Guan Jingbo thought that the clothes designed by Xiao Ke could be put into production so quickly, completely because Xiao Ke and Cong Jiajia had a good relationship, and he thought that he could not have the same good luck as Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke could put the clothes into production and sales, and then he could participate in the share of sales, so that Xiao Ke could make a lot of money first.

He has a good mentality, even if he knows that Xiao Ke helped Cong Jiajia by chance, he has good luck, and when he meets a powerful noble person like Cheng Nanwei, he can rise to the top in his career, Guan Jingbo can also maintain a calm and rigorous work style, and continue to do his clothing design.

After Guan Jingbo communicated with Cong Jiajia, he heard Cong Jiajia say that he also asked him to design the clothes according to Xiao Ke's sales route, he was very happy, every designer treats his design as a child, and no one wants his child to raise his eyebrows in front of others!

He nodded to Cong Jiajia and said, "Manager Cong, I will listen to your arrangements in everything, and I will fully cooperate with you in all your work and decisions." He knew that Cong Jiajia's design studio didn't seem to be big and didn't have any strength, but Cong Jiajia had Cheng Nanwei behind him, so the prospects of their design were unpredictable.

Cong Jiajia didn't expect that her temperament was cold, and the somewhat arrogant Guan Jingbo would be so easy to talk to, she smiled happily, told Guan Jingbo about some specific processes, and then told Guan Jingbo, "Among your clothing design drafts, if there are any unacceptable ones in the online store, then this design draft will be taken over and re-modified, and it can't be put into production, it's not put on the Internet for promotion, it will be put into production, and it also depends on the customer's response."

In Xiao Ke's design drafts, there are also styles that are not accepted by customers, and we have not put those drafts into production, because we are just starting out now, and we have limited funds in our hands, so we dare not make a big production, so please understand my hardship. ”

Guan Jingbo's expression understood, "I understand your thoughts and decisions, our design studio has just started, and it is the first time that I have cooperated with you, no one can rush to put the design draft into production in large quantities, if I were sitting in your position, I would do the same." ”

Cong Jiajia listened to Guan Jingbo's words, she was also relieved, took Guan Jingbo's design drafts, left Guan Jingbo's design room, returned to her office, she immediately contacted the three-dimensional design company, where the female manager who admired Cheng Nanwei recently took people abroad to learn new technologies, and a male person in charge received Cong Jiajia.

As soon as the other party heard Cong Jiajia's name, he immediately greeted Cong Jiajia very enthusiastically, Cong Jiajia told the other party what he meant, and he immediately accepted it and said: "You can send the design draft over at any time, and I will arrange someone to make a three-dimensional sample for you as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, then I'll send you the manuscript later, and I'll contact you when I arrive." Cong Jiajia was afraid that Guan Jingbo would feel that he was very good to Xiao Ke, so in order not to let Guan Jingbo have any ideas, he was also very concerned about Guan Jingbo's affairs.

"Okay, Miss Cong, I'll wait for you in the company, just come to me directly when you come." The person in charge said politely.

After Cong Jiajia hung up the phone, she said hello to Xiao Ke to take care of her, and went out with Guan Jingbo's design draft, and was driven to the 3D design company by the bodyguards outside.

Sitting in the bodyguard's car, Cong Jiajia pondered that she should buy a car again, Cheng Nanwei could drive back and forth to pick her up when she was free, but when Cheng Nanwei was not available, she would take the bodyguard's car, so she was always a little unaccustomed to it.

Cong Jiajia arrived at the design company, the male person in charge was really waiting for Cong Jiajia, and personally greeted Cong Jiajia at the door of the office, warmly entertained Cong Jiajia, and Cong Jiajia was a little flattered, she explained her thoughts to the male person in charge, put the design draft here, and left the three-dimensional design company at the fastest speed, and the warmth and politeness of the male person in charge made her a little unbearable.

After she left the three-dimensional company, she did not return to her own design studio, because she promised Jiang Nanping that she would go to the hospital to see Song Chenfei in the afternoon, and she herself was worried about Song Chenfei's situation, so she ordered the bodyguard to drive her to the hospital where Song Chenfei was.

Song Chenfei now lives in the best treatment area of this hospital, there is no noise and noise in other wards, the corridor is quiet and empty, Cong Jiajia can hear the echo of his footsteps when he walks inside.

She suddenly remembered that when her father was sick, it was Song Chenfei who was by her side and spent that chaotic and difficult time together; She remembered that when she was sick and hospitalized, it was Song Chenfei who stayed by her side, took care of her, and coaxed her

Thinking of this, Cong Jiajia couldn't help but sigh heavily, her father was so seriously ill at the beginning, and he could recover and be discharged from the hospital in the end, I don't know if Song Chenfei can escape this catastrophe this time, or he can wake up safely and soundly.

