Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

1The store manager, who was standing next to Zhan Yeling, saw Xiong Miao walk out. His expression was not very good. Behind her, Nana also came out with a flustered look.    

    

Having seen all kinds of occasions, the store manager immediately knew that it must be Nana who made Miss Xiong angry.    

    

He quickly went forward to remedy the situation. "Miss Xiong, where is it that you are not satisfied?"    

    

"I can't get along with your designer Nana. Please help me change a designer." Xiong Miao maintained her professional fake smile. After she finished speaking, she walked to Zhan Yeling's side and sat down at the seat closest to him.    

    

"Did I make you unhappy?" Zhan Yeling asked. In his words, there were already signs of a storm coming.    

    

As soon as he said this, the manager and Nana were so scared that their backs immediately straightened. If Zhan Yeling took responsibility for this, then their shop would be finished!    

    

Not only would the store be finished, even their futures would be ruined.    

    

The manager held his breath and concentrated, cold sweat pouring down.    

    

Xiong Miao smiled and said, "No, it's just that I feel that Nana's taste is not suitable for me."    

    

In front of Zhan Yeling, Xiong Miao's voice was gentle and her smile became sincere.    

    

People had to distinguish which was the one who was good to them. If they gave good attitude and good temper to outsiders and got angry at those who cared about them, then they would be fools.    

    

Outsiders only wanted to see you make a fool of yourself and see how unlucky you were.    

    

Only those who truly cared about you wanted to make you happy.    

    

After working hard for so many years, Xiong Miao had long understood this principle.    

    

"En." Zhan Yeling dotingly touched her hair, then turned around and said with a solemn and cold expression, "Call all the designers over and let her choose!"    

    

"Yes, I will do it right away." The manager immediately turned around.    

    

"Wait!" Xiong Miao suddenly said.    

    

The manager immediately stood still and looked at Xiong Miao in panic.    

    

"Call all the female designers." Xiong Miao said.    

    

When the manager heard this, his nervous nerves relaxed and he immediately smiled with curved eyes. "Okay, I'll do it for Miss Xiong right away."    

    

The manager used a relaxed tone to hide his panic.    

    

After saying that, she pulled Nana, who was still standing there, and brought her to the backstage office.    

    

She said to the designers in the office, "The female designers, go out. Give Miss Xiong a choice."    

    

The female designers all went out.    

    

The manager's face changed. He blamed Nana and said, "What's wrong with you? You can't even handle such a small matter!"    

    

"Manager, I..." Nana wanted to explain.    

    

"Shut up. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! Is Director Zhan someone you can climb up to?" After scolding him, the store manager rushed out. The scene still had to depend on him to support it. Otherwise, these people would cause trouble for him again. It would not be good.    

    

Nana was full of anger from being said. She stood at the door and was angry. She did not move for a long time.    

    

Why should he say that she was Gao Peng? That Xiong Miao was still not a country bumpkin? What right did she have to stand by Zhan Yeling's side and receive his love?    

    

What exactly was wrong with her?    

    

She was prettier than Xiong Miao, and even better than Xiong Miao in terms of background!    

    

Why couldn't she stand by Zhan Yeling's side?    

    

In the end, Xiong Miao was the one with the means, and knew her better than she did. It was just that Zhan Yeling had known her earlier!    

    

"Nana, don't just stand there. Come and have a cup of tea. This was brought back by the store manager from New Zealand." Hani saw that she was standing still and called out to her.    

    

"If you want to drink it, drink it yourself. I don't care!" Nana rolled her eyes at him and walked to her seat in her high heels.    

    

Hanni,... ""    

    

A row of female designers stood in front of Xiong Miao for her to choose from.    

    

Xiong Miao looked from left to right.    

    

She saw the one in the middle who was the smallest but had the most straight back.    

    

She said, "You..."