King not only taught them a good lesson for you, but also gave them a bad breath, and made them dare not come to you again in the future. 】

So please forgive him, he looks so pitiful.

"Hmph, isn't it his own fault?"

Su Qiao didn't appreciate it at all.

With disgust, he pulled the hand on his waist: "Go eat."

"Okay, I'll pack the rice for you." Lu Han quickly picked up the bowl, more attentive than ever.

Su Qiao vented a bit, and this matter was revealed.

After another busy week, the jewelry contest finally began.

In the company's bathroom, Su Qiao was slowly arranging her suit.

[Host, sure enough, someone secretly moved your bag and replaced the design drawings in the USB flash drive. 】

"who is it?"

"The vitriolic woman I splashed with water last time?"

[No, it's the one who came to borrow money from you after it was rumored that you won the lottery and didn't get it. 】

"Oh." It turned out to be the woman who could talk to her on weekdays.

As expected of the plastic flower sisterhood.

It can come in handy at a critical moment.

[Hey, after seeing your design drawings, Chen Jue didn't have any doubts at all. She was so happy that she spent 50,000 yuan to buy those drawings. 】

There's a good show here.

"My pictures are not of low grade, and the styles are very novel. All kinds of fashion elements are integrated together. Of course, she will not doubt it."

It's a pity that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky for no reason.

In the last life, after the design was stolen by this Chen Jue, Su Qiao was very miserable.

Not only did he lose all his savings to the company, he was also fired.

On top of that, her reputation was ruined and she couldn't get along in the business anymore.

The jewelry competition was held on the second floor of the Convention and Exhibition Center. All the elites in the industry came, as well as some stars, as well as ladies and celebrities in the upper circle.

The jury even invited some of the most famous old design masters in the world.

When Su Qiao went in, almost everyone came.

She looked calm, carrying a black briefcase, her long hair was curled up, and she was wearing a navy blue suit and skirt, neat and crisp, which attracted the attention of many people.