Chapter 201 Miniskirt
An hour later, Gu Yihan, Secretary Jiang, and Cheng Bo walked out of the train station.
They stood at the agreed-upon spot waiting for the people from the garment factory to pick them up.
"Thanks to Secretary Jiang, you still remembered to call the garment factory from the railway police office," Gu Yihan said with a sigh.
Cheng Bo's face turned extremely ugly, and he glared at Secretary Jiang.
He complained, "Cousin, before you meddle in other people's business, can you at least consider me and Manager Gu?"
If he hadn't meddled and wasted time, they wouldn't have missed the car from the garment factory that was supposed to pick them up.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yihan turned to Secretary Jiang and said "Thank you" to him.
Secretary Jiang nodded, glanced at Cheng Bo, and said casually, "Aren't you perfectly fine?"
Cheng Bo: "..."
Gu Yihan glanced at the time and estimated that she would have to wait a while.
Bored, he asked, "Was that middle-aged woman also a thief?"
“No!” Secretary Jiang glanced at Cheng Bo and replied.
"No, then where did she get so much money?" Gu Yihan asked, puzzled.
She was curious and could only ask Secretary Jiang, because he had gone out alone with that middle-aged train police officer.
Secretary Jiang did not disappoint Gu Yihan, explaining, "That money was her daughter-in-law's shopping allowance."
It turns out that the middle-aged woman's youngest son had used sweet words to deceive his only daughter and promised that any children they had would take the woman's surname.
The two had just gotten married when the middle-aged woman, claiming to be feeling unwell, went to her younger daughter-in-law's house, hoping to enjoy a few days of comfort.
Who would have thought that after witnessing the good life of her younger son's family, she would begin to feel sorry for her older son who was farming in the countryside.
He forced his younger daughter-in-law to find a job for her eldest son in her hometown.
Harboring resentment after being rejected, he fed his youngest daughter-in-law poisonous mushrooms.
Fortunately, the middle-aged woman's youngest daughter-in-law was not seriously poisoned. She went to the hospital to induce vomiting, received an IV drip, and then returned home to find that the money for the purchases was missing.
My mother-in-law wasn't home either, so I called the police.
Gu Yihan listened, completely stunned.
This is taking advantage of the other party's food poisoning to abscond with the factory's procurement funds.
Then, remembering that her daughter-in-law was an only child, she asked uncertainly, "Does their family want to exploit someone who has no descendants?"
Cheng Bo's face turned cold the moment he heard the words "no descendants".
"Officer Gu, can you please think before you speak?"
Hearing Cheng Bo's questioning tone, Gu Yihan frowned: "None of your business!"
Cheng Bo was shocked by Gu Yihan's rudeness and pointed at her angrily, saying, "You..."
Gu Yihan swatted away Cheng Bo's outstretched finger.
He scoffed, "I didn't even mention you, why are you acting like you stepped on my tail!"
She wasn't familiar with Cheng Bo at all; did she really need his permission to express an opinion? What a joke.
Secretary Jiang smiled and glanced at Cheng Bo, whose face was flushed.
He said pointedly, "Exactly! They're not well-off themselves, yet they specifically seek to marry only daughters from wealthy families. Aren't they just trying to profit from the family's decline?"
Gu Yihan did not see Cheng Bo's expression.
Thinking that women are the ones who suffer most in marriage, she gritted her teeth and said, "If they don't listen, they can still kick the father out of the house even if they have a child."
Upon hearing this, Secretary Jiang looked Gu Yihan up and down and chuckled, "I didn't expect that Director Gu's ideas are quite wild."
A shadow of gloom flashed in Cheng Bo's eyes as he looked at Gu Yihan. He felt that he had been blind to think she was beautiful when they first met.
After hearing Secretary Jiang's words, Gu Yihan stopped talking. She wasn't born and raised in this world, so there was a big difference in their thinking.
