Time Brocade Store

"What, Mo Cha signed up for the competition in his own name?" Zhu Shaolan asked the person on the phone, "Did you see clearly? Is it Mo Cha from our company?"

"I think it should be. The personal resume is attached to the registration form. There is nothing wrong with it. There are still three days before the competition. Is it still too late to find a way to cancel his participation?"

"Keep your composure and keep an eye on Mo Cha." Zhu Shaolan frowned, "I'll figure out a way about the competition."

"Ok."

Zhu Shaolan hung up the phone, thought for a moment while holding a coffee cup, and dialed a phone number with some hesitation.The phone rang for a long time, and just when she was about to hang up, a cool and elegant man's voice came from the other side: "What's the big designer doing?"

Hearing the familiar voice on the phone, Zhu Shaolan sat up straight unconsciously: "Mr. Wang, at the International Fashion Festival a few days ago, your company's new clothes were quite exciting."

"You and I don't need to exchange pleasantries like this. I know that you always go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. If you have anything to say, just talk about it."

"Then I'll get straight to the point..." Zhu Shaolan said her intentions into the phone.

Recently, Mo Cha would come to Meng Jinhua's residence every day after get off work to help her maintain the online store's online operations, communicate with buyers about delivery, and temporarily serve as the store's customer service.

"How are you these few days, is there anything happening to Zhu Shaolan?" Jin Hua asked Mo Cha.She and Gao Shiqian are rushing to make the clothes they saw in the Wei and Jin Dynasties recently, hoping to put them on the online store as new products as soon as possible.

"No, commuting to and from get off work every day, saying hello is no different from usual." Mo Cha replied while uploading pictures of their new clothing, "I always feel that something is weird."

"Where's that man wearing sunglasses, the one who brought Brother Xue to your company last time? Did he do anything?" Gao Shiqian asked.

"He..." Mo Cha recalled, "He hasn't appeared in the company very much recently, and I haven't met him head-on."

"Be careful of this person, so as not to make mistakes at critical moments." Gao Shiqian reminded.

"What can he do? The competition will be held in three days." Mo Cha said, "The organizing committee has already approved my registration qualifications, so he can't stop me from participating in the competition."

"In my opinion, this person has no bottom line in what he does. Don't let your guard down," Gao Shiqian said while cutting his clothes, "but he does have a weakness..."

"What?" Mo Cha and Jin Hua looked at Gao Shiqian together.

"I will only act according to Zhu Shaolan's orders. In your modern terms, IQ is not enough..." When he said this, Jinhua coughed twice, signaling him not to continue.

"Hahaha!" Mo Cha laughed, "Brother Gao, I think you are a very wise person."

Jin Hua glared at Gao Shiqian: "Really, I don't think so..."

Gao Shiqian smiled awkwardly: "Haha, I don't have any wisdom, it's just my feeling."

"Don't be nervous, I said I won't inquire about your secrets." Mo Cha winked at them, "I always thought that brother Gao won by his looks, but I didn't expect you to be able to make clothes, and with my After a few days of observation, it seems that Miss Jinhua learned her skills from Brother Gao..."

"Just a few days after you came here, you started thinking about things you shouldn't care about?" Jin Hua put his hands on his hips, assuming the attitude of a store manager.

Mo Cha stuck out her tongue: "Sister Jinhua, I still like your gentle appearance, don't be so fierce."

"Then you have to wait, she is not gentle much..." Gao Shiqian pouted.

"Yes, I think so too." Mo Cha agreed.

"You two, work hard for me! Otherwise... otherwise there will be no dinner!"

"Don't listen to her nonsense, I cook all the meals at home," Gao Shiqian said with a smile to Mo Cha, "I'll make it for you later if you want to eat tonight."

"Braised pork ribs, fried lamb with scallions, and..." Mo Cha put down what he was doing, and carefully studied the evening menu with Gao Shiqian.

"Damn it, men are all childish ghosts!" Jin Hua rolled his eyes at them, flipped through the news on his mobile phone, and checked the information on the clothing industry.

At the International Fashion Festival that just passed, many big companies have released popular clothing for this autumn and winter season.Jinhua flipped through the outfits worn by the models on the catwalk at the press conference, and frowned faintly.Clothing in recent years has revealed an increasingly westernized, technological, and abstract style. The shapes are mostly themed with technology, industry, metal, space, and interstellar, and the colors tend to be black, white, gray, silver, and blue. The tone and the edges of the lines are becoming more and more cold and hard. The models are like puppets wrapped in reinforced concrete and iron walls, showing a strange atmosphere.Coupled with the pale makeup with a colder tone on the face, it gives people a feeling of cold alienation that penetrates into the bone marrow.

If it was before, she would never have such an idea.

For her who is studying modern fashion design, in her previous study and design career, the fashion concepts she was instilled in her are basically how to learn from the West, how to make Chinese fashion design more international, and how to adapt to Western trends.It seems that only the West is fashionable, and only the West is the world.In her eyes, Huaxia's traditional costumes are either too fancy or rustic, or they belong only to the world of middle-aged and elderly people. They are old-fashioned dross. In short, they have nothing to do with fashion and the world, and have nothing to do with young people and the future. Relationships never caught her eye.

But since Gao Shiqian "falling from the sky", she really began to realize the beauty and connotation of Chinese clothing, knowing that there was such a brilliant clothing civilization in the country she lived in, all of which are worthy of being seen by the world and worthy of winning the world cheers.

She was thinking in her heart, flipping through the pictures of the scene at the International Fashion Festival, and suddenly a picture came into view - two people, a man and a woman, were sitting on the seats under the catwalk of the Fashion Festival.

The man is 36 or seven years old, wears glasses, has a gentle appearance, elegant and modest temperament, and wears an exquisite and high-end suit, revealing the elite temperament of a high-level person all over his body.In the photo, he is squinting, watching the models on the stage with great interest, as if he is evaluating the fashion elements of the new clothes.And beside him, sitting behind him was a stylish and capable woman with exquisite makeup, leaning forward slightly, and whispering something in the man's ear with her face sideways.Although the man was sitting upright, his raised Erlang legs were turned sideways to the woman beside him. Judging from the body language, the relationship between the two was extraordinary.

The woman in the photo is Zhu Shaolan, and the man is Wang Zhouyu, the chairman of "Hongzhou International Clothing Company", a leading company in the domestic clothing industry.And he is also one of the jury members of the "Galaxy Splendid Cup" costume competition.

Seeing this person appearing in the same frame as Zhu Shaolan, Jinhua suddenly had an ominous premonition.