After 11 o'clock in the morning, in the office of the bidding meeting, President Wang and his party began to dismantle the bid. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The process is very simple, open a tender and look at the first few pages of the school uniform renderings.

If the clothes are eye-catching, then look at the specific plan and quotation.

If you can't even get into it, you can throw it directly into the waste standard pile on the side, no matter how cheap it is, it is useless.

"This design is interesting, the boy is in a tunic, with a stand-up collar and a black navy hat, and the model looks a bit like the actor Chen Kun. For girls, they wore blue cloth tops, white pleated skirts, black cow tendon cloth shoes, and white stockings. When I saw the photos, I felt like I had traveled back in time to the twenties and thirties!"

"In recent years, the May Fourth retro style of the Republic of China has indeed been very popular, and there are many film and television works, but it is for college students, we are high school, so it is not very suitable. ”

"Then let's put forward this set of May Fourth Wind first, this design company is good, it is Li Moling's company. ”

"Speaking of fame, Zhu Yutao's design studio is also quite famous, his is still British style, and it is also very good-looking. ”

"Come on, none of us should talk about fame, if you want to be more famous than the designer, no one is as good as our teacher Dai, right?

"Haha~~~"

Several judges laughed while demolishing it, and there were many discussions, but they didn't feel bored.

The first round of screening ended quickly, with a total of 8 bids approved and 16 remaining.

Special observer Dai Xiaosheng re-examined these 16 documents, but he could not get into his eyes and was directly sentenced to death.

The second round is 5 out of 8, a total of 5 candidates are needed, and a decision will be made after the announcement.

First of all, aesthetics are very subjective, everyone's preferences are different, arguing about beauty and ugliness, arguing for their favorite styles, and there is nothing wrong with shouting loudly.

The second is the interests, these school leaders, more or less have the interests of related enterprises.

It's very simple, this time it's just to cooperate with the recording of "I'm going to school" and the summer school uniform bidding, if the students are used to this set, do they have to change into autumn clothes and winter clothes after the cold?

Hong'an No. 1 Middle School, three grades, 8,000 students, every year is like cutting leeks, cutting stubble after stubble, which is more stable than the income of A-shares, which is all money that flows for a long time!

After eating at noon, they continued to quarrel, and after more than an hour of "fighting for profit", everyone was overwhelmed, and after balancing the interests of many parties, they finally listed five plans.

Near 1 p.m., five bids began to be sealed in the office, ready to be announced.

The small hall reopened, the air conditioning and fans were turned on, and the representatives of the enterprises who had eaten and drunk in the canteen returned one after another.

In the last two rows of seats, Yang Shilei casually found a place to lean on, raised his long legs, and rested them on the table: "Come on, rub the boss's legs." ”

Chen Mubai was like a little girl, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes: "Yes, master~~"

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she grabbed the tender flesh on the inner thigh of Yang Shilei, crossed the two fingernails like this, twisted them so hard, only to hear a scream, and a mark like a red lip appeared on the delicate skin.

Chen Mubaijiao smiled, leaned over and asked, "Master, are you cool?"

Fortunately, there is no one around, and even if someone sees it from afar, they will only think that this little couple is sprinkling dog food - in the cafeteria, and when they go back to the small hall, should they be so cruel?

Yang Shilei covered his inner thighs, rubbed them gently, and inhaled: "Chen Mubai, you are so cruel!"

Chen Mubai covered his mouth and pointed at Ling Yu, Qi Shengtian and the others who were sitting far away, eating and laughing: "Are you cruel, look at those few, depressed, listless, frightened, you are so cruel that you offend everyone, are you afraid that you will have no friends in the future?"

Yang Shilei suddenly became serious, approached her face, stared at her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Even if I offend the whole world and lose all my friends, as long as I have you with me, I will be satisfied." ”

Chen Mubai's face turned red, and he took a sip: "What are you talking nonsense? pretend, let you pretend to be deep! I pinch~~~"

"Ouch, ouch~~Look at my counterattack~~Grab the milk dragon grip~~"

Yang Shilei was powerless to resist, and many key points on his body were lost, Chen Mubai scored with more attacks, and he gasped excitedly, completely forgetting that several of his vital parts were also counterattacked by Yang Shilei.

This kind of little game, the two of them are very happy.

After the fight, Chen Mubai sneered: "Ouch Yang Shilei, I found that you are even more wilted than Su Xinyi's father, tossing Ling Yu and Qi Shengtian, one by one! Alas, I usually can't see that you are so vicious, you look quite honest." ”

Yang Shilei said indifferently: "Because men are all eels, they are the best at disguising themselves." If you can see through my inner thoughts, I'm finished. ”

Chen Mubai chuckled and asked, "You really don't plan to meet with Boss Ling?"

Yang Shilei shook his head: "What's there to see?"

Chen Mubai said: "During the meal, he said, let you help him shoot the autumn clothing series, the price is negotiable, you can bid." ”

Yang Shilei said angrily: "It's good to discuss a fart, I offered 100,000 yuan, do you say he will give it or not? Hmph, I like the wilted Mr. Su now, I helped him sell T-shirts, he earned more than 100,000 yuan, and gave me a red envelope of 50,000 yuan." I helped MissShe sell clothes, and the one surnamed Ling earned hundreds of thousands, not only did I not give a red envelope, but I was still fighting Su Xinyi's idea......"

Chen Mubai was shocked, she heard two pieces of information, one was to sell T-shirts and cultural shirts, Su's father gave Yang Shilei a red envelope of 50,000 yuan, and the other was that Ling Yu was actually beating Su Xinyi's idea?

This kind of gossip, of course, she is interested.

It's just that she didn't have time to ask, but in the backstage of the auditorium, the staff returned to the small auditorium with a large box of documents, pushed a movable blackboard on the podium, and wrote five lines of big characters with chalk.

The noisy discussion in the small hall immediately stopped, and the five candidates were released!

Plan 1: Muring Fashion Design Studio's work "Nostalgia of the Republic of China".

Plan 2: Zhu Yutao Clothing Design Co., Ltd.'s work "British Style".

Plan 3: Qingyuan Fashion Design Company's work "Summer Fresh".

Plan 4: Jiayi clothing works "School Uniform Bidding Plan A".

Plan 5: Jiayi clothing work "School Uniform Standby Plan B".

Seeing these five rows of text on the blackboard, the small auditorium was all boiling.

Noisy, complaining, invective, questioning, dozens of people all gathered around, pointed to the blackboard, and protested loudly.

"What the hell is this?"

"Why is there 2 candidates for Jiayi clothing?"

"Nine Zero Clothing can't even get into the shortlist?"

"The nostalgia of the Republic of China, the British style, these are easy to say, what the hell is the school uniform bidding plan A and B?"

"What about the people in Jiayi's costumes?

Father Su's face sank: "Why A and B?"

Master Wang was dumbfounded: "Su ...... Mr. Su, it turns out that the noun of the program can be named by yourself......? I thought it was a note marker......"

Father Su shouted in a low voice: "For such an important matter, you don't want to ask Xiao Yang?"

Master Wang was aggrieved: "Before the bidding, aren't the bids in the hands of you and Xiao Qi?"

Father Su choked, it was really a mistake, he made a big oolong, and he could only scold angrily: "There is no one who can save my worries, and I want to wipe my ass again!"