When I came out of Miss Koizumi's office, several staff members were carrying the dress I had made.

No one informed me, and I silently followed them.

Seeing them move their skirts into the core workshop, I thought about it and followed in. I was the last to enter, and as soon as I walked in, someone had already closed the door to the workshop.

Looking around, I saw that in the middle of the huge studio, the finished product I made and the finished product made in the workshop were juxtaposed, and several designers and pattern makers seemed to be evaluating them.

The woman at the head was wearing a long black dress, and I recognized it as the chief of the Zhinian Sook Hee High Lines, Imaeda. As the first patriarch, she knew that Shuxi was even older, and she wore a gold-rimmed eye with a thin chain hanging down from the frame. She is thin and ribbed, and when she is contemplating, her side face is almost mean.

The others whispered a few words and then stopped talking, standing aside and waiting for her to speak.

After a moment of silence, Imae said, "Do you understand?" ”

"Almost." One younger pattern maker said, "There's something unique about pattern making, and we didn't think we could do it that way before." However, this approach is very different from the traditional approach......"

One designer took her words: "We didn't work up to our expectations for the pleats, but judging by the finished product, this is the most suitable treatment for this design." ”

"It would have been better if it had been done by a more experienced pattern maker." It was said.

Imae pondered for a moment: "Who made this dress?" ”

"Listen to Koizumi-kun, it's an intern, hmm......" The voice of the person who spoke gradually became smaller, "A second-year student of Beiyuan Academy." ”

"Heh," Imae chuckled, "Looks like we've been beaten down by a little girl." She paused, "What did Koizumi say?" ”

"Koizumi-kun said that tomorrow the lady will come to inspect, and in terms of time, it is impossible to make a new finished product, I hope you can consider using this finished product."

"Oh?" A sneer overflowed from the corner of Imaeda's mouth, "You all agree with this approach? ”

The rest looked at each other and lowered their heads.

"Heads up!" Imaeda raised her voice, "A little girl can do it, can't you?" Is this your realization? ”

"But......" said one of them, "it's too late......"

"That's right." The rest chimed in.

"So, you made the skirt to hand in your homework for that person to see?" Imae crossed his arms and said coldly, "Everyone, how Koizumi-kun plans to please that woman is not something you should think about. What you should be thinking about is how to get everything done perfectly before the big show! ”

"Don't waste your time on all this mess, let's do it!"

"Yes!"

The workshop was busy, no one noticed me, and I quietly withdrew.

I walked through the cloister to make my way up, when a female voice caught me: "Hey, have you heard, that lady is coming tomorrow!" ”

Following the prestige, there are two aunts who are in charge of cleaning.

The two were cleaning the glass window, and the other looked dazed: "Who?" ”

"I don't know when you come in.,What is your name?,It's a designer with a lot of background.,I heard it's the president's childhood sweetheart.。 But it's a pity, I'm already married. ”

"Hey, have you met President Fujisawa, is he really as handsome as the legend says?"

"Tsk, of course, can this be fake?"

"So...... Tomorrow, will President Fujisawa come? ”

"Do you think the president is as idle as you? He rarely comes back once a year. ”

"But isn't it his childhood sweetheart who will come tomorrow? He didn't come along? ”

"Ouch, I said Akita-san, these rich people, they want to meet in private, where is the appointment bad, and they want to come to the workplace where so many people are coming?"

"Haha, you're right, I see it......"

I didn't listen any further. Walking up the stairs, I took my bag from the cupboard, punched the card and left. Instead of contacting Higashiyama to pick me up, I went down the long saka-chi until I came to a tram stop. I sat on the bench at the station and waited for the train, and when I took a break, my mobile phone shook and the screen reminded me that the battery was low, so I simply turned it off.

Leaning my back on the back of my chair, I looked up at the sky and subconsciously emptied myself.

Isn't there a good thing on this day?

"Hey, what's the fuss?" A familiar voice came from his ears, and before he could match the number, his cheeks were irritated by a coldness.

Acting faster than thinking, I grabbed the messy thing on my cheek, turned my head, and found Qin Chuan, who I hadn't seen for a long time, sitting next to me. Looking at the hand again, it is a bottle of cold drink.

"Sister Susu, what are you thinking?" He winked at me, "Miss me?" ”

"Please ask for face." I said angrily.

He smiled, reached over, helped me remove the zipper on the can, touched me with the beer in his hand, and drank it in one gulp.

"Now, what's going on?"

"Nothing." I drank the drink, sour. Looking at the can, it is a lemon carbonated drink.

"Broken up?" I glared at him, but he kept saying, "Tut, I'm also a friend of women, if I can't see this, wouldn't it be a sign to smash me?" Su Su, it's not a shame to fall out of love, who hasn't fallen out of love? ”

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and drank my drink in a muffled voice. What else did he have to say, there was a tram arriving at the station, and I didn't care what kind of train was coming, so I walked on the bus quickly. When I put in the coin, I found that I only had a stack of large bills in my bag.

A hand passed over me and dropped two coins.

I looked up, Qin Chuan tilted his head and smiled at me: "Rich woman, I invite you to take the tram, you invite me to dinner." ”

Those two rows of big white teeth shook so much that I almost couldn't open my eyes.

I was defeated: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Everything. Preferably Chinese food. ”

I turned around and looked carefully at the route: "Take three stops and get off, let's take a taxi." ”

"Gotcha!" He ran to a row of two-seat seats, wiped the seats with care, and looked like a dog, "Come on, come on, you sit." ”

I shook my head and walked towards him helplessly.