Chapter 42 He seems jealous
The Macan stopped outside the Shi Building.
Meng Xi got out of the car.
I just happened to see the employees from the product department coming over.
Unlike the past when everyone in the company neglected and ignored the Second Young Lady, now everyone has changed their attitude and is warm and respectful to Shi Yin: "Director, I've got the clothes you asked for."
This is the modified Zhongshan suit designed by Shi Yin.
Pure black color.
The cuffs are trimmed with gold thread.
The upper right chest is embroidered with peacock feathers to depict bamboo, one of the Four Gentlemen of Ancient China. This design is quite distinctive: the monochromatic, cool black coloring suggests a person with a history of bad behavior, while the carving depicts the noble character of bamboo and pine. The combination of these two extremes creates a striking effect.
Meng Xi: "Do you want this sample suit?"
Shi Yin took the high-end gift box containing the clothes, placed it on the passenger seat, nodded and said, "This is the first set of finished clothes made from the pattern. I'll keep it as a souvenir."
Meng Xi said nothing more.
Watching the Porsche disappear at the end of the street.
The product department employee next to her poked her and whispered, "When the director sent the design drawings, he also sent a data sheet of height dimensions, and asked us to make patterns and samples based on those dimensions."
The young employee said this, afraid that Meng Xi didn't believe him, so he clicked on the picture in the work group.
There is indeed a dimension table inside.
Height: 187cm
Weight: 77kg
Shoulder width: 55cm
Waist: 78cm
"This figure is quite good, better than the male models our company often uses." The young employee muttered.
"It's indeed good." Meng Xi nodded.
She has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and there's probably not a trace of excess fat on her body.
There are thin muscles.
The kind of person who has flesh when he takes off his clothes, but looks thin when he puts on clothes.
"I heard the director has an engaged fiancé. Maybe she found inspiration from him and then made a sample garment based on his measurements. After the company took photos and made the poster, she took the garment away and gave it to her fiancé. What do you call that? The first piece of clothing I designed belongs to you. How romantic."
Meng Xi: “…”
She hadn't been with Shi Yin for a long time, but she knew that Song Sinian would never be able to stand by Shi Yin's side again. No matter who she gave this dress to, it would never be given to Song Sinian. He didn't deserve it.
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Han Zhan is also at home tonight.
Shi Yin drove into the basement and saw his Cullinan. She parked beside him, turned off the engine, picked up the clothes from the passenger seat, got into the indoor elevator, and went to the first floor.
The fireplace in the living room was burning.
Very warm.
The servant took the gift box from her hand, Shi Yin changed her shoes, and a big furry creature ran to her side. Ah Xiu smiled at her while wagging his tail and holding his head high. There was no trace of guard or hostility in his eyes, only clarity and love.
"Woof!"
"Do you have anything interesting to show me?"
Shi Yin followed its pace and walked to the French window on the south side. With the help of the outside light, she saw the snowman standing under the Sophora japonica tree. She subconsciously tilted her head to glance at Han Zhan, who was sitting on the sofa playing with his phone. Could it be that he didn't go out all day and was at home making a snowman with Ah Xiu?
He doesn't seem to be as dissolute as others say.
Isn’t this very family-oriented?
I stay at home seven or eight days out of ten.
Shi Yin looked down at the corner of her clothes being tugged at. She saw the dog stretching out its paw, with a book of fairy tales with tabs next to it. She told it stories every day, and no matter how busy she was, she would always find time to read at least one chapter.
Shi Yin bent down and picked up the storybook from beside its big paws, turned to the bookmarked page, and took the dog to the small nest in Houhu. "It's still early today, how about telling a couple of stories?"
"Woof!"
Ash wagged his tail rapidly.
Like a small airplane.
The figures of the man and the dog disappeared into the living room, and Han Zhan looked up. Just then, a servant passed by holding a square box. He called out, "What are you holding?"
The servant changed direction.
Entered the living room.
He handed over the gift box in his hand and replied, "My wife brought it back. I was planning to take it to the master bedroom on the second floor."
