Chapter 38

Thanks to the bowl of sobering soup she drank before going to bed last night, Song Shu didn't have a headache or confusion when she woke up in the morning, and she could remember what happened last night very clearly.

But as the saying goes, "Once is new, twice is familiar." Having been drunk twice, Song Shu had become much more indifferent to what she did after drinking. So she just sat on the bed and sighed, marveling at her increasingly shameless nature.

Rubbing her face, Song Shu got up and took a halter jumpsuit. Today she was going to Sham Shui Po to apply for membership of the Hong Kong Designers Association.

Holding her clothes, she walked towards the bathroom. After taking a shower and washing her hair, she wrapped her wet hair with a bath towel, then opened the bathroom door to let the heat out. She reached out to wipe the mirror that was blocked by the mist, picked up the skin care products and cosmetics on the shelf, and started to put on makeup.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she found that her skin had become much whiter after two months, no different from before. Her skin was so smooth and delicate that no pores could be seen. Song Shu suddenly felt much better.

While putting on makeup, I couldn't help humming a song.

I don’t know how long it was, but suddenly a "cough" sound was heard, interrupting Song Shu who was singing intently.

Song Shu was startled, and her makeup hands trembled. Fortunately, she was applying foundation instead of drawing eyebrows, otherwise her makeup would have been ruined. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glare at the man who suddenly appeared at the door, "Is it fun to scare people, you childish guy?"

Chen Zonghao leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed. He didn't mean to scare her, but the woman was so focused that she didn't notice him coming. He had been standing there for so long without noticing him. But when she glared at him, Chen Zonghao touched his nose and said, "It's my fault."

Song Shu didn't bother to argue with him. She just snorted to save face, then turned to the mirror and continued putting on her makeup.

Chen Zonghao walked in and saw how she was dressed. He asked, "Are you planning to go out today?"

Song Shu hummed, "I have to go to Sham Shui Po today to apply for membership in the Fashion Design Association."

Every designer in Hong Kong can join the Hong Kong Fashion Designers Association. Song Shu didn't notice this before, but found out about it yesterday when Yang Shanshan told her about it.

There are many conveniences for association members, and a lot of information is shared, such as information on various international fashion competitions. In this era when the Internet is not well developed, this information is extremely important.

Song Shu was talking to him while putting on makeup. At this moment, a drop of water slipped onto her undried hair, running down the side of her neck to her back. Song Shu shivered from the cold.

Chen Zonghao stood beside her and saw her movements. He glanced at her undried hair and asked, "Do you want me to help you blow dry your hair?"

Song Shu felt uncomfortable with her wet hair, so she nodded unceremoniously, "Thank you for the trouble."

Chen Zonghao reached out and took a hair dryer from the shelf, plugged it in, then untied the bath towel wrapped around her hair. Holding the wet hair in his hand, he turned the bath towel over and placed the dry side on her back before letting her hair down.

Then he picked up the hair dryer, adjusted the temperature and started blowing her hair.

The hair dryer started buzzing, and for a moment the small space was filled with only that sound, covering up all other sounds.

Song Shu paused as she was putting on makeup, and couldn't help but look through the mirror at the person standing behind her and blowing her hair.

The man lowered his head, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his lips were pursed, and his face looked extremely serious. If you didn't know him, you would think he was studying something important.

Every time he picked up a small bunch of hair and blew it, his force was very gentle, so Song Shu didn't feel any pain on her scalp.

One of them was putting on makeup while the other was helping to blow dry her hair. Sunlight was shining through the small window on the wall, and one could see the dust dancing in the sunlight.

After Song Shu finished putting on her makeup, Chen Zonghao also helped her blow-dry her hair.

Song Shu reached out to straighten her hair, turned around and looked at him, and found that the man's head was sweating. It was strange that she, who had her hair blown by hot air, did not sweat, but he was sweating when he was blowing her hair. "Are you hot?"

Chen Zonghao glanced at her, put his hands on her arms and turned her towards the door, then took his hands back and stepped to the sink, turned on the faucet, "Breakfast is on the table in the living room."

After saying that, he scooped up cold water and washed his face. Song Shu looked at him puzzledly, then followed his action and walked out of the bathroom and went to the living room.

