Murong Rong couldn't help but smile: "Designer Su, you are so honored."
Su Lengyu couldn't help but snorted: "Designer Su? I have known you for so long, don't you deserve to have a name?"
"Sorry." Murong Rong apologized: "Su Lengyu."
"Don't think that I will forgive you if you change your words now. Unless you promise me one thing." Su Lengyu raised his eyes and looked at Murong Rong and said, "How about you design a co-branded set of clothing for next summer with me?
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"Shall I make a joint product with you?" Murong Rong was very surprised. He never thought that Su Lengyu would make this request.
"Yeah." Su Lengyu said: "I checked Rong's regulations. The chief designer can open his own studio outside, or cooperate with other designers in his own name, but he has to hand over 30% of the salary.
Income. If you are willing, I will bear half of the portion you turn in for you. What do you think?"
"I'm very tempted by your proposal. But it's not necessary. Su Lengyu, this will not be good for you."
Su Lengyu laughed: "So, you rejected me because you were afraid that you would take advantage of me, rather than because you thought I was thick-skinned and wanted to hug you."
Murong Rong was speechless: "Hold my thigh? Stop making fun of me."
Su Lengyu is not only a disciple of Master Lin Lanxin, but he is also well-known in the fashion industry. He has even held several solo shows, and the response has been very enthusiastic. It can be said that his achievements are very good among his peers.
However, although she is also the chief designer of Rong's, she knows that she is not worthy of her name.
The expression on Su Lengyu's face suddenly became serious: "Master asked me to give this to you."
With that said, Su Lengyu took out an invitation letter with an invitation letter to participate in the Fashion Fashion Competition written on it.
Fashion has always been the top competition in China. Countless designers of the younger generation have made a splash on this stage and have skyrocketed ever since.
Even Master Lin Lanxin was once a contestant in the Fashion Fashion Design Competition, which shows how valuable the Fashion Fashion Competition is.
"She said this is your stage and your best opportunity. I hope you can seize this opportunity."
Murong Rong was really surprised this time: "You mean Master Lin, how could she give me this?"
As the top event in the fashion industry, not everyone is eligible to participate in the Fashion Fashion Designer Competition. The entry threshold is not only high, but also very strict.
"Of course it's because I'm optimistic about you." Su Lengyu said, his expression suddenly became very serious: "Rongrong, have you seen it? Even if the master can't accept you as a disciple due to some external reasons, he still can't help but give you a chance.
, this is enough to prove your excellence. If you still have any areas that urgently need improvement, it must be that you are not determined enough, so you must believe that you know it?"
Murong Rong was stunned by Su Lengyu's words. Wasn't she determined enough?
Yes.
No matter how she pretends, her heart is full of hesitation and self-doubt. She has really been trapped under it for too long.
Murong Rong's eyes lowered a little, and when she saw the black invitation in her hand, her eyes slowly became firm.
"Okay." She smiled at Su Lengyu: "Thank you."
Su Lengyu said: "If you really want to thank me, just agree to the joint money. We have such a deep friendship, you can't even hug me with your thighs."
"Okay." Murong Rong agreed: "Do you have any ideas about the joint model? Let's discuss it."
Su Lengyu couldn't help but look up at Murong Rong, looking into her burning eyes, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed: "I want to use encounter as the theme."
In the summer afternoon, bathed in the bright sunshine, I will meet you when you look back.
Just like that time at the show in country m.
Murong Rong chatted with Su Lengyu for a long time before leaving. As soon as she left, a figure came over.
"Master." Su Lengyu stood up quickly, respectfully asked Lin Lanxin to sit down, and quickly called the waiter to order a glass of juice.
Lin Lanxin took a sip and said, "You did a great job just now."
"It's just to live up to Master's entrustment."
Lin Lanxin nodded and said abruptly: "Do you like her?"
Su Lengyu's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he immediately waved his hands: "I...I didn't..."
"It's good that you like her." Lin Lanxin looked at Su Lengyu with burning eyes: "I hope you can work harder to make her like you too."
Su Lengyu was stunned. When he saw Lin Lanxin's eyes, he immediately reacted.
Master, this is all for Junior Sister Wanxin.
Su Lengyu took a deep breath and said: "I'm sorry, Master, I refuse. Rong Rong and I..."
"Do you think I asked you to do this to harm Murong Rong?" Lin Lanxin interrupted Su Lengyu: "No, I did it for her own good. The Rong family is good, and Rong Jiuci is also the proud son of heaven, but he is just too good.
It’s not something that a woman of Murong Rong’s background can covet.”
"besides……"
Lin Lanxin's aura suddenly became stronger, and her attitude was as cold and hard as ice: "I will never allow my daughter to be wronged, and I will not allow my daughter to be pregnant for ten months and walk around the gates of hell to give birth to a child called another woman.
Does mother know?"
Thinking of five years ago, when Wan Xin gave birth to Chen Chen outside without telling her family, she felt angry and distressed.
She has been a mother and given birth to a child. It is precisely because of this that she understands how painful and dangerous the ten long months of pregnancy and childbirth are.
She doesn't allow anyone to bully her daughter.
Su Lengyu's heart jumped suddenly, and fear surged in his heart.
He knew the master was not joking.
She might really take action against Murong Rong!
…
It was already half past ten when I came out of the coffee shop. There was still some time before going to work in the afternoon, so Murong Rong was ready to go to the shopping mall.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and it’s time for her to buy some clothes for her mother.
Although she hates Xu Ziqing, she is right in saying that she doesn't care enough about her mother after all.
Even if the relationship between mother and daughter has become cold over the years, it is not all the mother's fault. It is because she, as a daughter, does not know how to please her mother.
"Welcome. Who do you want to choose clothes for?"
"My mother." Murong Rong looked at the clothes hanging on the shelves seriously.
As a designer, she knows best what kind of clothes are suitable for mothers.
The shopping guide couldn't help but praise: "Miss, your taste is really good. You have chosen the best-selling clothes in our store, and they look particularly good on the body. My aunt will definitely like them if she wears them."
"I hope she likes it too."
Suddenly Murong Rong's cell phone rang, it was Rong Jiuci calling.
She motioned to the shopping guide to pack her bags first, walked to the corridor outside the store with her mobile phone, put her arm on the armrest, and answered the phone: "Hey, what's the matter?"
Rong Jiuci was a little unhappy when he heard Murong Rong's words: "Can't I call you if nothing happens?"
"Of course not, it's just that it's working time now and I thought you were busy."
"You also know that it is working time now?" Rong Jiuci's voice became even more unhappy: "Then where are you now? Is Su Lengyu so good? Does it make you reluctant to leave?"