Lan Weiwan nodded, recorded it at any time, and said, "Okay." I will make the cheongsam the best according to Mrs. Han's body proportions, and then send it to you, you try to see if it fits, if it is not suitable, I will change it. ”

"Okay, Mrs. Ann, I'll trouble you. "Mrs. Han is also very polite to Lan Weiwan.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Han, it's good if you call me late. Lan Weiwan said.

Mrs. Han nodded repeatedly.

"What kind of fabric dresses does Mrs. Li like on weekdays?" Lan Weiwan said and saw the dress on Mrs. Li's body, which was made of silk.

Ordinary wives will choose silk to make dresses in the summer, but Lan Weitai found that Mrs. Li's body proportion is not good, and wearing silk materials will expose the flaws of her figure at a glance.

If it is blue and not too late, I will choose the material of chiffon.

"Late night, most of my usual dresses are made of silk, but this time I want to change one. Mrs. Lee said.

Presumably, I also think that although silk dresses are comfortable, they will expose their shortcomings.

"Mrs. Li, you can come here and have a look. This is a chiffon fabric, because the warp and weft of chiffon fabric are relatively sparse, so this material is particularly easy to breathe, and the color reduction treatment will be used in the production process, so the chiffon material will be lighter and feel better. ”

Lan Weiwan said slowly to Mrs. Li. Mrs. Han and Mrs. Zhang on the side were talking.

"In addition to chiffon, there are also silk cotton, pure cotton, and cotton and linen materials, all of which can be used as the choice of fabrics for dresses in the summer, but I think chiffon will be more suitable for you, Mrs. Li. Lan Weiwan came up with his own idea.

Mrs. Li on the side also nodded frequently and said, "Okay, then let's do what Mrs. Ann thinks!

Lan Weiwan heard Mrs. Li's words, turned around and smiled and said, "Okay, my construction period is about two weeks, and I will send Mrs. Li and Mrs. Han over when the time comes." ”

"Okay, then it's too late. Mrs. Zhang said.

"It's not a hassle. Lan Weiwan said with a smile.

Who would be troublesome!

"Evening, let's add a contact information, and we can contact us if there is anything in the future!" Mrs. Zhang said and took out her mobile phone.

Lan Weiwan entered her mobile phone number, and then Mrs. Zhang added Lan Weiwan's WeChat.

After sending off a few wives, Lan Weiwan went into the studio and began to design the first draft.

Chen Rui also came back with the materials, and the studio is developing in a good direction step by step.

At noon, Lan Weiwan had nothing to do, opened Weibo, but saw the news of An's Group on the homepage of Weibo.

"An's Group owes migrant workers wages!" The big news headline made Lan Weiwan feel shocked.

Lan Wei opened the news later and saw a large number of migrant workers gathered downstairs in An's Group Company, holding signs asking An Zhunjue to pay back the money. At this time, Lan Weiwan began to realize why Brigadier An had been busy in the study for the past two days.

Could it be that the Ann Group's funds can't be operated, or is it going to go bankrupt? These thoughts occupied Lan Weiwan's heart. She remembered Lord Ahn.

If it was really what he thought, a strong person like An Zhunjue would probably not tell him.

Lan Wei was not in the mood to eat late, grabbed the bag on the table and ran towards An Zhun Jue's company. After leaving the studio, Lan Weiwan started to take a taxi, and there were passengers in several cars in a row, and the anxious Lan Weiwan decided to run.

It's not that far from An's here, let's run! Lan Weiwan could only comfort himself like this.

Who said it wasn't far! It's obviously far away, isn't it? Lan Wei ran for 15 minutes late and didn't get there, squatting on the side of the road and secretly complaining in his heart. But as long as he thought that An Zhun Jue might be anxious to think of countermeasures in the office now, Lan Weiwan's heart was blocked.

Lan Wei said to the master after the car at night: "Master, go to the An's Group." ”

"All right, little girl. But there are people making trouble there today, I heard that some people have been beaten!" The master looked at Lan Weiwan from the rearview mirror and panted.

Hearing this, Lan Weiwan's heart chuckled, what if An Zhunjue was injured? Could it be him? What if he was injured? Lan Weiwan forced himself not to think about it anymore. But these thoughts have been lingering in Lan Weitai's mind.

"Master, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry. Lan Weiwan could only urge the master, hoping to see An Zhun Jue soon.

After getting out of the car, Lan Weiwan handed the master a hundred yuan in cash, and then got out of the car and ran.

"Girl, girl, I haven't asked you for money yet! as long as the starting price!" the driver shouted loudly behind Lan Weiwan.

"Master, no! no!" Lan Weiwan didn't look back, just waved his hand and shouted.

Will An Zhun Jue think of himself at this time? Lan Weitai unconsciously thought of when he was kidnapped, and looked forward to An Zhun Jue being able to appear in front of him.

Do you want me to be by your side too?" Lan Weiwan called An Zhun Jue as he ran.

When he ran to the door of the company, Lan Weiwan saw that there were still a lot of migrant workers at the door of the company.

It might be a bit of a hassle to get in from here, but I'll give it a try!" Lan Weiwan thought to himself.

"What's wrong?" came Ann's deep voice.

"Jun Jue An, are you alright!, where are you?" Lan Weiwan said to Jun Jue An as he walked inside, hoping that the people at the door could not see him.

"Someone's in!" suddenly shouted a man.

When Lan Weiwan heard this, he turned around and saw a group of people running over him, and before he could react, he was surrounded in the middle.

"She's going in, she'll know where Ann is!" said a contractor.

Others chimed in.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I just went in to deliver a dress, and I'll be out right away. "Lan is not too late to try to fool the test.

"Impossible! If you can go in, it means that you must know where An Zhun Jue is!" The crowd was excited at this moment, and Lan Weiwan didn't know what to say.

"An Zhun Jue, he owes us the hard-earned money and doesn't pay it back! We're going to wait for him here today! We won't leave if we don't wait,"

"Yes! He owes us peasant workers' wages, and he can't die well!

When Lan Weiwan heard this, the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed completely.

"Why do you really say that? It's not clear whether he did it! Why do you want to say that about him! He's not such a person!"