Chen Zonghao slapped his face with cold water several times, propped his hands on the sink, and didn't dare to breathe deeply. The bathroom was filled with the remaining smell of her washing, which surrounded him densely.

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Song Shu came to the living room, sat on a chair, opened her breakfast and started eating.

There were a few newspapers on the table, which were obviously bought for her by Chen Zonghao. Song Shu curled her lips and picked up one to read.

These newspapers all reported on last night's fashion design competition, with pictures of the three of them going on stage to receive awards, and some of them showed Karl Lagerfeld presenting her with the award.

As last night's champion, Song Shu was highlighted in the reports, and several newspapers gave positive reports on her inspiring designs.

"The woman who started two trends wins the design competition championship again!"

Lao Foye Comments on Powerful Design

"'Gao Shan' Works: A Thought-provoking Costume"

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The third report did not focus on last night's design competition, but on Song Shu's design works. It reported Song Shu's words explaining the works last night, and the writer should be a lady.

Song Shu read it and felt that the report was written as warm and delicate as the spring breeze in March, but also with a sharpness like scissors, just like a gentle knife.

Song Shu couldn't help but read the article three times throughout breakfast and remembered the name of the editor of the report, Du Ya.

A name that seems to remind people of the bad meaning of azalea crying blood, but the words written in it are warm and sharp.

However, there were also some not-so-good reports. When Song Shu saw a gossip report about her, her face was filled with confusion. She was not a big star, yet there were entertainment gossip reports about her.

The title of this entertainment gossip is: "From a Mainland Girl to a New Generation of Hong Kong Designers".

The report even dug up Song Shu's hometown, and even implicitly said that she was a girl from the mainland who had smuggled in, and she had to be lucky to win the design competition.

Song Shu was not worried about people knowing that she came here illegally. The neighbors who had come to her banquets before knew the truth and could find out by asking.

She has already obtained her Hong Kong ID card. As long as she has the ID card, no one will care in Hong Kong, where money is everything.

Therefore, Song Shu read this report with great interest. She couldn't help but admire the Hong Kong reporter's ability to dig up all kinds of information.

When they were almost done with breakfast, Chen Zonghao came out of the bathroom, stood beside the table, and said to her, "Do you want me to take you there later?"

Song Shu drank some soy milk and shook her head, "No, I can do it myself."

In the past two months, she has completely adapted to her current life and no longer feels confused and helpless as she did at the beginning.

Chen Zonghao didn't say anything else, "Okay, I'm leaving now."

Song Shu nodded, "Yeah."

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After breakfast, Song Shu took her bag, said something to Rong Xiaohua, and went out.

This time she didn't take the bus, but instead took a taxi, and the driver played a song in the taxi.

"It seems as if I have seen it before in my dreams,

The heart is in turmoil.

Put aside the worldly affairs and stop worrying about it.

Accompany you to the horizon..."

This song "Tie Xue Dan Xin" is the theme song of the first TV series adapted from Jin Yong's novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Although she has not seen the 1983 version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the theme song is a classic Cantonese song even in modern times.

The taxi was traveling through the streets. Song Shu opened the window to let the wind in, listened to Cantonese songs, and watched the streets, buildings, and pedestrians passing by outside the window.

The taxi drove for about twenty minutes and arrived at a building in Sham Shui Po. Song Shu paid and got off the car. She looked up at the building, which was more than ten stories high. All the passers-by were dressed in formal attire, looking like white-collar workers.

The Hong Kong Fashion Design Association is on the eighth floor, and Song Shu took the elevator up.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, a girl at the front desk brightened up when she saw her. She came over and asked politely, "Hello, you are designer Song Shusong, right?"

Song Shu nodded, "Hello, I am."

The girl smiled and said, "Please follow me. The president said that when you come, she will invite you to her office."

Song Shu smiled back, "Thank you for the trouble."

The girl waved her hands repeatedly, "No trouble." She looked a little shy and said to Song Shu, "Ms. Song, I actually like the clothes you design. My sister and I like the ancient costumes you designed. Well, she recently said that she has set up a Hanfu club in school. If I hadn't graduated, I would also like to go back to school to set up a club. It's great to have a group of like-minded people wearing Hanfu together."

