Since childhood, her father has taught Bai Qingluo not to be greedy for credit, let alone to take credit.
"No, the twelve most outstanding Hanfu costumes are all designed by the chief designer himself. What we designed cannot be put on the stage." A younger female designer with a round face said frankly.
Others echoed: "Our chief designer is very powerful, really, she is very talented!"
Listening to others' praise of Bai Qingluo, Lin Shuang's face turned completely green.
Are they all idiots? Don’t they know how to take credit?
Halfway through the interview, Luo Yanchen quietly left the table, and Wen Yu quickly followed.
"Mr. Luo, don't you stop staring?"
After all, if Nishang's press conference is not successful enough, Nishang will never have a future!
"Is it still needed?" Luo Yanchen said lightly.
Wen Yu:……
Yes, judging from the current situation, Nishang has been revived. It seems that the new products are highly praised and loved.
I really don’t understand, when did Bai Qingluo become so powerful?
Wen Yu drove Luo Yanchen back to the company.
At the press conference, Lin Shuang felt a chill in his heart when he saw Luo Yanchen leaving. It seemed that Mr. Luo was very relieved and satisfied with today's show!
She won't be replaced!
After the interview, reporters even wanted to make an appointment with Bai Qingluo alone for an exclusive interview, but some reporters questioned her wearing a mask.
"Chief Designer, why don't you want to show your face? Is it because you are not confident in your appearance?"
"Does my design have anything to do with my appearance?" Bai Qingluo silenced the reporters with just one sentence.
The reporter who asked the question froze and was quickly pushed away by other reporters.
"The interview is over, everyone, please return to your seats." Under Bai Qingluo's eyes, Lin Shuang stood up.
Bai Qingluo took the opportunity to go backstage, put on her own clothes, and immediately transformed into the cold and aloof Mr. Bai.
After Lin Shuang settled the matter at the front desk, he ran over in a panic: "Mr. Bai, are you leaving?"
"is it not OK?"
"Of course not, Mr. Bai, it's like this. Your agreement with Mr. Luo has also expired. Can these clothes you designed -" Lin Shuang said shamelessly: "Can I stay? I can talk to the company's senior management
Let’s discuss and give you the design fee.”
Bai Qingluo nodded, "I keep my word, and the copyright of the clothes belongs to Nishang."
Hearing this, Lin Shuang's eyes burst into joy.
Great, once Bai Qingluo leaves, these are not all her achievements!
Mr. Luo probably won't fire her.
"But, I have a condition."
Lin Shuang felt happy and said generously: "Just say it, I will help you do it!"
"My cousin, as you have seen, I want her to be a special model for Nishang. She can't even fail to show in one show!"
"No problem at all, Mr. Bai. I might have to trouble you to ask Miss Bai to send you a resume, and I'll put it in the archives."
"good."
Bai Qingluo didn't want to get involved in what happened after the press conference. She went to the company to stay for a while and sorted out and filed all the design drawings. When she finished, there was no one in Nishang.
She rolled her neck and rested for a while before driving home.
The house was brightly lit, and the housekeeper looked at her with a smile: "Madam, you are back. Sir is waiting for you."
Luo Yanchen, wait for her?
She put on her slippers, and with a quick glance, she saw Luo Yanchen facing a thin-screen TV in the distance. She didn't know what she was thinking.
On the coffee table opposite, there is a mobile phone and a computer, and the data on them is constantly beating.
When she got closer, she saw that it was the sales backstage of Nishang.
Each jumping number above represents the trading volume, and the rising speed seems to be quite fast.
It should be able to make a lot of money for Lowes.
Bai Qingluo had no idea about money in this era. She only knew roughly that buying a pancake with eggs and sausage from the aunt downstairs in the company cost ten yuan.
Luo Yanchen noticed Bai Qingluo as early as she glanced at the computer screen.
Compared with the previous backstage sales of neon clothes, today's press conference can be said to be a great success.
But he didn't want Bai Qingluo to be proud. Before he said the words of suppression, he heard Bai Qingluo say: "How much sales can be achieved at today's press conference?"
Luo Yanchen gave a conservative figure. After all, Nishang does customization and takes a high-end route, so not many people are willing to pay.
However, at this moment, the amount on the computer screen suddenly doubled and settled on 300 million.
Luo Yanchen:?
He even wondered if there was something wrong with the system. Nishang, a small studio with only one floor, could have a turnover of hundreds of millions?
Luo Yanchen looked serious and called the technical department in charge of the backend.
"What's going on! The background data is jumping randomly!"
The technical director was also confused. After calling to inquire, he found out that just now, a large overseas shopping mall ordered hundreds of thousands of sets of clothes at once, and they also said they were planning to distribute them all over the world.
Seeing Luo Yanchen hang up the phone, Bai Qingluo said at the right time: "So, I have filled the hole now, right?"
Luo Yanchen remained unmoved.
Bai Qingluo was eager to give it a try, "Then we can finally get a divorce!"
Luo Yanchen:??
"I know you have been waiting for this day for a long time, so I won't delay you. Your property is yours, and mine is mine. They don't interfere with each other. If you feel that you have been harmed in this marriage, I will fully compensate you."
Her words seemed to have been drafted countless times in her mind, and they were too smooth.
"Bai Qingluo, what on earth is in your mind!" Luo Yanchen said every word, all the coldness in his eyes coming out.
Bai Qingluo spread her hands, looking innocent, "I'm thinking about you! Why are you still angry?"
"Think about it for me? Are you sure?" Luo Yanchen exhaled a breath full of anger and said as calmly as possible: "Bai Qingluo, take your words back, I won't hold you accountable."
"I can't accept it. If you have something to hide, you can tell me and I will help you solve it, and then we can leave."
"Bang bang" "bang bang", Bai Qingluo's reason could not be defeated, and the anger that was burning in her heart was intertwined and torn apart.
It could be seen that the man opposite was really angry, and Bai Qingluo frowned in confusion.
Didn't he hate the original person very much from the beginning? Isn't he dissatisfied that he has granted him freedom?
Thinking of what Lin Shuang asked her today, she said bluntly: "Don't worry, my drawings will be given to Nishang for free. No matter how many are sold, I will not ask for additional copyright or design fees, so you can rest assured."
Luo Yanchen's face turned darker.
"I can sign the contract, and you can ask Winter to draft it now."
In order to prove her "determination", Bai Qingluo thoughtfully took out her mobile phone and prepared to call Wen Yu.
But before the call was dialed, her cell phone fell out of her palm in a round arc and fell vertically on the sofa with a "bang" sound.