The style of this gift box was familiar to those in the upper class; it was a piece of haute couture. Han Zhan wasn't in the habit of peeping, but when he saw the Shi's brand logo and thought of her several hits, especially the Chinese-style menswear, he hesitated for three or five seconds before finally opening the box.
As expected.
It is this modified version of the Zhongshan suit.
How did she take the first set of finished clothes back? Who was it for? Han Zhan stared at it for a few seconds, closed the box, and the servant tactfully left and went upstairs.
"bite!"
The phone rang.
There was new message in the club group.
Han Zhan was about to delete it when he stumbled upon the message the person had sent. It contained the words "Shi's." He clicked back in and saw that a wealthy young man had snagged one of the first 100 pre-orders for the Zhongshan suit. A Shi's employee came to his home to take his measurements, and he'd have the custom-made suit ready within two weeks, unlike the next person who would have to wait at least six months.
Hot discussion in the group.
They all expressed envy.
"You used to look down on Shi Yin, calling her a disaster, and now you're snatching up the clothes she designed. It's really like the wheel of fortune is turning."
"I can't help it. The president has taken a fancy to her designs and sent her a special invitation. My dad told me to do nothing but buy her designs to build a closer relationship between our family and the presidential office."
"Ever since I saw Shi Yin at Mrs. Han's fiftieth birthday, I've never forgotten her. Her face was so pure and charming, and she looked so beautiful in a dress that didn't reveal her waist or legs."
"Put aside your evil thoughts, kid. I heard that someone was planning to attack Shi Yin that night and wanted to add her on WeChat. As soon as he said that, he was beaten by Cheng Qing, the young master of the Cheng family. Cheng Qing also threatened that if you don't care about your life, you will provoke Shi Yin."
"Cheng Qing has his eye on Shi Yin? Doesn't he like men? Holy crap, Shi Yin is bisexual?"
"What's the point of liking her? Shi Yin only loves Song Sinian!"
"Don't you remember when Song Sinian had a stomachache in college? Shi Yin braved the snow and wind to go to the old-fashioned porridge shop on the outskirts of the city to buy him his favorite rice porridge. After Song Sinian graduated, he went to the Song Corporation for an internship. The young master lost his temper and offended the person he was negotiating a partnership with. The other party was not a pushover either, and that very night he sent someone to deal with him."
"Good fellow, she even drew her knife, determined to teach Song Sinian a lesson and make him bleed. But Shi Yin rushed forward and used her body to block the knife for Song Sinian. I have to say, who here has the courage to trade their own life for another's?"
"Let me tell you something you may not know. Song Sinian's nickname was Bamboo Pole. During his adolescence, he only grew taller but not fatter. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, so the people in the compound teased him and called him Bamboo Pole."
"Look at Shi Yin's designs. First, there was the bamboo embroidery on the dress for Ms. Jin Baili, and then there was the bamboo on the revised Zhongshan men's suit that caused a sensation. Her works reflect the people she loves and are a microcosm of Song Sinian."
"But I heard that Shi Yin and Song Sinian had a fight. It was so fierce that Young Master Song was even admitted to the hospital."
"So, design a piece of clothing with Song Sinian's shadow to express love. Who knows, Shi Yin might even take the first set of high-end sample clothes from Shi's and prepare to give it to Song Sinian."
When the housekeeper entered the living room, he saw Han's cold face.
What's in your phone?
Even though he clearly didn't like it, he continued to watch it.
The housekeeper walked over and said tentatively, "Sir, the midnight snack you ordered is ready. Do you want to go to Houhu and call your wife to eat with you?"
"Go and call her."
"Sir, you're not going to eat?"
Han Zhan turned off his phone and stood up, walking straight upstairs with a sour face: "I'm full."
With each pop-up message in the group chat, the pent-up anger in his chest grew thicker, and it continued to accumulate until it finally gave way. The housekeeper stood there, still puzzled. Before he could react, he heard Han Zhan say, "Uncle Han, the dwarf bamboo at the stairwell is so ugly it makes me want to cry. Replace it with something nicer. Also, don't put ugly things like bamboo in Beishan Villa anymore."
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