Ji Qingxi's Hanfu is getting better and better, and the word of mouth has also started, and Ji's family naturally makes a lot of money.

However, some people are happy and some are worried, Ji Shi and Ji Qingxi and others are very happy here, but Song Tianqi on the other side is not so happy.

When the "love song" was on the hot search, he already knew about it, and naturally thought about making a stumbling block for Ji Qingxi and Ji's family, so that people hired a lot of water armies to discredit the "love song" designed by Ji Qingxi.

But it backfired, Ji Qingxi's Hanfu design was very in line with the public's taste, and after that, she released several new products in a row, and the advertising film full of ancient style came out, and the popularity on the hot search did not drop for several days.

Even Song Tianqi had to admit that Ji Qingxi and the Hanfu she designed had a very classical charm. But so what, that is, the higher the limelight is, the more unhappy he is, and he will beat the limelight no matter what.

"Hey, find me the contact numbers of a few mountain stores, and send them to me immediately if you find them!" Song Tianqi commanded on the other end of the phone.

He thought about finding a few mountain shops, since it was not so easy to get Ji's, it would be better to start with Ji Qingxi first.

Jimo Yan soon watched the commercial film shot by Ji Qingxi, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly thought of a sentence "Amazing time, gentle years"

After seeing Ji Qingxi wearing Hanfu, he felt that the actors and stars in the TV series he had seen before were nothing, and she stretched out her lips and smiled while sitting on the fishing boat, like a light smoke, as if she was deeply touched somewhere in her heart.

Then Jimo Yan closed the notebook, and then asked the company's secretary, and learned that Ji Qingxi was now in the studio, so he put on his coat and drove to Ji Qingxi's studio.

He pushed the door in, but found that Ji Qingxi was lying on the table and sleeping with his eyes closed, during this time, in order to make a reputation and not lose his reputation, Ji Qingxi has been working hard, not daring to be sloppy at all, and occasionally he can't sleep for a few hours a day.

Fortunately, she can rest after the filming of the commercial, the weather is good today, and the sun is shallow on the table, shrouding Ji Qingxi in the embrace of the sun.

Jimo Yan slowed down, slowly walked behind Ji Qingxi, lowered his head slightly, and saw that the curly eyelashes cast a little shadow under the reflection of the sun, the red lips of Qixia were slightly closed, and the coiled hair had been scattered at some point, half-covering the delicate little face.

For a while, Ji Mo Yan looked a little distracted, but soon he turned around and put a gown that Ji Qingxi had placed on the chair next to him and planned to put it on her.

But just as he was about to put it on her, Ji Qingxi suddenly woke up, his eyes flashed with a hint of cold light, he turned around and grabbed Jimo Yan's hand, and when he was about to take a step, he heard Ji Moyan's muffled snort.

Only then did Ji Qingxi come back to his senses and saw that the person who came was Jimo Yan, so he put down his hand. She had always been cautious, and if it weren't for the recent exertion of the time, she would have woken up as early as when Jimo Yan came in.

Ji Qingxi breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and smiled at Jimo Yan apologetically, "What, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you." ”

"It's okay, I just thought you were going to break my arm." Jimo Yan moved his arm and found that the place that had just been grabbed by Ji Qingxi was red, but he didn't care too much.

"There must be something wrong with you coming to me suddenly, you say." Ji Qingxi moved her muscles and bones, raised her eyes to look at Jimo Yan who was standing in front of her, and yawned a little lazily.

Jimo Yan casually pulled a chair and sat next to Ji Qingxi, looked at Ji Qingxi who was supporting his head with one hand, and said, "Recently, the Hanfu you designed has been very popular." ”

"That's, and I don't look at who designed it." Ji Qingxi didn't intend to be modest with Jimo Yan, and he was a little too modest.

"Then you can handle it by yourself? Why don't I hire a designer for you to help you? Jimo Yan naturally saw the faint dark blue under Ji Qingxi's eyes, and at first glance, he was overworked and a little distressed.

"Of course, I can still do this little thing alone, don't worry" Ji Qingxi patted Jimo Yan on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry about it. Love Chinese Network

What is there to make clothes, or the clothes she has been wearing before, not to mention the style, she has a lot of ideas in her head, not to mention that she was originally born in ancient times, I am afraid that no one in this world who knows Hanfu can compare to her.

As long as she made a few random pieces of clothes from that time, what was so difficult about that.

"That's good, it's good if you think it's okay, don't work too hard, now that the Hanfu you designed has become famous, give yourself some time to rest." Although Jimo Yan didn't dwell on it anymore, he still couldn't help but ask a few more words.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Ji Qingxi waved his hand, and Mo Yan was a little helpless, but he didn't say much.

Then Jimo Yan looked at the time, then got up and asked, "Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

"Okay, I'll change my clothes first!" Someone invites you to eat, so why not! Ji Qingxi smiled and walked to change her clothes.

Because of the design of Hanfu, with this name, Ji Qingxi no longer cares about anything else when he goes out, and only wears his favorite clothes.

Although modern clothes are lighter and easier to wear, she has also worn ancient skirts for more than ten years, and she still likes to wear the old clothes in her heart.

Jimo Yan looked at Ji Qingxi who came out in Hanfu, the corners of his mouth curled a little, and his deep eyes flashed with a hint of amazement.

It's better to see than to hear, although I already feel amazing when I watch Ji Qingxi's advertisements on the computer, but seeing it in reality is much better than seeing it on the screen.

"Let's go." Ji Qingxi smiled at Jimo Yan, took a bag and walked out with Jimo Yan.

On the other side, Song Tianqi had already contacted several mountain stores, ready to smear Ji Qingxi according to the plan.

"Say whatever you have in mind." Song Tianqi found a relatively hidden shop, and there were several young people sitting in front of him, the oldest of whom was only about thirty.

Young and vigorous, doing some things naturally does not have the foresight of people who have experience.

"Mr. Song, it's naturally not happy that we see that the Jishi has made so much money." One young man said that in the end, he was jealous.

"So what do you guys have to do?" Song Tianqi didn't have any expression on his face.

"The price of these batches of Hanfu is not low, and it is difficult for some ordinary people to buy it, if we can find some cheap fabrics, we can naturally lower the price." The young man said.

"Then follow your way." Song Tianqi was silent for a while before he slowly spoke.

Several people opposite Song Tianqi nodded one after another.

In fact, they had already planned to find some cheap substitutes and make exactly the same Hanfu according to Ji Qingxi's version, so that the cost would be much lower, and the price would naturally be lower than that of Ji's.

In this way, not only can Ji Qingxi be discredited, but the profits are also high, and he makes a lot of money, plus with the support of Song Tianqi, I am afraid that he will not worry about sales.

Several mountain stores soon began to act, because the price was cheap, and for a while, many people who wanted to buy but were short of money found alternatives. The hanfu of these mountain stores is also selling very well.