As the girl took Song Shu to the office, she kept expressing her admiration for her.

Song Shu didn't expect to meet a little fan who supports her. She was very happy and listened to her words patiently.

It was not until they arrived in front of an office that the girl stopped talking and said a little embarrassedly, "Am I talking too much?"

Song Shu shook her head and smiled at her, "No, I can be happy all day long just by hearing your words."

The girl relaxed and knocked on the door of the office in front of her. "President, designer Song Shusong is here."

Song Shu heard a voice coming from inside, "Come in."

The little girl opened the door for her, and Song Shu walked in. The little girl did not follow her in, but instead gave Song Shu a cheering gesture and closed the door and left.

Song Shu walked into the office and saw a middle-aged lady sitting at the back of the office. She had a neat short haircut, wore a suit, and tied a knot with a silk scarf around her neck. She looked both elegant and graceful.

The lady heard the voice and stood up, looked at her, stretched out her hand, and smiled, "Hello, Designer Song, I am the president of the Fashion Design Association, Du Ya."

Song Shu also extended her hand to shake her hand, "President, hello, I am Song Shu."

However, when she heard the president say her name was Du Ya, Song Shu thought of the report she saw this morning, in which the author was also named Du Ya, and she couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

Ms. Du saw her expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Shu thought for a moment and said, "I saw a report today. The author is also called Du Ya, the same name as you, President, so I was a little surprised."

Ms. Du raised her eyebrows and smiled. "If you're talking about the article about your outfit, I wrote it."

Song Shu was really surprised. This morning she was still wondering when she would have the chance to meet Ms. Du Ya. Unexpectedly, she met her now, and Ms. Du Ya was the president of the Fashion Association.

Song Shu asked in confusion: "But Ms. Du, aren't you the president of the Fashion Association?" Is she also a reporter?

Ms. Du Ya asked her to sit down. After they sat down, she continued, "Well, I am also a non-staff member in the newspaper. Du Ya is both my pen name and my real name."

Song Shu nodded. So that was what was happening. When she thought about the fact that the reporter who wrote the article that was full of praise for her was sitting opposite her and was a designer with much more experience than her, Song Shu felt a little embarrassed.

Ms. Du Ya is able to hold the position of president of the Fashion Association, and her ability and talent are unquestionable.

She graduated from FIT Fashion Design School and worked as a designer for several internationally renowned clothing brands before returning to Hong Kong to create her own personal brand.

Seeing her expression, Ms. Du Ya joked, "Don't worry, my reports are always factual."

After listening to this, Song Shu felt that Ms. Du Ya's words were really humorous and witty, and she couldn't help laughing with her. The atmosphere between the two of them became much more relaxed.

Ms. Du took out a stack of documents and handed them to her desk. She said, "These are the documents for joining the association. If you think they are okay, you can sign them directly. If there are any competitions or other news, someone from our association will notify you."

After listening to this, Song Shu picked up the document and started to read it. She found that there were many conveniences and benefits of joining the club, and there were no other restrictions or hard requirements, so she signed her name.

After signing, Ms. Du put away the documents and handed her a check, "This is the prize money of HK$500,000 for the fashion competition."

Song Shu took it. She almost forgot about the money, mainly because the clothing factory had been receiving continuous cash flow recently and she no longer had to worry about the money.

Ms. Du watched her collect the check before she began to talk about the main reason for meeting her today. "Designer Song, the Cultural Affairs Bureau of the Hong Kong government informed our association that due to the recent enthusiasm of the citizens for Hanfu culture and the many suggestions received from the citizens, the Cultural Affairs Bureau plans to hold a Hanfu Festival. They invite you to be the chief costume designer for this festival, responsible for the costume design of some programs. Are you interested in accepting it?"

After all, the Hanfu craze was started by Designer Song, so letting her be in charge will achieve better results.

Song Shu's eyes lit up when she heard this. The girl at the front desk just now said that she envied her sister for being able to start a Hanfu club in the school. However, this Hanfu Festival can bring people who like Hanfu together to communicate and play. Moreover, this festival also achieves Song Shu's goal of spreading Hanfu culture. She had no reason to refuse, so she nodded and said, "I'll take it."

