Chapter 287
When he arrived at the troublemaker's clothing store, Xia Zhinan frowned slightly and watched the clothes he had spent a lot of effort to design were thrown to the ground. The whole clothing store was in a mess. The shopping guide in the front stood in the corner with a gray black face and looked coldly at it. Xia Zhinan suddenly felt depressed and her whole face suddenly got bad. She opened her legs and walked into the store, Squatting down and picking up a dress, he asked in a calm voice, "what happened?"
Xia Zhinan's temper was not good at all. We can see from her performance in Yishui garden six years ago. She has always been angry, but now she has more men and gradually stabilized her impatience in her heart.
The man's temper also sank a lot. Even if he was angry, he wouldn't work against her blindly. When they had an insight into each other's temperament, they knew tolerance and compromise.
Yes, tolerance, compromise.
If you don't love, how can you tolerate compromise?
Xia Zhinan thought of Lord Lu Li and breathed out heavily. His heart was much broader.
There's no need to be angry. At first glance, someone designed it behind her back to make her angry and upset. She just can't do what that person wants.
That man... Xia Zhinan can probably guess who it is.
Xia Tong has been calming down a lot recently. Now she's back in the Jianghu and doesn't have to fight with her.
Maybe "Nanfeng" studio can make progress and grow after such a thing.
Recently, the "Nanfeng" studio has developed too smoothly. Xia knows that Nandu is about to put down his vigilance and ease down.
How can a newly established new studio, which has not yet taken a firm foothold in the market, allow her to bury herself in her paintings every day?
Impossible and impractical.
Xia Zhinan gently frowned and bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground one by one. The shopping guides still stood aside coldly, didn't help or speak, and Xia Zhinan ignored it. He squatted down and picked them up silently.
Although the charges for these clothes are not high after they are put into the market, they are all civilian and affordable, but each piece is designed by her stroke by stroke, and each piece is made by the studio.
She is distressed.
This is the trendy rise and fall of a professional fashion designer.
It is discontent, grievance and loneliness.
He was quietly cleaning up with his head down. He suddenly felt that a person squatted down beside him. It was Guo Kai.
Xia Zhinan raised his head and glanced at him faintly. The man just raised his head and suddenly intertwined with Xia Zhinan's eyes, but he left consciously for a long time.
Xia Zhinan took back her sight and stood up with the clothes on her hands. The man also stood up. She said "thank you" faintly
"Clothing is the painstaking efforts of designers. They don't know how to respect the labor achievements of others. These employees are not qualified to stay here and let people see jokes for nothing."
The man's voice is not big or small, but it just spreads in the whole small clothing store.
Xia Zhinan's mind moved. As soon as he looked up, a shopping guide behind him understood the irony in the man's words. He was immediately dissatisfied and said, "these clothes use poisonous fabrics! These things will kill people! Such unscrupulous designers and unscrupulous enterprises still want us to respect? It's funny!"
"Say I use poisonous fabric. What's the evidence?"
Xia Zhinan suddenly turned his head and looked at the little shopping guide who had just spoken. His voice was low and his eyes were sharp. The little girl trembled.
Xia Zhinan's temper was not good at all. We can see from her performance in Yishui garden six years ago. She has always been angry, but now she has more men and gradually stabilized her impatience in her heart.
The man's temper also sank a lot. Even if he was angry, he wouldn't work against her blindly. When they had an insight into each other's temperament, they knew tolerance and compromise.
Yes, tolerance, compromise.
If you don't love, how can you tolerate compromise?
Xia Zhinan thought of Lord Lu Li and breathed out heavily. His heart was much broader.
There's no need to be angry. At first glance, someone designed it behind her back to make her angry and upset. She just can't do what that person wants.
That man... Xia Zhinan can probably guess who it is.
Xia Tong has been calming down a lot recently. Now she's back in the Jianghu and doesn't have to fight with her.
Maybe "Nanfeng" studio can make progress and grow after such a thing.
Recently, the "Nanfeng" studio has developed too smoothly. Xia knows that Nandu is about to put down his vigilance and ease down.
How can a newly established new studio, which has not yet taken a firm foothold in the market, allow her to bury herself in her paintings every day?
Impossible and impractical.
Xia Zhinan gently frowned and bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground one by one. The shopping guides still stood aside coldly, didn't help or speak, and Xia Zhinan ignored it. He squatted down and picked them up silently.
Although the charges for these clothes are not high after they are put into the market, they are all civilian and affordable, but each piece is designed by her stroke by stroke, and each piece is made by the studio.
She is distressed.
This is the trendy rise and fall of a professional fashion designer.
It is discontent, grievance and loneliness.
He was quietly cleaning up with his head down. He suddenly felt that a person squatted down beside him. It was Guo Kai.
Xia Zhinan raised his head and glanced at him faintly. The man just raised his head and suddenly intertwined with Xia Zhinan's eyes, but he left consciously for a long time.
Xia Zhinan took back her sight and stood up with the clothes on her hands. The man also stood up. She said "thank you" faintly
"Clothing is the painstaking efforts of designers. They don't know how to respect the labor achievements of others. These employees are not qualified to stay here and let people see jokes for nothing."
The man's voice is not big or small, but it just spreads in the whole small clothing store.
Xia Zhinan's mind moved. As soon as he looked up, a shopping guide behind him understood the irony in the man's words. He was immediately dissatisfied and said, "these clothes use poisonous fabrics! These things will kill people! Such unscrupulous designers and unscrupulous enterprises still want us to respect? It's funny!"
"Say I use poisonous fabric. What's the evidence?"
Xia Zhinan suddenly turned his head and looked at the little shopping guide who had just spoken. His voice was low and his eyes were sharp. The little girl trembled.