Sunshine Clothing in the office building.

In the office building, as always, it was lifeless.

The dim light shone weakly through the hallway, shining on the dust in the hallway, pulling inconspicuous beams of light into the air.

The corridor was quiet, and occasionally people walked by, also with their heads down and in a hurry.

The building, like an old tree, is either withering or falling down in a thunderstorm, only to sprout new shoots from its roots.

Crash!

There was a loud bang at the door of the fashion design department, and Zhang Xiaoshi rushed out with a manuscript in his hand.

He sprinted out of the hallway and towards the end of the stairs.

At that moment, the light shining from the window at the end of the staircase seemed to be much brighter.

Zhang Xiaoshi rushed to the upper floor, rushed to a double-leaf solid wood door, and patted the door a few times.

At the top of the gate, the nameplate reads: "General Manager's Office"

When Zhang Xiaoshi was photographed for the third time, a man's voice sounded inside: "Come in." ”

Zhang Xiaoshi pushed the door into the house.

Behind the huge desk, sat a round-faced, somewhat fat middle-aged man.

This person has a bit of joy in appearance, and with a round face that has been blessed, he should be a happy and kind person.

But at this time, this middle-aged man had his brows tightly locked, and there were two obvious eye bags on his fat face.

In the ashtray next to him, the stuffed cigarette butts had overflowed from it.

The room was filled with smoke.

"Mr. Yang......" Zhang Xiaoshi said.

The chubby middle-aged man raised his head, glanced at Zhang Xiaoshi, and smiled at him reluctantly: "Xiaoshi is here, sit!" ”

He motioned for Zhang Xiaoshi to sit down on the sofa, and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhang Xiaoshi: "Xiaoshi, is there something wrong?" ”

Zhang Xiaoshi looked at the state of the fat man, and couldn't help but speak: "Mr. Yang, you have lost a lot of weight." ”

Mr. Yang lowered his head and touched his still towering belly: "Indeed, I have lost at least sixty or seventy pounds recently...... There's no way, the status quo of our company can't eat. ”

Zhang Xiaoshi's nose was sour: "Mr. Yang, our company ......"

"Our company is very difficult, but rest assured, our company can't collapse." Mr. Yang waved his hand, "Our company has passed through so many winds and waves, and we will definitely be able to pass it this time." ”

After a pause, he added, "Of course, if you really can't hold on...... I'll sell my property and pay you wages!" Use all my connections to find you a home! ”

Zhang Xiaoshi felt his chest blocked, and his tone was even a little choked: "Mr. Yang, I ......"

"Hey, don't talk about that." Mr. Yang smiled, "Xiao Shi, what is the matter with you coming to me?" ”

"Oh, yes!" Zhang Xiaoshi came back to his senses at this time, and he put the manuscript in his hand on the coffee table with both hands, "Mr. Yang, please take a look." ”

"It's ...... What's your new design? Mr. Yang was curious and picked it up.

After just one glance, his expression became solemn: "Your pants ......"

Zhang Xiaoshi lowered his head: "That's right, it's the hot model that imitates my type and my cool." ”

"Xiao Shi, you know, this is the same as our company's rules...... Not quite so. Mr. Yang's brows furrowed, and he lit a cigarette for himself.

"Mr. Yang! I know that our company has regulations that the styles on the market, unless there is no patent dispute, must not imitate other people's styles! Zhang Xiaoshi suddenly said loudly, "But, this time and that time!" The problem for our company now is to do everything we can to survive! ”

He was a little emotional, and even stood up: "A person, if he can't even live, is there anything else to think about?" ”

Mr. Yang stopped talking, and his brows were tightly knit on his chubby face.

For a full cigarette, he stared at the drawings in his hand, not saying a word or moving.

It wasn't until he finished smoking that he moved.

He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray with all his might.

Then, in a slightly hoarse voice, he said to Zhang Xiaoshi: "Do as you say." ”

Zhang Xiaoshi breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

But at the same time, Hou Xiaolin's slightly thin figure and delicate baby face suddenly flashed in his heart.

He shook his head in a bit of panic and forcibly expelled the shadow from his mind.

"Mr. Yang, I'll go out to do things first."

He fled his boss's office in a bit of a panic.

……

At the same time, the state-owned garment factory, the seventeenth workshop.

A truck stopped at the door of the workshop, and the driver jumped out of the car and shouted at the workshop: "Call your Deputy Director Li, we are from Sinar Mas Garment Factory, and we are here to send you raw materials!" Please sign for it! ”

Li Duoduo walked to the car and signed his name on the other party's handover order familiarly.

The driver nodded at Li Duoduo, beckoned a few people to unload the goods into the workshop, and then drove away.

Li Duoduo walked towards Bai Zhan's office.

When she entered the office, she saw Bai Zhan concentrating on drawing a pair of pants she had never seen before.

The pants had a very thin waist and a lantern-like trouser tube.

She asked curiously, "Director Bai, what is this?" ”

"This is called Harem pants, if there is no accident, it is the third product in our workshop." Bai Zhan smiled.

Li Duoduo noticed that Bai Zhan's words were "the third product in our workshop", not the third product of "I am cool".

She was even more curious: "This product, I don't need to be cool...... What brand do you use to sell it? ”

"What brand to use, let's talk about it then, for now, let's do the job in hand first." Bai Zhan looked at Li Duoduo, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"The Jinguang Factory has sent raw materials again, but didn't you promise not to get them in the factory?" Li Duoduo asked Bai Zhan, "I just want to ask, will we continue to produce?" ”

"Of course? How can production be stopped? Bai Zhan smiled and patted a drawer on his left hand, "Listen to me, just continue." ”

Li Duoduo looked at Bai Zhan quietly for a few seconds, and in the end she didn't say anything, just nodded quietly: "Okay, listen to you." ”

After Li Duoduo left, Bai Zhan continued to immerse himself in his work - the third pair of pants.

Harem pants, a pair of pants that once hit no less than the height of bell bottoms in the fashion field.

For Bai Zhan at this stage, this is the real king bomb.

He drew for a while, and suddenly heard Deputy Director Zhang's angry shouting at the door.

"Comrade Bai Zhan! White Exhibition! Open the door! ”

It's coming......

Bai Zhan smiled.

He tucked the drawings into a drawer and locked them.

Then he got up and walked over and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Deputy Director Zhang standing outside the door, followed by Zhuo Yifan, who was also angry.

Deputy Director Zhang glared and said in a very high voice: "Comrade Bai Zhan! Didn't you promise me that you would no longer outsource tailoring! Why are you still producing! ”

Bai Zhanle was happy: "Director Zhang, look at what you said, can I not do what I promised?" ”

"This time, I didn't outsource."