As a designer, you're an eye-opener. The designer's eye is to encompass all cultures, and all cultures should be equal, and you, let me only use one word to describe it, narrow!"

Moli shrugged off, "Forget it, Luanda, you have time to entangle with me here, why don't you fix it quickly!"

"I leave my words here, I love the culture of our country, and her beauty is in the marrow. I won't change her, and I'll change the manuscript, but! I will make her perfect and convince you of our country's culture!"

"As a reminder, as a collaborator, I have the right to reject your design, and as long as WF doesn't agree, you can't start construction."

Between Moli and Xu Jingyou's eyes, there was a burst of gunpowder.

Xu Jingyou had a firm look in his eyes, and when he said those words, it was not out of anger, it was the bottom line, and it was driven by responsibility.

Since this time, Moli has come to ZV almost every day.

Xu Jingyou delivered the manuscript again and again, and Moli denied it again and again.

The reason is always the same.

Together with all the designers of the company, I followed Xu Jingyou to work hard to study how to make indigo-dyed garments more amazing.

When the manuscript was handed in, Moli glanced at it, didn't bother to turn it over, and called back.

Once.

"No way!"

Twice.

"No way!"

Three times.

"Nope."

Every time she was sent back to the manuscript, Xu Jingyou could only endure it, her face was still calm, but her workshop began to become more and more messy.

Cloth was mixed in a box, and sketched manuscript paper was scattered on the floor.

She was leaving work later and eating less and less.

Seeing that it has been continuously rejected for a week, a full seven days, a delay of seven days, and not a single ready-to-wear garment has been taken out.

In the office, everyone became anxious.

Ji Cheng will still pick her up from work, but seeing that she is getting more and more tired every time, he no longer speaks when he sits in the car, and even closes his eyes to rest. The smile at the corner of his mouth decreased, and the sorrow between his eyebrows increased.

He asked her, and only got one sentence:

"It's fine, it's just too busy and a little tired."

Day 8.

Moli sat in his office, leisurely reading a magazine.

Xu Jingyou threw the manuscript in front of her.

As soon as she closed the magazine, this time she simply didn't speak, and directly waved the manuscript paper to the ground.

"Don't go too far!"

The anger that had been pent up for eight days exploded in an instant.

Moli got up, "What do you mean by excess?"

Xu Jingyou trembled with anger, caught a glimpse of the book on the table, grabbed one and was about to raise his hand to smash it, but was forcibly stopped by reason at the moment when he was about to touch Moli.

Her eyes were red, and with a snap of her hand, the book was thrown to the ground.

Moli walked around behind her and whispered in her ear:

"Luanda, you have to be calm. If you can't deliver the manuscript when the time comes, ZV will have to pay a huge amount of liquidated damages. Do you know how many there are?" Moli walked back in front of her and spat out lightly:

"A billion."

Xu Jingyou stared ahead, his lips tightly closed.

"It's a very simple thing, you just need to cater to the design style of WF, but you have to be so stubborn."

Xu Jingyou had a cold smirk,

"As I said, I only come from my heart. This project is to promote indigo, which is the culture of our country, and she has the ability to take charge of herself without being a foil for others. ”

"Okay, you'll just freeze - the compensation may be more than a billion by then." Moli grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

Xu Jingyou instantly lost his breath and collapsed on the chair, dizzy.

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