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    "Are you afraid of me?"

    These words made Song Yuran choke. She took a closer look at Huo Qingzhi. The person in front of her was very different from the cold and fierce impression given to her in the book. It can be said to be extremely soft and beautiful, without the sharp edge she imagined, not like the tough one.Alpha, more like an ordinary woman.

    But... what I'm afraid of is your protagonist aura!

    The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and Song Yuran's words were stuck in her throat. She couldn't tell Huo Qingzhi that she came from another world and knew the bitter history she would experience in the future.Into a mental hospital.

    After the stalemate, Huo Qingzhi exhaled lightly, as if he had given up on this topic.

    She glanced at the resignation application on the table again, and asked, "How's your head?"

    "Ah?" Song Yuran didn't turn the corner, and subconsciously thought that Huo Qingzhi was going to wring her head off. Damn, the image of Da Meng A is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

    Huo Qingzhi tapped the side of his head above the ears, Song Yu was stunned, and then tapped his own head.

    "Hiss." Only then did she remember what happened to her head being hit by the hand dryer in the bathroom, and when she remembered the long-neglected pain clamoring for her own existence, she actually felt a slight bulge when she touched it carefully.

    "What were you doing in the bathroom just now?" Huo Qingzhi said.

    Song Yuran's memories of that time came to mind, and she could see her strange and awkward posture in the mirror, squatting and twisting, and her non-existent face made her blush.

    "I'm not a fool!" Song Yuran hurriedly explained, "My clothes were soaked by the rain, so I wanted to blow them on." She scratched her head, accidentally touched the place where she was hit, and grinned in pain.

    Huo Qingzhi couldn't help laughing at this funny look, just for a moment, she bent her finger to her lips, and said: "There are clothes over there, you can pick one to change."

    Due to his profession, Song Yuran was so curious about the designs of those rows of clothes, so he accepted Huo Qingzhi's proposal after weighing it up.

    She walked up to the moving shelf, stretched out her fingertips and brushed over the pieces of clothing, and finally landed on one of them.

    Taking out that dress, it was a v-neck t-shirt with two-color splicing design, and the large opening design at the sleeves and elbows, which was a bit of a modern Hong Kong style.

    Compared with the common solid color or the soil dregs design of landscape and flower graffiti in this world, it is unconventional.As fashionable as Mr. Huo himself.

    Song Yuran took the dress and asked Huo Qingzhi, "Can I choose this one?"

    Huo Qingzhi raised his head, looked at the dress in her hand, and was stunned for a moment, "It's up to you." After speaking, he lowered his head to deal with the work.

    Seeing that she was busy, Song Yuran didn't bother her. He took the dress and thanked her before leaving the office.

    The moment she closed the door, she remembered that she had come to resign!!?

    Just when he was about to go back to confirm his resignation, Huo Qingzhi's secretary came over when he saw her coming out. Song Yuran couldn't turn around anymore, and nodded to the secretary as a greeting.

    "Hey, why are you holding this dress?" The secretary was about to open the door, but she grabbed the doorknob with both hands, and turned around to ask.

    Song Yuran stopped, turned around and picked up the dress in his hand, "What do you mean, this one? My clothes got wet. Boss Huo asked me to pick one, so I'll take this one. Is there any problem?"

    "It's nothing." The secretary shook his head, "This is a scrap sample that doesn't pass the design."

    "..." Song Yu suddenly had nothing to say.

    Before she could react, the secretary muttered again: "Boss Huo designed it himself."

    If you say that, I won't be sleepy anymore!Song Yuran walked up to the secretary in three steps and two steps, took her arm, and asked curiously, "Why didn't you pass it? I think this dress looks pretty, and the mass production and sales must be very high."

    The secretary shook his head, a little helpless, thinking that it was not a secret, so he told her.

    Every piece of clothing designed by Mr. Huo will be sent to the design department to ask the designers for their opinions after the samples come out. If they are rejected, they will give up the clothes without hesitation.It can be said that the designer's opinion is greater than Huo Qingzhi's personal thoughts.

    The secretary didn't understand, but Song Yuran quickly understood the reason after thinking about it for a while.

    Huo Qingzhi's parents died in a car accident when she was 20 years old, leaving behind Hua Sen who was still developing. In order to inherit the will of her parents, Huo Qingzhi, who originally studied music, transferred to business management and taught herself fashion design.

    After all, with a non-professional background, Huo Qingzhi is not confident in her own designs, even though she would not hesitate to give up on a design she thought was good after being rejected by a professional designer.

