What Ruan Qingyue said was true, but she still made Wan Qiu very happy.
Aunt Feng listened to the two people chatting, and the corners of her mouth raised a subtle arc.
"The clothes are made of good materials. It's summer soon. I want to make a custom-made cheongsam that is cooler. The best material is silky fabric that doesn't stick to the body. It should look like this one!"
Ruan Qingyue stood over and took a look, her face was as usual and her eyes were slightly cold.
"Aunt Feng, this is..."
"Are you sure you want to reject me?"
Before Ruan Qingyue finished speaking, Aunt Feng's rhetorical question came to Ruan Qingyue's eyes.
"I'm sure, this set was set by others. Although you are different from them, business is all about integrity. I can redesign a set of cheongsam for you, or you can design it yourself."
Ruan Qingyue conveniently took over the finished product design drawing from the list.
"Since you are so principled, I can't force you. Let's forget it today! I'm not interested anymore."
Aunt Feng stood up and walked out, but Wan Qiu did not stand up with her.
"You walk slowly."
After Ruan Qingyue said this, she took the design drawing and walked towards the counter.
There was no one in the store at the moment, and three girls were talking together at the counter.
"Look, you three, whose list this is."
Ruan Qingyue's face was gloomy, and the design was gently placed on the counter. The three girls instantly became serious. No one dared to speak, and they only looked at Ruan Qingyue nervously.
"Speak! Whose is this order, who handles it, and who handles it? Can't you even recognize the clothes that your customers have customized?"
Ruan Qingyue was about to get angry, when one of the girls with a ponytail stepped forward.
"It's my client. I put the design drawing in the folder of the client's customized clothes. I don't know how it ended up here."
The girl's explanation made Ruan Qingyue frown even deeper.
"Take it back and return it to your place. I want to know the result before leaving get off work. Come to me and explain the situation. If you don't tell me, then leave. I'm not offering you such a high salary to let you destroy my business."
Ruan Qingyue dropped these words and turned back to the reception room.
Aunt Feng has left, leaving only Wan Qiu sitting here, looking at the clothes list.
"Qingyue, I like this dress and I want to try it on."
Wan Qiu pointed to a picture and looked at Ruan Qingyue expectantly.
"Okay, I'll get it for you. Let's go inside and try it out."
Ruan Qingyue visually checked Wan Qiu's size, picked two sizes for her to try on, and the two of them chatted and started doing business.
At this moment, all the designers in the design company are working overtime to catch up with the progress.
The next batch of clothes to be launched has already left the factory, and new designs will be available in a few days. Summer clothes are naturally full of variety.
At the end of the day, all the scheming girls in the store had already come to see Ruan Qingyue. On the first day of business, some people were able to receive private orders, but for others, the results were not very good and they only sold a few.
I felt jealous after wearing a few clothes, so I wanted to scare people, but unexpectedly I met Ruan Qingyue by chance.
After dealing with this matter, Ruan Qingyue felt tired all over. She didn't want to eat when she got home. She just wanted to lie down. She was thinking about recruiting a store manager and taking care of herself for a while, so that these tasks can be handed over to others.
In the dead of night, Lianyin hobbled with a small bucket of red paint and poured it on the door of the store without mercy or waste.
Lian Yin looked at the dark red door in the night, the sigh in her heart finally came out, and she started writing on the glass with the paint on the ground.
All kinds of dirty words were written on it, and Ruan Qingyue was specifically named and cursed as the third party.
After doing this, Lian Yinzhong left comfortably.
The next morning, Ruan Qingyue was stunned before arriving at the store.
Why did my good store suddenly become like this?
"What's going on!"
Shen Chaochen helped send Ruan Qingyue new design drawings, and he saw this situation when he arrived.
"I don't know. It was fine yesterday. Let's call the police first! This is a downtown area. Even if someone comes in the middle of the night, they might be able to find out."
Ruan Qingyue looked at the red paint on the store and the abuse directed at her. She already had two candidates in mind, and now she was just waiting to see who they were.
In about an hour, comrades from the police station showed up to record the scene. This kind of thing not only affected Ruan Qingyue's business, causing chaos on the street, but also affected the appearance of the city.
Then Ruan Qingyue led the store's staff to clean up the paint outside the store, and even got some gasoline to clean up with the help of comrades from the police station.
After all these things were done, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone was exhausted and sweating, and they had to clean up everything.
"Okay, we won't open today, you all go back and rest!"
Ruan Qingyue sat at the door of the store, with the unpleasant smell of paint and gasoline still lingering in her nose. Her heart was filled with anger, but she couldn't confirm whether it was Lian Yin or Li Mei who did this.
The waiters all left. Ruan Qingyue rested for a while and started to walk out. After locking the door, Ruan Qingyue found a nearby restaurant to eat and replenish her strength. While eating, Ruan Qingyue saw a familiar figure through the window.
Why is Lian Yin here, limping, and why is her head covered in bruises and bruises?
Ruan Qingyue saw Lian Yin appearing here, and the balance of speculation in her heart began to tilt towards Lian Yin.
Lian Yin didn't leave, and Ruan Qingyue didn't leave either. She kept observing quietly in the dark. Finally, when the crowds were sparse, Ruan Qingyue saw with her own eyes that Lian Yin took out a small bottle of bad-quality smelly ink for writing calligraphy from her small handbag.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ruan Qingyue hurried over to stop it, but Lian Yin had already opened the bottle of ink and poured it towards the store.
"Lianyin, are you looking for death?"
Ruan Qingyue roared, and Lian Yin's hands shook in fright, and her own hands were stained with ink.
"Let me go."
When Lian Yin saw what had happened, all she wanted to do was escape. Ruan Qingyue would not let her leave so easily. She had just finished eating and thought she had eaten.
"What a beautiful idea, come with me."
Ruan Qingyue and Lian Yin were fighting, and the people around them in twos and threes were just watching the fun, and no one came to help.
"Let me go, let me go."
Lianyin's ankle was still hurting. She was not Ruan Qingyue's opponent originally, but now she was even more vulnerable.
Ruan Qingyue stopped talking now. She just used all her strength to pull Lianyin's arm and her back collar. No matter how hard Lianyin struggled, she was eventually taken to the police station by Ruan Qingyue. Both of them were He was in a mess all over, and the poor quality ink made him smell bad.
