It was lunchtime and the place was crowded. Ruan Qiushui spotted an empty table and quickly went over to claim it.

At this moment, a man in his forties wearing a Zhongshan suit, accompanied by his henchmen, led two blond foreigners in from outside.

During the incident, the two foreigners were swearing and cursing, while the man seemed to understand but didn't quite, and smiled apologetically.

"No matter what, you must find me someone who can speak English."

Jiang Changguo anxiously called his secretary to fetch a translator.

"Yes, yes, Director Jiang, I'll go right away."

The secretary was sweating profusely with anxiety. In a small county like theirs, where could they find someone who could speak English? This was just wishful thinking.

Jiang Changguo kept apologizing to the foreigners and led them toward the table where Ruan Qiushui was.

"Little girl, there are no seats left, can I share a table with you?"

It was completely full, except for Ruan Qiushui's seat, which was still empty.

The two foreigners frowned and, taking advantage of Jiang Changguo's poor English, started spouting swear words.

"Please sit down."

She didn't mind sharing a table.

"Sir, I happen to know a little English. Seeing that you seem a bit anxious, how about I give it a try?"

Ruan Qiushui looked at Jiang Changguo and said.

These two foreigners were so rude; if they kept talking like that, she probably wouldn't be able to keep her ears.

"you?"

Jiang Changguo was surprised by Ruan Qiushui's youth, but he didn't underestimate her.

Regardless, let's try anything, even if it seems hopeless.

These two foreign businessmen came to China specifically to seek cooperation and wanted to raise funds to open a garment factory.

The Party Secretary of City C had to overcome numerous obstacles to win over the people to his territory.

But to their surprise, the other party had high standards and many requirements, and none of the designers from the three clothing factories in the city could meet their requirements.

There was no other way but to relax the requirements from the city level to the district and county levels, so that as long as the factory met the size requirements, it could participate in the competition.

Their Hongri Garment Factory had to wait in line for three days before it was their turn to receive foreign guests.

To everyone's surprise, at the last minute, the translator who had been arranged to come suddenly had something come up and couldn't make it.

"Little girl, then I'll trouble you. Here are the design drawings we provided. Could you ask them what their requirements are?"

Jiang Changguo briefly recounted what had happened and handed a brown paper bag to Ruan Qiushui.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Ruan Qiushui accepted it and turned to look at the two foreign guests.

"Greetings, gentlemen. I am your temporary translator, Ruan Qiushui. It is my pleasure to serve you."

The sudden burst of fluent English stunned the two foreigners.

So, she heard everything they just said?

Seeing the two foreigners' awkward expressions, Ruan Qiushui remained quite calm.

You deserved it for talking badly about others behind their backs.

"These are the design drawings provided by Hongri Garment Factory. Please take a look."

The table was still clean, so Ruan Qiushui took out the design drawings and handed them to the two of them.

Yes, yes.

Jiang Changguo nodded in agreement. Even though he didn't know what Ruan Qiushui was saying, he knew from her actions that she was talking about serious matters.

Actually, he wanted the two foreign guests to go to the factory office for a meeting, but they insisted on eating and chatting at the same time.

This meal cost a lot of money, and he paid for it out of his own pocket.

"nonono".

The long-haired foreigner said it three times and gave it a very disdainful look.

Looking up, Ruan Qiushui had to admit that the designs presented by the Hongri Garment Factory were really quite ordinary.

Such clothing, if made and placed in a small county town, could sell reasonably well.

But if you take it abroad, it obviously won't impress them.

"This style is terrible. Making such clothing is a waste of materials and manpower."

The short-haired foreigner nodded in agreement.

"?"

What does it mean? He's shaking his head and nodding, is it going to work out or not?

"The designs lack originality, and foreign guests don't like them."

Seeing Jiang Changguo's bewildered expression, Ruan Qiushui explained.

"What can we do? This is the best design the factory can offer."

Jiang Changguo slumped dejectedly onto the stool.

Since designer Yu passed away, their factory's profits have declined significantly.

The clothes weren't selling, and wages weren't being paid. The factory workers were struggling to make ends meet, leaving him in a state of utter chaos.

We finally have a chance to revive the factory, are we just going to let it slip away?

"Are you troubled by the design drawings, sir? I do know a bit about design; why don't I draw some for them to see? If that works, we can discuss the design fee then, shall we?"

Unfortunately, in her previous life, when Ruan Qiushui was forced by her grandfather to study traditional Chinese medicine, he made her take art classes for several years in order to cultivate her patience.

She refused to believe that, with her futuristic vision, she couldn't create design sketches that would amaze foreigners.

"Okay, go ahead and draw."

Jiang Changguo sighed. What else can we do now that things have come to this?

"If you two have some time, why don't you take a look at my design?"

Ruan Qiushui took out a pencil and, without waiting for their reply, began to draw.

The foreigner was taken aback, somewhat curious about what kind of design drawings such a pretty girl could produce.

The first painting Ruan Qiushui created was of a cheongsam. Unlike traditional cheongsams, Ruan Qiushui made special modifications to the skirt length, slit position, and neckline to suit the foreign guests.

Although women were not allowed to wear cheongsams during that particular era, Ruan Qiushui knew that foreigners had a unique and special perspective on cheongsams.

It's an export anyway, so what does it matter?

"It's so beautiful, it's elegant and charming without being stiff or rigid. If my lover wore it, she would definitely be the most eye-catching goddess."

The short-haired foreign guests were amazed; it was truly incredible.

"Madam, you have truly created a miracle."

The long-haired foreign guests were also pleasantly surprised.

Seeing that the two approved, Ruan Qiushui drew three more designs.

"Okay, okay."

The two of them repeatedly expressed their admiration.

"We've made our decision to cooperate with Hongri Garment Factory."

The two exchanged glances and made a promise.

Ruan Qiushui was overjoyed and quickly shared the good news with Jiang Changguo.

“Great! Tell them to go back to the factory to sign the contract after lunch.”

Jiang Changguo slapped his thigh, extremely happy.

"However, we have one condition."

The long-haired foreign guest pondered for a moment.

"What are the conditions?"

Ruan Qiushui asked.

"We want you to be in charge of the design. At least until someone else is qualified to do the job, you should be in charge of the design."

They don't lack money, they just lack good design works.

If a contract has been signed, how can Jiang Changguo just give them subpar design drawings?

"this."

He was the factory manager, and Ruan Qiushui couldn't make the decision herself; she could only relay the information truthfully.

"Girl, would you like to be a designer at our Red Sun Garment Factory?"

From those four design drawings, Jiang Changguo had already seen Ruan Qiushui's capabilities.

If such a talented person isn't hired by the factory, he'll regret it for the rest of his life.