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That night, Li Xiaoyi couldn't sleep. She counted until she fell asleep, and it was only 1,000 sets of clothes, but they were worth more than 10,000 yuan. Looking at the RMB covering her bed, she counted again and again in excitement …

She did not expect that Xu Yun would actually be able to earn money. When the 1000 sets of clothes were shipped out, not only would they be unsold, they would also receive countless orders, and they would even be added to the amount from Deng Xiaoling. Xu Yun was only 15 years old, but she could actually earn more than 10,000 yuan in just a few days.

Deng Xiaojuan was wondering, when she was fifteen, what was she doing?

She was too busy dating, skipping classes, copying homework...

If all those clothes were sold, would that be her salary for a few years?

Deng Xiaojuan was depressed. She was depressed to the point that she wanted to curse someone and get angry.

As for Xu Yun, who was involved in this, she slept exceptionally soundly. She was completely unaware that her intrusion was like a small stone that had suddenly and unsteadily fallen into the lake, causing countless ripples …

The famous V brand's domestic conference center was now brightly lit, with Jin Mingzhu's chin slightly closed, her fingers tapping on the luxurious and low-key mahogany table. On both sides of the long table sat the design department, the operations department, and the elite marketing department.

The crowd looked at the young and flirtatious Ming Zhu and saw that she was gorgeous, charming yet not charming, her cold yet not icy face slightly raised, the long held position of being the leader without anger and might, sweeping over everyone's heads, everyone began to hold their breaths silently and focus, waiting for her to speak.

"What do you think?"

Everyone looked at the marketing manager, who let out a dry laugh and looked at the clothes on the table.

"Director Jin, from my many years of experience in the market, I can see that this set of clothes is very cheap, but it perfectly meets the requirements of the young people. Therefore, its introduction is destined to become a windfall."

"However, unfortunately, it did not start spreading in the spring, so it missed a good opportunity. I believe that everyone will imitate it in small batches within a few days, and it will become a storm in the final two months."

Jin Mingzhu did not speak, but turned to look at the design department.

The manager of the design department wiped off the sweat on his forehead and said embarrassedly, "I have nothing to say. The clothes themselves are very ordinary, and just happened to be in the design department.

This time, the operation department staff took the initiative to speak without even looking at Jin Mingzhu.

"I'm sure I've never heard of this brand before. Tomorrow, I'll take out a detailed information and show it to Chief Jin."

At this time, Chang Qing, who was sitting beside Jin Mingzhu, closed a limited edition zippo with a "Dang" sound. Everyone's line of sight revealed Chang Qing's slender and bony hands. Those hands gave off the feeling that they were extremely suitable for playing the piano, long, fair, and perfectly flawless.

After half a second, a clear, jade-like voice came out of Chang Qing's mouth, "The Market Department will give a detailed report tomorrow. As for the Design Department, I hope you all will put in some effort into your winter attire."

With that said, Chang Qing flicked her index finger and everyone stood up. They all left in a line without daring to breathe. It was only when the doors to the meeting room were closed did the elites all let out a breath of relief.

What Jin Mingzhu released, was the power and might of someone who was in a high position. However, their superior, was someone who was born with the aura of a noble king. No matter how gentle his tone was, everyone felt a great sense of pressure.

Chang Qing was the person in charge of City G and the only BOSS on the roof was Jin Ming Zhu. After everyone had left, she hung up the curtain and started playing Zippo with a smile that wasn't a smile.

In the empty meeting room, there was only the rhythmic "Dang, Dang" sound left.

Jin Mingzhu raised her eyes, looking at Chang Qing, who had an unparalleled grace and grace, yet was sloppy and purposely uninhibited. She silently sighed and said, "Have you not played enough after playing for so many years?"

"Big Sister Ming Zhu, it's not like you don't know me, why ask?"

"You, before I came to G City, I met your father. He asked me to ask you if you would like to come home during the National Day."

A struggle flashed across Chang Qing's eyes, but soon after, she laughed mischievously. "We'll talk about it when the time comes. If you're in a good mood, then go back and take a look." "Everyone says that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the desert. As expected, it has only been a day and these two designs have caught everyone's attention. I am curious about who came up with this idea.

Jin Mingzhu's clear eyes sparkled as she relaxed her limbs and leaned back on the leather chair, slowly saying, "Heroes don't ask where they came from. If they have the potential, then observe them more."

Chang Qing's eyes were as sharp as ever.

In terms of appearance, these T-shirts were no different from those of ordinary people. However, in reality, the joint of the shoulder sleeves was very ingenious. If one did not carefully observe it, one would not be able to see any difference. This kind of design was only commonly used in large brands. The reason was that after wearing it, the shoulder lines would become smoother. Most pirated factories didn't like this kind of design. The reason was that it was easy to waste fabric.

As for the fact that everyone said it was a trick, in reality, it wasn't just a coincidence, but a keen insight.

Speaking of the couple, it just so happened to be V's new style next year. The design and plan had long been decided, but due to the sudden appearance of "Gu Yin", their plans were disrupted. Therefore, both Zhu Ming and Chang Qing suspected in their hearts that someone had leaked the company's secrets.

As a result, next year, when they unveiled their partner's attire and focused on fighting, it would be easy for the industry insiders to ridicule them for not having any innovation. Furthermore, they would even exhaust themselves with other people's ideas to act as their main fighting style.

"It's better for you to go back for National Day. Big guys miss you quite a bit." Jin Mingzhu stood up. She knew that there were some things that would not be beautiful if she said too much. For City G, Chang Qing managed it well, so there was nothing for her to worry about.

"Let's talk about it later. Shall I send you off?" Chang Qing kept the zippo, turned around and put it back into his pocket, still looking at Jin Mingzhu with the same smile.

Jin Mingzhu glared at him, turned and walked out, "I have a car, let's go."

Chang Qing thoughtfully shrugged her shoulders, waiting for Ming Zhu to leave. Standing tall and straight, she stood in front of the french window, looking at City G just as the lanterns were about to light up.

It had been five years, so he naturally had a reason not to return to the capital. The 50th anniversary was indeed grand. Logically speaking, he should return, but if he went back, he should … We'll meet.

Between his brows, on that handsome face, there was a carefree and calm look, as if nothing had changed. It was just like his voice; it was like a jade ball rolling on a plate, and his appearance was like his voice, untainted by dust.

A bitter smile slowly floated on Evergreen's lips. It was an indescribable sorrow that could not be described with words. Such an expression appeared on Evergreen's face, but anyone who saw it would feel that this sadness had desecrated his heavenly appearance and unmatched grace …