Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Xiong Miao secretly took a look. Zhan Yeling's eyes were already terrifyingly dark, and the hostility all over his body was still wanton.    

It was better for her to not speak, lest she get caught in the crossfire.    

When the car reached the city, Xiong Miao requested to get off the car. She could take a taxi to Design Department by herself.    

Gu Yi said, "It's alright. I just happened to pass by Design Department when I went to the headquarters."    

"No need. If someone sees me sitting in Director Zhan's car, they will gossip again." This was one of Xiong Miao's concerns.    

Gu Yi looked at Zhan Yeling. Zhan Yeling did not seem to listen to them and closed his eyes.    

In order to not disturb him, Gu Yi parked the car and let Xiong Miao leave.    

Xiong Miao returned to Design Department and was about to ask Chen to check the fabric information again.    

However, she did not see Chen.    

She asked the colleague beside her workplace, "Where is Chen?"    

"She went out to work with the blueprint." The colleague said.    

Xiong Miao nodded and did not say anything.    

Chen had indeed worked more actively during this period of time. This time, she also worked hard. She was very pleased.    

The days passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was time for the new product launch.    

The fashion show was on the stage at the Imperial Stadium.    

Everyone was extremely busy.    

Xiong Miao was one of them.    

The clothes had been chased out, but the accessories were not complete yet. She had to personally make them.    

Behind the models, she constantly guided the makeup artist to package the models.    

She kept decorating the models.    

"Manager Xiong, model number 3's clothes are too big. It's too late to change them now. What should we do?" Chen came over and anxiously said to her.    

"I'll do it." Xiong Miao took the needle and thread over.    

She found that it was just a finger that was bigger than her waist. Even if it was a finger that was bigger, it was not something that could be taken away from her clothes.    

She pulled hard and gathered the clothes around her waist. The model also leaned forward with her strength.    

Xiong Miao held her left hand against her and took the needle with her right hand. She made a beautiful waist line in two or three moves.    

This time, not only did it fit her body, but it also became more fashionable.    

At the front desk, the foreign businessmen had already taken their seats. The leaders of Zhan family, including Zhan Yeling, had also taken their seats at the front.    

There was still one minute left before the stage show started.    

"Manager Xiong, model number one slipped and fell in the toilet. She sprained her ankle and swollen her ankle. She can't walk anymore. What should we do? It's too late to find a substitute now." Little Zhang was so anxious that he stomped his feet and reported to Xiong Miao.    

Model number one was the finale model, the most important existence in the entire show.    

At this critical moment, she actually sprained her ankle and couldn't perform anymore!    

Wasn't this breaking down the stage?    

Xiong Miao was also anxious. She saw that Little Zhang's figure was very good and said, "Why don't you come?"    

"No, no, I've always been on shows. How can I do that? Furthermore, such an important show, I can't..." Little Zhang hurriedly waved his hand.    

What should she do? Xiong Miao was anxious and anxious.    

"Chen, didn't you ask us to prepare a substitute model?" Xiong Miao grabbed Chen and said.    

"Model No. 1 substitute can't come at the last minute. We have already sent a car to pick him up but it is too late now." Chen was also very anxious.    

"What about the other substitutes?" Xiong Miao asked.    

"The other substitutes are too fat to wear the finale clothes."    

Xiong Miao was the clearest about this.    

The finale clothes that she designed were aimed at the waist, chest, and buttocks.    

If it wasn't a specific model, they wouldn't be able to wear it at all.    

"Manager Xiong, you have an idea. What should we do now? The merchants and the people of Zhan family are waiting." Chen urged.