Rebirth of the Spoiled Wife

Chapter 211 Zhang Yang’s candid photography design draft

"Is this okay?" Gu Jingchen spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Okay, okay." After coaxing Nanzi, Mu Nansheng waved his hand generously and urged Gu Jingchen to go to work.

Nanzi's face was flushed, and he raised his little hands, "Bye, Daddy."

"Yes, be good." Gu Jingchen touched Nanzi's head, "Be good at home and go to the dinner party with mom and dad in the evening."

"good."

Nanzi is still young. Although he doesn't know what the dinner is, Nanzi is still happy for no reason because he can go with his parents.

After seeing Gu Jingchen off, Mu Nansheng was playing with Nanzi at home, waiting for Lin Yiran's call.

At the entrance of Zhishang Company.

Standing aside proudly and lazily.

The company had a weekend off today, and I had already been fired, so I only wore shorts and a pair of salted fish slippers, and stood at the door for a long time.

Because he had to go through the resignation procedures, Zhang Yang came over on weekends to clear out his belongings.

The reason why I stood outside for so long was because I was entangled with the old man in the security room.

"Uncle, I have already told you that I am an employee of Zhishang. I want to go in and get something."

The old man bent over, his voice was loud, and his eyes widened, "Hey, that's not okay, young man, you are dressed like a ruffian, how dare I let you in."

Zhang Yang was anxious and bent down to empty his trouser pockets, "Uncle, I have told you how many times I have told you, I didn't bring my employee ID card. I came in a hurry, just let me in."

The old man just waved his hands, as if he was indifferent.

Zhang Yang was discouraged and had no choice but to lean at the door of the company and puff out cigarettes.

Wait!

Last night, Zhang Yang received Lin Yiran's Aite in the employee group and asked him to come over and pack his things and leave.

After all, I have to ask for part of the medical expenses before I leave my job. I suffered a lot from the fight yesterday.

After smoking only a few cigarettes, Lin Yiran came over.

Zhang Yang sneered and straightened up carelessly, "Director Lin, no, it's Miss Lin now. You're finally here. How long have I been waiting? The old man at the door hasn't opened the door for me."

Lin Yiran gave a faint hum and looked at the cigarette ashes on the ground with an unhappy expression, "Clean it up first."

"Okay, I'll clean it up after I finish getting it."

Lin Yiran didn't want to have much interaction with Zhang Yang, she just wanted him to finish moving his things. Nan Sheng was still waiting for her to go to the beauty salon together.

After calling the security guard to open the door, Lin still walked at the front, and Zhang Yang followed behind with his head shaking. He got on the elevator and arrived at the office floor.

Lin Yiran opened his computer and asked Zhang Yang to fill out the resignation form. When he was about to print it, the handwriting printed by the printer was not very clear, so Lin Yiran took the USB flash drive to the printer in the public area to print it.

Zhang Yang was bored and flipping through the magazines in Lin Yiran's office, and accidentally saw Lin Yiran's open interface. Zhang Yang sat down on the office chair and turned on the computer by accident.

Among the densely packed documents, one stands out the most.

[Nan Sheng’s design draft]

Zhang Yang hated Mu Nansheng so much that he opened the file with a heartache.

The goal is a complete set of costume design manuscripts.

Zhang Yang was wary of Lin Yiran who was still outside, so he took out his cell phone and took a complete picture.

When taking the photo, a hint of evil flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes. As long as he gave this design draft to other companies, he could make a lot of money.

Before finishing filming the last part, Lin still opened the office door.

Zhang Yang hurriedly closed the document in panic, stood up and hid his cell phone behind him.

Seeing Zhang Yang panicking, Lin Yiran looked at the desk curiously, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yang put the phone into his trouser pocket and shook his head, "No, I didn't do anything!"

"Um, Miss Lin, have you printed the resignation form?"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

(End of chapter)