Ruohua's message was indeed a photo, but not the kind of beautiful picture Li Qianfan wanted.
It was design drafts for three Hanfu styles.
"Huh?"
Li Qianfan's eyes widened immediately.
He really hadn't expected Ruohua to actually send him designs and effect renderings of Hanfu.
Although Li Qianfan's skill in fashion design was only slightly better than Old Su's, his aesthetic and appraisal eye had rapidly improved due to his all-night study of Hanfu during this period.
At a glance, he could see the unique ingenuity of these three Hanfu styles.
They far surpassed the three styles that Ye Tianjiao had spent a fortune to buy from the Tianmei Design Institute.
He quickly sent Ruohua a message: "Who designed these?"
No reply.
It seemed Ruohua, the big boss, was still asleep.
Li Qianfan didn't rush to ask again. He hastily finished washing up and went to the sofa outside, opening his laptop.
He wanted to use specialized "anti-plagiarism" software to verify if the three Hanfu styles Ruohua sent him were actually from someone else.
However, Li Qianfan felt this was unlikely.
Because during this period, he had seen countless Hanfu design drafts online, almost to the point of nausea.
Yet, he had never seen anything like these three Hanfu styles.
None.
The specialized anti-plagiarism software clearly told Li Qianfan that there was a 99% probability that these three Hanfu styles were original works.
"Could it be that Ruohua really designed these three Hanfu styles himself?"
As Li Qianfan murmured this to himself, his phone screen lit up.
Ruohua replied: "Of course, I designed them myself."
Li Qianfan replied: "What nonsense are you talking about? You, a hairy man, can design such elegant Hanfu?"
"Believe it or not."
Ruohua replied: "You can use the anti-plagiarism software on your computer to verify them carefully, and the truth will be revealed."
Li Qianfan replied: "I've already verified them."
Ruohua asked: "What was the result?"
Li Qianfan countered with a question: "Did you really design them yourself?"
Ruohua replied: "With our close relationship, do I need to lie to you? Besides, you've already verified it yourself, why are you asking such foolish questions? Do you think a big man like me can't design women's clothing? Do you know that more than half of the world's top fashion designers are men?"
Ruohua was right.
Some even say that the best-selling women's lingerie is also designed by men.
Because men understand better than women what kind of clothes make women look most beautiful.
Li Qianfan laughed heartily: "So you finally admit you're a big hairy man."
Ruohua replied: "You're too sharp, kid. I couldn't even deceive you."
"Anyone who can deceive me is still in the womb."
Li Qianfan said proudly, "Oh, how do you know how to design women's clothing?"
Ruohua replied: "Talent."
Alright.
That answer was too powerful.
Li Qianfan asked earnestly: "I want to buy these three design drafts. Can you sell them to me?"
"They're yours. We're close buddies, aren't we?"
Ruohua said generously: "If you need more, I'll design a few more for you today. I guarantee they'll be ones not yet on the market, and they'll be a series."
Holy crap!
He could design a few more today?
Li Qianfan was truly astonished.
He quickly typed: "That would be great. But I can't just take them for free. Name your price. If you don't name a price, I absolutely won't take them."
Even though he and Ruohua were close buddies.
They were both often crude on WeChat, discussing women's matters without reservation.
But when it came to money and interests, Li Qianfan had to be serious.
He wouldn't do anything that involved unfairly taking advantage of others' labor.
Everything had to be done according to proper business models, with prices agreed upon and contracts signed to avoid future complications.
Ruohua remained non-committal about Li Qianfan's seriousness.
He followed Li Qianfan's lead: "Alright, then give me a hundred yuan per piece. When I design four more for you today, making a total of seven in a series, you give me seven hundred yuan. If you pretend to refuse again, it means you don't consider me a brother! Let's call it quits and never contact each other again."
Oh boy.
Li Qianfan couldn't stand this kind of threat!
He quickly transferred seven hundred yuan, using the chat log as a "contract."
Li Qianfan asked: "Does this series have a name?"
"Of course."
Ruohua replied: "Dream Series."
Dream Series?
The name was so-so, but acceptable.
"Your name is Qianfan, right?"
Ruohua said: "The first one will be called 'Fan Meng' (Sail Dream)."
Fan Meng?
Hmm.
That was a good name. Adding "Fan" immediately made it seem much more upscale!
"As the designer of the Dream Series, I should also have one named after me."
Ruohua added: "My online name is Yun Shen (Deep Cloud), so let's take the character 'Yun', and call it 'Yun Meng' (Cloud Dream)."
Yun Meng?
That was also acceptable, and quite spiritual.
Li Qianfan replied with an ok gesture.
The third one was named "Fu Meng" (Overturn Dream), the fourth "Yu Meng" (Rain Dream), the fifth "Dai Meng" (Dark Dream), the sixth "Qie Meng" (Timid Dream), and the seventh "Fei Meng" (Fly Dream).
"Turning clouds and rain with you flying?"
Li Qianfan instantly understood the meaning of the Dream Series.
He chuckled and murmured to himself: "Damn, Ruohua isn't just a hairy big boss, he's also exceptionally subtly suggestive."
However, thinking that he could understand the true meaning of the Dream Series at a glance, Li Qianfan's old face also blushed.
It turned out that he and Ruohua were birds of a feather!
Both were subtly suggestive guys—
"Alright, I won't chat with you anymore. I need to go design the other few pieces."
As Ruohua said goodbye, another beautiful picture instantly flew over.
It was still the moonlit picture that could make one wet the bed.
"Simply shameless!"
Li Qianfan admired it for a full three minutes before deleting it with a righteous demeanor.
Then he opened Mo Hongti's message.
"Little brother, I'll find someone to help you design the Hanfu styles you like. Awaiting good news."
