The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi: A cool sister who doesn't own a skirt.

At this time, under the halo of the rich woman's blessing, she didn't want to spend money on dresses.

So at this time, her few good friends can shine.

The zombies lying in her address book are all the same for a hundred years, and each has its own experience in the process of getting to know each other.

Su Nanzhi knew a 188-line fashion designer who was chased and killed by his mentor because of his lack of inspiration for his project. He hid in the deep mountains and old forests. He rented a small house in Yunhai Village, and then they met.

Several years have passed, and I don't know if the other party has changed careers.

Su Nanzhi thought about it, opened the phone's address book, and tentatively called the other party.

The mobile phone beeped several times before hearing a sound that seemed to be awake or due to kidney deficiency.

It was the voice in memory. This elder sister used to like to stay up late in the game liver design, and every time I saw it, she always looked like a kidney deficiency.

"Little Zhi'er?" The eldest sister is a girl from the Northeast, and she likes to add an accent when she speaks.

Su Nanzhi: "Sister Chacha, it's me."

This sister has a very gentle name, Tang Chacha.

It is a gentle name in itself, the girl needs to pay a little attention to personal cultivation, maybe she can be promoted to Elegant Oolong Tea, but unfortunately she is born to be an unusual person.

What a girl, Biansheng cultivated herself into Tieguanyin.

"Little Zhi'er!" Tang Chacha's voice suddenly rose, "What's the matter, do you need to call me?"

Su Nanzhi: "Sister Chacha, are you still designing clothes?"

I vaguely remember that Tang Chacha used to design evening dresses.

"Oh, you haven't changed your career yet? What's the matter?"

"I have a party on Saturday and would like to borrow a dress from you."

"In such a hurry?" Tang Chacha paused, "Okay, where are you now? I haven't seen you in a few years. Give me your height and measurements, and I'll choose for you?"

Su Nanzhi: "I'm in Beijing now."

"Beijing City," Tang Chacha's voice visibly became excited again, "I'm also in Beijing City, do you have time to come over to sister's office to try on the dress?"

Su Nanzhi: "Okay."

After Tang Chacha hung up the phone, she went crazy looking at the table full of scrapped designs and photos of models, "What kind of models are you looking for here? None of them are what I want, so go find them again!"

The assistant was so worried that his eyebrows were about to drop, "Sister Tang, what kind of model do you want? This is already the fifth batch of models that you have rejected."

"The fifth batch!" The assistant repeated, emphatically, "Sister Tang, I've found professional models, celebrities, and even amateurs. Now I want to find you a man to dress up as a woman. What exactly do you want?"

Tang Chacha looked at the assistant who was also tortured badly, and fell silent.

"Yuanyuan, can you hold on for a few days? My sister will give you a raise."

Li Yuanyuan is a veritable little fat man. He has been working with Tang Chacha since graduation. He can be regarded as her junior brother. Good job.

"Sister Tang, have you seen my double chin?"

"I see, what's the matter?"

"It used to have three layers, but now there are only two layers left." Li Yuanyuan felt sorry for her lost flesh, and accused this ruthless woman with her eyes.

Tang Chacha: "..."

The little fat man has indeed lost weight recently.