-62- On track
Looking at everyone's raised hands, Lu Kai felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. He asked Tomato, "Tomato, I told you, if we go to make Wanfeng's toys, your Dragon Palace Elementary School project will be postponed." Tomato was stunned for a moment: "If I were still thinking about my own affairs at this time, it would be too inhuman, right? Lu Kai, everyone raised their hands, why are you focusing on me alone?" He said this, which was unfair to Lu Kai. After asking Tomato, Lu Kai turned to Dorasi: "Doraxi, you are a designer yourself. How would you feel when someone uses your immature work, which you don't recognize enough, to represent you? Wanfeng told me that he doesn't want his unfinished products to be released. I told you about this, don't you care?" Before Dorasi answered, he asked Sister Zou again: "Sister Zou, tell me, if this is not the designer's posthumous work, if it is thrown into the market, what is the probability that it will be worthless? So, as a professional business, what is your plan? Are you going to exploit Wanfeng's death? Are we going to do such a clumsy thing? What will the players think of us, and what will they think of Wanfeng? The label that others remember him by will become a designer who can only sell products after his death. Is this the result you want?" He became more and more excited as he spoke, and even did not let Zhao Jinghuan go: "When Wanfeng was still alive, it was you who stopped me from sending Wanfeng's designs to the factory. You told me that there was already a dimoo on the market, and you asked me to respect Wanfeng. Why have you changed your mind now? Why don't we respect him? Just because Wanfeng is dead, his ideas are not important?" Zhao Jinghuan seemed to want to explain, but was stopped by Lu Kai: "Wanfeng's best friend is me, not you. You don't care about him anymore, but I do." ………… It was supposed to be a democratic vote, but Lu Kai, who had summoned everyone to the polls, angrily overturned the results. He left the studio and didn't answer anyone's phone calls all night. The next morning, Lu Kai arrived at the company and announced, almost in a fit of anger, that he had called Wanfeng's mother and would not help her implement Wanfeng's design. He said the matter was settled. "This is the final result. Starting today, we will resume normal work. Jinghuan, when is the collaboration between Little Freckles and Wanda?" Lu Kai spoke these words with a fierce voice, as if he were a heartless villain, but in fact, he had not yet informed Wanfeng's mother of his decision. Lu Kai dragged Zhao Jinghuan to contact Wanda again and set the date for the collaboration...
Looking at everyone's raised hands, Lu Kai felt a surge of inexplicable irritation. He asked Tomato, "Tomato, I told you, if we go make toys for Evening Breeze, your Dragon Palace Elementary School student will be postponed."
Tomato was stunned for a moment: "If I'm still thinking about my own affairs at this time, I'm too inhuman, right? Lu Kai, everyone raised their hands, why are you picking on me?" He said this, which was unfair to Lu Kai. After Lu Kai finished asking Tomato, he turned to Dorasi: "Doraxi, you are a designer yourself. How would you feel when someone uses your immature work that you don't approve of to represent you? Wanfeng told me that he doesn't want his unfinished product to be released. I told you about this, don't you care?" Before Dorasi answered, he asked Sister Zou: "Sister Zou, tell me, if this is not the designer's posthumous work, if it is thrown on the market, what is the probability that it will be worthless? So, as a professional business, what is your plan? Are you going to exploit Wanfeng's death? Should we do such a clumsy thing? What will the players think of us, and what will they think of Wanfeng? The label that others remember him by will become a designer who can only sell products after his death. Is this the result you want?" He became more and more excited as he spoke, and even did not let Zhao Jinghuan go: "When Wanfeng was still alive, it was you who stopped me from sending Wanfeng's design to the factory. You told me that there was already a dimoo on the market, and you asked me to respect Wanfeng. Why have you changed your mind now? Why don't we respect him? Just because Wanfeng is dead, his ideas are no longer important?" Zhao Jinghuan seemed to want to explain, but was stopped by Lu Kai: "Wanfeng's best friend is me, not you. You don't care about him anymore, but I do." ………… It was agreed to be a democratic vote, but Lu Kai, who had called everyone to vote, angrily overturned the result of the vote. He left the studio and did not answer anyone's phone calls all night. The next morning, Lu Kai arrived at the company and announced, almost as if in a fit of anger, that he had called Wanfeng's mother and would not help her realize Wanfeng's design. He said that the matter was already settled. "This is the final outcome. Starting today, we'll resume normal work. Jinghuan, when is the collaboration between Little Freckles and Wanda?" Lu Kai spoke these words with a fierce tone, as if he were a heartless villain. But in reality, he hadn't yet informed Wanfeng's mother of his decision. Lu Kai dragged Zhao Jinghuan to re-contact Wanda and set the collaboration date for two weeks later. By the time they were done, it was time to get off work. He dismissed the studio staff and spent a long time alone in the office. Over an hour later, he finally mustered enough courage to call Wanfeng's mother. "Auntie, I've made up my mind... I don't agree to send Wanfeng, Lecheng, to Lecheng. I don't agree to produce the box for Lecheng. I've seen the design you gave me a long time ago. Lecheng and I even argued about it. Back then, I wanted his design to be realized, even deliberately ignoring the fact that it wasn't good enough. But Lecheng..." Lu Kai said, "Lecheng doesn't want to release a design he doesn't approve of. He doesn't want to be represented by a mediocre work, even if that's his limit." So... I don't agree to release a box for Lecheng. Even though I know that with the gimmick of the deceased designer, Lecheng's work will definitely sell well. But I don't want this, I don't want to use his death as a gimmick, I think this is the biggest denial of him. " Wanfeng's mother on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, almost making Lu Kai think that she didn't hear what he said clearly. He was even ready to say those words again, but he only called out: "Auntie..." Wanfeng's mother then spoke: "So, is that it? Lecheng left nothing behind." Lu Kai was stunned for a moment, he felt his chest stuffy, as if blocked by something.
