Chapter 74 So much money, tens, hundreds, thousands, even my ancestors…
the next day.
Before Pei Jinwu left for school.
I turned on my computer, scanned the jewelry design sketches I drew yesterday, and sent them to J.Five Studio.
The next second.
The director called, excitedly exclaiming, "Boss, these pieces of jewelry are absolutely stunning! They're sure to sell out quickly once they're on the shelves!"
"You must have spent a lot of time and effort on this, right? Thank you for your hard work!"
“It did take a bit longer.” Pei Jinwu blinked, her voice languid: “It was supposed to take half an hour, but it ended up taking an hour.”
If it weren't for killing time, it probably wouldn't even take half an hour.
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the director on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.
Did I hear that right?
The boss said these top-notch design drawings were produced in just one hour?
How are other design studios and jewelry designers supposed to put themselves in this situation?
None of them are any good fighters!
"Now that you've made money, don't bother me for a while."
Pei Jinwu walked downstairs, deliberately lowering her voice and speaking in a nonchalant tone.
Historically, only bosses have ever made money by taking advantage of their employees.
When it came to her...
Reversing the Heavenly Gang!
The employees are only focused on how much money the boss makes!
I really don't know who the boss is!
"So fast?"
The supervisor hesitated for two seconds, chuckled, and cautiously asked, "Boss, since you're so fast, could you draw a little more?"
"What?"
Pei Jinwu stopped in her tracks, her brows furrowed tightly.
“Look, boss,” the director added fearlessly, “you can draw four designs in half an hour, eight in an hour. That’s 192 in 24 hours a day. That’s 5,760 in a month.”
"One design sketch, if we turn it into a product, it'll sell for at least six figures. Let me do the math..."
The design director got more and more excited as he spoke, and the sound of a calculator clicking away on the phone could be heard, "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, fathers, ancestors..."
Holy crap, that's a lot of money.
It's hard to say.
"Boss, boss..." The director's voice was so excited that it split, and he was completely immersed in his dream of getting rich overnight.
“Oh, that’s quite a lot,” Pei Jinwu replied calmly, “but I won’t make any money from it.”
"Why, boss?" The director immediately deflated.
"Think for yourself." Pei Jinwu's voice turned icy, and she said without any politeness, "If you can't come up with something by ten o'clock, you can forget about sitting in the director's seat."
"boss……"
The director was terrified and tried to explain, but the call had already been disconnected.
It's all over.
The boss always keeps his word and has never been soft-hearted.
If he can't figure it out, he'll definitely get what's coming to him.
so.
Why don't they design more jewelry to make more money?
On the other side.
Pei Jinwu hung up the phone, put it in her pocket, and rubbed her temples in a bad mood.
J.Five is a high-end bespoke private jewelry studio.
We have always prioritized quality over speed.
If it were purely for efficiency, with her abilities, she could easily produce eight, let alone eight, even eighty a day.
What do you call rare haute couture items that you can buy anytime?
What she wanted was for any piece of J.Five jewelry to be a classic, no less than any other brand.
Brand value is always her top priority.
——
Huagao.
Because scanning the design sketches took a little longer, Pei Jinwu didn't have time to eat breakfast.
To avoid delaying her exam, Shang Shiyan packed the food so she could eat it in the car.
Steamed buns, hot milk, and a box of fresh cherries.
"Eat slowly, there's still time."
Shang Shiyan held his cup, looking at the girl who was drinking milk with such small hands, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Have some fruit."
After finishing the steamed buns and milk, Shang Shiyan opened the box, picked up a cherry, and brought it to Pei Jinwu's lips, saying, "The cherry you wanted to eat."
"?"
Pei Jinwu lowered her eyes and saw fresh red cherries in the box, and was slightly surprised.
She had only mentioned it casually to Wang Ma during a chat.
Within two days, Shang Shiyan found it for her.
If I remember correctly.
There are no cherries in China this season.
Where did he get it by air?