Ms. Du Ya smiled and said, "I knew you would accept it, but don't worry, it will take another month or two to plan the program, and they haven't decided on the program yet. I'll have someone give you the program list once it's decided."

Song Shu nodded, "Okay."

The two chatted for a while, and then Song Shu got up and left. When she came to the front desk, she couldn't help but tell the good news to the girl at the front desk.

The girl was very happy to hear this. "Designer Song, is this true? That's great. I really like Hanfu, and I am happy to share it with everyone."

Song Shu also laughed, "Yeah, I feel happy too."

The little girl thought of something and looked at her with blinking eyes, "Will Designer Song design new Hanfu costumes?"

Song Shu pretended to think for a while, then nodded in the little girl's expectant gaze, "Of course."

"Very good."

Song Shu talked to the excited little girl for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.

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When he walked downstairs, he remembered what he had promised Chen Xinyi last night, that he would ask Sister Eve about an agent for her. Then he walked to a public telephone booth nearby and called Tian Tian's office.

Fortunately, Tian Tian happened to be at the company and answered the call. "Hello, who is this?"

Song Shu stood in the phone booth, turning the phone line, "Tian Tian, ​​it's me, Song Shu."

Tian Tian on the other end of the phone was very happy when she heard her voice, "Ah Shu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Song Shu told her about Chen Xinyi in general, and then she heard Tian Tian and Sister Eve talking on the other side. After a while, Tian Tian's voice came back on the phone, "Sister Eve is also in the company. I told her to come over when you have time."

Song Shu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go over later and see you."

They have both been very busy recently and haven't seen each other much.

Tian Tian on the other end heard this and replied happily: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Song Shu said goodbye to her, hung up the phone and walked out of the phone booth.

When I walked to the street and was about to take a taxi, I looked up and saw a dessert shop next to me, so I went in, bought some desserts, and then took a taxi there.

It took about half an hour to get from Sham Shui Po to Tseung Kwan O, and that was without traffic jams.

Song Shu had just paid and got off the bus when she heard a voice, "Miss Song."

Looking up, she saw Tian Tian's assistant had been waiting for her at the door of the building. When she saw her, she came over and said politely, "Ms. Song, Tian Tian asked me to come down and pick you up."

Song Shu nodded. "Thank you. Thank you for your help."

The assistant waved his hands and said, "No trouble."

As they talked, the two walked into the building, took the elevator to the ninth floor, then walked out of the elevator, turned into an office, pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as Song Shu walked into the office, she heard a familiar voice, "Ah Shu."

Then Tian Tian rushed over and hugged her excitedly, "Long time no see. Although I also went to watch the fashion design competition last night, I didn't find a chance to talk to you."

Song Shu also hugged her and said, "Long time no see."

The two hugged for a while and then let go. Song Shu looked up and saw the person sitting on the sofa and greeted her, "Sister Eve."

Eve nodded, smiling, and followed Tian Tian in calling her, "Ah Shu."

Tian Tian saw what she was holding, her eyes sparkled, "Ah Shu, did you buy some food?"

Song Shu nodded and handed the dessert in her hand to her, "Yes, I bought some desserts, but I bought them from a store in Sham Shui Po. I haven't eaten them, so I don't know if they are delicious."

Tian Tian took it without hesitation and glanced at the name of the store, then looked up at Song Shu and nodded vigorously, "It's delicious. I've been to this store before. Their desserts are pretty good."

Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." She was still worried that it wouldn't taste good or be to her liking.

Tian Tian took the bag of desserts, turned to look at Eve, and said eagerly: "Sister Eve, this is the dessert that Ah Shu bought for us. I should be able to eat it."

Eve looked at her unhappily and said, "You can eat." Isn't it because her next movie is about to start shooting that her diet is restricted? It seems like she is not allowed to eat anything.

"Hehe." Tian Tian laughed, pulled Song Shu to sit on the sofa, then took out desserts from the bag, placed them on the table one by one, and invited them to eat together.

