"Do you want to change your job?" Lord An asked seriously.

"Do you want to change your job? Do you want to change your job?" This sentence slowly reached the man's ears, but in the man's case, it seemed to become: "Don't work here anymore, hurry up

Pack your bags and leave..."

"Don't work here anymore." This sentence kept lingering in the man's ears.

"An...Mr. An, don't fire me...I didn't do anything to you and that lady yesterday! Mr. An." The man said anxiously but very humbly.

"Mr. An, our whole family relies on me to support us. If I don't have a job, the life of my wife and son at home will be unimaginable, Mr. An." The tall and strong man is as small as a small ant at this moment.

In front of Lord An.

"What are you talking about? We, Mr. An, are asking you if you want to change your job?" Bai Hao looked at the man who nodded frequently towards Baron An and asked in confusion.

"Don't worry, I'm talking about changing your job, not firing you." Baron Baron An understood why the man in front of him was acting like this, so he spoke.

"Change...change a job? My educational level is not high, but I have enough strength. No matter which construction site I go to, I can do it well, Mr. An." Zhang Xiang scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile,

Showing two rows of white teeth.

"My wife, the woman you saw yesterday, is missing a bodyguard in her studio. Do you want to go?" Baron Count An asked. Only then did Bai Hao know why Baron Count An asked this man.

"Studio? Mr. An, do you really trust me?" Zhang Xiang asked uncertainly.

Junjue An did not speak, but looked at Zhang Xiang intently.

"Think it over carefully and give me a decision before you get off work today." After finishing speaking, Baron An turned around and left.

Bai Hao thought that Lord An was going to meet with the An Group, but he didn't expect that Lord An walked aside, took off his high-definition suit, picked up the work clothes that were placed on the cement, and put them on.

"An...Mr. An, what are you doing?" Bai Hao asked in confusion.

"Work." Baron Count An said and started to work. The workers on the side were also stunned. They looked straight at Baron Count An.

As if there was no one else around, Lord An pushed the trolley and carried bags of cement. Seeing Lord An working hard, Bai Hao also took off his suit and met Lord An.

Work together.

Only then did the workers realize that the president was advancing and retreating with them. The leading worker shouted loudly: "Brothers! Have you seen it! Mr. An is here to suffer with us. Why don't we do our best?"

Alive!"

"Yes, yes! Mr. An is here, we have to work harder."

All the workers began to work, and Zhuan Jue An and Bai Hao did not stop working. The sun gradually rose higher and higher, shining fiercely on the entire earth. The workers seemed to be used to this kind of life, and they were all here.

Put a towel around your neck. When the sweat comes down, wipe it with the towel. The sweat on your neck will be directly absorbed by the towel.

"Mr. An, I'll give you a towel, a new one. I haven't used it before." Zhang Xiang walked up to Lord An and handed the towel to him.

"Thank you." Lord An said, took the towel and put it around his neck.

"Little brother, you can come too." Zhang Xiang put another towel in Bai Hao's hand.

Bai Hao was startled for a moment, then said: "Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

Then I saw Zhang Xiang and smiled sheepishly.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger, but Lord An had no intention of giving up and kept working hard. On the contrary, Bai Hao on the side was more worried that Lord An would suffer from heat stroke.

"Mr. An, do you want to take a break?" This is the fourth time Bai Hao has asked this question.

"Everyone is working, let's not rest." Zhunjue An simply rejected Bai Hao.

"Mr. An, I'm mainly worried about your health. You said that if you get heatstroke, no one will be able to handle the company's affairs, right?" Bai Hao discussed with Lord An, but there was already a hint of emotion in his tone.

The tone of prayer.

"I'm not tired." After saying this, Lord An stopped talking to Bai Hao. Seeing this scene, Bai Hao thought that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be useless, so he accepted his fate and started working.

On the other side, in Lan Weiwan's studio.

The decoration in the studio has been completed. It is divided into two floors, the upper and lower floors. The hall is for displaying the clothes that have been made, and there is also a rest area for guests. The entire studio uses classic elements of Chinese style, but also incorporates modern elements.

The design style, a fusion of classical and modern styles, makes people feel very elegant at first glance.

This was also designed and decorated by Lan Weiwan and several friends. This is Lan Weiwan's first job, and she wants to do the best in it.

"Wanwan, Chen Rui and I are going to deliver goods." Zhang Min said.

"It's what the crew ordered!" Chen Rui said from the side, as if he could meet the star in the next second.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Lan Weiwan sat at the table, concentrating on designing the suit drawing. After hearing what the two people said, he raised his head and said.

"Okay, don't worry." Chen Rui said and threw a hat to Zhang Min, and Zhang Min reached out to catch it. Chen Rui liked motorcycles when he was in college, so he also gained a lot of fans, but

But he was also willing to work hard with Lan Weiwan in this newly established studio.

After seeing the two of them going downstairs, Lan Weiwan stretched slightly. Jirou ran over from another room and showed Lan Weiwan a sample of JK.

"Wanwan, can you take a look at this pattern?" Ji Rou said and spread the pattern in her hand on the model. Lan Weiwan took a look and said, "Okay, Xiaorou, how did you think of it?"

This color scheme?”

"Do you remember the dress you designed for Mrs. Zhang? I thought it would look good if it was designed in the Chinese Morandi color system, so I tried it. Unexpectedly, the effect of the design was still okay." Ji Rou Qingtian

The voice reached Lan Weiwan's ears.

Lan Weiwan nodded and then said, "Whose order is this?"

"Well, this is not someone's order. I want to make a batch of skirts and put them on our store's official website." Jirou said.

Lan Weiwan nodded after hearing this, and then said: "It seems that our Xiaorou has grown up."

Ji Rou nodded gently, walked lightly to Lan Weiwan's side, and looked at the drawings on Lan Weiwan's table.
Chapter completed!