He took a few deep breaths, trying hard not to run out of oxygen. Then he gritted his teeth, and every word he said was like a knife stabbing at Mother Wanfeng and at himself.
"Yes, that's it. There's nothing left."
At that moment, he vaguely expected Wanfeng's mother to yell at him and scold him, venting all her sadness and resentment on him. However, after a long silence, Wanfeng's mother just said calmly with a slight cry in her voice, "Okay, Auntie understands."
The tone of her voice was exactly the same as the evening breeze. She just hung up the phone.
Lu Kai estimated that his mother would call him in an hour or two, but he waited all night and nothing came. He waited anxiously all night. The next morning, he sent her a message, tentatively asking if Wanfeng's mother had contacted him. WeChat displayed a message for a moment saying "the other party is typing," but no message came. He couldn't wait any longer and called his mother, but she hung up. He called again and again, until the other party simply turned off the phone.
Lu Kai had a strange feeling, as if the matter would not be over until he got scolded. He was filled with irritation because of this feeling of being suspended in the air. When he arrived at the studio, he also had a gloomy face. Although he was not really angry at Tomato and Zhao Jinghuan in the office, he was still afraid that Tomato would be scared. He did not dare to talk to Lu Kai much for the whole morning, fearing that he would become a target for no reason again.
However, Lu Kai obviously didn't focus on Tomato. He spent a long time standing outside the door, staring blankly at the illustration on the door. Finally, he walked in and asked Tomato, "Where did you put the poster of Freckles?"
Tomato thought about it and said that it seemed like it was rolled up and thrown into the cupboard.
"Why are you looking for that thing?" Tomato saw Lu Kai frowning and realized that he must have answered incorrectly. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Do you want me to help you find it?"
Lu Kai nodded, and Tomato quickly stood up and rummaged through the drawers until he found the poster of Freckles. Lu Kai had also found the tape.
He pushed Tomato and asked him to go out with him. Tomato didn't dare to ask any more questions and just followed him. When they reached the door, Tomato walked down the stairs. After only two steps, Lu Kai asked him from behind: "What are you doing?"
Tomato said, "Aren't you going downstairs? Didn't you say you were going out?"
Lu Kai shook his head. "Not downstairs, right here?" He turned back to look at the illustration on the door. Tomato then realized that he was going to stick a poster of Freckles on the door.
Lu Kai wanted to block their family photo.
Lu Kai said, "Sister Zou no longer works here."
He did not mention the evening breeze.
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Lu Kai and Fanqie covered the door with a poster of Freckles. While they were doing this, Zhao Jinghuan stood behind them and watched quietly. She wanted to say something, but didn't know how to start.
The portrait painted on the door hurt them every day, but she still felt that it should not be blocked like this.
After the posters were put up, Lu Kai murmured, "A new beginning." He invited Zhao Jinghuan and Fanqie into the house and continued working. Fanqie and Zhao Jinghuan did not make any comments on Lu Kai's behavior, but they both felt that Lu Kai seemed to be fooling more than just their portraits. Around two o'clock in the afternoon, several people were studying the plan of cooperating with Wanda in the house. Lu Kai said: "The audience of trendy toys is not fixed, but we are in the same city. People who come to Wanda to participate in the joint activities have probably participated in Mr. Hu Zi's joint activities. We can't let people think that we are an imitator, or even that Mr. Hu Zi is a competitor that can be compared with us. The process and framework of the event must be innovative, and the on-site layout must also be newly arranged. In short, we must make a difference. We must not copy others."
When he asked Tomato if he had any new ideas, there was a sound of people jumping up the stairs outside the door. The footsteps were not as light and brisk as usual, but they all knew that it was Dorasi. The footsteps stopped at the door. After a while, there was a sudden "rustling" sound outside the door. It was Dorasi tearing off the poster on the door. They heard Dorasi tearing the poster hard, but the plastic cover on the poster made it difficult to tear it apart, and it only made an annoying sound of plastic folding. The sound rang for a while, and then it was replaced by Dorasi's collapsed crying. When the few people in the room came to their senses, opened the door and went out, there was no one outside the door.
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