So there was no reaction to the lack of points so quickly.

Tang Xiaohan looked at the mall and felt that it was time for him to improve some of his abilities. Although I studied business in college, I still know a little about fashion design, especially the clothes in the 80s, after all, I didn't watch less movies in this time period when I was young.

In particular, her mother still prefers retro clothes, and if there is no party, she will dress herself up as a modern girl and walk around in front of her.

What Tang Xiaohan has to do now is to make the costumes of this era and add some new tricks.

Tang Xiaohan knows very well that whether it is opening a store or doing something else now, what is most lacking now is actually manpower, and they can buy fabrics when cloth is scarce, but in terms of their current money, they have no way to open a store here with only more than 200 yuan left after paying the rent.

Yang Tianfan wanted to borrow money from the bank, but where was the money in the bank at this time easy to borrow, especially now that they were strangers from other provinces, who would believe it?

So everything was not as simple as Tang Xiaohan thought at the beginning, and after coming over, he realized how difficult it was to implement each step.

It's really verified, it's hard to move an inch without money.

Tang Xiaohan still belongs to the handicap party, although he knows what he wants to paint, but in the end, he still can't draw what he wants to express, which makes Tang Xiaohan very distressed.

Originally, this matter was handed over to Bai Xiaomi to do, after all, Bai Xiaomi's old major is this, that is, clothing design, and they also have a history of learning clothing when they are studying, so Bai Xiaomi is a better candidate.

But who can know that this best candidate has now become a little white dog.

After wasting two or three pieces of paper, looking at the four dissimilarities in his paintings, Tang Xiaohan still decided to let go, looking at the appearance of his paintings, who can read it, who can understand it.

Tang Xiaohan looked at the white millet that was bouncing in front of him, and sighed deeply. How should she save her handicap, how can she save Bai Xiaomi, let Bai Xiaomi change back to human form, she really can't draw.

"How's the painting, Sister Han, let me see it, let me see it. Knowing that Tang Xiaohan was going to start creating clothes today, Bai Xiaomi was very excited, but because of her height, she couldn't see the painting painted by Tang Xiaohan on the table at all, so she had to keep jumping in front of Tang Xiaohan, hoping to attract Tang Xiaohan's attention.

After seeing Tang Xiaohan looking at him, Bai Xiaomi quickly ran to Tang Xiaohan's side, rubbing Tang Xiaohan's trouser leg with his furry head, his expression was a little pitiful, as if he just wanted to take a look at Tang Xiaohan's painting.

In Bai Xiaomi's eyes, her big boss is an invincible existence, after all, she drew three pictures at once, and her boss's excellent memory made Bai Xiaomi's impression very deep, although the shorthand is relatively fast, if you forget it later, you can't remember it.

But Bai Xiaomi feels that as her idol, Tang Xiaohan will definitely live up to her expectations and complete these masterpieces. For this reason, Bai Xiaomi is full of confidence in Tang Xiaohan.