Chapter 5 Familiar Speed 3

  "Sorry! Sorry!" Musui Xue didn't know what else to say, and just kept saying sorry over and over again.

  What's wrong with her? Ling Shuiyue was stunned for a moment, hastily took off the coat she had just put on, and walked towards the bathroom, Zi Xi followed closely behind.

  At this time, the waiter also ran over and supported Zhang Haoran to the bathroom. Musi Xue helplessly followed him and stood outside the bathroom door.

  Seeing Ling Shuiyue come out of the bathroom, Musi Xue walked up and said: "Sorry! I'll pay for the laundry..."

  "Laundry fee? Can this clothes still be worn?" This woman is so beautiful that it makes Akane angry just by looking at her.

  "Uniform fees? You're kidding me!"

  "That's enough! Zixi!" Ling Shuiyue turned to Musi Xue, didn't she recognize him? Or was she born with the ability to forget as soon as she saw someone.

  "Miss, I said I'm out of uniform......" Just now was too chaotic, the light was too dim, Ling Shuiyue had a beard, and Muxi Xue didn't see his face clearly. Now that she saw him clearly, it turned out to be Ling Shuiyue, she didn't know how to continue speaking.

  "Wow! She called me 'Miss'!"

  Zi Xi was indeed a bit disheveled, but Ling Shuiyue couldn't care less about that; she had recognized him.

  She pulled her long hair back, adding a touch of elegance and professionalism to her already stunning appearance. Her eyes, subtly made up, sparkled with an irresistible allure...

  Zhang Haoran cleaned up and sobered up a bit. Seeing Zi Xi still shouting loudly beside him, he stepped forward: "Aren't you a lady? Are you a gentleman?"

  "Are you done yet?" Ling Shuiyue saw Zhang Haoran still wanting to continue his drunken antics, and she really wanted to beat him up. How could she be so blind, finding a man like this as her boyfriend?

  "You are you! She is she! Your apology is your collision with us..."

  "Who bumped into whom? You say it clearly, who bumped into whom?" Zi Xi interrupted Zhang Hao Ran's words, standing in front of Zhang Hao Ran, pointing at his nose.

  At dusk, thinking of snow, with these two people around, nothing can be said clearly. She pulled Zhang Hao Ran's sleeve, ready to leave.

  "Hey, wait! At least pay for your clothes first!" Zi Xi saw Mu Si Xue and the others about to leave and blocked their way.

  Xue lightly bites her lower lip, takes out a business card: "Miss... do you always carry so much cash when going out? Do you always have checks with you at all times? Don't worry! My business card! You can call me, send someone over, come in person, send a text message, WeChat or give your bank account number, and I'll pay for your clothes within 5 minutes!"

  Zi Xi looked at the back of Mu Si Xue and Zhang Hao Ran, her mind still thinking about Mu Si Xue's words. She hadn't finished listening, hadn't figured out what that pile of words meant, they had already disappeared from her line of sight. Did that woman not need to breathe or use punctuation when speaking?

  "What does she mean?" Zi Xi asked Ling Shui Yao, but saw Ling Shui Yao's mouth slightly curved upwards.

  Ling Shuiyue suddenly remembered. The first time he saw her, it wasn't at the airport, but in Chicago, and she was speaking to him in the same tone, except that she was speaking English without punctuation marks at the time.

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  Dawei Company is one of the fastest-growing large-scale garment enterprises in China in recent years, mainly focusing on men's wear. Under its umbrella are many well-known brands such as Peter Lee and Muzi Xi, most of which are domestic senior masters.

  As a new generation of this company, after working as an assistant under Lí Yān for a year, he gained the appreciation of Mù Zǐ Xī and now works under him.

  This time, the company gave these young juniors a rare opportunity to sit on an equal footing with masters like Muzi Xi and participate in the 'Rhythm of the Sea' Fashion Week held in Shuicheng next month.

  She had already secretly inquired about it and heard that the company would send the winner of this fashion week to Shuicheng as deputy general manager of the branch.

  If she performs well this time and goes to Shuicheng, can her father still stop her from going? Will he still say that she didn't make it on her own abilities?

  Her 'half' uncle-in-law in Shuicheng can be said to have a great influence, at that time, she will still be the one who gets what she wants in Shuicheng.

  Facing the mirror again, he revealed his standard four teeth: must behave well and calm down.

  Having composed her emotions, she pushed open the door of the conference room.

  "This time the theme is the ocean, it's blue. Our company is also debuting women's wear for the first time at Fashion Week. So, I think this time I'll use a blue evening gown as my design theme."

  Here is the translation:

  "Open the first slide: This is my main theme this time: Hai Zhi Yun. With prominent lines, soft and shiny single-shoulder strapless evening dress, shoulder strap three centimeters wide, in the middle with about ten centimeters of crystal connecting, echoing with the six-centimeter crystal square decoration at the waist, the hem uses a typical 18th-century court train. The entire work is simple, noble and mysterious... Next slide..."

  An hour later, the six contestants also showed off their own works. After a low-voiced exchange of opinions between Chairman Luo Futong and Chief Designer Muzi Xi, Designer Muzi Xi stood up: "Everyone's work is very complete and creative, now we vote to decide this time's entry. Everyone has a form in hand, agree with whose work, just tick behind whose name, then return the form and disperse."

  Five minutes later, the conference room was left with only Ruo Fupeng and Muzi Xi. The two summarized the 16 forms in their hands, like Xin, Xiangyi, and Sanren won this competition.

  "How is it?"

  Luo Futong shook his head: "I'm not very satisfied with these three, you say it's bad and it's good, you say it's good but always feel like something is missing. How about the men's wear?"

  "What's your opinion on men's clothing compared to women's clothing?"

  "So which one of the three do you think is better?"

  "! Her work is more noble than Xiangyi and Ruxin, which is more in line with our company's position."

  "Alright, let's settle on this piece as the main work for our fashion week's women's wear. Xi Zi! You need to continue searching for new talent, and if anyone submits a piece from Hai Yun within these two weeks that you think is good, be sure to bring it to me." Luo Fu Peng was still not quite satisfied with today's pieces.

  "Yes! Chairman!" Muzi Xi pressed the bell, and Secretary Liu walked in: "Call Ruxin, Xiangyi, and let them come in."

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  In the morning, Qiqi sat in front of the computer, eating instant noodles while sending out resumes. After finishing the noodles and sending out the resumes, she turned off the computer, put on her backpack, wore her shoes, and walked out the door to continue looking for a job.

  She has been unemployed for six days. The resumes she posted online have not received any response, and the ones she delivered in person have also not received any response. She waits by the phone every night, looking at responses on her computer.

  Lock the door, Qiqi turned her wrist with a specially shaped gold chain. Mom said that turning the chain would bring her good luck: Persevere! Perseverance is victory. There will be work, there will be bread, and everything will be fine!

  Sometimes she thought about going home and surrendering, no one would laugh at her then.

  That home gave her boundless love and constraint, nothing but boundless love and constraint, except for the lack of freedom, everything was fine.

  Fool! Don't be nostalgic! Don't go home! Her life has already lost its most precious freedom, why should she still go home?