Chapter 70 Plans

The woman in front of her was wearing a dark brown dress, her skin was a little dull, and her eyes were blue and black, she was obviously the same age as a flower, but she looked a little old-fashioned, she smiled wryly, "Yuhua, long time no see." ”

Song Yuhua's heart was a little complicated, and she couldn't say what it felt, in less than a month, the relationship between her and Feng Yiyi had completely changed.

He said "um" lightly, holding the drawings in his arms, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first." ”

"Okay."

Watching Song Yuhua's back go farther and farther, Feng Yiyi took the drawings hidden behind her to her in front of her, and the exquisite costumes on it immediately attracted her attention.

As the same major, Feng Yiyi can certainly look at the skill and creativity of these two drawings, which has reached the point of surprise to her, if it weren't for Song Yuhua's signature in the corner, she might think that it was painted by a master.

However, it is precisely because of this that Feng Yiyi is even more jealous, obviously they are from the same class, why did Song Yuhua take advantage of the benefits?

The teacher likes her, the scholarship has her, the relief fund has her, and even the summer vacation will give her the opportunity to intern, but she Feng Yiyi has nothing.

The palms of the hands clenched suddenly, leaving a few wrinkles on the drawings.

Jealousy and anger filled his mind, Feng Yiyi pinched the drawings like throwing them into the trash, but after thinking about it, maybe it would be useful in the future, so he kept it again.

Walking down the street, Feng Yiyi didn't know where to go, because just an hour ago, she was fired by a cloth shop because she ran into the store's distinguished customers.

Heh, isn't it just accidentally soiling the guest's clothes, what's the big deal?

As she walked, Feng Yiyi arrived at a small square, and there was a public notice board next to it, which was covered with many small advertisements of all kinds, most of which were handwritten.

Feng Yiyi approached, wanting to find a job advertisement in it, but was attracted by the largest poster in the bulletin board.

The poster reads that a clothing company named Hongli is looking for design drawings in order to prepare for the new autumn and winter styles, and 20 copies are selected from them, and the designers of the selected drawings can get the opportunity to enter the company, and if they don't want to enter the company, they can also get a good reward.

Feng Yiyi took a deep breath, whether it was the company or the remuneration, it was a great temptation for her, she took out a pen and paper from the small cloth bag, and immediately wrote down the deadline time and the address of Hongli Clothing Company, she wanted to give it a try.

Back in the dilapidated rental house, the cramped rooms are cluttered and the air smells musty and damp.

Feng Yiyi rummaged through the cabinet and found the drawing paper and pencil that she hadn't used for a long time, and sat in front of the low desk and prepared to draw with great interest.

However, an hour passed, and there were only a few messy lines on the white drawing paper. Smashed the pencil hard, Feng Yiyi was a little crazy, she couldn't draw at all!

One day, two days, in a blink of an eye, three days have passed, and there are still two days before the deadline for submission, and the ground is full of paper balls, all of which are superficial works that even Feng Yiyi himself is not satisfied with.

Seeing that the entire picture book was torn by her and only a few pages remained, Feng Yiyi lay on the desk weakly, she didn't even have the money to buy another picture book now.

Her eyes fell on the small cloth bag she often carried, as if she thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she took out the two drawings that had been stuffed in it before.

In Fengling's studio, it was already dark outside the window, Song Yuhua lay on the rattan chair and breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm finally done." ”

Cai Fengling on the side smiled, "Yes, fortunately you are here, otherwise I would definitely not be able to do it alone, so I can only push this order." ”

It turned out that three days ago, a big man came to the door and said that he wanted to customize a Zhongshan suit and a cheongsam, and he was very generous, but he wanted to use it urgently, and he was only given three days.

If Cai Fengling was the only one alone, she would definitely not accept it, after all, if she didn't finish the deadline, she couldn't anger the big guys, and she would smash her own signboard. But now that Song Yuhua is in action, it is still possible to fight.

So in the past three days, the two of them went out early and returned late, working overtime every day, and they couldn't even take care of the design drawings required by Fenghua Clothing Company, and finally completed the two customized clothes on the evening of the third day.

