After getting up early, Tang Guo quietly hung the handbag containing Li Fan's coat on the door handle opposite him. He also wrote a post-it note, which read the word "Thank you".

Then quickly exit the crime scene.

Yes, Tang Guo is most afraid of now, that is, meeting Brother Fan.

She had thought about it all. It would be best if she could not meet before she thought it through. If she couldn't dodge it, she had to bite the bullet and avoid it.

Waiting for Li Fan to get up and buy breakfast for the studio, when he opened the door, he saw the handbag on the door handle and the sticky notes specially posted.

In an instant, Li Fan recalled when the two met first, and they did communicate with each other for a while with sticky notes, and even caused a small misunderstanding.

Li Fan frowned, how could he feel like he was returning to the original point overnight?

This feeling is very bad. Does Tang Guo have no feelings for him?

With such confusion, I went downstairs, walked around a few alleys, and came to Uncle Liu's soy milk fried dough sticks stall.

"Uncle Liu, the old rules." Li Fan said.

"Okay, but Fanzi, look at your expression. Didn't sleep well last night?" Uncle Liu got chatting.

"Yes, I really have something to do and I haven't had a good sleep." Li Fan returned.

"Normal, young people don't feel comfortable in their hearts. Wait a while, it's better." Uncle Liu comforted Li Fan while busying his work.

"Old Liu, did you eat the pancake fruits you brought to your daughter yesterday?" said Aunt Hua, who sells pancake fruits.

"After eating, my daughter said that the pancakes from Aunt Hua's house are the most delicious." Uncle Liu returned.

"Or why I like this daughter, my little mouth is so sweet. I'll bring one for my daughter later. Aunt Hua is enough." Xiaohua greeted happily.

"This doesn't work, you have to keep it for sale!" Uncle Liu refused repeatedly.

"I'll take it for you later. What I give to my daughter is not for you." Aunt Hua said.

The stall owners who buy breakfast are like this. They exchange goods for goods. You give me two batches of fried dough sticks and I give you a big pie roll. Generally, they don’t eat what they sell. This is still an unwritten rule.

Yes, each industry has its own rules, so you must abide by the rules wherever you go.

I left the alley with fried dough sticks and soy milk, and happened to meet my brother in the studio who was about to go upstairs.

When everyone saw breakfast, they immediately gathered around. At this time, it was the time to have the least sensible tricks. This was the charm of food, which was unclear.

"Brother Fan, I didn't sleep well yesterday!" Qiangzi stuffed a fried dough stick in his mouth.

"I've been used to it recently when I can sleep well." Li Fan stretched.

"Yes, but our progress is quite fast, so Brother Fan, don't be too stressed." Qiangzi felt relieved.

"I really have something to tell you about relieving the pressure here." Li Fan said with a smile.

When the brothers saw Brother Fan laughing, there must be something good.

"Brother Fan, let's just say it. This way, I'll be more motivated to climb stairs." Qiangzi took the lead in encouraging him.

"Lost, Brother Fan."

"Fanzi, come some spiritual."

"Okay, then I'll say half of it first to encourage everyone. The design direction of the Bank of China for food, clothing, housing and transportation has been determined." Li Fan said.

As soon as these words came out, the whole staircase was boiling.

"Not Brother Fan, tell me the truth. What did you do last night? Why did you suddenly have it? Don't use something like this to fool us with a flash of inspiration." Qiangzi said.

"Be careful that there are ears in the partition walls, and then go back to the studio." Li Fan lowered his voice.

This is true. In the design industry, not only cultural and creative aspects, but also many more creative people have gone. Therefore, every designer has an occupational disease, that is, the fewer people know that their design creativity, the better.

One more person means one more risk of being spread.

My brothers and I had this energy to push them, and soon they sat neatly in the studio.

"Speak for Fanzi, we are all ready."

"Yes, I'm also closed the doors of each house tightly."

"This time the partition wall is definitely not good, because it is leaning against the corridor." Qiangzi added.

"Actually, I have to thank Tang Guo for the mention of the creative ideas this time. She gave me the inspiration." Li Fan said.

Huo, the amount of information in this sentence is so large. It seems that the two of them were together last night.

Qiangzi's brows were stirring rhythmically, and he really wanted someone to hold him in hand.

"What a creative idea, Brother Fan, let's talk about our staff officer." Qiangzi greeted.

"Including the Summer Palace elements to the appearance of shared bicycles, the shared bicycles on the market are not refined enough, not live enough, and are even more of an assembly line operation style. At the moment when shared bicycles have been popularized in large and small cities, the appearance of shared bicycles is more refined and unstoppable." Li Fan explained.

"It is true that the shared bicycles on the market are too single, and the appearance of each company is only one color, and most of them use solid colors, without any sense of design, which does not conform to the current mentality of young people seeking differences." One person said.

"Yes, young people now pay more attention to the appearance of an item, that is, appearance. At present, the appearance is the most popular, so shared bicycles with such high popularity also need to innovate the appearance." Another brother from another studio said.

"Brother Fan, is this design angle very unique? I didn't expect that your Tang Guo has hidden design talent?" Qiangzi joked.

Although I knew Qiangzi did it on purpose, the five words "Your Tang Guo" were indeed deeply loved by Li Fan.

"Don't talk nonsense, think about how to start. Then I'll ask again. For this part of the business, we need to start with shared bicycles. Does anyone have any other opinions?" Li Fan asked formally.

"No, agree."

"I agree, the angle is very new."

"Yes, I guess other contestants wouldn't have imagined it."

"Brother Fan, let's share bicycles." Qiangzi said.

"Okay, this matter has been decided so that everyone will continue their work yesterday. As for the design direction and starting point of shared bicycles, everyone will take time to think about it these days." Li Fan arranged it.

Everyone responded and quickly started working.

In Baiyi Pavilion, Pi Zi stared at the fruit next to him from time to time.

It’s not that I want to see it, it’s that the boss is so strange today. I’ve been in the store for so long, and I’m in a daze from time to time, and I feel like I’ve lost my soul.

I just had a night, and I don’t know what happened.

No, if you can't guess, you will feel anxious. Instead of being anxious, it's better to ask clearly what you came from.
Chapter completed!