When she was about to walk to Song Chenfei's ward, Jiang Nanping walked out of Song Chenfei's ward, smiled at Cong Jiajia, and said happily: "Cong Jiajia, I knew you would come over on time!" ”

"Well, I'm here, I can take care of Song Chenfei until the evening, if you have something to do, go and get busy!" Cong Jiajia said naturally.

Jiang Nanping nodded, and said happily: "Okay, I have a dinner in the evening, and I want to go out for a drink, come, you come in with me first, I read the story to Chen Fei before, and I'll tell you where I read!" ”

Cong Jiajia was very curious about what story book Jiang Nanping read to Song Chenfei, and when she followed Jiang Nanping, it turned out to be a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", she grinned and said with a headache: "How can you read him such a book?" ”

"What kind of books are you reading, novels that minors are not allowed to read!" Jiang Nanping said with a hippie smile, "That's probably okay, I'll try it later, maybe it can stimulate Chen Fei." ”

"Can your mind be purified!" Cong Jiajia glared at Jiang Nanping, and casually threw Jiang Nanping's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" aside, "I mean, this kind of book is too boring, anyway, I don't like to read it, you like to read it and then read it to Song Chenfei!" ”

"Okay, you don't like to read books like this, there are books and magazines here, what do you like to read to Chen Fei, just pick it!" Jiang Nanping pointed to the desk beside him.

Cong Jiajia noticed that there were three stacks of books on the desk, which contained political news, military world, finance and economics, readers' Yilin, and gossip magazines, which were very complete.

"What are you doing here? I want Song Chenfei to receive socialist re-education! Cong Jiajia looked at this large pile of books and smiled bitterly, as far as she knew, Song Chenfei hated reading the most.

Jiang Nanping scratched his head and said helplessly: "Seeing Chen Fei like this, I was very anxious, so I bought books from various disciplines, I just hope that there can be books here, which can touch Chen Fei's nerves and make him wake up quickly." ”

Cong Jiajia nodded and said sincerely: "Chen Fei is really lucky to have a good friend like you." ”

Jiang Nanping shook his head and said: "Actually, I'm not the only one working hard for Chen Fei, in the past two mornings, Chen Fei has a lot of good friends coming over, everyone is sitting in this room, chatting with Chen Fei, we said okay, a few people will come over every day in the future, talk and chat with Chen Fei." ”

Cong Jiajiajue's nose was sour, she couldn't tell whether she was sighing or sad, she turned her head to look at Song Chenfei who was sleeping quietly on the bed, and sighed, "I don't know when Chenfei will wake up, otherwise he will live up to everyone's expectations of him." ”

Jiang Nanping also sighed, and then said to Cong Jiajia that he still had some things to deal with, so he left in a hurry.

Only Cong Jiajia and Song Chenfei were left in the ward, and they suddenly quieted down, and only heard the slight ticking of the instrument, with a faint sadness.

Cong Jiajia sat on the side of Song Chenfei's bedside, looked at Song Chenfei, who was getting thinner and thinner, and looked at it for a while before saying: "Chenfei, you know that everyone is very busy, during the time when you were just sick, everyone will come to see you and accompany you out of affection and novelty, but if you keep sleeping like this, no one will be able to come to see you slowly."

You get better soon, Jiang Nanping is going to have dinner tonight, there is a beautiful sister there, delicious food, if you get better, you can also go to eat, drink and have fun with Jiang Nanping"

Cong Jiajia chattered with Song Chenfei for a long time, Song Chenfei was still unresponsive, Cong Jiajia raised her hand and gently touched Song Chenfei's forehead, gentle and pityful, the once so chic and handsome man is now lying here silently, with a thin oxygen tube attached to his nose to maintain his life, and various monitors are connected to his body to monitor his life

Her nose couldn't help but sour, and she wanted to shed tears, she held Song Chenfei's slightly cool hand in her hand with both hands, as if to let Song Chenfei feel her temperature, and her mouth began to tell the things that happened to her and Song Chenfei in the past, hoping that there would be something that could touch Song Chenfei's senses.

Cong Jiajia accompanied Song Chenfei, talking about it, until more than six o'clock in the evening, people always kept talking, and it would consume a lot of physical strength, she felt a little hungry, opened the cabinet on the side, and saw that there were all kinds of snacks and drinks inside, she took out a bottle of yogurt, and before she could drink it, she heard the door of the ward close.

Song Chenfei lived in a suite ward, Cong Jiajia heard the door, but she couldn't see who the person who walked in, she thought it was Jiang Nanping coming, and after a while, she saw that it was Song Qian who walked in.

Today's Song Qian looks better than the previous two days in terms of clothing and decoration, probably related to the fact that she is going to the company to preside over things, but her face is still very ugly, and she still looks very old and haggard.