521. Chapter 519 Gu Zhaza: My son is eight years old 6
In the coffee room, Sao Bao Huahua looked back and forth at Gu Shaocheng twice, looking at him from head to toe, then suddenly her eyes lit up, and she walked over with small steps and gave him
She rearranged her neckline, then curled up her lips and gave an alluring smile: "I have decided that this season's fashion will be based on my outfit. I will ask my elder brother to give it to me for free with the patterns and styles that my sister-in-law invented.
Become a model and advertise.”
Nan Baihao rolled his eyes at him: "I despise you!"
"Do you understand this is called making the best use of things?" Hua Hua Lan raised her fingers and looked at Gu Shaocheng flatteringly: "Brother, do you think so? How do I feel that my sister-in-law has the talent of a designer? Why don't she let her follow her?
Now that you have learned accounting, it would be great if you learn design from me, and you will be a famous designer in the future!"
"The clothes made by my woman are limited editions, and even imitations are not allowed to appear on the market."
One sentence killed Huahua's next idea in the cradle. He refused to accept it: "Then I will study the head office myself. Chenxing is still my apprentice. Half of the clothes are my credit. Anyway, this season's main product is this one."
OK, I’ve decided, and it’s useless for me to object.”
Who is Huahua? Hua is my chief designer, the one who leads fashion.
Even if you are wearing clothes that cost dozens of yuan a piece at a street stall, within a month this clothes will quickly become popular in the market and become the sales champion of this season. This is the difference between wearing a famous brand and creating a famous brand. The former
I will always be led by the latter, because the latter itself is a famous brand!
Huahua's slender fingers touched Gu Shaocheng's clothes. Gu Shaocheng curled her lips to let him study with envy. There were traces of enchantment in his eyes. This was the first set of clothes his woman had made for him, and she was still a virgin.
Virgo, that kind of mood cannot be understood by others.
Yan Fengchi had put away the sweater Chenxing knitted for him a long time ago to avoid the trouble that his elder brother would always cause him when he saw something was wrong. He didn't want to repeat the murder caused by a steamed bun.
Because, never underestimate a man’s jealousy, especially a man like Big Brother!
Challenging his temper is simply asking for death!
At this moment, a call came in. It was Bai Qingqing who answered the call. He said a few words and then cut off the call: "Okay, I understand. Bring him directly to Gu's house."
Bai Qingqing put away his cell phone and smiled as if it had nothing to do with him: "Brother, your son has been found by his subordinates and is on his way to the Gu family. Ah, brothers, do you think we should prepare a red envelope for him?
Our little nephew?"
Huahua and Nan Baihao immediately joked: "Okay, okay, how much money do you guarantee? You must not treat our little nephew badly, hahaha..."
Gu Shaocheng, who was originally in a good mood, turned dark: "My son is eight years old, why didn't I know?"
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The author has something to say: Let me tell you, I may take leave tomorrow, but I don’t know yet. The woman at home has given birth to a baby, and she is now hospitalized and waiting to give birth. I don’t know when the baby will be born, so I have to go to the hospital to keep watch, so I may not have time to update tomorrow.
, I will update if I can spare the time. If I can't spare the time, I will ask for leave tomorrow. Haha, understand my excitement to welcome the baby, bow and step aside.