One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 19

Phoebe was dissatisfied annoyed that the atmosphere she created was broken by the her assistant, so the she gave her assistant did not have a gooda black face, "what What happened to ? Why so panic?."

"Warehouse... The shelves in the warehouse are fallingfell down!" the aAssistant said with both hands pestle on his knees, gasping unevenly said.

Hearing thisthat, Phoebe yanked her assistant'shis collar. "What did you say? The Shelves shelves falling fell down?"

"Yes."

"What about the fabric on the shelves?" Phoebe began to worry.

"The assistant swallowed." . “So did the fabric. Now there are hundreds of pieces of fabric all over theare on the floor, and as well as the labels. The category of the are scattered all over the placefabric can’t be told.”

"Damn it!” Phoebe exasperated to pushed the assistant exasperatedly and , but also for Violet, the foot ran to the warehouse leaving Violet alone.

Other designers saw this and joined in.

Soon, the people in the big office are were all gone, leaving Violet a personalone.

Violet stood in situ holding the document. For a moment, she did not know where she should goheld the project data standing in place, for a time do not know where to go,, but after a moment of after thinking , she followed upabout it, also followed the past.

As soon as she came toreached the warehouse warehouse’s door, she heard the roar of Phoebe, "you still leng what? Put the fabriccloth in back to its original place, for the next person will the buyer will come for it soon!"

"But directorDirector Hunt, these fabrics are top quality goods, many of which we have not seen, . how How do we know what is the clothfabric?" Someone made a weak sound.

Phoebe didn't care and said coldlyso much, pointing to the speaker, Yin measured the way, “Cut the crap, you only have one hour. If these fabrics failed to be placed back in an hour, you will be punished."

Hearing that unabashed threat of Phoebe, Violet at the door frowned.

It was right that Phoebe asked the designers to place the fabric back.

But the designers had never seen the fabric, it was impossible for them to put them back within an hour.

It was clearly difficult.

"What are you doing here?" Then, outside the crowd, a cold voice sounded suddenly.

Violet heard the voice coming from behind her, so she looked back.

Expressionless, Stanley walked over. She slightly lowered her head and calmly greeted him, "Mr. Murphy."

Stanley took a look at her and continued to walk forward.