Chapter Fifty-Eight: Rujia's Original Wardrobe Opened

After Rujia's original wardrobe had a storefront, Su Yijia registered a Weibo to post new clothes, and Sheng Ruyue, as one of the shareholders, also forwarded and publicized it. In this way, although there is indeed some traffic in the store, many people are coming for Sheng Ruyue's design. Within two days, Sheng Ruyue's two designs had been sold, but most of the time, no one cared about the clothes she designed.

The clothes designed by Su Yijia in Jiaji are indeed a big seller, but after all, she is not famous.

Although Su Yijia had already thought in advance that this would be the case, she was still inevitably discouraged.

Come to think of it, whether it's work or starting a business, it's not a simple thing.

On this day, after Su Yijia saw off a guest, she was sitting in the store bored, and when she was worried, she received a call from her friend Sheng Ruyue.

"How is the business in the store lately, are you busy?" Sheng Ruyue asked.

Su Yijia smiled and joked, "I'm not busy, it's all up to your design, your investment this time...... I guess it's going to fall into my hands. Although it was a joke, it was somewhat deflated. The situation in the store has hit Su Yijia quite hard these days, which makes her a little confused.

Sheng Ruyue also smiled, "Why, that desperate Saburo with great ambitions back then, admitted defeat so quickly?"

Speaking of which, in Su Yijia's first year of work, she was young and vigorous with a lonely heart, and the momentum of a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers really made Sheng Ruyue remember it for a long time.

I remember that at that time, she always got up early and worked late, did everything ahead of others, and did her best no matter what she designed. She once told Sheng Ruyue that when she became famous, she would open an original wardrobe and start her own brand.

Those pasts, it seems like just yesterday, but I didn't expect that so many years have passed in a flash.

Sheng Ruyue still remembers the smile and yearning on her face at that time.

After saying this, Su Yijia was also stunned.

Unlike Sheng Ruyue, who has been working hard for more than 20 years, Su Yijia now only has memories of before she was 22 years old, so she is more impressed by these things than Sheng Ruyue.

Su Yijia suddenly didn't know what to say, "I ......"

Sheng Ruyue said: "I called you today for one thing, the four-year "International Fashion Designer Creative Competition" is about to start, and now all parts of the country are signing up for auditions, if you are interested, you can sign up for a try." ”

After Su Yijia heard this, her eyes immediately lit up.

yes, she's only achieved a tenth of her goal, how can she start to lose her heart so quickly?

"Ruyue, thank you. Su Yijia smiled and thanked sincerely.

I'm so glad she still has such a friend who threw such an olive branch when she was discouraged.

Now she really needs such an opportunity, a motivation to move her forward.

"Between us, you don't have to be so polite. ”

After Sheng Ruyue said this, both of them laughed, as if they had returned to the tacit understanding they had in college.

……

After hanging up the phone, Su Yijia went to study the quadrennial "International Fashion Designer's Creative Competition", and she had no impression in her memory.

It turns out that this is a competition that has only started in the past 20 years, and it is very authoritative in the fashion circle, and many well-known designers have come out of this competition. Sheng Ruyue won the second place in the competition twelve years ago.

This happened to be the fifth competition, and after Su Yijia learned about it, she was suddenly full of fighting spirit.

After checking the information, it didn't take long for Su Yijia to enter the busy design again.

In addition to putting on new clothes at home, I also have to take care of some creative design drawings that participated in the audition, so I naturally neglected the things at home.

In this regard, Mr. Jiang has a lot of resentment.

In the blink of an eye, it was the 23rd anniversary of Mr. Jiang and Su Yijia's marriage.

Although Mr. Jiang is a straight man who does not smile, he occasionally has a sense of ceremony, especially in the face of his 22-year-old little wife, he can't help but think of what happened when he first fell in love, and he wanted to surprise her.

So, this day.

Mr. Jiang left the school early, and went to the counter to get the bag he had ordered, which was a gift for his wife's wedding anniversary. Mr. Jiang drove directly to Rujia's original wardrobe, and when he came in, he found that Jiang Dongyu was the only one in the store, so he put things at the front desk, his index finger curled slightly, knocked on the table gently, and asked, "Where are you, Mom?"

"Dad, why are you here so early today? Oh, my mom is inside. As he spoke, Jiang Dongyu pointed to the rest room inside, and then he saw the delicate things that his father had put on the table, blinked, and was about to get it, "What is this?"

Mr. Jiang bowed slightly, and without waiting for Jiang Dongyu to touch it, he took the thing in his hand, glanced at Jiang Dongyu's hand lightly, and walked towards the lounge.

Jiang Dongyu secretly pouted.

What a thing, it's so precious, you can't even look at it.

It's stingy.

