27 Fashion Design Competition

Footsteps came from the corridor. Song Shiyu and the driver quickly put out their cigarettes and stood at attention.

"Young Master."

"President Gu."

Song Shiyu looked behind the man but did not see Qiao Xi. He could not help but ask, "Where's Madam?"

Gu Zheng said coldly, "Why do you care?"

Song Shiyu: "…"

'You ignored her and came all the way here to look for her!'

When Qiao Xi came down with her bag, the car she drove here was already being driven away by the driver, Old Wang. Song Shiyu was waiting for her in the corridor. "Madam, President Gu is waiting for you in the car."

Qiao Xi was puzzled. "What are you guys here? Discussing business?"

Song Shiyu looked around the dilapidated neighborhood and then at the man sitting in the back seat of the Maybach. He smiled and said, "Yes."

As a special assistant, adapting to changes was the most basic requirement.