Chapter Twenty-Seven: It's Still Someone Else's Sugar
Xu Yishen walked straight to the small stall selling flowers, there was a row of plastic fake flowers lined up on the stall, he twisted two bunches, asked the price, paid, and turned around.
He touched the flower in front of He Chaoxi, "Send you." β
He Chaoxi's smile is stiff, plastic flowers?
It's still a big red fake flower used for marriage in the mother's generation!
Xu Yishen's aesthetic level is also too ...... It's hard to put into words, right?
Disgusted and disgusted, she still pretended to be happy to take the bouquet.
"Xu Yishen, I'll give you advice."
"Hmm."
"In the future, you can send flowers."
Xu Yishen sat beside her and said puzzledly:
"This flower...... It's been a long time. β
"Huh...... Scold...... Long is long, that is, too ...... Unique. β
Xu Yishen buried his head, a little embarrassed, "It's the first time to send flowers, I have no experience, otherwise you tell me what you like, and I'll send you next time." β
He Chaoxi bent his eyebrows, sending flowers for the first time? Give it to yourself?
Although the gift is a little steely, the heart is invincible.
"No, no, I love unique gifts."
There are a lot of people in the square, and it is really not early now, Xu Yishen must send her back.
"Let's go, I'll send you back."
"Okay."
Got up and walked back, the night breeze was blowing a little cool, He Chaoxi shivered, and the people around him sensed it.
I saw Xu Yishen say with a serious face:
"Wear more next time."
He Chaoxi pursed his lips and nodded in agreement, "I also think that especially when the weather gets cooler, the temperature change will increase." Oh yes, the air is dry in autumn, and you have to pay attention to moisturizing. β
"Yes."
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"How's it going on over at the costumes?" Faced with Ji Cheng's sudden question, the secretary said in his heart: Didn't you say that it didn't matter?
"Mr. Hui Ji has decided to use the indigo dyeing technique, and now he is talking about designers."
Ji Cheng nodded with satisfaction, "Tell them that designers must find someone who has professionally studied intangible cultural heritage techniques." β
"Yes."
"By the way, tell the magazine to jointly publish an article about this technique, warm up our clothing products in advance, and notify overseas partners."
"Okay, is there anything else Mr. Ji has to do?"
Ji Cheng waved his hand, "No, I've worked hard for you." β
At the same time, Xu Jingyou, who was staying at home, received an email.
The sender wrote "Ji's ZV Group Invitation Letter" in a few big words.
Xu Jingyou smiled slyly, Ji Cheng, Ji Cheng, didn't expect it?
We're going to meet again.
The general content of the email is to invite the well-known designer "luanda" as a new product designer of the Kee's ZV Group.
Luanda, a Chinese designer who was active in foreign fashion shows in the early days, was acquired by famous foreign luxury brands. After about three years in the industry, she mysteriously disappeared and was never heard from again.
Don't even think about it, Luanda is her Xu Jingyou, as for why Ji's ZV can find her, it's not her own bureau.
As early as when she had not resigned, she heard internal news, and deliberately released her own news on foreign websites, and emphasized that she had been specializing in indigo dyeing skills in the past two years.
With her Xu Jingyou's technical means, it is easy for ZV to notice herself.
In this game, she had to admire herself, she was really smart.
Originally, he didn't expect to have a falling out with Ji Cheng, but it was just a surprise for him, but now after the breakup, he can only use this to reconcile the relationship.
Xu Jingyou really couldn't help but praise himself, he was dead.
The invitation has already been sent to me, and then, of course, I can't agree to it right away.
Ji's ZV Group, an hour after sending the email.
The secretary in front of the computer said to the director:
"Director, this designer hasn't produced a work for two years, can you contact him?"
The director shook his head, "I don't know, I hope I can, after all, she is one of the few designers who specializes in indigo dyeing techniques, and most of her works are related to traditional national style elements, which is most suitable for our theme this time." β
As soon as he finished speaking, an email came back.
The secretary and the director instantly calmed down, stared at the screen, and clicked on.
In the short email, the important information is that Luanda is interested and willing to contact the project, but it is specified that Ji Cheng will talk about it.
After reading it, the director was puzzled: "Why, she has to talk to Mr. Ji?"
"I may think that only a big guy like Mr. Ji is worthy of talking to her!" After all, there is strength and capriciousness.
The director looked embarrassed, "But, Mr. Ji is so busy, will he go?"
"That can't be helped."
"Forget it, I'll report to the president, let him report to the head office, and contact Mr. Ji."
The secretary shrugged, "That's all there is to it." β
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Inside the ZV President's Office
The secretary has sent the email to the president's computer, and the director has gone to report.
"President, this is one of our designers, she asked to let Mr. Ji of the head office talk to her personally."
The president glanced at the email and gave a decisive order, "I'll contact you first, and you can find a few backup designers, just in case." β
"Okay."
The director exited the room, and the president dialed the number provided in the email, but no one answered for the first time.
The second time, Xu Jingyou hurriedly ran out of the workshop and connected the landline phone.
Adjust your breathing and calmly say, "This is 'speaking?"
The president of ZV was stunned, didn't he say that he was Chinese? How do you have a London accent on the other side?
βHelloβ¦β¦ this β¦β¦ isγ β
"Stop, forget it, you still speak Chinese!" Xu Jingyou smiled evilly, and when he heard it, he knew that it was not Ji Cheng.
"Hello, I'm Nie Shunyuan, president of ZV, and I want to talk to you about cooperation."
Xu Jingyou yawned and leaned back on the sofa,
"I'm sorry, I said, I only talked to Ji Cheng."
"That's right, Mr. Ji gave this project full authority to our subsidiary, so."
"Stop, I'm sorry, if it weren't for Ji Cheng, there would be no need to talk about it, I'm quite busy, hang up first."
Xu Jingyou hung up the phone without hesitation, unplugged the phone cord, and went back to the studio leisurely.
Nie Shunyuan frowned, put down the phone heavily, it has been getting more and more difficult to partner in the past few years.
He clicked the button on the pager and spoke to the other end.
"Secretary Wang, look for other designers, notify the head office, and report the situation."
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"Ding Dong-" The doorbell rang, and He Chaoxi got up to open the door.
"Hello, is it Miss He Chaoxi?"
Outside the door, at the courier's feet was a half-human-tall cardboard box.
He Chaoxi nodded, "It's me." β
"This is your delivery, please sign for it."
"Good. Give it to me. β
He Chaoxi put down his pen, swiped and signed his name, and dragged the box into the house.
Looking around the box, has she ever bought such a large object? Come on, let her guess, Xu Yishen?
What to buy?
Humidifier?
He Chaoxi had a bottom in his heart, and opened the box nine times out of ten.
Sure enough, it's a humidifier.
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