Song Shu and Eve only took a small piece of cake, while Tian Tian and the assistant ate the rest happily.

Eve glanced at the two people, then turned her head to talk to Song Shu about business. "I also watched the catwalk of the girl you mentioned last night. Although I don't know much about models, I can still see that the girl has great potential. And that night I also saw that many agents approached her. It's right for her to develop in this field. It's not a waste of her talent."

Song Shu nodded after hearing what she said, "Yes, many agents have approached her, but we don't know much about this area and don't know who is more reliable, so we came to consult Sister Eve."

Eve looked at Song Shu curiously and asked, "Are Shu and Miss Chen Xinyi related?"

Song Shu was a little confused after hearing this. She didn't know how Sister Eve could come up with this idea. She shook her head and said, "No, why would Sister Eve ask that?"

Eve said, "I thought this Miss Chen was related to your husband Chen Zonghao. They both have the last name Chen."

Song Shu was somewhat amused and shook her head again, "Sister Eve, your idea is really interesting, but Xinyi and we are not related."

Eve nodded, looked at Song Shu seriously and said, "Then Miss Song is really a good person."

Eve truly believes this. After getting to know her, she finds that anyone who catches her eye will be treated sincerely by her, and she always makes you feel warm when you are with her.

Even Tian Tian, ​​who has been working in the entertainment industry and doesn't care much about relationships, cherishes her friend very much.

After hearing this, Song Shu didn't think she was such a good person. What she did was just to help out within her ability. She would not help with anything that was beyond her scope and ability.

Eve thought about the company's agent and said to her, "I happen to know an agent who also specialized in training models. Although he is a bit strict, he is very good to his artists. In addition, our company also has specialized model training and development planning. If you don't mind, I will give you the contact information of this agent. You can consider it."

Song Shu nodded and said, "That's troublesome."

Tian Tian's company is considered the largest film and television company in Hong Kong. Half of Hong Kong's entertainment industry is controlled by Zhou's Film and Television Company. Signing with a large company is much more reliable than other small workshops.

Eve waved her hand. "It's no big deal. You've helped Tian Tian a lot. I'll greet the agent when the time comes."

Tian Tian beside him also said: "That's right, Ah Shu, please be polite if you say these things again."

Song Shu didn't say anything more. She took the contact information given by Sister Eve, stayed with Tian Tian for a while, and then said goodbye.

Tian Tian insisted on sending her downstairs, and Song Shu had no choice but to agree.

The two walked out of the office hand in hand towards the elevator and stood at the elevator entrance waiting for it.

Not far away, a woman walked over from the end, followed by her agent. The woman glanced at Tian Tian, ​​paused at Song Shu for a while, and asked casually: "Is the artist next to Tian Tian the company's newly signed artist?"

The agent looked up when she heard her words. Although Song Shu and her partner quickly got to the elevator and went in, the agent still saw Song Shu's appearance. As an agent, she needed to be aware of all aspects of the matter. She recognized at a glance that the woman was the clothing designer who had recently contributed to Tian Tian's two appearances in the limelight, and who had just won the championship in the design competition yesterday.

The agent said, "She is a well-known fashion designer. The clothes that Tian Tian wore in both incidents were designed by her."

The woman raised her eyebrows and said, "That's pretty impressive."

But she just sighed for a moment, then asked her agent, "Is there anything else you haven't prepared for the concert next month?"

She is going to hold a concert next month at the Hung Hom Coliseum, which was officially opened in April this year. It is currently the largest coliseum in Hong Kong, with more than 10,000 seats. The Hong Kong government plans to use it to host various entertainment activities such as celebrations and concerts.

After much negotiation, she finally applied for permission to hold a concert in the stadium. She was the first singer to hold a concert in the stadium, and the historical significance of this honor is extremely important.

Therefore, she is very strict about every detail of the concert and wants it to be stunning to the whole of Hong Kong.

The agent also knew the importance of this concert and nodded, "Everything else is going according to plan, there is no problem, except..."

The agent glanced at her and continued, "It's the concert costumes you requested, Sister Qianci. We've recently changed a group of designers. Let's see if they can meet your requirements."

