Seeing that it was a strange number, Wen Lan did not answer.

In the past two days, there have always been calls from strange numbers, but she hasn't answered any of them.

The next day, Wen Lan had a simple breakfast and came to TT early.

Zhou Qiao came earlier than her, and the two chatted in the office for a while, and Wen Lan knew that a new designer would join the company in the morning.

"The flower shop and coffee shop next door were taken over by me, and after decorating it, I can make a high-end Chinese wedding dress and men's clothing studio. In order to facilitate management, I am going to open an entrance on the first floor." Zhou Qiao said, took out a stack of drawings and handed them to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan looked at it, and it was full of Zhou Qiao's handwriting, including the layout drawings of the two design rooms, as well as dense detailed annotations.

"It's really hard." Wen Lan praised sincerely, "I already have a hunch that these two studios will be prosperous in the near future."

"With such a good prospect, are you ready to take a stake?" Zhou Qiaoshen asked with a smile.

Wen Lan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Zhou Qiao to say this, he thought about it and shook his head: "I'm still obediently my women's clothing designer, it's good to be able to do women's clothing with quality and quantity."

"If you're afraid that you don't have enough energy, you can take a stake in one of the two studios!"

Zhou Qiao made two studios at once, and she really wanted Wen Lan to do more for her, so she did everything possible to pull Wen Lan to the same front with her.

Wen Lan began to seriously think about Zhou Qiao's proposal.

Now Ji Minxin hasn't found it yet, and the money has been lent to Shen Yi by her for 500,000 yuan, and if she shares in Zhou Qiao's studio, it will definitely be a big expense.

But the dividends of high-end customization are really eye-catching, just talking about TT's women's clothing customization, Zhou Qiao recovered the cost in the first year, and made a lot of money in the second year.

"The Chinese wedding dress is expected to invest 3 million in the early stage, and the men's clothing is 2 million, you are optimistic about which one to invest in, but there is a sentence that must be said in the front, each studio will give you at most half of the shares."

Zhou Qiao saw that her mind was already active, and continued to add weight to herself, "If you don't have so much money in your hand, I can cushion it for you first."

"It's not a small amount of money for me, give me some time and think about it."

In fact, at this time, Wen Lan's idea of buying shares was already very resolute. Only by making more money can she and Ji Minxin have a better guarantee for their future lives, that is, it hurts a little to take out so much money at once.

"There will be a plenary meeting in ten minutes, and before that, you must give me a clear answer." Zhou Qiao deliberately looked at the watch, "If you don't have the intention of buying shares, I'll ask other designers at the plenary meeting."

"Then I'll answer you now, I'm going to take a stake in the men's haute couture studio." Wen Lan blurted out, "I'll transfer one million shares to you today."

"It's a deal! My menswear partner!" Zhou Qiao got what she wanted, and slapped her palm with a smile, "The two menswear designers will arrive later, you can have a good chat with them."

In fact, high-end Chinese wedding clothes and men's clothing are both profiteering industries, but Wen Lan still chose men's clothing with an investment of less than 500,000 yuan out of consideration for money.

Although Zhou Qiao is a rich second generation, he is free and easy, informal, and can get along with all employees.

The four newly hired designers have also arrived, all of whom are in their thirties and forties, and their personalities and speech are much calmer than those of the women's clothing department.

After the meeting, Zhou Qiao whispered to Wen Lan, "As a designer of men's wear and Chinese women's wear, without ten years of accumulation, there will be no sense of solemnity in the work."

"TT's designers are generally younger, so it's not bad to let these old people take the belt." Wen Lan said sincerely.

The two were chatting in Zhou Qiao's office, and Xiao Li knocked on the door with a large bouquet of fiery roses and came in.

"Designer Wen, your flowers. I have already signed for you to send it from an errand in the same city."

When Wen Lan was in love with Shen Yi before, Shen Yi often sent her flowers.

In the past two years as Mrs. Xie, no matter what the festival is, Xie Yansheng has never sent flowers to her.

"Wow

, such a beautiful red rose! Let me see which of Lan Lan's suitors?"

Zhou Qiao took the rose from Xiao Li's hand first, looked for it in the bouquet, and only saw an elegant machine-made greeting card with the words "Alright" written on it.

"I just counted it, and there are thirty-three flowers in total, which means that it should be three lives and three lifetimes." Xiao Li said with a gossipy smile.

Wen Lan picked up the small greeting card and looked at it for a while without seeing any clues.

After Xiao Li left, Zhou Qiao asked Wen Lan if it would be sent by Shen Yi.

"He's busy starting a business in Hong Kong City, and it doesn't feel likely." Wen Lan immediately shook his head.

Zhou Qiao solemnly put the flower in Wen Lan's hand, "I didn't even leave a name for sending flowers, it seems that I was afraid that I would refuse directly if you knew his identity."

Could it be the sound of thanksgiving?

She inexplicably remembered the so-called ex-husband, and said stupidly, "Since it was delivered, it will be placed on my design table."

On this day, Wen Lan spent most of his time chatting with Zhou Qiao about this year's work, and was very optimistic about the two studios that were about to be established.

Zhou Qiao is a man of action, and on the second day of the class, he found a decoration company and began to renovate the flower shop and coffee shop next door.

A busy week has passed, Wen Lan is now without the shackles of Xie Yansheng and the Xie family, and he has to be busy until eight or nine o'clock in the evening before getting off work every day.

The intense work can not only fill her blank time, but also prevent her from speculating about Ji Minxin's life and death.

She likes to be so busy in TT that her feet don't touch the floor, and she hates to sigh alone in an empty apartment.

To distract herself, she moved a tailoring table and simple sewing tools to the small living room of the apartment.

Every night when she returns to the rented room, she changes into comfortable loungewear, draws drawings in the living room, and cuts fabrics.

It's often early in the morning, and if she's sleepy, she can sleep until dawn. If you are not sleepy, keep busy until your back hurts.

This week, she worked six days of work, and every morning at 10 a.m., she received a bouquet of 33 red roses, which kept Zhang Ji's "Okay" greeting card in it.

At first, she guessed that it was Xie Yansheng, but then she felt that with Xie Yansheng's temperament, even if she didn't say it at the time, she should say it now.

But a week has passed, and the person who delivered the flowers has not yet appeared, and she began to list Jiang Jingci as the object of suspicion again.

But until there is no evidence, it can only be suspicion.

Tomorrow is Sunday, which is also her day off, so she doesn't have to rush to work in the morning, and she is lying in bed in the early hours of the morning after drawing the design.

After swiping a small video for a while, when she was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, a message of "Banquet President Xie Yansheng Engagement" came into her eyes!