Compared to Ruohua, Mo Hongti, who used to often send pictures to flirt with him, now never sent any pictures.
This left Li Qianfan feeling a bit empty—
It was better to be photographed by boss!
Not only did she say she would rack her brains to help him find unique Hanfu styles, but she also included a leg photo.
There was also an abstract drawing done with lipstick on it.
Li Qianfan, with his pure mind, couldn't understand it.
Chu Yazhi was very serious. After receiving Li Qianfan's "request," she designed a Hanfu overnight.
Putting aside how the Hanfu style was, what was the meaning of embroidering a "colorful ghost hanging itself" pattern on the back?
If it were actually produced—
Wait!
Li Qianfan thought for a moment: "Many young people nowadays print a skull on their vests to look cool. Then, what about embroidering a colorful ghost hanging itself on the back of Hanfu? Hanfu is pure white and clean, while the colorful ghost is evil and ugly. When two extremes collide, will it create an unexpected visual impact?"
Regardless, he could see that Chu Yazhi had put in effort.
At least she was much more serious than boss!
She deserved praise.
Li Qianfan typed: "Zhizhi, the creativity is good."
Instant reply: "Thank you for your praise, Master! When will you come to see Zhizhi's dog? I have a surprise prepared for you, I hope you'll like it."
A surprise?
What surprise could you give me?
Li Qianfan pouted and replied: "I'll come when I have time."
He closed the chat window and began to carefully examine the Dream Series again.
The door opened.
Su Ziyu stood at the doorway: "Little husband, come feed Nai Nai."
"Okay, coming right away."
Li Qianfan said without looking up.
In the dining room.
Old Su already knew that the three Hanfu styles Li Qianfan had "designed" had clashed with other people's designs, and he was also feeling down.
But after he sat down, he put on a fatherly face and advised Li Qianfan to let go of his mental burden, start fresh, and strive to design new works with soul within the limited time.
"Tch!"
Li Qianfan scoffed and said, "Dad, it's just designing a few Hanfu styles. It's no big deal for me."
Old Su chuckled: "Son-in-law, you can brag to me."
Lan Mu Hou glared: "How dare you look down on Qianfan?"
Old Su quickly cupped his hands—
Li Qianfan opened his phone and placed it on the table: "Here. Dad, let me show you my work from last night and this morning."
My goodness!
You actually came up with new works?
Old Su was very shocked and quickly picked up the phone to look closely.
Ning Xiaolan and her mother also leaned in.
Li Qianfan picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly.
Hmm.
The steamed buns this morning tasted very good.
My wife's taste in choosing breakfast has gotten better and better.
It's just that the rice porridge, which had been simmered for a long time, still had the rice grains and water separated, which needed improvement.
Li Qianfan muttered inwardly, his peripheral vision glancing at Old Su and the others.
The three of them had nothing to do with "fashion design."
However, their aesthetic taste was very normal.
At a glance, they could see that the effect renderings of these three Hanfu styles were far superior to the three from last night!
Old Su was full of emotion and gave Li Qianfan a thumbs-up: "Son-in-law, this is the first time your father has discovered something you're better at than me!"
Ning Xiaolan said joyfully: "My son-in-law is skilled in both civil and martial arts, truly a dragon among men."
His older wife, with a blush on her face, quickly pecked Li Qianfan's cheek with her jelly-like lips in front of her parents: "Little husband, you're the best!"
Hahaha—
Seeing Old Su, who was stuffed with dog food by his silly daughter, looking uncomfortable, Li Qianfan silently laughed to himself with his head held high.
As a result, he forgot that he still had half a yolk in his mouth that he hadn't swallowed.
He almost choked to death—
Startled, Lan Mu Hou quickly patted his back and angrily kicked her silly daughter's butt.
Sigh.
How could one not love such a simple life?
Eight in the morning.
Su Ziyu drove her little BMW, accompanied by Li Qianfan, speeding towards the provincial capital.
The wheels rolled, the left hand fluttered.
Safe journey—
Four in the afternoon.
Su Ziyu had not only signed the documents, but Li Qianfan had also completed the registration procedures for the exhibiting company at the exhibition.
Everything went smoothly.
It was time to return. His older wife said she was a bit thirsty.
Li Qianfan immediately responded solicitously that he had plenty of saliva he could provide for free.
The result was that he rubbed his red-tinged waist and obediently went to the small supermarket across the road to buy water.
Su Ziyu's phone rang.
It was a college classmate: "My beautiful Yu, you said yesterday that you were coming to the provincial capital to sign and would find me. Why didn't you?"
Su Ziyu paused, then remembered that yesterday she had contacted an old college friend (the classmate's father was in the urban construction department).
However, Su Ziyu's signing today went very smoothly, and her heart was entirely focused on Li Qianfan, so she had forgotten about it.
"I'm so sorry, Wei Wan."
Su Ziyu quickly apologized: "I was so busy I actually forgot to ask for your help. It went very smoothly, and it's already done."
She paused.
Then she asked: "Wei Wan, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner."
Although Wei Wan hadn't helped, Su Ziyu had called her, and the other person had already prepared to help.
So, it was natural for Su Ziyu to invite her to dinner to express her sincerest gratitude.
"How long has it been since we graduated from college? Tonight, you must be free even if you're not!"
Wei Wan laughed: "I'll host tonight. I'll invite a few sisters. Oh, why don't you come to my company first and wait for me to get off work?"
"Okay, no problem."
Su Ziyu hesitated for a moment and asked: "Wei Wan, which company are you working for now?"
"Tiandong Ziyan Technology!"
Wei Wan said with some pride: "Currently, I'm the deputy supervisor of the development department. I'll send you the location. I await the arrival of the beautiful Yu."
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Meeting Bai Ziyan, five chapters today, the weather is affecting my mood.