He Qianci was extremely demanding when it came to concert costumes. She started preparing for it more than two months ago. Whether it was collecting clothes from the domestic and overseas markets or hiring a group of fashion designers to come up with exclusive designs, nothing could meet her requirements.

The agent also felt a headache, but she also knew that Qianci did this to make the concert more perfect. After all, in addition to the singing and dancing stage, the costumes displayed on the stage are also very important.

He Qianci frowned after hearing this. She was anxious because the costumes had not been decided yet. She would never let her concert be imperfect. "Are there no other designers?"

The agent spread his hands and said, "We have already looked for all the designers we can find at home and abroad."

However, the agent thought of the woman he had just seen, and his eyes lit up. He said, "Maybe you can consider this designer, the woman who was waiting for the elevator with Tian Tian just now, designer Song Shu."

"She?" He Qianci was a little dissatisfied. "As far as I know, she doesn't have much experience. Can she do it?"

The agent sighed, "Although that's true, from these two incidents we can see that this designer is still very talented and can always find some highlights. We can give it a try, and if we are not satisfied, we can just not use it. Anyway, we have already found so many designers."

He Qianci thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "Then you can contact her and see."

"good."

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It was already past three in the afternoon when Song Shu returned to the store. As soon as she opened the door and walked into the store, Rong Xiaohua, who was sitting behind the cashier, stood up and said to her, "Sister Shu, someone is looking for you."

Song Shu walked in, wondering curiously who was looking for her.

When I walked over, I saw a woman sitting on the sofa. She looked to be in her thirties or forties. She was wearing a pair of glasses and a long black dress. Her hair was tied up. She looked intellectual and beautiful.

Seeing Song Shu walk in, the woman stood up and extended her hand to introduce herself: "Hello, Miss Song, my name is Wang Ru, and I'm a producer."

Song Shu held her hand, "Hello, Song Shu."

After the two of them introduced themselves, Song Shu asked her to sit back on the sofa. She sat down as well, put her bag aside, and asked curiously, "Ms. Wang is the producer? What do you want to talk to me about?"

The producer is related to TV series and movies, which seems to have little to do with her profession. I don't know what this producer wants to talk to her about. Is it related to the costumes worn by the actors in the play? This is all Song Shu can think of.

Ms. Wang took something out of her bag and handed it to her. After seeing Song Shu take it, she said, "Ms. Song, please allow me to introduce myself. I am a producer. The recently popular "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was produced by me. In addition, some previous TV series such as "Jianghu Fengyun" and "Xia Ke Xing" were also produced by me. These materials are some of my identity certificates. Miss Song can take a look."

Song Shu found it magical. She had just listened to the theme song of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in a taxi this morning, and the producer came to her door in the afternoon.

Thinking of this, Song Shu started to look through the documents in her hand. Inside were some non-confidential television contracts that Ms. Wang had previously made. They were all signed and stamped, and looked authentic.

However, Song Shu still had some doubts, after all, any seal could be forged.

Ms. Wang seemed to see her worry and continued, "It seems that Miss Song has a good relationship with Tian Tian in the circle. You can ask her for confirmation."

Song Shu thought it made sense and looked at her, "Please wait a moment, Ms. Wang. I'm going to make a phone call."

Ms. Wang nodded, not minding at all, "Okay."

Song Shu put down the documents, walked to the cashier and made a phone call. After the call was connected, she said, "Is this Tian Tian? It's Song Shu."

Tian Tian asked in confusion: "Ah Shu? Are you home? Is there anything wrong?"

Song Shu opened her mouth and told the story.

Tian Tian was very surprised when she heard this. "Producer Wang Ru, I know her. She's a big shot in the industry. Yes, she produced all those TV series... What does she want to talk to you about?"

Song Shu said, "I don't know yet. I just want to confirm with you."

Tian Tian thought for a while and said, "How about this, when you guys have finished talking, Sister Eve and I will go over and help you check. After all, we know more about the rules of the circle."

Song Shu thought this was a good idea, "Okay, let's make an appointment then."

After hanging up the phone, Song Shu walked back to the sofa and sat down, saying, "I wonder why Ms. Wang is here today?"

