Chapter 59:

059.
Ji Huan's appearance of being full of desire for survival saw the stunned people in the Demon Management Bureau. Zhuo Guang whispered in Song Shujing's ear: "I thought this kind of survival desire was only the boss. I didn't expect that the sister-in-law was not easy."
Song Shujing felt tired standing, leaning on Zhuo Guang. She covered her mouth in a whisper, for fear of being heard by Feng Chi, "You don't understand. If Huanhuan's desire to survive is not strong, maybe she won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow. Hey, Huanhuan is not easy."
Zhuo Guang suddenly realized.
Feng Chi: "..."
Ji Huan: "..."
The two looked at each other, and then Feng Chi reached out and pulled Ji Huan behind him, expressionless: "You are not too familiar."
Apparently they met just last night.
Ji Huan really didn't plan to work with Feng Chi at this time, and when he heard the words, he nodded again and again, "That's right, not very familiar."
The ambiguity of Ji Huan and Feng Chi probably can be seen by everyone. Chang Xingzhou's eyes turned around the two of them, and suddenly felt sad. He only remembered that his girlfriend had run away. As for why he was still confused, he couldn't find an accurate answer. Now that I saw the two being sweet and greasy, his heart was like a deep fry in the pan.
Obviously, he and Ji Huan both look pretty. Why doesn't he have this good luck?
Thinking about it, Chang Xingzhou sighed heavily again. For a short time, he didn't want to spend more time in the demon bureau, and then directly said: "What else do you want to know? I will say what I know."
Feng Chi gestured to Zhuo Guang and returned to the office with Ji Huan. Seeing Chang Xingzhou still standing on the spot, staring at Ji Huan and Feng Chi's back, he asked with some doubt: "What do you see?"
Chang Xingzhou: "Love."
After a pause, Chang Xingzhou was full of heavy face again: "It is said that I haven't been in love for half a year, and I feel itchy and unbearable."
Zhuo Guang responded at random, but soon remembered that the crab of Changxingzhou had a bad memory. I heard that this night, he was still looking for an engagement ring. He could n’t help but roll his eyes.
You ’re not immersed yesterday. Are you in love? "
"That's not the same." Chang Xingzhou sighed again, holding his chest weak and weak. "You can quickly ask, I'll go on a blind date after the question."
As soon as the voice fell, Ke Chenfei stepped it. Chang Xingzhou didn't respond for a moment, only felt a toe pain, he hurriedly wailed and kept his toes rounded his eyes. Ke Chenfei dragged him behind with a blank expression, and showed an apologetic smile to Zhuo Guang, "Don't listen to him, he doesn't need a blind date at all."
Zhuo Guang ’s expression looked rather inexplicable,
You can rest assured, you still know the rules of the entertainment industry. Let ’s talk about the designer ’s business now. I ’m bothered to put all of the designer ’s identity and phone number Give us."
Chang Xingzhou left the demon bureau smoothly after half an hour. When he went out, Chen Bo, who met the small restaurant next door, dragged a husky out slowly. When Husky saw him, he shouted, Chang Xingzhou glared at him, and then heard Chen Bo smiled: "Why is the boy again, what have you lost today?"
Chang Xingzhou was blushed by him and shook his head quickly. "Nothing was lost. Today I made a special apology."
Chen Bo oh nodded and nodded, "It is indeed time to apologize. Our little boy was scared yesterday."
Siberian Husky: "Aooooo."
Chang Xingzhou stared at the Husky again and rolled his eyes away.
In the demon control bureau, Zhuo Guang put the information in front of Feng Chi, and then turned around in the office subconsciously, without seeing Ji Huan. Until Ji Huan straightened up from Feng Chi's head. He stretched out a small head from the small mirror and looked down, his gaze falling on the material in Feng Chi's hands.
Zhuo Guang saw Ji Huan's eyes lit up, and quickly handed the other party a small cake, which was just brought back by Song Shujing, "Sister-in-law, give."
Ji Huan's eyes lit up, and he said thank you, and withdrew the small cake into the mirror.
Feng Chi took the phone and took a picture of his face. The mirror on the top of his head was upright, as if he had a special function. Feng Chi casually said: "Eat less, and your stomach is up."
Huo Xiaoqu'er Ji Huan's movement was dull, and he looked down at his stomach.
Worried about not looking carefully, he quickly picked up his clothes and looked at it.
"What support, my stomach is very flat." Ji Huan pouted, "If you say one more sentence, I will use this little cake to dunk on your head."
Imagine the picture of the cream on Feng Chi's head, and Ji Huan couldn't help laughing.
Feng Chi seemed a little helpless. He raised his hand and handed over a bottle of sweet milk. He took it with him when he went out this morning. "Eat less cake, you can drink milk, and grow taller easily."
Ji Huan hurriedly put his arms around the huge milk bottle into the mirror.
Zhuo Guang: "..."
It really seems superfluous for him to stand here.
Feng Chi raised his eyes and saw Zhuoguang standing upright like Han Han, froze for a moment: "Why are you still standing here?"