    Song Yuran somewhat understands why Huo Qing will be so miserably in the future... Design is the most important thing to innovate, and sometimes the unique style gives people a sense of eye-catching, because they listen to these conservatives too much and have no ideas of their own.

    How else can we say that the aesthetics of clothing in this world is still stuck in twenty years ago.

    Seeing Song Yuran's leaving back, the secretary looked away, pushed the doorknob and opened the door of the general manager's office.

    Huo Qingzhi was still looking at the design drawings submitted by the design department. Song Yuran's resignation report was still put aside. The secretary walked over and said, "Mr. Huo, there is something I want to tell you."

    "Tell me." Huo Qingzhi put down the design drawing and motioned for the other party to continue.

    The secretary put both hands in front of him, and said shyly, "I told you before, I'm getting married, and I plan to go home with my husband to develop after marriage."

    Huo Qingzhi nodded, "I know, just do a good job handover before resigning. Have you found a new secretary?"

    "Still looking." The secretary shook his head, "There are not many betas in the job market, and you may not be able to find a suitable one in a while."

    Other bosses and secretaries are recruited on a merit-based basis, alpha first and then omega, and only beta will be considered if they can't find them.

    But Huo Qingzhi is different. Her requirement is beta first, and business ability second. Even an alpha whose business ability can blow the sky can't catch her eyes.

    This confuses the secretary, even though she's also a beta.

    The secretary couldn't hold back, and asked, "Mr. Huo, why did you choose Beta as your assistant?"

    Huo Qingzhi didn't speak, just squinted her eyes slightly, and the secretary immediately felt an invisible oppressive force, and the ice-like breath rolled into her nasal cavity. If it wasn't for beta's insensitivity to pheromones, it would have been better for the other two genders.Faced with such a strong pheromone suppression, he could no longer stand up.

    The secretary consciously talked too much, immediately lowered his head, and said, "Mr. Huo, I will continue to pay attention. If there is a suitable candidate, arrange an interview as soon as possible."

    "Well, go get busy."

    Just as the secretary was about to leave, she saw the documents on the table and asked, "Mr. Huo, what about Song Yuran's resignation?"

    Huo Qingzhi glanced at the resignation report, remembering the man's evasiveness about the reason for his resignation, smiled emotionlessly, and said, "Leave it alone for now."

    "Okay." The secretary nodded, and went out quickly, and Huo Qing was the only one left in the office.

    It was so quiet that you could even hear a pin drop on the ground.

    Huo Qingzhi lowered his head, propped his head with one hand, rubbed his forehead, and briefly withdrew from a pile of design drawings.

    Although each drawing is different, the styles are quite different, and there is nothing new at all. How can these things stand out from the market?

    At the age of 23, she officially took over the company from her uncle Huo Yuandong. She was ready to do a big job at first, but after taking over, she found out that Hua Sen, who was originally on the rise in three years, missed it under Huo Yuandong's management.Given the opportunity to occupy the market, Jane Eyre, which had almost become a national brand, became a mediocre brand.

    In the past three years since taking over, no matter how hard Huo Qingzhi worked, it seemed that there was not much progress in the company's development. If there is no progress this year, I'm afraid we can only close some branches and reduce the scale.

    A heavy sigh sounded from the office, Huo Qingzhi opened his eyes, and saw Song Yuran's resignation report on the table again.

    She reached out to pick up the report, looked at the name on it and murmured: "Song, Yuran..."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yuran's face unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes.

    What made Huo Qingzhi remember that face was the clean and pure eyes of the other party. He was obviously an alpha, and he seemed to be unable to smell his own pheromones at all, unlike those alphas who reacted instinctively out of pheromones.She feels uncomfortable and even disgusted.

    Huo Qingzhi put the last resignation report in the drawer.

    Song Yuran went downstairs and went to the HR department, and chatted with the colleague who dealt with the resignation yesterday. The accurate information he got was: the pending decision needs to be handled by Mr. Huo himself.To put it simply, if you want to resign, go to Mr. Huo and nod.

    "..." She thought about it, and felt that she could work for a few more days, and when Boss Huo was in a better mood, he would naturally let her go.

    Before returning to the office, Song Yuran changed into the dress designed by Huo Qingzhi, which was short-handed and soft-mouthed. Combined with the scene at the general manager just now, Song Yuran felt that Huo Qingzhi was not as scary as in the original book.

    After all, I still asked myself if it hurts.

    It seems that Mr. Huo, who has not evolved into Niu Kulu Huo Qingzhi, is still kind of human.

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