Yuanmeng Fashion Design Company has officially changed its name to Wanzhi Fashion Design Company at this moment. Regarding the name Wanzhi, Jiang Wan thought for a whole night before he managed to come up with a catchy name.

Now she somewhat understands why Zhao Yuanyuan named the company Yuanmeng, and it's not easy to think about the name.

The name was changed, and everything in the company was quickly on the right track because of Yuan Qing's presence. Now what Jiang Wan has to do is to come up with a blockbuster design and make Wanzhi's name famous.

On weekends, Jiang Wan didn't have to go to the hospital and stayed at home all day. Of course, she was not idle. At this moment, in front of her was a pile of design drawings drawn by staying up late last night.

If Yuan Qing was there, she would inevitably continue to praise her for being better than blue, but Jiang Wan didn't think so.

When she picked up the drawing on the table, she always felt that it was not what she wanted.

What kind of style should I go in the evening?

Just when she couldn't figure it out, the doorbell rang, and Jiang Wan almost subconsciously thought it was Zhou Beishen who came.

Opening the door, it was exactly as she had guessed.

"You don't seem surprised?" Zhou Beishen walked in with breakfast in hand. He could see Jiang Wan's eyes clearly just now, as if he had expected it.

Jiang Wan walked back and said, "At this time, who else can there be besides you?"

From the time Zhou Beishen said he was going to move back to the opposite door, Jiang Wan had been prepared in her heart that this girl would definitely knock on the door often.

And look, it did.

"Drawing a blueprint?" Zhou Beishen glanced at the blueprint she put on the table and subconsciously asked.

Jiang Wan nodded, picked up the pen, and prepared to continue drawing.

"Eat breakfast first." Zhou Beishen interrupted her, "I know you are a career freak, but eating breakfast won't delay you much."

"Oh." Jiang Wan didn't refuse. She didn't feel hungry at all before Zhou Beishen came, but when he came in with breakfast, Jiang Wan's stomach croaked uncontrollably.

Jiang Wan went to have breakfast, but Zhou Beishen walked towards her pile of design drawings: "Can I have a look?"

"Well, let's see." To her, these were not secrets, not to mention that Zhou Beishen brought her breakfast, and Jiang Wan felt that she couldn't refuse.

After getting approval, Zhou Beishen picked up the design drawings on the table and looked at them seriously.

He looked at it seriously, which aroused Jiang Wan's interest: "Do you still know design?"

"I have known that there are several fashion design companies under the Zhou family." The man replied, put down the drawings and walked to Jiang Wan's side.

Jiang Wan curled her lips. She almost forgot that the person in front of her was in charge of Nuoda's Zhou Group, and there were countless companies under the Zhou Group, and it was not surprising that a fashion design company was also in charge.

She didn't speak, and Zhou Beishen didn't know what she was thinking, "Seeing that you have drawn so many paintings with different styles, why?"

"I haven't figured out what style to go. It's related to Wanzhi's brand positioning, so I'm very tangled." She ate her breakfast and shared her troubles.

Zhou Bei heard the words deeply, pondered for a while, and then said: "Since we have decided to go the high-end route, we are naturally facing consumers who can afford high-end clothing. Most of these people are older and older, so the design must be more mature. Some."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Wan said: "From a conventional point of view, your thinking is not wrong, but..."

She paused for a moment before continuing: "Nowadays, there are so many mature design brands in high-end clothing. How can I compete with them as a newly established brand?"

"What's more, since I established my own brand, it means that I want to go on a road that others have not gone before."