Zhuo Guang: "?"
After only a second of hesitation, Zhuo Guang intentionally rolled his eyes and left the office. Ji Huan gurgled sweet milk and burped, "Why are you bullying Zhuo?"
"No bullying." It was just a little obscurity. Feng Chi thought while looking down at the information in his hand.
According to the information, the designer that Chang Xingzhou looked for was an individual. But just in case, Feng Chi still handed the photos attached to the designer's face to Ji Huan. Ji Huan stared at him twice and burped again.
He covered his mouth and supported us: "It's a person."
Feng Chi Ren laughed and continued to read the information. This man is quite famous in the fashion circle. Of course, the famous here may be a bit derogatory. This designer is famous in the circle simply because the quality of his work is too poor to take it.
Ji Huan didn't know when he jumped from Feng Chi's head to his shoulders, and then slid down the slide to sit on his wrist. "It looks like this human does not know anything."
"You have to ask." Feng Chi got up from the chair, picked up the small mirror and shivered as he turned back, and left Ji Huan's sweater hat and left the office.
"Isn't it to ask?" Ji Huan was staggered by him, and he didn't even go by himself, and was caught on the front passenger seat like a salted fish with his tail caught. . He watched the man stoop down to fasten his seat belt, Feng Chi's eyebrows were close at hand, Ji Huan narrowed his neck quietly, almost holding his chin.
His eyes fell on Feng Chi's eyelashes.
It's quite long.
"Take you out for two laps." Feng Chi released his hand and stood straight outside the car, straightening his eyes, glancing across Ji Huan's stomach, "Weight loss."
Ji Huan: "..."
He pinched his belly and gave Feng Chi a look, "No meat."
"Am I pinching to see?"
Ji Huan pushed his face away and shut the door neatly. Dog man, what do you want to do!
The designer lives in a very ordinary community, which is full of old residential buildings. The guard did not take a look at Feng Chi and Ji Huan and put the people in. Ji Huan took Feng Chi's hand forward and looked back at the security room. The security guard was holding a mobile phone in crazy doublekill.
The designer lives on the first floor of Building No. 1. When Feng Chi knocked on his door, he took out the ‘relevant department’ certificate that all monsters in the Demon Administration Bureau had. The badge made the designer stunned and touched his heart that jumped too fast. He asked in a daze: "What's wrong with me? What is your department?"
Feng Chi: "Special Organization."
The designer said twice, and his face was slightly pale, and he smiled awkwardly at the two of them, "Then you come in. The house may be a little messy, which is really embarrassing."
Ji Huan followed Feng Chi's clothing corner and followed the man, and his nose wrinkled subconsciously as soon as his foot stepped into the door. He tugged at Feng Chi's clothes corner, and when the man turned his head, he tipped his toes and leaned into his ear and asked, "Did you smell something strange?"
Feng Chi: "A bit bloody."
Feng Chi said, his eyes turned around in the living room, and he didn't see anything strange. He glanced at the messy sofa. The sofa looked very old, and the edges were worn off a lot, exposing the cotton wool inside. A lot of magazines and materials were scattered on the sofa.
The designer noticed that Feng Chi's sight was even more embarrassing. I hurried over to clean up the sofa in a hurry, "Sorry, I'm a little messy here. Don't mind."
Feng Chi said: "We will ask you two questions, don't be nervous."
The designer nodded.
Feng Chi didn't hesitate to see him cooperate like this, he asked directly: "You recently designed a garment for Chang Xingzhou, where did the material of the garment come from?"
As soon as Feng Chi's words fell, he saw that Ji Huan beside him took out a small book with a serious face, and took out a pen to record.
The designer became more nervous at the first sight of Ji Huan's seriousness, although he is still very aggressive now and has no idea what happened.
After glancing at the two, he whispered: "Are you talking about the dresses I sold to Chang Xingzhou? I bought the material online. At the beginning, I just wanted to use these cheap materials to practice my hands. It was found that the material was particularly good when it arrived, and later it was hung out with the finished product. "
He didn't even expect to sell the dress to Chang Xingzhou, which made him earn a lot of money.
In the past two days, he placed more fabrics and planned to save more money to live in another place. It's old and trendy here, and occasionally there are a bunch of bugs, even snakes will come to join in the fun.
Ji Huan glanced at him, pretending, "Then you give me the name of the online store, or we add a WeChat and you send me a link directly."
The designer quickly took out his mobile phone, and after adding friends, he pursed his lips and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything wrong with this shop?"
Ji Huan's face was tight and nodded very seriously. "Don't look at the clothes and look good. In fact, it's not good for the human body. It's bad for radiation. If you wear a few offspring, you are selling your clothes to others. not good."
The designer's face is white. Feng Chi is in stark contrast to him. Feng Chi listened to Ji Huan's speechlessly and squeezed Ji Huan's face. Before he said anything, he saw the designer hurried to the bedroom, and within a few seconds he held a dozen Lu Shu The skin came out.