The tunic and cheongsam are placed in the studio, and someone will come to pick them up early the next morning, which is what was said before.

After lying down for a while, Song Yuhua stood up and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, "Half past nine, I didn't expect it to be so late, I don't know if there is a bus." ”

Seeing that Song Yuhua had to go back so late, Cai Fengling was a little worried, "I'm afraid there will be no car at this time, not to mention that it's not safe for you to walk on the road at night as a girl, so it's better to go to my house for one night." ”

Cai Fengling's home is not far behind the studio, a few minutes away.

These days of getting along with each other made Song Yuhua really like this elder, whether he was talented or good-tempered, he didn't say anything to her.

Nodding and smiling: "Okay, then I'll bother, and when the time comes, Master won't bother me and kick me out." ”

Cai Fengling shook her head amusedly, and reached out to poke Song Yuhua's forehead, "Then you have to be well-behaved." ”

"Wow, I'm obviously so well-behaved, Master, you are so demanding." Song Yuhua laughed while cleaning up the workbench with Cai Fengling, closing the door of the store, and walking home.

At this time, at the gate of the small courtyard where Song Yuhua and Gu Jun lived, a tall man stood here, the night shrouded him, and in the dim vision, he could only see the light of cigarette butts and fires that were constantly extinguishing and extinguishing.

And at his feet, a cigarette butt had been thrown to the ground.

The cigarette in his mouth was finished again, and he threw it on the ground, and took out the cigarette case from his pocket, ready to get another one, but the cigarette case was empty.

scolded in a low voice, and the man was a little irritable, "Where did Song Yuhua go if he didn't go home at night?" ”

Listening to the voice, it is clear that it is Lu Ronghua!

He came back from the hospital before, and it took two or three days to finally deal with the matter, and then he sent the quartermaster to the army, so he was not there, and he just came back from time today, and when he heard the clerk say that Song Yuhua had come to look for her, he thought something was wrong, so he hurriedly came over, who knew that this person was not at home at all.

Now that Gu Jun is gone, as Gu Jun's boss and brother, his brother's daughter-in-law must also help take care of it, at least he can't be bullied.

However, from after noon to now, Lu Ronghua has not waited for Song Yuhua's figure, did he encounter any difficulties, or did he ......

Surely he must have done something to be sorry for his brother?

Lu Ronghua and Song Yuhua haven't met a few times, let alone know anything, so when he encounters such a big thing as not returning at night, he can't help but speculate about the good and the bad together.

waited until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and Lu Ronghua left with a not very good-looking face. And at this point in time, Song Yuhua was lying in the guest room of Cai Fengling's house and sleeping sweetly.

Early the next morning, when Song Yuhua came out of the guest room refreshed, Cai Fengling was making wontons on the table, and when she saw Song Yuhua, she said, "Got up?" Wash up and get ready for breakfast, how much do you eat? ”

Song Yuhua touched his cooing belly, "Twenty-five." "She has a big appetite.

After eating breakfast and coming to the studio, someone came to take away the made tunic and cheongsam, the person who came was a middle-aged man, claiming to be the housekeeper of the Qi family, and the head of the Qi family was also a big man who came to customize these two clothes.

If you want to talk about the Qi family, it is amazing, from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the local famous family, it has continued to the present, and the Qi family can account for one of the famous big families in the entire Rongcheng.

As for why such a big man came to the well-known Feng Ling Studio, it is also thanks to Feng Jiajia's living signboard and her recommendation.

Of course, these Song Yuhua don't know.

The clothes were taken away, and the two finally had a free time, but this idea only lasted for a few minutes, and then they remembered that there was still a reservation from Fenghua Clothing Company, and Song Yuhua took out the drawings he had already designed and asked Cai Fengling to evaluate one or two.

However, she hadn't touched her burlap satchel for a few days, and under this rummaging, she was surprised to find that her two final drawings were missing!

She suddenly remembered the scene where she bumped into Feng Yiyi that day, and couldn't help muttering to herself, "Did you fall there?" ”