Chapter 469

New home.

Han Muzi's heart was warm at the thought that she would own a house in Beicheng in the future.

The original owner told her that the key had only been given to the nanny and had been asked to come back. However, for the sake of safety, he suggested that she change a lock.

So Han Muzi looked at the fingerprint lock on the Internet, and then casually found a trusted brand to buy a password fingerprint lock. Because it was in the same city, the installer called her in the afternoon and asked her when she had time to install it.

Xiaoyan volunteered to let her pass, so Han Muzi gave her a half day holiday.

Because yetingchen's list has not been completed, but Han Muzi doesn't want to continue, but if she continues to drag on like this, she will explain that the longer it takes her and yetingchen.

Let's finish it early.

So Han Muzi locked up the office and designed his works.

Not long after the painting, the mobile phone rang. It was Xiaoyan who called her.

Generally speaking, Han Muzi won't answer the phone at this time, but Xiaoyan went to install the door lock. If she's okay, she shouldn't call her.

"What's the matter?" Han Muzi asked after answering the phone.

Xiaoyan said nervously at the other end: "Muzi, hurry up and get on the microblog. Your identity has been picked out!"

Hearing this sentence, Han Muzi's heart jumped, "what?"

She didn't respond for a long time. She just heard Xiaoyan say at the other end: "I was bored on the way here just now, so I brushed my microblog, and then I found that they picked up your photos. Now everyone knows that the secret woman held by yetingchen at the press conference that day is you."

Han Muzi: "... Haven't I asked someone to clear all those messages?"

"I don't know. I just brushed it, or I won't go today. I'll check it first..."

"No." Han Muzi said calmly in her eyes, "you deal with your business first. I'll do it myself."

"Well, you must come to me when you need it. We can change the door lock another day."

"Yes."

After hanging up, Han Muzi opened her mobile microblog and took a look.

Sure enough, I saw my identity picked out.

In fact, after Lin Xinghuo told her that day, she knew that her identity would be picked out one day, so she used public relations to delete those information.

But who knows, these have no impact on them at all.

If they want to pick you up, they will pick you up whether they have your information or not.

Han Muzi saw her picture posted. It was her back when she was walking in the corridor that night, revealing a side face. Behind it was a snapshot of the scene. She sat with ye Tingchen, while she was watching the performance on the stage, and ye Tingchen was watching her.

The photo was picked out. Will it be far from your identity? Han Muzi is a designer, and her English name has been picked out.

And her real identity in Beicheng.

Han Muzi, the daughter of the Han family.

Excellent background and past are presented all at once.

The comments below are also quite loud.

{sleeping trough, I said how the mysterious information about this woman was lost by public relations overnight. It turned out that there was such a powerful background... Although I don't know what this woman is like, the two people really match in terms of appearance.}

{I'm standing in this pair of CP! But isn't Han Muzi Han Qing's sister? Zhao Yiru actually said that her skirt was given by Han Qing. Who knows, she was beaten in the face soon. This high-profile temperament is really different from Miss Han's low-key reluctance to show people.}

{I'm not in Beicheng, but I've heard that Beicheng is a very powerful city. Of course, I've heard of the influential figures in Beicheng. I feel that this little sister is so happy. Yetingchen, husband! I'm lovelorn today!!!}

{only I think she's pretending? I really don't want to see people. Then why go to the press conference? They're all picked up. They're big and hiding. They're not stars.}

{there's something new. This woman returned home not long ago and opened a design company on XX road.}

Seeing here, Han Muzi's eyes changed and realized that his life might really be greatly affected.

Her real person was pulled out, and the company was pulled out so quickly. Would it even be millet beans?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi's face turned white for a moment, and she bit her lower lip hard.

She doesn't care what others say about her, but if Xiaomi bean is wired out, she has to pay attention to it.

Thinking, Han Muzi stepped back to brush again, but found that the microblog interface collapsed directly.

What's going on?

Han Muzi blinked and brushed again. He found that the interface was still broken.

Without much hesitation, she got up and went out of the office to the staff floor, and then asked Lengyue to lend her her mobile phone.

People in the staff office are very idle and brush microblogs.

When they got to this microblog, they were very surprised. Before they could sigh, the interface collapsed.

Seeing Han Muzi coming, Lengyue subconsciously turned off the web page.

"Bathe purple?"

"Lend me your cell phone."

Leng Yueyue handed over her mobile phone without hesitation. Han Muzi swept open the microblog app, searched it and found that it was the same as her situation.

Isn't there something wrong with her cell phone? Is it a system?

Thinking of this, she looked around the crowd: "do you have a microblog on your mobile phone?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

Several people stood up and handed her their cell phones.

Li Junfeng lifted his lips and said, "if you want to see the information about you, you don't have to see it. The system has collapsed."

"The system broke down?" Han Muzi wrinkled her delicate eyebrows in surprise. No wonder she disappeared when she brushed the page. It turned out that the system broke down. After thinking about it, she turned and asked Li Junfeng, "if the system crashes, how long does it usually take to fix it?"

"This depends on the skills of their internal personnel." Li Junfeng pulled his lips and never dared to say anything about flirting with Han Muzi again.

He likes beautiful women best, but when he meets that kind of excellent women, such as Han Muzi, he can't say a word of flirtation.

Excellent people always look up.

How do you stand at the bottom and say flirtatious words to the man standing high?

Han Muzi didn't know Li Junfeng's thoughts, but was relieved. Leng Yueyue tried to ask, "do you want to see your business? It seems that it's making a lot of trouble. I think the comments have been forwarded directly. There's no one published yet. Do you want to deal with it urgently?"

"Of course." it seems that they all know, and Han Muzi doesn't hide it anymore.

"Need help?" Leng Yue asked.