When Murong Rong arrived at Shimmer, Li Yuxin was already waiting for her in the office.
When he saw her coming, he immediately said: "The client is already waiting for you in the lounge, please go quickly."
Yang Shanshan came over at this time and said in a weird voice: "Murong Rong, you are so capable. You have reached this point and you can still turn around."
“Thank you, Designer Yang, for the compliment.”
Seeing Murong Rong's neither humble nor arrogant expression, Yang Shanshan's expression suddenly collapsed: "Murong Rong, just be proud of yourself, I want to see how many resources you can get for yourself!"
Murong Rong's face darkened, and just when she was about to speak, she heard a voice -
"Leaving me alone in the lounge with no one paying attention, is this how you, Shimmer, treat guests?"
Li Yuxin turned around and looked over, and saw a slender and beautiful young girl walking out. She quickly greeted her: "Miss Fang, why are you out?"
She introduced to Murong Rong: "Rong Rong, this is Miss Fang, Fang Wenxuan, who asked you to design the dress."
Murong Rong was very surprised when she looked at Fang Wenxuan. She did not expect that the client this time was actually a female star.
Fang Wenxuan made her debut in the talent show two years ago and became an instant hit and became very popular online.
"You are Murong Rong, designer Mu." Fang Wenxuan stretched out her hand: "I am Fang Wenxuan. From the looks of it, you should know me, so I won't introduce myself much."
"Hello, Miss Fang, it's an honor to meet you."
"Easy to say."
Yang Shanshan couldn't help but said: "Miss Fang, if you want to ask Murong Rong to customize your dress, I really advise you to be careful. Murong Rong's current reputation is stinking, worse than a street rat."
Fang Wenxuan ignored Yang Shanshan and looked at Li Yuxin: "What? Now your company's employees can interfere with customers' wishes at will?"
"There is absolutely no such thing." Li Yuxin looked at Yang Shanshan: "Designer Yang, you are not needed here. You can go and do other things first."
"I have nothing to do." Yang Shanshan refused to leave.
Li Yuxin didn't tolerate her: "Since Designer Yang is so idle, I will advise President Cheng tomorrow that Weiguang is still a developing company and cannot support idle people."
Yang Shanshan's expression suddenly changed, she threw her sleeves angrily and stormed away.
Fang Wenxuan stood in front of Murong Rong and smiled sweetly at her: "Okay, the irrelevant people are finally gone. Designer Mu, I'm finally waiting for you."
Li Yuxin said quickly: "Rong Rong, this is the client who wants you to design a dress."
Murong Rong nodded and invited the people into the lounge.
Murong Rong said: "Miss Fang, before I start designing a dress for you, I would like to ask you, why do you want me to design a dress for you?"
"Is this a question that must be answered?"
"Of course not, it's just for some personal reasons. I hope you can answer."
"Okay, actually, it's because I want to pick up the slack. Now that you have a bad reputation and don't have any orders in hand, you will naturally do your best to treat me as a customer, and I can buy the order at the lowest cost.
This is a dress that suits me, no matter how I calculate it, it’s perfect.”
"Although Miss Fang has only debuted for two years, she is currently the most popular little girl."
Fang Wenxuan suddenly laughed: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Designer Mu. Well, let me tell the truth. Two days ago, I was also at Zifeng Winery. That day I saw you and Mr. Rong alone. I
I just want to have a good relationship with you."
Murong Rong suddenly understood that it was because of Rong Jiuci.
"Thank you, Miss Fang, for being honest. I'm just afraid that I might disappoint you. Mr. Rong is just my client."
"Miss Mu, I know more about men than you do." Fang Wenxuan smiled: "Designer Mu, can you help me design a dress this time?"
"certainly."
After that, Murong Rong began to discuss the details of the dress with Fang Wenxuan. After finally sending her away, the sky outside had darkened.
Thinking of the two children at home, Murong Rong was a little anxious, so she called an online taxi on her mobile phone and hurried back home.
When he opened the door of the rental house, Rong Jiuci was sitting in the living room.
Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, then walked in: "Mr. Rong, why are you here?"
"Come and pick up Chen Chen."
"Are Chen Chen and An An still in class?"
"Yeah." Rong Jiuci said, "Don't disturb them."
Murong Rong nodded.
The house she rented had two bedrooms and one living room, and was not very large, especially after adding Rong Jiuci.
Just as Murong Rong was about to find an excuse to avoid it, he heard Rong Jiuci ask: "Where is the design drawing? It hasn't been drawn yet? It seems that the information provided by Huo Xiaosi is not very accurate."
Murong Rong's cheeks suddenly turned red when she heard Rong Jiuci mentioning Huo Yanshen's phone call. She suddenly didn't dare to look at Rong Jiuci's clothes.
Rong Jiuci saw it and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips: "You can ask me this time."
Although the tone was extremely calm, Murong Rong found it very arousing, making people want to move.
"The painting has been finished. Mr. Rong, please take a look first." Murong Rong hurriedly handed over the painting folder.
Rong Jiuci was well aware of Murong Rong's little thoughts, but he did not embarrass her. He picked up the picture folder and started to look through it.
Murong Rong felt like she couldn't help but breathe lightly, and she was even more nervous than when she held her own personal fashion show before.
After a while, Rong Jiuci put down the painting folder in his hand and faced Murong Rong's anxious eyes: "So unsure of yourself?"
Murong Rong nodded: "Because the person I have to face is you."
After saying this sentence, Murong Rong suddenly realized that this sentence was very ambiguous.
She quickly explained: "I mean this is my first time designing clothes for men, so I'm a little unsure."
"It's still barely noticeable." Rong Jiuci handed her the album: "Just do this."
When Murong Rong heard Rong Jiuci's words, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
In fact, Murong Rong knew very well that the clothes she designed were not as good as those that Rong Jiuci often wore.
After all, all of Rong Jiuci's clothes are made by the world's top masters, so it's good that her designs can barely catch his eye.
"I will send it to Shiguang's clothing factory tomorrow and have it made by the best master in the factory."
"You made it yourself."
"But……"
Rong Jiuci turned to Murong Rong and said softly: "What's wrong? Are you having any difficulties?"
Murong Rong shook his head quickly: "No, there is no difficulty, I will make it myself for Mr. Rong."
Rong Jiuci was now satisfied. Just when he was about to say something else, Murong Rong's cell phone rang.
The caller was from an unknown number.
Murong Rong answered: "Hello, who is this?"
"Rong Rong, hello, it's me, Qin Yehan." Qin Yehan's magnetic voice came: "I'm sorry to call you so late and bother you. It's just that I had something to do today and was in a hurry, so I didn't have time to talk to you.
Speak well, I felt very sorry, so I couldn't help but ask Aunt Li for your mobile phone number. I hope you won't blame me for being abrupt."