"I'm sorry, I seem to have entered the wrong store, my friend is waiting for me, I'm going to hurry over, goodbye!"

Jiang Ranxi was afraid that the clerk would be suspicious, so he made an excuse in a panic.

She ran a long way and went downstairs before leaning against the marble pillar to catch her breath.

I took out my phone and looked at the photo I had just taken, and the girl's dress and skirt were very clear.

The more she looked at it, the more she liked it, as if she had imagined herself wearing it.

It's really good-looking, it's so good-looking!

It is worthy of being designed by a famous artist, whether it is the first sight or the first few glances, it is always amazing.

Jiang Ranxi couldn't wait, she couldn't wait, and called someone directly.

"Sister Fangfang! I have a picture of a dress here, can you help me make an identical one? I'm in a hurry, I have to do it tomorrow! ”

The other party replied, "That's fine, send me the photo." ”

"Sister Fangfang, you're the best!" Jiang Ranxi felt a sense of joy that God was helping her, so she switched her phone to the WeChat page and sent a photo to the past.

It was seen over there quickly.

However, there was an exclamation on the phone, "Oh my God! This was designed by the Chanelse family? Ran Xi, this can't work! These famous designs are copyrighted, I can't do it according to the version, it's plagiarism! If the other party investigates it, I ......"

Jiang Ranxi said, "What does this matter, no one knows that you did it!" Ouch, Sister Fangfang, you can help me, please, just this time, just help me this time! ”

"Well, that'...... I'll change some places......"

"No! It must be exactly the same, I must be exactly the same, I can't change it, I can't change it at all! Jiang Ranxi was very persistent.

In the end, under her soft grinding and hard bubbles, the other party still agreed.

After Jiang Ranxi hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth were full of smugness.

"Mu Xiaoxiao, what if Ji Shao made a dress for you? Finally, the person who wears this dress and dances with the young man is me! ”

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Han Qiqing finally couldn't bear it anymore and called Xiaoxiao, but found that he couldn't get through.

It's a little off!

This frightened Qiqing, thinking that Xiaoxiao saw the WeChat she sent, and was too sad and sad to know about it.

"What to do, what to do, what to do!"

Han Qiqing dragged Song Shijun's clothes around, so anxious that she couldn't do it.

"Don't tear my clothes, you're going to tear them." Song Shijun hurriedly rescued his clothes.

Han Qiqing said anxiously, "It's a little off!" She saw it, she must have seen the message I sent her, she knew about it, she must be very sad now, very sad, maybe hiding somewhere to cry! ”

Song Shijun asked, "Could it be that her phone is out of battery?" ”

Han Qiqing glared at him, "Do you think it would be such a coincidence?" ”

Song Shijun frowned, and he also felt a little worried, "Indeed, if Xiaoxiao knew, he would definitely be very sad." ”

"No! I'm going to find Tiny! Where do you think she'll be? She was in Yin Shaoji's office before......" Han Qiqing thought about it, turned around and ran upstairs.

When she arrived at the door of Yin Shaoji's office, she knocked on the door hard, but no one responded.

Tiny is not in it.

Where's that little one? Where is she now?

Han Qiqing was so anxious that she pulled Song Shijun's sleeve again, "Hurry up and find a way!" You say, where will Xiaoxiao go? ”

Song Shijun was helpless, so he could only let her pull it.