Alia was not surprised that the other party already knew her true identity, so she simply spoke frankly, "How can you use the word 'take it for yourself'? My dear sister, Twilight is originally the property of the Gu family, isn't it? Since you can't keep it, then give it to me, your sister." Mo Shiyi obviously didn't expect her to say it so bluntly. She was stunned at first, and then responded incoherently: "You, you are really my sister? Then, why, I have never heard my family mention you? Do you have any grudges with our family?"
"Mo Shiyi, your surname is not Gu, so it is not your turn to interfere in the affairs of our Gu family."
Unexpectedly, Alia on the other end left such a puzzling sentence and hung up mercilessly.
Mo Shiyi was left still in the posture of making a phone call, unable to come back to her senses for a long time from her drifting thoughts. What kind of irreconcilable contradiction is there?
Until Qi Yan called out to her repeatedly in the video, "Sister Shiyi? Sister Shiyi! Ke Ke and the others have just done the statistics. Guess how many new products we have sold so far?"
"Including the pre-orders?" Seeing how happy she was, Mo Shiyi had a rough idea.
"Well... don't count the pre-orders for now!"
This season's improved version of Hanfu, except for the ruqun, which is limited in quantity, and the cheongsam and horse-faced skirt, which need to be pre-ordered, the other three styles were all contracted by the factory. As a result, in the end, it was a bit difficult to keep up with the speed of their orders.
"Double the maternity wear of last season?" She still gave a conservative estimate. Qi Yan in the video had a smug look on her face. She stretched out a finger and waved it in front of her eyes, "No, no, how can it be only twice! It's tripled, more than three times! If we count the number of reservations, my God, we will definitely win!" When the agreement was made, Mo Shiyi and Alia did not mention anything about the reservations, so she pondered for a moment and said to Qi Yan, "Well, I'll have to trouble you. Make another sales statistics including reservations, in case of emergency."
"Okay, no problem." There were still two hours before the final results were released. Shen Muhan returned to the room from the study. Seeing Mo Shiyi sitting on the bed with a computer in her arms and working hard, his brows frowned immediately, and he stepped forward to snatch her laptop, "What time is it
? It's time to go to bed, Shiyi."
"Oh, I won't rest before twelve o'clock tonight! Muhan, have you forgotten the agreement I made with Alia?" Mo Shiyi even tried to snatch the computer back to use.
"Don't your employees do those things? You should rest at the appointed time." She was obviously in confinement, but she was still working like a workaholic. Shen Muhan would not be soft-hearted at all, because he cared more about her body. Watching the computer being closed by the man, Mo Shiyi had to soften her attitude, change her tactics, and start the coquettish mode, "Husband, I don't have to worry about those things, but I am also curious about the final result. Otherwise, how can I sleep ?"
Shen Muhan remained indifferent, and asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Whether the result is good or bad, can you change anything?"
"Ah? No, I can't."
"Then you just go to bed obediently, I will help you pay attention to the final result, and tell you the first time you wake up tomorrow."
Mo Shiyi was tricked by the man again. She knew that it was useless for her to do anything, but she also knew that the other party was thinking about her body, so she didn't want to make trouble.
Anyway, even if she lost to Alia, she really couldn't change anything except making herself upset and unable to sleep. At this point, it's all up to fate and luck. Mo Shiyi then lay down in bed and said sullenly, "Okay, let's go to sleep, you should also go to bed early. If Xiao Kele wakes up from hunger or something, remember to call me!"