Um? ?
Everyone looked at Director Su.
Since HY was founded, they have only taken on one order, which was the costume design for a night banquet, but something went wrong that time.
Of course, there is work to do during this period. The design of the night banquet has not been completed yet, after all, it is still being filmed non-stop.
Su Wanyu looked around and said, "There will be an antique appreciation meeting held at the Song family's old house this weekend. I want everyone to design a set of clothes for the guests who are invited to attend."
this.
The people looked at each other, unable to understand what Su Wanyu said.
Tang Xi couldn't help but say, "Director Su, we do work for the Song Group, but that doesn't mean we need to serve the Song family."
What she didn't say in her heart was, was Su Wanyu using them as a favor in order to please the Song family?
Fu Xingchen also glanced at Su Wanyu. He didn't think the same way as Tang Xi. Since Su Wanyu said so, there must be a reason.
Su Wanyu is not someone who would do anything reckless.
Su Wanyu glanced at Tang Xi, unfazed, and said calmly, "First, this is paid for. Second, don't forget, the banquets at the Song family mansion are attended by the rich and powerful. I fought hard for this opportunity, and it will make HY famous in one fell swoop."
Everyone: “…”
What Director Su said makes sense.
"The banquet is on the weekend, and today is Monday, so I'll give you three days to design. Is that okay?"
Su Wanyu looked around.
Now even Tang Xi had nothing to say.
"The guest list..."
Tang Xi asked proactively.
"You don't need to know this, but I didn't participate in the costume design this time. My requirement was to combine the embroidery elements of cheongsam and Hanfu."
Not participating?
Tang Xi's eyes flickered.
"Any more questions?"
Su Wanyu looked at everyone present.
Everyone chose to remain silent. Fu Xingchen smiled and answered for everyone, "No, Director Su made it very clear."
"Very good, see you in three days."
After Su Wanyu finished speaking, she left HY in the same hurry as when she came.
The designers left behind at HY looked at each other in bewilderment.
Someone couldn't help but ask Tang Xi, "Sister Xi, this design..."
This time, Tang Xi ignored her and turned back to the office, looking just as anxious as ever.
Song Jihuai didn't go to the president's office today. He just watched Su Wanyu arrange all these things. Looking at the girl's decisive and efficient manner, she really had a bit of the White Bone Demon's flavor.
She was completely different from the soft and cute girl that usually appeared in front of him.
Song Jihuai's eyes flickered and he followed with big strides.
But that night.
Song Jihuai came out of the bathroom and looked at the little girl sitting on the carpet with her head down, painting with a paintbrush. He had a bad feeling.
The little girl now looks a little familiar.
Song Jihuai paused slightly, walked over, stood beside the little girl, lowered his eyes and saw that it was true.
Su Wanyu was drawing a design.
A light green cheongsam comes to life on the paper, with a waist-hugging and fishtail design, the calves faintly visible, and embroidered flowers from the shoulders to the chest. Just by looking at the dress, one can imagine how stunning the person wearing it would be.
Song Jihuai couldn't help but imagine how the little girl would look wearing it.
Su Wanyu finally realized that there was someone standing next to her, and she said angrily, "Husband, why are you secretly watching again!!"
Song Jihuai thought for a moment and said honestly, "I am very upright."
He really watched it openly.
Su Wanyu snorted softly and turned over her drawing. "My husband is not allowed to look at this."
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, which was one of her little problems. Whenever there were people around her when she was drawing, she found it difficult to get into the state, and she didn't want people around her to see it.
Even if you will see it sooner or later.
Song Jihuai: "..."
He stepped back obediently and said, "Okay, I won't look."
He sat down on the sofa opposite Su Wanyu and asked, "Didn't you say that the designers would be responsible for the design this time and you wouldn't participate? Why are you doing it yourself again?"
He saw that it was a cheongsam, so of course he had some guesses.
Su Wanyu's eyes flickered. "My dear husband, don't forget that the traitor from last time hasn't been caught yet. I'm worried that something might go wrong this time. Coincidentally, I have some ideas in mind, so this can be considered a precaution."
Song Jihuai secretly sighed that Su Wanyu was so comprehensive, and there was a bit more admiration in his eyes when he looked at the little girl, "Wanwan is getting more and more powerful."
Su Wanyu raised her eyes and smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits. Her face full of collagen looked round and chubby. Song Jihuai subconsciously raised his hand and pinched it.
How can it be so cute? ??
Su Wanyu rubbed her cheeks and looked at Song Jihuai with a hint of accusation in her eyes, "Husband!!"
Song Jihuai withdrew his hand, "Design is design, but you also need to go to bed early."
Su Wanyu put down her paintbrush and looked up at Song Jihuai, "My husband didn't go to bed early when he was busy with work before."
She learned from the original owner's memory that she often came back quietly in the middle of the night and saw Song Jihuai still working.
A typical workaholic.
Song Jihuai raised his hand and rubbed her head. "Well, it wasn't right before, so I changed it."
He would never admit that it was because he wanted to hold the little girl and sleep a little longer.
Even if it's just to chat under the covers.
Wednesday.
Su Wanyu went to HY as scheduled to inspect the design draft.
It has to be said that with the lessons learned from previous times, everyone is very concerned about this matter this time. Moreover, cheongsam is a modern clothing and is different from Hanfu.
Everyone has some knowledge of this, so it is much easier to design.
Su Wanyu was very satisfied.
She put all the design drafts together and said to everyone, "Okay, I'll contact them to make the pattern now."
Everyone watched Su Wanyu leave and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Wanyu took the blueprints and went to the president's office.
But after entering the president's office, she put the drawings she had just collected into Song Jihuai's drawer, and then took out her designs from her schoolbag, "Husband, use these to make patterns for clothes, and don't let anyone else know."
Song Jihuai took a look and recognized it as Su Wanyu's design.
He frowned slightly, "Use all yours?"
Su Wanyu hummed, "I always feel uneasy, so just use mine. If nothing goes wrong, I will personally apologize to the designers after this banquet."
Song Jihuai smiled gently at the little girl and said without hesitation: "I'll go with you."
Su Wanyu smiled sweetly, "That's not necessary. It's good enough that my husband can help me."
Song Jihuai raised his hand and scratched her nose. "Don't worry, I'll have Secretary Wu privately instruct people to prepare, and no information will be leaked."
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