Wu Huai didn't want to give it, and he was afraid that the sketch would be torn up, so he had to let go unwillingly, and he didn't forget to instruct, "You light, it's broken." ”

"This was given to me by Nanfei, and I am preparing to let our garment factory produce according to the above style!" Chen Cuihua rolled up the sketch and put it in the bag.

Wu Huai watched her movements, and his heart was about to break.

"If I hadn't been busy taking pictures now, I would have started to get people from the production department to work." Chen Cuihua raised her eyebrows after speaking, "What?" Do you have an opinion? ”

"No, not at all." Wu Huai waved his hand again and again, and his attitude was surprisingly good.

"I'll tell you! Don't take my stuff in the future. ”

"I'm sorry! This time I was reckless, and as soon as I saw the sketch, I was fascinated and couldn't control my desire to keep it for myself. Wu Huai apologized earnestly.

Nanfei stood aside and heard a little embarrassed.

"Hehe...... "Hee-he You don't know how crazy he used to be. ”

"No! I think Mr. Xiaowu is cultivated, qualified, capable, and talented. "Nanfei is on the matter.

"Uh......" failed to find an ally, and Chen Cuihua complained: "Nanfei, you have changed, you have become less cute than before." ”

......, "Sister Chen, it's good if you're happy."

"Listen to me." Wu Huai loudly interrupted the conversation between the two, he couldn't imagine how these two people could be so calm in front of such a beautiful and stunning drawing?

It's terrible to be uneducated, and it's difficult for two people with no aesthetic vision to communicate.

"Boss, whose did you say the sketch belonged to? Who gave it to you? Jiang Nanfei's classmates? ”

"That's right!"

Wu Huai stared at Jiang Nanfei, "Can you tell who painted this?" ”

Nanfei looked at him and said with a smile: "It's me!" "It's a joy to be recognized for your work.

"You?"

"Isn't it like?"

Wu Huai shook his head and nodded, and said after a while: "You have this talent, so you still use it to be a model!" "Shouldn't all painters scoff at this kind of thing?

"No conflict! Being a model is also a serious way to make money, and I'm short of money! "She's not so self-righteous now.

Chen Cuihua nodded with honor on the side, and said with added fuel and vinegar: "You don't know, Nanfei's painted paintings are scattered everywhere, and these few pictures are still rescued by me urgently!" Everything else was thrown away. ”

Wu Huai felt that he had angina pectoris.

"Then let's take a picture today, and after the photo is over, I want to talk to you about the design artwork,"

"Good!"

At nine o'clock in the morning, the photographer arrived and caused a small shock at the scene.

"Strange! Our photographer is a man, right? ”

"It's a man, and the best photographer in the provincial city is a man."

"Then why is there a woman?"

"I don't know! No one said anything in advance! ”

Everyone talked about it, because the woman who took the lead was very powerful, and she was followed by several staff and assistants carrying equipment. For a while, no one dared to go up and ask casually.

In the end, there was no way to find Mr. Xiaowu, the person in charge of the factory.

"Why are you here?" Wu Huai looked at it for a long time before he suddenly reacted, and enthusiastically stepped forward to cover his hands, "Come here, photographer Gao." ”

"Hello Mr. Xiaowu, I'm Gao Jing." The woman was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with long, black curly hair and a unique hoarse voice with a distinctive husky charm.