"Try it, it's quite sweet." Shang Shiyan wiped away the water stains and coaxed a child to eat, his tone full of doting affection.
"..."
Pei Jinwu really wanted to eat it and was about to reach out to take it.
I realized that I had a xiaolongbao in my left hand and chopsticks in my right, so I couldn't free my hands.
"..."
Shang Shiyan gently smiled and held the cherry directly to her lips.
"..."
Pei Jinwu hesitated for two seconds, but finally couldn't resist the temptation and ate it.
In an instant.
The sweet taste spread between my lips and teeth, so delicious that I unconsciously squinted my eyes.
"like?"
Seeing her excited expression, Shang Shiyan knew he had done the right thing by catering to her interests, and continued to feed her.
"Um."
Pei Jinwu just kept eating, one after another.
It's almost time for class.
I plan to eat one last one before going to school.
However, she was too hasty and her movements were too exaggerated, so her lips accidentally touched the man's fingertips.
In an instant.
She felt their bodies and stiffened involuntarily.
"..."
The man's smile froze, and he stared at her intently with deep eyes, the atmosphere in the carriage gradually becoming strange.
"..."
Pei Jinwu suddenly stepped back, her body hitting the car door with a loud thud before she regained her senses. Her voice stammered, "I...I'm leaving."
The words fell.
Without giving the man a chance to react, she pushed open the car door and hurriedly drove away.
They hadn't walked more than a few steps.
The girl ran back and awkwardly picked up her schoolbag that she had left behind.
Turn around, take a couple of steps, then pick up the pace and start jogging.
Finally, they quickly disappeared from sight.
"..."
Watching the girl's hurried figure, Shang Shiyan curled his lips and chuckled softly.
So this girl can be shy?!
Does this prove...?
Wuwu wasn't completely oblivious to herself.
Thinking of this.
The man was in a great mood, which made the temperature in the carriage rise considerably.
"Cough cough."
Feng Zhi, who had been keeping silent in the front row, saw the smile on his master's face and seized the opportunity to speak: "Master, the training at the S Alliance is almost over. Should I not go there on the last day?"
"..."
Shang Shiyan opened his eyelids, his gaze fixed indifferently on the morning breeze.
"Master, it's like this."
Feng Zhi took a deep breath, pinched his thigh hard, and said calmly, "Feng Xing has something to do today and can't be by your side."
"I still need to pick Miss Pei up from school tonight, so having someone else drive might be..."
"There's no need to go to the S Alliance again."
Before Feng Zhi could finish speaking, Shang Shiyan responded in a low voice, "You personally pick up Wuwu after class."
He didn't trust anyone else.
"Yes, Master."
Feng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Good boy.
It has to be Miss Pei.
It's decided.
From now on, Miss Pei will be his first mistress.
Mr. Shang...
It ranks second.
——
"call--"
Pei Jinwu jogged all the way to her seat, her heart pounding.
"Sister Wu, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Qingye and Zhao Qianqian came over at the same time and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, why is your face so red?"
"hot."
Pei Jinwu pursed her lips and pretended to be calm as she searched for something in her bag.
What a coincidence!
She happened to see the thermos that Shang Shiyan had prepared for her, and couldn't help but think of what had just happened.
Her face turned even redder.
"Sister Wu, have some water."
Xu Qingye opened the bottle of mineral water, handed it to her, and said with a laugh, "It's a bit hot."
"Is it hot?"
Zhao Qianqian rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the misty sky outside the window, then looked at Pei Jinwu: "?"
"..."
Pei Jinwu remained silent.
Playing dead.
——
An awkward moment.
Suddenly, a chattering voice came from the classroom doorway.
"Perfect score? Who told you that?" The girl covered her mouth, looking very surprised. "Chinese, how could anyone get a perfect score?"
"Not only in Chinese, but also in math, she got a perfect score. Zhao Qianqian only got 120."
Who is it?
Perfect scores in two subjects? You must have cheated!
——
good evening.
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