After returning home, Xu Qinghe spread out the drawing paper on the table. Pencils danced on her fingertips and lines flowed slowly on the white paper. Every stroke carried her creativity and passion.
Her brushstrokes are delicate and forward-looking, trying to capture the pulse of future trends and design clothing styles that are both novel and elegant.
As the night deepened, the lights in the house remained brightly on. Xu Qinghe was immersed in the world of creation, tirelessly working.
Gao Yuanxiang, a decisive woman, took the initiative to invite Xu Qinghe for a meeting in just three days.
Several people carried carefully selected fabrics, the texture of which shone softly under the light, revealing its extraordinary quality.
Xu Qinghe carefully inspected each piece of fabric, and a satisfied smile gradually spread across her face.
Afterwards, a short but weighty agreement was circulated among everyone. The only clause - "confidentiality, shared honor and disgrace" was like a silent oath, closely linking their destinies.
The girls' eyes met, firm and fearless, their pens leaving solemn marks on the paper, adding the weight of promises to the agreement.
Xu Qinghe's generous donation and open design permissions made the girls feel grateful and admiring.
They drank tea instead of wine, and as the cups clinked, an unprecedented team cohesion quietly gathered in the air.
Laughter and blessings intertwined together, heralding the birth of a new beginning.
After saying goodbye, Xu Qinghe stepped into the small shop on the corner, picked out a few bottles of mellow old wine, and turned to head towards Grandpa Qian's courtyard.
In the darkness of the night, she had a long talk with Grandpa Qian, waiting for Qian Ming's arrival.
When mentioning the idea of clothing sales, Xu Qinghe's words were full of trust and expectation, opening a door to a broad world for Qian Ming.
Qian Ming's eyes flashed with excitement and determination. For him, this was not only the temptation of money, but also an opportunity to change the status quo and realize his self-worth.
The tacit understanding and trust between Xu Qinghe and Qian Ming do not require any complicated contractual constraints, everything is self-evident.
Qian Ming took a deep breath, and what surged in his heart was not only the longing for the future, but also the recognition and gratitude for Xu Qinghe's abilities.
This opportunity was like a timely rain after a long drought, giving Qian Ming hope for career transformation and making him determined to seize this opportunity that could change his life.
On the other side, Grandpa Qian looked at Xu Qinghe's departing back, holding the bottle of wine in his hand, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
"What a capable little girl."
His words were filled with admiration and a hint of joking. He made some jokes about his grandson's lifelong affairs, which made Qian Ming laugh and cry, but he couldn't find any reason to refute.
After Xu Qinghe left, Qian Ming was busy in the kitchen alone, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
He knew very well that with the start of his new business, the high-risk, low-return businesses of the past would eventually become a thing of the past.
He began to think about how to properly arrange the resources at his disposal, leaving opportunities for friends who needed them more, and sharing the joy of success.
Lin Fen's arrival, bringing news of the operation, added a bit of tension and excitement.
Their plan is gradually unfolding, and a battle of wisdom and trust is about to quietly unfold in the bamboo forest under the moonlight.
Xu Qinghe and Lin Fen, one calmly planned and the other executed decisively, the silent cooperation between the two seemed to have foreshadowed the dawn of victory.
As night fell, a sudden visit to the village chief's home broke the peace. Xu Qinghe's appearance caught the village chief, who was enjoying dinner, off guard.
At Xu Qinghe's insistence, he was half-dragged and half-pulled away from the dining table, looking confused but also full of curiosity.
Under the starlight, an action of protection and justice is quietly unfolding in this peaceful village.
Xu Qinghe spoke sharply, his tone revealing an unquestionable determination: "That girl, Zhao Fangcao, quietly stole the precious formula from the workshop and then secretly met with Li Qiang, the son of the village chief from the next village. They are now hiding in the dense bamboo forest at the village entrance. If we leave immediately, we will definitely catch them red-handed!"
The village chief was so surprised that he could hardly speak when he heard this: "Huh?"
Obviously, he knew nothing about this matter, and his inner anger erupted like a volcano. For a moment, he could not find the right words to express his anger and disappointment.
His eyes inadvertently swept over his little grandson who was looking at him curiously, and he thought to himself: It is not appropriate for children to see such a scene.
So, he quickly stuffed his bowl and chopsticks into his grandson's hands and told him earnestly: "My dear grandson, take the bowl home and don't make trouble here. Children should be obedient and don't run around."
After saying this, his eyes were stern. Although the little grandson was curious, he felt the majesty of his grandfather, so he had to look back every few steps and left reluctantly.
When Xu Qinghe led the still angry village chief slowly towards the bamboo forest, Lin Fen had just cleverly sent away Jiang Xiaocao, who was watching curiously. After all, this scene was too complicated and heavy for a simple child. She just needed to make sure that the target was indeed present.
"Village Chief, those two are indeed inside, chatting animatedly and unaware of our arrival!"
Lin Fen lowered her voice, reported the situation, and then walked lightly ahead, clearing the way for everyone.
The village chief had a stern face and walked firmly into the depths of the bamboo forest. He secretly swore in his heart that he would teach Zhao Fangcao, the ignorant girl, a lesson.
It’s hard to guard against thieves within your own home. This is true!
As they pressed on, the conversation between the conspirators became increasingly audible.
Zhao Fangcao felt a little relieved this time because she had the formula in her hands. She changed from her usual delicate attitude and seemed quite natural in her conversation with Li Qiang. She even started to discuss the terms of exchange. This made the people waiting outside feel a little more balanced. At least, the situation was not too awkward.
There was a hint of hope in Zhao Fangcao's voice: "Brother Qiang, can you really transfer me from here and arrange an easier job for me?"
"Of course, Fang'er, we'll be a family from now on. How could I bear to let you suffer? You ask this because you don't trust me?"
Li Qiang pretended to be injured, as if he was the one who was wronged.
Xu Qinghe, Lin Fen and the village chief all rolled their eyes in their hearts. How could such a well-educated young woman hang out with a slick person like Li Qiang?
Zhao Fangcao was afraid he would misunderstand, so she quickly explained, "That's not what I meant! It's just that now that I've taken this step, if you can't take me away, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to gain a foothold in the village..."
As she spoke, her voice became tearful and tears rolled down her cheeks.
Seeing this, Li Qiang immediately launched a gentle offensive. After some sweet words, Zhao Fangcao reluctantly stopped crying and hesitantly took out the secretly written recipe from her arms.
At this moment, the village chief took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Now is the time to act!"
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