Besides, Mr. Jiang, after entering the lounge with his things, he saw that his little wife was sitting next to a writing desk writing and drawing, she frowned slightly, and her expression was focused. Probably too serious, even the people in the house didn't notice.

Mr. Jiang waited for almost two minutes before he couldn't help but cough lightly.

Su Yijia saw Mr. Jiang standing next to her, pinched her eyebrows, and stretched, "Why did you come here today?"

Mr. Jiang pursed his lips slightly, and his always plain expression crossed a little dissatisfaction.

During this time, Su Yijia would be busy in the store until eight or nine o'clock every day, and sometimes Mr. Jiang came, Su Yijia didn't care about him, and felt that he was causing chaos, and often urged him to go home.

So, most of the time, Mr. Jiang stayed alone in the empty house after work, waiting for his wife to go back.

"Hmm. Mr. Jiang responded lightly, sat down next to Su Yijia, glanced at her, and stopped talking.

Su Yijia didn't notice his expression, and after saying hello, she threw a sentence to Mr. Jiang, "I may have to go home later, and you have nothing to do here, so go home first, by the way, you don't have to wait for me for dinner." Then, I continued to draw the drawings.

Suddenly, Mr. Jiang's lips pursed even tighter.

He didn't speak, he didn't say yes, he didn't say yes.

Su Yijia was inspired at this time, and after explaining the explanation, she forgot about Mr. Jiang behind her head, and after half an hour of painting, she turned her head and saw a big living person next to her, almost startled.

She clutched her chest and inhaled, "You, you're not gone yet......"

Mr. Jiang looked at her quietly and did not speak. I don't know why, Su Yijia actually tasted a little aggrieved from Mr. Jiang's expressionless expression, and soon, she shook her head in horror, feeling that she must be dazzled.

Su Yijia coughed lightly, her expression a little uncomfortable.

Mr. Jiang seems to be a little abnormal today.

It's not right, it seems like he's been quite abnormal lately.

Mr. Jiang let out a faint "um" again, "No." ”

Su Yijia stubbornly said, "You...... Is there something you want to tell me?"

Mr. Jiang glanced at the takeaway box in the trash can and frowned slightly, "Even if it's work, you have to eat well." After a pause, he added, "I've ordered Western food tonight." ”

Su Yijia actually wanted to say that I would be busy another day, but looking at Mr. Jiang's expression, she swallowed this sentence silently.

“…… Good. The desire to survive shut her up.

After the two of them came out, Jiang Dongyu was still sitting at the front desk, Su Yijia patted the table and called out to his son, "Let's go, your dad will take us to a big dinner today." ”

Jiang Dongyu's eyes lit up.

But before he could cheer, Mr. Jiang's cold voice came, "He's not going." ”

Kang Dong Woo: ???

He looked at his father aggrievedly, and saw his father's slightly darkened face, as well as a slightly warning look, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Oh yes, I'm still busy, mom, you go, I won't go." ”

Su Yijia glanced at Mr. Jiang and then at Jiang Dongyu before saying, "Okay, wait for me to come back and pack it for you." ”

When eating, Su Yijia felt weird, she thought it was a simple Western meal, but she didn't expect it to be red wine and candlelight dinner, and there was a rose on the table.

And she thinks the grilled fish is delicious, the steak is flashy, and it's a little unfilled.

Mr. Jiang seemed to be in a good mood, and was very considerate to help her pull out the chair and cut the steak, even more attentive than the young couple in the hot love period next door, which caused the opposite couple to look at it frequently.

Su Yijia almost felt uncomfortable, but Mr. Jiang's face was still as usual, and asked her in a low voice, "How does it taste?"

She looked at the small pieces of beef on the plate, felt less, pursed her lips, and said truthfully, "I still think hot pot and grilled fish are better." ”

Mr. Jiang's face was a little dull: "......"

After being silent for a moment, Mr. Jiang returned to normal, and even smiled at Su Yijia, and said, "Do you like the new bags of the L family?"

Su Yijia felt that Mr. Jiang seemed a little abnormal today, shook his head, and said, "I don't think it's good-looking, it's not as good as my own design, and the price is so expensive that a fool will buy it, and when I create my own brand in the future, I will make it beautiful and affordable." ”

After hearing this, Mr. Jiang was completely silent. Until a meal, he didn't talk to Su Yijia anymore, and he was expressionless throughout the whole process, looking like he didn't want to take care of her.

It just made Su Yijia confused, if it weren't for her good appetite, this meal would have been indigestion.

After sending Su Yijia back to the store, Mr. Jiang didn't even say hello, and drove away. Su Yijia pouted, this old man's heart was really a June rain, turning her face faster than turning a book, she walked in and handed the packed things to Jiang Dongyu, "What are you busy with in the store?"