In order to get back 10% of the shares as soon as possible, Xu Boyang's efficiency was unprecedentedly high.

The brand transfer procedures and takeover matters were arranged on the same day. When I went out in the morning, it was only past six o'clock. As the boss of a brand, Ye Zihan specially wore a formal dress.

Although the style of the clothes looks formal, the little woman is wearing it for no reason and has an alternative charm. The highest level of asceticism is probably that I am serious but can touch the hearts of the world.

Pei Chunan folded his legs depressedly. Yesterday he was talking about using himself to give Ye Zihan a trial, but he found that the trial he had taken seemed to be more cruel. Who can withstand the seduction of being drugged by a little woman every minute?

After sorting out the hem of his pajamas to cover a part that might react, Pei Chunan sat firmly on the sofa, trying to calm himself down.

The little woman's formal outfit has her own design characteristics, is well-made, and is also very consistent with her temperament. However, from an objective perspective, it is not as "deterrent" as top luxury goods.

Yes, the deterrent power, clothes are like battle robes. In some occasions, the deterrent power of top luxury goods is like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, breaking the clouds and passing through the moon, and it is invincible. Other brands are like defeated generals, and can only kneel down and bow down under its feet.

However, Pei Chunan felt that although the little woman's current design was still immature, she already had the potential to develop into the luxury market. As she looked, her nose began to heat up again. Pei Chunan simply used the newspaper to block her face.

Ye Zihan stood in front of the mirror and felt a little unsure. A good dress is the battle robe. What the battle robe needs is not only the style and quality, but also the taste and fashion represented behind it, as well as the social status that can be demonstrated.

She is still very confident about the appearance of the clothes she designed, but in terms of brand influence, she can get zero scores. What she needs to conquer today are professionals such as Qiyu, and her clothing quality is particularly important.

No matter how good this thing is, it is still garbage without foundation.

"On the table, I have prepared a few pieces of jewelry for you."

Ye Zihan turned around and saw Pei Chunan sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper without even raising her face. In front of the dressing mirror, there was indeed a box with red sandalwood carvings, exquisite and elegant.

When she saw the mark in the lower right corner, her eyes suddenly lit up.

“Master Rong’s design?”

The little woman's voice was filled with unconcealed excitement, and Pei Chunan slightly pulled upward curves on the corner of her mouth behind the newspaper: "Don't get me wrong, this is not specially customized for you!"

Ye Zihan couldn't wait to open it, and there was a set of jewelry inside, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and even belts. If earrings are not customized, this belt is definitely because it matches the clothes he has today.

Last night, she was a little worried until midnight. She got up and looked at this "battle robe". She always felt that there was something missing in her taste. She also thought of fitting a belt, but the belt was usually the finishing touch. It was so good that it soared into the sky. If it was broken, it fell into hell.

She thought hard for a long time but couldn't think of a solution. She almost lost insomnia all night, and in the end the man took her back to continue sleeping. While she was confused, she seemed to hear the man calling. However, she was too sleepy and did not wake up. She just got up this morning and the man was already sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.

Looking at the tailor-made belt, instantly improving the clothes that had no brand heritage to several levels, Ye Zihan's heart suddenly felt warm, and she stood in front of Pei Chunan and asked, "Does it look good?"

Pei Chunan reluctantly put down the newspaper and replied: "Make do."

Ye Zihan smiled, bowed his head and bowed, and kissed on the man's face: "Thank you."

A hint of surprise on the man's face, which was obviously sleep-deprived, said: "I said, this is not customized for you!" Does Pei Chunan need such a cater to gain a woman's favor and a kiss?

"Although it's not customized for me, it's very suitable for me, so I still want to thank you!"

The little woman's face was shining brightly, and with this dress, she had a thrilling beauty, just like the sudden arrival of the muse, and all the mortals were worshipping each other.

Suppressing the surging efforts in his heart, Pei Chunan put down the newspaper and said seriously: "You may have many enemies today. If you really want to thank me, don't be timid in front of them!" The woman I, Pei Chunan, liked, could not tolerate those scum to bully him.

But Pei Chunan knew even more that he could not interfere in this matter head-on, and the little woman didn't need him to interfere in head-on, so he could only choose to change the method to support her.

Ye Zihan's heart seemed to be pried open at this moment.

She was so used to fighting alone that no one could really give her the courage and motivation. No matter what, she would grit her teeth and hold on.

Whether you are afraid or panic, you must wear a hard coat, otherwise your opponent will see a flaw, and even Qin Anhua, who used to be, would not be able to see the fragile nerves on the verge of collapse under this surface.

"Well, if you are really scared, just shout, "My bodyguard will go to support you, and make sure that no one of them dares to do anything to you." Pei Chunan saw the fragile little woman in front of him and couldn't bear it, so he added.

Is Ye Zihan the person who needs others to pity the scene?

"I, Ye Zihan, can't be defeated by anyone. It's just a group of ants, so you don't need to do it!"

She waved her hand vigorously and went out majestic, but the next second, her feet in high heels kicked the door frame, and a bang sounded, causing her to gasp in pain.

Ye Zihan turned his head silently and peeked at the man on the sofa. The man had picked up the newspaper and continued to read the financial news. He seemed to have not noticed her embarrassed appearance, so he quickly ran away. She did not notice that the man's hand holding the newspaper was shaking.

But... after she got into the car, a black windbreaker came over and respectfully sent a stack of band-aids on it. Yes, you read that right, not one or two, but a thick stack with fresh packaging boxes.

"BOSS said, you might be able to use this."

Ye Zihan's lips twitched: "That's so thankful to him!"

Grand Hyatt Hotel is nearly three hours away from Qiyu. The night before, Xu Boyang rushed over overnight. His purpose was self-evident. As the new shareholder of Xu's family, Bai Xinlan and Bai Xiaoxiao were like they were deliberately trying to make a fortune with Ye Zihan, and they also rushed over to join in the fun. Ye Zihan's car had just stopped at Qiyu's door, and a Lamborghini also stopped.
Chapter completed!