A dozen minutes later
A black sedan stopped in front of them.
"Secretary Jiang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
The driver from the garment factory was a middle-aged man. He opened the car door with a smile and chatted with Secretary Jiang for a while.
Secretary Jiang arranged for Gu Yihan to sit in the front, while he and Cheng Bo sat in the back.
Gu Yihan didn't stand on ceremony, opened the car door, and got into the passenger seat.
The garment factory driver was stunned for a moment as Gu Yihan got into the car with practiced ease, then smiled and helped Cheng Bo with his luggage.
Guesthouse entrance
After parking the car, the garment factory driver led them into the guesthouse.
I greeted the front desk and received the key to the room I had booked in advance.
She turned around and smiled as she handed the keys to Gu Yihan, Secretary Jiang, and Cheng Bo respectively.
He smiled at Secretary Jiang and said, "It's too late today. After you finish your meal, get some rest. I'll come pick you up again tomorrow."
Secretary Jiang replied with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Wang."
Early the next morning
Gu Yihan, Secretary Jiang, and Cheng Bo were picked up early by Mr. Wang, the factory's driver, and had breakfast at the factory.
Secretary Jiang went to the factory director's office.
Gu Yihan was taken into the design department of the garment factory by a female colleague named Fu Ling.
She looked at the design department staff, whose attire was indeed more fashionable than others.
It wasn't that they were wearing brightly colored clothes, but rather that they were among a group of people still wearing clothes that were the same width from top to bottom.
Their clothes were tailored to fit well, with cinched waists, making their figures appear curvaceous.
"Comrade Gu, these are garment designs for foreigners. Could you please offer some suggestions?" Fu Ling said with a smile.
She knew that Gu Yihan was a translator hired by the garment factory, and her attitude was very gentle.
Gu Yihan smiled slightly at Fu Ling and nodded.
He picked up the design sketches on the table and casually flipped through them, his lips twitching involuntarily.
Fu Ling poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Gu Yihan, smiling as she looked at her: "Do you have any good suggestions?"
Gu Yihan put down the design draft in her hand, sighed and said, "I don't have any suggestions, it's just that my ideas are different from yours."
"Oh?" Fu Ling sat down next to Gu Yihan and picked up the design sketches. "Could you elaborate?"
Gu Yihan pointed to the top drawing in Fu Ling's hand, which was a dress: "This dress is too long and too loose."
After saying that, he picked up a pencil and sketched out a rough length for her, then removed the pomelo.
Fu Ling was completely bewildered. How could someone wear such a short skirt out in public? She asked in confusion, "What is this?"
Gu Yihan: "This is a miniskirt."
Although Fu Ling was puzzled, she did not question it; she could arrange for the workshop to make a sample garment.
We'll give it to our foreign clients tomorrow and let them choose for themselves.
A short while
Gu Yihan edited and cut all the manuscripts in Fu Ling's hands, including those featuring sexy, silky camisoles and mini skirts.
The dress is designed with an off-the-shoulder style.
Because the fabric used is all plant-based, it should look more flowy when worn, unlike the Blouze which is uncomfortable and not breathable.
Fu Ling stared blankly at Gu Yihan's departing figure, the design manuscript in her hand feeling like it was burning her.
With so little fabric, wearing it will reveal everything that shouldn't be shown.
"What is this? It's utterly indecent!" Ren Jingjing took advantage of Fu Ling's daze and snatched the design drawings from her hand.
His face turned bright red as he threw it on the table.
Fu Ling picked up the drawings from the table, tidied them up, and put them in her handbag.
"Director Fu, you don't really believe that a woman who knows nothing can design styles that foreigners like!" Ren Jingjing shouted, stomping her feet.
Seeing everyone in the office looking at her, Fu Ling sneered, "What? Jealous?"
"If you're so capable, then design something that will satisfy the client."
After saying that, she ignored everyone's reaction, picked up her bag, and walked towards the production workshop.
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