After arriving at the design department, as a former model and shopaholic, Hou Qinghuan was quickly fascinated by this place, and he didn't even know when his cold noodle president would leave.

Oh my God, in this large office of hundreds of square meters, there are clothing design drawings everywhere, and finished samples everywhere.

Best of all, she can turn any design drawing into a product prototype if she wants to.

A veto or something, it's wonderful.

"This one doesn't work, this one doesn't work either."

"No, no, my dear, this design is really too advanced for anyone to like."

There are fewer and fewer design drawings in hand, the eliminated drawings on the right-hand side are thick, and there are only a dozen drawings on the left-hand side.

The design director finally couldn't help it: "Madam, you may not know that our designs are all referenced, the new products at the just-concluded Paris Fashion Week." ”

Hou Qinghuan tilted his head and glanced at her meaningfully, his white hands were crossed, his elbows were propped up on the table, and his chin nodded a little towards the magazine shelf not far away: "Vogue in October, open it directly and turn to the middle page." ”

The design director's lips moved, but he swallowed it alive, and walked to the magazine shelf, picked up the October issue of Vogue, and turned to the middle page, like all fashion magazines, the middle page of Vogue is also a huge color illustration.

The two A4-sized layouts directly form a complete A3 picture, which is second only to the cover, and is usually reserved for new product launches of big brands, or pictures of major events in the fashion industry.

Like this time, just in time for Paris Fashion Week, the medium-page color picture was naturally accompanied by a catwalk color photo.

The design director glanced casually, and her pupils shrank: the model on the runway was wearing a silver suit with a small fragrance and a hat with a veil of the same color, and the bustling crowd of spectators around the catwalk seemed to be her backdrop at this moment.

However, just below the catwalk, in the first row of viewers closest to the catwalk, a glamorous beauty is clearly the protagonist of this photo.

She wore a simple and generous bandeau black dress skirt, hair shawl, flaming red lips, looking up at the model on the catwalk, a pair of bright eyes shining, beautiful and incomprehensible.

Mrs. President!

Hou Qinghuan's voice sounded at the right time: "My dear, have you seen it?" When I was at the Paris fashion show, I was on the runway. ”

The design director silently closed the magazine, quietly put it back in its place, and turned his head to look at his proprietress .

Hou Qinghuan shrugged: "I know that your clothing industry likes to use the new clothes of Paris Fashion Week as the vane of the industry. ”

Hou Qinghuan changed his words, "So, do you know what I am thinking about when I go shopping as a consumer?" ”

She stood up, walked to the sample hanger, picked up a piece of clothing casually, frowned and exaggerated: "Blue and white checkered, yellow and white checked, oh my god is checkered again." ”

"There are so many different brands, why do they all sell the same clothes?"

She put down the clothes in her hand and smiled politely at the design director, "Please give me something different, my dear." ”

The design director was also ruthless, who was not a rookie with a dream when he first stepped into the circle?

Isn't it just that the wings have been polished by life and can't fly!

Without saying a word, she walked to Hou Qinghuan's office desk, grabbed the stack of design drafts on the left that was temporarily retained by Hou Qinghuan, and tore it in half.

Turning around, the design director announced to the stunned designers, "Get out what you pressed at the bottom of the box!" ”

The designers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into cheers, and one by one they couldn't wait to tear off the design draft in front of them, replace them with a new kind of blank paper, and start the depiction again, while talking to each other from time to time.

In the noise, the design director strode in front of Hou Qinghuan, clasped his hands around his shoulders, and looked at the proprietress arrogantly: "So, madam, do you have any ideas for yourself?" ”

After a pause, she sneered, "Don't tell me, you only have a pair of eyes that find beauty, but you don't have a heart to create beauty." ”

Hou Qinghuan completely ignored the design director's ridicule, her eyes lit up: "Do you want to design clothes for me yourself?" ”

"Let me think about it," Hou Qinghuan thought seriously: "I want a set of lounge clothes, which are comfortable to wear at home, and then I can go out to walk the dog." ”

"I also want a set of pajamas that can't be too revealing, because there are children at home, and there has to be a loss of sexy—"

Her voice paused and flew a look at the design director that you know.

Design Director: "......"

Sorry, the single dog said he didn't understand.

"That's right, evening dress!" Hou Qinghuan gushed down: "You know this kind of thing is flashy, after attending an event, it can basically only be put in the closet, and it is not easy to match other clothes——"

"I usually go shopping, have a meal with friends, and when I wear it, it looks too grand, very silly."

"So," Hou Qinghuan looked at the design director expectantly, "can you design a detachable evening dress?" For example, the bandeau model, I can remove the bandeau and wear it inside a small suit, with a small skirt underneath, with a sleeveless top, and you can go straight out on the street. ”

Sounds challenging!

The design director was silent for a long time, and finally agreed: "...... I can try. ”

Seeing the big beauty in front of her showing a happy look, she hurriedly poured a basin of cold water on it: "Don't be too happy too early, the design may not meet your requirements." ”

Hou Qinghuan nodded: "It's okay, please give full play to your talents." ”

She has a veto anyway.

The design director thought about it, clapped his hands, and after all the designers in the office focused their attention on her, he announced loudly: "Okay, I discussed it with my wife and decided to launch a brand new collection, the president's wife series!" ”

"There are three sub-series: loungewear, daily streetwear, and dresses."

The young designers showed excited expressions, and the design director began to name them one by one, dividing them directly into three large groups.

So, for a whole afternoon, Hou Qinghuan was busy non-stop, and there were always designers who came over to discuss her ideas with her.

It wasn't until night fell and Leng Zixiang came to her that Ms. Hou woke up like a dream:

Oh, and she also has a husband.

It's so exciting!

She was ashamed of her previous crankiness—how could she have any mind to think about anything when she was so busy!