A cornered dog will jump over the wall

After the team was formed, an unprecedented production enthusiasm broke out in the "Zhi Xiu Fang" factory.

Under Lin Bo's leadership, the "Baicao Dyeing" technique was perfectly replicated, with each piece of fabric emerging from the dye vat in soft hues and exuding a delicate herbal fragrance. Under the direction of Manager Wang, the factory's production process was reorganized, significantly improving efficiency. Ling Xiuqing, on the other hand, devoted herself fully to finalizing the designs for the final few school uniform samples.

She not only designed classic British-style plaid skirts for St. John's Girls' School, but also designed scholarly suit-style uniforms for the more avant-garde Fudan Public School. She also designed a modified cheongsam-style uniform incorporating Chinese button elements for a women's college founded by a church.

Each design accurately hits the cultural core and identity positioning of different schools, combining beauty and practicality, and both classic and fashionable.

When the first batch of samples were completed and hung in the sample room, everyone was shocked.

This is no longer a school uniform in the traditional sense. It is clearly a high-end fashion show for youth.

"Boss...this...this is so beautiful!" Even the knowledgeable Manager Wang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration at the designs. "As soon as these clothes are unveiled, schools all over Shanghai will probably go crazy!"

"Just making an appearance isn't enough." Ling Xiuqing's eyes gleamed with confidence. "What I want is a real 'storm'. A fashion storm that will change the history of school uniforms across China."

She handed the advertising brochure that she had prepared long ago to Murong Bai.

"Next, it's up to you."

Murong Bai took the album, looked at the vivid pictures on it, and immediately understood her intention.

"Don't worry." He smiled, his eyes full of admiration at meeting a worthy opponent. "In three days, Shenbao will launch a brand new section - 'Campus Fashion.' And these 'advertising posters' of yours will be the entire content of the inaugural issue. I will also invite the most renowned educators, artists, and child psychologists in Shanghai to write reviews of your designs."

He has to do more than just place ads.

What he needs to do is to create a top-down wave of public opinion about "aesthetic education", "health" and "national confidence"!

He wants to elevate the "Zhi Xiu Fang" school uniform from an ordinary "commodity" to an "event" with profound cultural connotations and social significance!

The two smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

…

At the same time, Tilanqiao Prison.

Han Shaoheng's life was not easy.

He was sentenced to ten years in prison for crimes ranging from arson to fabrication of evidence and malicious framing. The sudden drop from a prominent upper-class elite to a prisoner nearly devastated him.

He spent every day in endless regret and resentment.

As for Chuntao, because he took the blame for being the mastermind and her tragic "broken hand" earned her some sympathy, she was ultimately only sentenced to three years.

One day, Han Shaoheng saw an old newspaper discarded by the prison guard in prison.

The newspaper was prominently displaying the latest issue of Shenbao's special edition on "Campus Fashion."

On it, the exquisite illustrations, with energetic boys and girls in brand new school uniforms, were like poisoned steel needles, piercing his eyes fiercely!

He saw the familiar design style and the brand that he once sneered at but is now becoming famous - "Zhi Xiu Fang".

He saw that the woman named Ah Xiu was using the "antique" craftsmanship of the Ling family, which he despised the most, and integrating it with new concepts to build a business empire step by step that he had always dreamed of but could never achieve.

Not only did she survive, she also lived more brilliantly than ever before.

She took the mess he left behind and turned it into a gold mine!

"ah--!"

A beast-like roar, not like a human voice, filled with endless jealousy and madness, rang out in the dark cell.

Han Shaoheng's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the name "A Xiu" in the newspaper. Veins bulged on his face and his expression was as ferocious as a devil.

"Ling...Xiu...Qing..."

He finally spoke out the name he feared the most, word by word, gritting his teeth.

At this moment, he finally stopped doubting.

That Ah Xiu was her! She was the ghost that had crawled back from hell to claim his life!

The intense fear and unwillingness completely devoured his last bit of sanity.

"I'm not having a good time... and neither are you!" He paced back and forth in the cell like a madman, his eyes fierce. "What I can't have... what I destroyed with my own hands... you can't take it back so easily!"

He began to think frantically, wondering what cards he had left in his hand.

That’s right!

He suddenly thought of something, and a last bit of crazy light flashed in his eyes.

Ling family!

The Ling family ruthlessly drowned their daughter in the river to protect their reputation. They were accomplices! They were also most afraid of the scandal being made public!

And in his hand, he also holds the final "trump card" that is enough to bring ruin to the entire Ling family!

He used up his last connections and money, bribed a prison guard, and secretly sent a letter out of the prison.

Letters are not meant to be sent to others.

It was sent to the old house of the Ling family, which had long been in decline and closed to visitors.

A desperate and desperate counterattack is brewing in secret.

Ling Xiuqing, who is completely unaware of this, is making final preparations for her upcoming and most gorgeous brand launch.