Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart (Sebastian)

Chapter 67

What caught Arron’s eyes was a very complete design drawing. This is a hand-drawn design drawing.

There are many annotations around the drawing, which are very clear and detailed.

This artwork is very similar to the draft paper that Arron saw in Suzi’s door a few days ago.

It’s just that the draft paper at that time was not as detailed as it is now, and there were several

amendments, making the amendments more reasonable.

“Who sent this artwork?” Arron asked the assistant immediately.

“Oh. It seems to be the assistant to the design director of Joan Group, called Shen…Miss Shen.”

“Take me to see her right away!” Arron said immediately.

“Okay Mr. Fu.” The little assistant walked out with Arron, and said as he walked: “Ms. Fu, Ms. Shen is

waiting at the front desk. You will be able to see her soon.”

“Good.” Arron said briefly.

And Suzi, who was waiting at the front desk, was startled when he heard Arron’s voice at first sight.

How could it be him?

For some reason, she didn’t want to see Arron on such an occasion, and Suzi didn’t want to have

anything to do with Arron on matters other than his mother.

This is a man she can’t afford to offend, and even more so.

Suzi turned around and ran. Before Arron walked out, she hurriedly stepped into the elevator and

pressed the down button.

“Where is Miss Shen? Were you here just now?” The assistant looked around, but no one was found.

Arron came under the blinds calmly and looked down calmly.

Not long after, a thin and thin figure appeared on the road. The figure looked lonely and alienated.

She seemed to be incompatible with this whole city, as if she had been living in her own world.

Suzi got on the bus and the bus drove away.

Arron also closed the shutters, then looked at his subordinates and said, “Just use this artwork.”

“Yes, Mr. Fu.”

At the other end, Suzi returned to the office and reported the situation to the director: “I have been Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

close to the other company for the artwork, director.”

“Very good, very good, go ahead, I will help you apply for the bonus this month.” The design director

said in a light tone.

Suzi dropped his head slightly: “Thank you, Director.”

“Go out,” the director said.

“That…” Suzi paused and said, “Tomorrow, I want to get off work an hour earlier, okay?”

“No problem!” The director readily agreed.

“Thank you. Thank you Director.” Suzi exited the Director’s Office in a proper manner.

The director looked at Suzi’s back, smiled contemptuously, and said: “True soil!”

In this office where beautiful women are like clouds, everyone is dressed in fashion, and every day is

changed into new clothes, Suzi is the soil.

The dregs of soil.

No one sees her as a colleague in this office. Only treat her as a messenger.

When Suzi was away, people in the company talked about her: “I really don’t know what the director

recruited such a local girl into the company? Do you mess? Ask an aunt to help us.”