For a moment, Tang Qingge turned around and wanted to run, but this idea was suppressed by her life, because the big boss had already seen her
Bo Qichen put down his coffee cup and folded his legs. He looked at her expressionless with the eyes of a big man. His voice was slow, "come here."
"Hey."
Tang Qingge comes to him and sits down.
The driver trembled, "Miss Tang, boss, where are we going?"
Tang Qingge just wanted to talk.
But the big man said, "the emperor charity auction."
“??”
Did he commandeer her nanny car?
I dare not say, I dare not ask.
Tang Qingge didn't know why. He glanced at the man's face and said cautiously, "well, you can put me at my house, or you can put me on the roadside, and I can take a taxi back by myself."
He glanced at her. "You come with me."
"Why?"
"I am short of a companion."
Tang Qingge can't hold back. If he lacks a female companion, he can find someone else. But under the man's cold eyes, she can't say anything like this.
His eyes seemed to say that if she dared not agree, it would be over!
"OK, no problem. I'll follow your instructions, boss."
She has a dog's flattering smile.
Staring at her faked flattery smile, the man jumped on his forehead and pursed his lips. "Stop ahead."
Soon the driver drove to a designer's shop. Tang Qingge took a look. The design shop was not very impressive, so she didn't care.
Bo Qichen entered the store with her. Just after entering the store, a man dressed in purple with great temperament came over with a smile. He first looked at Bo Qichen with angry eyes, and then looked at Tang Qingge. His eyes were more amazing.
"Are you... The luxurious designer James Lin?!"
It is said that a palace dress was used to make a name for designers in northern Europe. Who would have thought that he was now in this humble shop.
Tang Qingge's eyes are full of wonder and he feels that the world is mysterious.
Turn left and you will see a world-class designer. The key is the designer she is thinking about. It's incredible!
Lin smiled. "The little girl is really interesting. She recognized me at a glance. Mr. Bo, this little girl looks much more pleasant than your white Ranran!"
Thin Qichen screwed down his eyebrows. "Bai Ranran has nothing to do with me."
"What about this one? Does this have anything to do with you?"
"Noisy."
He said a few words. He made a noise. Lin twitched his lips. In the twinkling of an eye, Tang Qingge didn't know what he was looking for in his bag. He took out a pen and a notebook and looked at him with stars in his eyes. "Mr. James, can you sign for me? I'm your loyal fan! I watch every fashion show you have! Really!"
Jameslinlin raised his eyebrows, glanced at Bo Qichen with pride, took a pen and paper from Tang Qing's singer, smiled and signed for her, "Miss Tang, I'm glad to serve you."
Tang Qingge held jameslin's signature in her arms like a treasure, so excited that she almost screamed on the spot!
She's happy too!
But wait.
"Boss boss, how do you know I like Mr. jameslin?"
Bo Qichen pressed down the little hair that jumped up on her hair, looked at her face and said, "I read your collection of magazines at your home."
She collected a large collection of jameslin's design magazines.