Chapter 120 The 80s Koi Little Wife 4
"Don't believe me?"
Liu Dashan did not answer her, but explained to her with a wry smile: "Girl, this is not a joke. Clothes design is not as simple as you think..."
"How about this," Ping Jiangyue thought for a moment and agreed with him: "Let's meet here tomorrow at this time. I'll bring the design drawings to see you, and then you can decide whether you want to cooperate with me, okay?"
Although Liu Dashan didn't believe that Ping Jiangyue could draw the design, he was a little unsure for a moment when he saw her serious look.
Seeing Liu Dashan's hesitation, Ping Jiangyue smiled slowly: "You're already in a desperate situation, so why not give it a try and trust me for once? Even if I don't get you anything, your trip here will be in vain, right?"
Perhaps Ping Jiangyue's words really touched Liu Dashan's heart, and he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay!"
Liu Dashan looked at Ping Jiangyue with tears in his eyes, and said as if he had made up his mind: "If you really hope to help me, I agree to cooperate with you. If we really make money, I am willing to split it 40% and 60% with you."
"Deal!" Ping Jiangyue brushed off the dirt and weeds on his body and stood up easily. "Then let's meet here tomorrow at the same time. I'm going back now. See you tomorrow."
Liu Dashan nodded involuntarily: "See you tomorrow."
When Ping Jiangyue had left and was out of sight, he finally realized that he had actually believed a little girl's words under impulse and made a promise with her...
But he couldn't help but think, what if Ping Jiangyue really has the design drawings?
Liu Dashan looked up at the glaring sun hanging high in the sky, sighed, picked up his handbag, and left the lake...
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Lu Huan returned to the town and used the few dollars that Miao Yuying had given her in the morning to buy two notebooks and a pen, and then carried the things back to the Lin family.
After dinner in the evening, she slipped back to her room and started drawing.
Lu Huan used to be in the entertainment industry, and her biggest focus was keeping up with fashion trends. After all, if a star doesn't dress well, it will damage their image. Knowing how to match clothes can make them look unfashionable, but they can also attract fans with their fashion sense.
Lu Huan is a well-known fashion expert in the circle. Not only does she have an innate vision and talent, but the key is that she was already a fashion designer before entering the circle. She has a good reputation and has sold good works, but no one knows that the designer is her.
She usually draws in her spare time, but she also makes a lot of money.
I didn’t expect this skill is still useful in this day and age!
That night, Pingjiangyue worked late into the night and drew more than ten pieces of clothing.
It was almost dawn when she finally looked at the design drawings that had taken up half of the notebook with satisfaction. She yawned and finally felt tired and sleepy.
He put the notebook away, climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, she found an excuse to tell Lin's mother that she wanted to go home to see Zhang Guihua again.
Miao Yuying always felt that her son had not spent his wedding night with Ping Jiangyue, and felt guilty towards her, so she agreed without hesitation.
Seeing her mother agree so easily to Ping Jiangyue's request, Lin Keqing was furious: "Mom! What daughter-in-law would go back again after returning to her parents' home? I don't think Ping Jiangyue's heart is with us at all! If you don't care about her, she might just run off with someone like her sister Ping Ruzhi before my brother even comes back!"
Upon hearing this, Miao Yuying's face turned a little ugly and she hesitated.
After all, Ping Ruzhi's example is there, and the daughter-in-law didn't spend the wedding night with her son, and the son hasn't come back yet. If Ping Jiangyue really can't stand the loneliness and runs away with someone...
Just when Miao Yuying was in a dilemma, Ping Jiangyue's sad and sorrowful voice suddenly rang out softly: "Qingqing, although I know you don't like me, how can you say that to me? Although Mu Sheng and I are not very close at the moment, I am his once I marry him. Even though I am not well-educated, I know how to abide by the rules of a wife and would never do such a shameless thing as you say!"
Ping Jiangyue's voice was heartfelt, tinged with sobs of being slandered and distrusted. "If you hate me, then you hate me. I admit it! If you don't trust me, then I won't go back. But isn't this ruining your brother's reputation by saying this?"
Lin Keqing was stunned by Ping Jiangyue's accusation and was too dazed to speak.
After a while, she finally reacted with anger, looking at Miao Yuying anxiously and aggrievedly: "Mom, I'm not talking about my brother, it's Ping Jiangyue..."
"Enough!" Miao Yuying listened to the two people arguing and frowned. She glared at Lin Keqing and scolded: "What Ping Jiangyue? Did you call your sister-in-law by her name? Your brother loves you so much, but he treats your sister-in-law as an outsider and you don't trust your brother! You are not allowed to go anywhere today. Feed the pigs and cook at home!"
Lin Keqing widened her eyes, then looked at Ping Jiangyue who was lowering her head with a wronged look on her face, and turned around and went into the house in anger.
Miao Yuying ignored her and pulled Ping Jiangyue. Her rough, weathered hands covered the back of her hands and patted them. "Jiangyue, don't bother with Qingqing. Just go back and take a look!"
"Thank you, Mom." Ping Jiangyue nodded obediently: "I won't hold it against Qingqing. Don't worry, I just miss home because I haven't left. I'll go back for a look and then come back. I won't go anywhere else."
"Mom, don't worry about you!" Miao Yuying comforted her a few more words, then left carrying the hoe.
Lu Hua also rushed to the place where she had agreed to meet Liu Dashan with the design drawings.
He really came. Unlike yesterday, Liu Dashan washed his hair and shaved his beard today. He no longer looked decadent and thoughtful like yesterday.
"Girl." Liu Dashan saw her from afar and waved to her.
Lu Huan walked closer and said calmly, "Just call me Ping Jiangyue."
After she finished speaking, she handed over the notebook in her hand: "This is the design drawing, take a look."
Liu Dashan took the notebook hesitantly and opened it.
As time passed, Liu Dashan turned the pages of the book, his calm expression becoming increasingly shocked. After finishing reading, his voice trembling uncontrollably, he asked Ping Jiangyue, "Did you draw all of these?"
Ping Jiangyue yawned from lack of sleep, her face full of fatigue and sleepiness. At this moment, she nodded when she heard Liu Dashan's question: "I drew it last night, so these are all I have. You can have someone make it and sell it to see the effect. If it's good, I will draw other pictures for you later."
If time hadn't been so short, she could have drawn even better pictures. The ones she gave to Liu Dashan were still relatively simple in style, but in this era, they were definitely new products that had never been seen before.
Thinking of this, she looked at Liu Dashan who was flipping through the book: "What do you think?"
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Thank you for the gift of [deprecating again and again, there is nothing left to deprecate], muah~
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