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    Hearing the word "fairy stick", Zhuo Weilan suddenly remembered the children's programs he had watched when changing channels, as well as the spicy-eyed emoticons exchanged between friends out of boredom. His mind went crazy, and he took a liking to the mature style of Mi without much thought.  Qin said the words "Balala Little Demon Fairy".

    She was a little regretful.

    Who would have thought that Mi Qin¡¯s eyes shone brightly and she nodded as if she had met a close friend, ¡°Yes! I couldn¡¯t think of what to say at the moment!¡±

    Zhuo Weilan was stunned.

    Did she hear it correctly?  Mi Qin really knows who Balala is?

    "Weilan, it's good if you can understand." Mi Qin didn't feel awkward at all. She pulled out a photo from her phone and said to her with a smile, "I want to give my daughter a commemorative gift. I don't know what she is doing now."  My preference, but I remember that she especially wanted a fairy wand. I think it¡¯s good to combine jewelry with mature meanings with childhood memories. I hope you can design it to give Jiameng a surprise.¡±

    Zhuo Weilan glanced at the photo.

    The picture is clear, but the sense of age in the background cannot be concealed.  There were three people inside. Mi Qin and his wife were sitting on the left and right, with a greenish look on their faces, hugging the little girl in the middle and smiling happily.

    The little girl wore twin ponytails and a floral skirt. She hugged a doll and sat down obediently. She looked at the camera in a daze, and her slightly sideways body was obviously more inclined towards Mi Qin's wife.

    "So cute." Zhuo Weilan praised politely, "This must be Jiameng when she was a child."

    Mi Qin smiled and nodded, staring at the pictures displayed on the screen.  "Yeah, I was the best at that time and was willing to take a family photo with us"

    Being in the noisy street, Mi Qin¡¯s voice was not loud, and the rest of the words were more like talking to himself.

    Zhuo Weilan is a person with sharp ears and successfully captured the second half of the sentence that was almost drowned in the sound of the honking car horn.

    She was slightly embarrassed.

    No matter how nice Mi Qin said it, or how meaningful she described this gift, she could not hide the embarrassing situation of being estranged from Mi Jiameng and relying on her hobbies from many years ago.

    Although her design work will be completely finished when the finished product is handed over to Mi Qin, Zhuo Weilan couldn't help but wonder: did Mi Qin really want to make a special gift, or was he eager to improve the relationship and approached her?  Let's mess around together?

    Mi Qin noticed her scrutiny, put away her phone and regained her composure, and calmly talked about the conditions, "The situation is probably like this. You can freely play with the style, material, and color matching, and the size should be kept in a hand-held size."

    Zhuo Weilan came back to his senses and stopped thinking. He felt that he should take it seriously if he agreed, "Do you have any other requirements?"

    Mo Shuang, who had been waiting quietly, handed over a pen and paper at the right time to prevent her from scribbling on the information provided by the lawyer.

    Mi Qin saw this scene in his eyes and tilted his head to avoid it by tucking his hair behind his ears, "Try to be as close to the little girl's fantasy as possible without plagiarism."

    A little girl¡¯s fantasy?

    Zhuo Weilan wrote five words that were difficult to understand on the paper, and said with a dry smile, "Okay."

    She was thinking about asking a few more questions, but before she could figure it out, she was interrupted by a call from Mi Qin's cell phone.  Mi Qin said sorry, picked up the phone and took a look at it. She frowned deeply and put it back in her pocket without answering the phone. She said to them, "Weilan, I have something to do. If you have any questions, please call or send a message."  "

    "Yeah." Zhuo Weilan was not surprised that Mi Qin ran away after saying a few words - Mi Qin was so busy and had to squeeze in time with his wife and children, so how could he have time to talk to her so much.

    She thought this to herself, said goodbye to Mi Qin with a smile on her face, and watched the car drive away before turning around and getting in her own car.

    "Wei Lan." Mo Shuang closed the door and immediately told her about this customization, "You don't have to take the order if you don't like it."

    Zhuo Weilan pouted, "Who said I don't like it anymore? I can show it off in front of Mi Qin"

    "You don't like her."

    "How could it be?" Zhuo Weilan glanced at Mo Shuang, "She is a client, the boss who gave me the opportunity. I wish she would give me a few more orders to keep me busy until the company procedures are completed."

    Zhuo Weilan defended subconsciously, and only after he spoke the words did he understand the reason for the faint discomfort in his heart.

    She didn¡¯t completely treat Mi Qin as a customer, and even her complaint without having time to ask for details involved Mi Qin¡¯s family.  In fact, if the custom-made customer was not Mi Qin but someone else, and she heard Party A's father say that he had to leave first, she would at most want to talk about it next time, and she would never have the same disdain she just expressed.

    "Alas." Zhuo Weilan shook his head, trying to get rid of the confused thoughts of not distinguishing between public and private. After calming down, he solemnly promised, "Don't worry, I willsp; Zhuo Weilan smelled the fragrance of the milk tea, held it up and took a sip, squinting his eyes with satisfaction, "Well, it's sweet and moist."

    At this moment, Mo Shuang showed her the phone.

    Zhuo Weilan almost dropped the cup in his hand when he saw it.

    On the screen are the search results for fairy wands. The first one is a serious encyclopedia explanation. The second one starts to change and asks "Will using fairy wands become addictive?". Scroll down further and there are mall advertisements, classified as "Adults".  Supplies", keywords for women, vibration massage function

    "Hey!" Zhuo Weilan grabbed the phone and turned off the search, then glared at it, "How could Mi Qin customize something like this for his daughter?"

    Mo Shuang shrugged, "After she mentioned her daughter, I realized that something was wrong."

    "What about before?"

    ¡°I think she¡¯s really good at playing.¡±

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    Mo Shuang: In broad daylight, two designers were actually discussing customized fairy sticks on the street

    Zhuo Weilan: It¡¯s not what you think!  !  !  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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