Liao Yongqiang suddenly smiled bitterly.
"I guess I won't be able to go back there in this lifetime! That place is my sad place!"
Song Shiwei frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Sadly? Aren't you from Hong Kong? That's supposed to be your hometown!"
Erya seemed to have thought of something, and quickly stepped forward and grabbed Song Shiwei's arm.
His eyes were fixed on Liao Yongqiang, wondering if the rumors were true?
He is a gangster in Hong Kong. He came here because he got into trouble. He must not have any bad intentions towards Sister Weiwei.
It was she who brought Sister Weiwei out, so she must bring Sister Weiwei back safely!
Liao Yongqiang was suddenly amused when he saw Erya's wary look.
He smiled and waved his hands.
"Little girl, you don't have to look at me like that. I know what people are saying about me. I'm not a bad person. It's true that I'm from Hong Kong, but I'm not some gangster. I'm a fashion designer who studied in the United States!"
"After returning to Hong Kong, I joined a top fashion design company. However, one of my designs won a gold medal in the international fashion industry, but the company used my work to steal my name. I was so angry that I resigned. But the company immediately banned me from the entire industry, saying I was shameless, a fame-seeking villain who would do anything for fame and fortune!"
As he spoke, he suddenly covered his eyes with his hands.
He hesitated for a long time before speaking.
"My mother became so angry about this that she became ill and passed away not long after. This is the most painful thing in my life!"
"My mother is from Eastern Province, so I brought her ashes here and buried her in the land of her hometown. Don't you mainlanders have an old saying? Fallen leaves return to their roots! Back then, my mother suffered a lot with my father. After my father became rich, he abandoned her, married another woman, and had children. My mother raised me alone with great difficulty, but I failed to repay her kindness and even hurt her..."
Song Shiwei and Erya felt uncomfortable as well.
Especially Arya, who only now realized that everyone had misunderstood him!
"Well, don't be sad...um...I'm sorry, I misunderstood you..."
Erya is not very good at speaking and her face turned red with anxiety.
However, Liao Yongqiang quickly calmed down his emotions.
He waved his hand.
"It's okay, it's okay! I just got emotional and couldn't help myself!"
When Song Shiwei heard that he was a fashion designer, her eyes lit up. After hearing about his experience, her thoughts became clearer.
Before coming to Eastern Province, after she had worked with Song Yingying on clothing, she had always wanted to open her own clothing factory, hire professional designers, design and produce the clothes herself, and then open her own brand chain stores across the country.
She could only think about this idea at first, because good designers are hard to come by.
But today, when she saw the room full of clothes designed by Liao Yongqiang, the seed of desire to start a clothing business in her heart finally sprouted.
The clothes designed by Liao Yongqiang are really beautiful, he has the talent!
Otherwise, his design work would not have been snatched away by the company and won an international design gold award!
What does this mean? It means he is a very talented designer!
It’s just that he has a talent but is not appreciated, and there is no good platform for him to realize his self-worth!
In fact, Song Shiwei didn't believe it. He didn't feel aggrieved at all. A designer who should have been internationally renowned now had to make a living by running a small clothing store that couldn't sell a single item in half a day.
The key point is that this small clothing store is not making enough money, and no one is interested in the clothes he designed.
Which designer can feel good about this?
For designers, every piece of clothing they design is the result of endless effort, and in their hearts they are like their own children.
In the end, he was not recognized by others. You can imagine how sad and unwilling he would be.
So, Song Shiwei suddenly said: "Well, do you think your mother really wants to see you like this?"
Liao Yongqiang was stunned.
Not only was he stunned, Erya, Li Wei and Zhao Liang were also a little confused. What did she mean by this?
Song Shiwei explained, "Why did your mother become ill with anger? Because she felt that her son was truly talented and capable. She felt unworthy, wronged, and resentful on his behalf! She raised you with great difficulty and sent you to school, not to let you live a mediocre life in such a small town. She wanted to see her son freely travel the world! In her heart, you should be the bright moon in the sky, not a handful of yellow earth on the ground."
"Don't you want her to see that all her efforts in training you are worth it, that you will become the most dazzling pearl in the world, shining brightly in the field you love?"
Her words made Liao Yongqiang's blood boil.
She looked at Song Shiwei with red eyes, and clenched the corners of her clothes tightly with her hands.
How could he be willing, how could he not be sad?
But he didn't know how to start over. In Hong Kong, his reputation was like a stone in a toilet, and in the mainland, people couldn't appreciate his designs.
He didn't know where his life was going. He was already 39 years old this year, and most of his life was almost over.
Sometimes, he also thought, why not just waste his life like this, everyone will die anyway, anyway, the remaining money he has is enough for him to live for a while if he lives frugally, so let's just live like this, muddle through!
He himself had long since decided that he was a loser.
But he didn't expect to meet Song Shiwei today, and her words seemed to hit him hard!
Yes, is he willing? He is not willing!
His mother would not want her son to live like this for the rest of his life.
He also wanted to prove to his mother that her son was not a coward and that he was someone she could be proud of.
He scratched his head vigorously.
"But, but I don't know what else to do besides this clothing store..."
Song Shiwei saw his inner conflict and fear, and suddenly smiled.
She was already beautiful, and now in this bright red dress, she looked like a hundred flowers blooming in spring, captivating everyone's heart.
"Excuse me, are you willing to cooperate with me?"
Liao Yongqiang was stunned.
"Cooperate with you?"
Song Shi smiled and said, "Yes, I'm thinking of opening a clothing factory, and I'm in need of a very talented designer! I wonder if you'd be willing to be our chief designer! You'll design the clothes for every season. My idea is that we create our own clothing brand and open our own clothing chain stores across the country! Participating in international fashion shows might even allow you to return to the pinnacle of design in the future!"
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