Ms. Wang adjusted her glasses and said, "Recently, the director and I are planning to shoot a large-scale costume drama about the history of a certain dynasty in our country. In terms of costume design, I have seen some Hanfu designed by Miss Song before, and I have also consulted friends. They all said that the clothes designed by Miss Song are very authentic to the costumes of that dynasty and are not divorced from history. I am also very interested in Miss Song's design vision, so this time I would like to invite Miss Song to be the costume designer and consultant for our TV series."

Song Shu listened for a long time without replying. She thought that to be honest, she was quite attracted by this job. Being a costume design consultant for a major TV series was a very meaningful thing.

The workload may seem heavy, but she has experienced jobs with heavier workloads in her previous life, and she is quite familiar with the costumes of various dynasties.

Song Shu thought about the pros and cons and finally decided to take the job. She looked at Ms. Wang and said, "I agree to take the job."

Ms. Wang Ru smiled and said, "It is our honor to have Miss Song join us. These are some information about the dynasty in which our TV series takes place, as well as the general content of our story. Miss Song can learn a little bit from them."

Ms. Wang took out another document half a thumb thick from her bag and handed it to her, and Song Shu took it.

Ms. Wang saw her take it and said, "If Ms. Song thinks it's okay, we can find a time to sign the contract."

Song Shu nodded, thinking of Tian Tian's words, and said, "If there is no problem, we will sign the contract in three days."

She would then have to trouble Sister Eve and Tian Tian, ​​and also have to find a lawyer.

Ms. Wang nodded. “No problem.”

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Song Shu got up and sent Ms. Wang away, then walked back into the store. Rong Xiaohua couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister Shu, is this really the producer? Was she also the producer of The Legend of the Condor Heroes?"

Song Shu picked up the kettle, poured a glass of water, took a big sip, and then said, "Yes."

Rong Xiaohua exclaimed, "So she is inviting Sister Shu to design clothes for her next drama."

"Yeah." Song Shu nodded and put the cup down.

Rong Xiaohua was very excited after hearing this, "Sister Shu, you are really amazing. The clothes you design can be shown on TV. That's amazing."

Song Shu curled her lips and said, "Not so fast. I don't know when it will be broadcast on TV."

Rong Xiaohua shook her head, "It shouldn't take long. Filming TV series and movies is very quick nowadays."

Song Shu recalled some information reported in later times. It seemed that at that time, Hong Kong was shooting a movie or TV series quite quickly.

As Song Shu was talking to Rong Xiaohua, she thought of the contact information of the model agent that Sister Eve had given her. She walked to the sofa, took out her bag, opened it, took out the business card from inside, and walked over to hand it to Rong Xiaohua. "Xiaohua, please give this business card to Xinyi and tell her that this is a model agent introduced by Tian Tian's agent. He is quite reliable. If she is interested in joining the circle, she can contact him."

Rong Xiaohua took it, looked down at the business card and nodded, "Okay, I'll give it to Xinyi."

I never thought Xinyi would really become a model. I was really happy for my friend.

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Song Shu glanced at the clock and saw that it was time for Jiahui to finish school, so she planned to go to the kindergarten to pick Jiahui up. She hadn't seen the little girl since yesterday.

When she arrived at the kindergarten, there were still a few minutes before school was over. Teacher Li saw her and came up to greet her enthusiastically, "Ms. Song, come and pick up Jiahui."

Song Shu smiled and said, "Yes."

Teacher Li joked, "I haven't seen Miss Song pick up Jiahui recently. It's always your husband who comes."

Song Shu had already developed a calm expression and said without hesitation, "Because I'm busy."

Teacher Li covered her mouth and laughed, and glanced behind Song Shu inadvertently. Song Shu didn't notice, and then she heard Teacher Li say in a teasing tone: "So Miss Song is the boss of the family."

Song Shu nodded, "Yes."

Then I heard Teacher Li say in a particularly exaggerated tone, "Oh, Mr. Chen is here too."

Song Shu also heard the approaching footsteps from behind. She turned around and saw Chen Zonghao standing one step behind her. Teacher Li had already run to bring the children out. Only then did she realize that Teacher Li had been teasing her.

