Cen Ti's casual voice sounded, and he walked in slowly, his always lazy fox eyes filled with a little coldness, and his voice was cold, "Grandma Fu, you don't have to worry about listening to things, I'll take care of it." ”

Cen Ti has always been smart, Mrs. Fu sent him abroad for further study for several years, although it is not clear what Cen Ti has done outside, but Mrs. Fu knows very well that Cen Ti is capable.

She looked at Cen Ti, and she didn't know why, so she sighed faintly, "That...... So be it. ”

She just thinks old-fashioned, is used to thinking about the overall situation, and doesn't want to force away any meaning, which will calm down, in fact, she also regrets it a little in her heart.

In the end, I'm old, and I don't understand the idea of being young.

It's just that the old man is used to being high, and he can't pull his head, so he can only sigh and leave.

*

Meanwhile.

Jiang Yan walked out of Lan Yaqin's room, and just saw Fu Pei's back pulling Fu Ting away.

She thought she had seen it wrong, so she ran up to see, and just after chasing out the door, Fu Pei's figure was no longer visible.

"Strange, why did Fu Ting come?" Jiang Yan muttered softly, and felt that he had seen it wrong, so he didn't bother much.

She turned and walked back, kicking a white canvas bag with the zipper open to reveal an A4 piece of paper.

Jiang Yan took it out and opened it, and there was a clothing design sketch inside, only a rough model, but it could be seen that the designer perfectly combined the ancient and modern styles, forming a very amazing vision

Jiang Yan's heart jumped, and he subconsciously clenched his fingertips.

Where did the blueprints come from?

"Yan Yan, what are you standing there for?" Old Lady Fu originally chased out to see if Fu heard Fu Pei go away, but she saw Jiang Yan stunned there, holding something in her hand.

As soon as Mrs. Fu walked forward, she looked down and saw the sketch in her hand, and immediately snatched it away, and her eyes bloomed with amazing light, "This is what you painted?" ”

Jiang Yan's eyelids jumped lightly, and he opened his mouth, "I ......"

"This design is good, this design is so good!"

Old Lady Fu was full of praise, watching Jiang Yan's eyes become gentler than ever, and patted the back of Jiang Yan's hand, "I now believe that the picture you drew in the morning was wrong, it was grandma's fault, I misunderstood you, you really made my eyes shine this time!" ”

Jiang Yan was stunned, hesitant and entangled in his heart, and finally in the surprised gaze of Old Lady Fu, he curled his lips and smiled, "Thank you, grandma." ”

Old Lady Fu smiled from ear to ear, "You send this design to your third brother and ask him to speed up the launch of the exhibits, I can't wait to see the finished product." ”

Mrs. Fu's eyes are very poisonous, and she can see at a glance that this design is very good, it can be very amazing, and if it is pushed out, it will definitely be red and purple.

*

After Mrs. Fu entered the house, Jiang Yan picked up the canvas bag on the ground, walked to the waterhole next to it, and threw it directly into it.

She knew that it was shameless to steal the design, but she had no way out, and now she could only try to avoid overturning.

Jiang Yan was very smart, took a picture and sent it to Fu Qingji: Third brother, can you help me change this design drawing?

She waited for a few minutes, Fu Qingji came over directly, the male rao's voice was the same as his name, the breeze was very gentle, "Yan Yan, the design you sent me, you drew it?" ”