Chen Zonghao raised his eyebrows and looked at her, jokingly saying, "Am I also under your control?"

Song Shu coughed and looked at him, "Oh, that's not it, I only care about Jiahui and myself."

After saying this, she walked towards the door, ignoring the person behind her who was gritting his teeth in hatred after hearing what she said.

Chen Zonghao said, "You are such a heartless kid."

Song Shu was waiting at the door, and soon she saw Jiahui coming out holding the teacher's hand.

When Jiahui looked up and saw her, her eyes sparkled as if they were about to shine. She shook off the teacher's hand and ran towards her on her short legs, "Sister."

Song Shu squatted down and waited for her to jump into her arms. She hugged her tightly and couldn't help kissing her face several times, "Jiahui."

The little guy was amused by her and giggled, and kept calling her sister sweetly.

The two of them would call each other "Jiahui" and "sister", like two repeaters.

Chen Zonghao walked over and stood beside them, looking at the two of them with amusement.

After Song Shu had amused the little guy enough, she stood up and picked up Jiahui, "Let's go home."

Jiahui was in her arms and nodded happily, "Let's go home."

Chen Zonghao, who was standing next to her, saw her carrying someone and said, "How about I carry him?"

Song Shu shook her head, "No, I can do it."

Thinking of what Jiahui had told her before, that her second uncle didn't let her sister hold Jiahui, saying that she was weak, Song Shu narrowed her eyes and looked at Chen Zonghao, her voice sinister, "Did you tell Jiahui that I was weak and had little strength?"

Chen Zonghao looked at her unfriendly eyes and touched his nose, "Isn't this the truth?"

After hearing this, Song Shu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Go away." Then she picked up Jiahui and walked quickly, ignoring him.

Seeing her walking so fast, Chen Zonghao caught up with her in two big steps, walking on the outer road, "Slow down."

Song Shu snorted.

Jiahui sat in her arms, hugged Song Shu's neck, looked at her sister, then at her second uncle, and curled up the corners of her mouth, revealing a few small white teeth.

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After returning home and having dinner, Song Shu helped Jiahui take a bath. After she finished her own bath, they lay on the bed together and listened to the little one talking about what happened in the kindergarten in the past two days.

Jiahui would pick up Song Shu's hair and play with it from time to time, and Song Shu just let her do what she wanted.

After a while, I heard the little guy say that today when Sister Zhuzhu was taking a nap, he and her secretly ate snacks while the teacher was away.

Song Shu laughed when she heard this. This was indeed what Zhuzhu would do.

After a while, I heard the little guy say that which kid snatched which kid's toy today and was not well behaved.

After hearing this, Song Shu couldn't help but ask: "Jiahui, has anyone bullied you at school? Like someone snatched your toys or pulled your hair..."

Jiahui shook her head and looked up at her with her bright eyes. "They don't dare to bully Jiahui. Sister Zhuzhu will beat them together with Jiahui."

Song Shu pinched her little nose and praised her, "Jiahui and Zhuzhu are awesome. If anyone bullies you, just fight back. Don't worry, you still have your sister and your second uncle to help you if anything goes wrong."

The little guy nodded obediently after hearing this, "Okay."

Jiahui then added, "Today is the birthday of a kid in our class. His mom bought a big cake and we shared it." She even used her hands to measure how big the cake was.

After hearing this, Song Shu seemed to not know Jia Hui's birthday yet, so she asked a little embarrassedly: "Then do you remember when Jia Hui's birthday is?"

Jiahui nodded and frantically gestured with her hands, but the numbers she gestured with were different from the numbers she said. "Remember, it's November 25th."

Song Shu took note and said, "Okay, we'll buy a big cake for Jiahui then."

Jiahui smiled happily, "Let's pull the hook."

"Okay, pull the hook." Song Shu stretched out her fingers and pulled the hook.

After talking for a few words, the little guy fell asleep due to sleepiness.

Song Shu covered her with a quilt and was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, when she suddenly thought of something, jumped out of bed, and looked at the calendar. She found that next Wednesday was Chen Zonghao's birthday. She suddenly remembered that she had seen his date of birth when registering her marriage.