The ex-wife is rebellious, which makes the CEO feel troubled

Chapter 318: I fell into her hands!

These days, Ning Xi and Ji Yunxu often go to the embroidery workshop, not for any other reason, just to look for inspiration with Rong Qingyun.

Time is short and the task is heavy. The sooner new models are launched, the more attention they can attract.

Rong Qingyun took various green fabrics and measured them against the two people, but no matter how he looked at them, he felt something was missing.

"Teacher Rong, what's wrong?" Ning Xi asked.

Rong Qingyun pondered for a moment and said, "I understand. Yuhe Yuhe means lotus flowers in the rain, so the color of the fabric should be lighter and more tender this time. Last time, we mainly displayed the branches and leaves of the lotus, this time, the focus will be on the flowers, so the base material must be selected carefully."

After listening to this, Ji Yunxu took out a piece of light and crisp green fabric from a pile of fabric samples and handed it over: "Teacher Rong, is this the feeling you want?"

Rong Qingyun's eyes lit up: "Yes, that's right. You guys are really good at finding materials!"

Ji Yunxu and Ning Xi smiled at each other.

These are the top-quality products that the two of them carefully selected after going to several fabric markets together and comparing them one by one in front of dozens of stalls.

Ning Xi was quite embarrassed: "Brother Yunxu, you are the one doing the experiments. It is really a waste of your talent to ask you to run the market with me."

"Every profession has its own tricks. It's a good thing to learn more. There's no such thing as wasting your talent." Ji Yunxu smiled gently and blinked his eyes.

It turned out that what he said was true.

Rong Qingyun found a complete piece of fabric according to the sample, and tried it on Ning Xi for a while. The basic material of the women's clothing was decided.

Last time she made a dignified and elegant long dress, Ning Xi suggested changing the style.

"To give customers something new, we can make it short or medium this time, no more than three centimeters below the knee."

Rong Qingyun nodded: "It's not difficult, we can try various styles."

Ning Xi was surprised at Rong Qingyun's high acceptance. After all, some older craftsmen have their own persistence and are unwilling to change their main style easily.

"Teacher Rong, your insights are very insightful. I feel like I can't help you in any way."

"Oh, stop praising me." Rong Qingyun waved her hand. "I am an old antique and I don't understand many things. I need you young people to help me."

Several people discussed it for an entire afternoon, making revisions and deliberating over it several times.

Finally, the first draft of the women's clothing was decided to be a waist-hugging top and a slightly puffy short skirt, which was completely different from the cheongsam designed last time.

Rong Qingyun drew a draft of the pattern and roughly sketched the pattern. When he finished all this, it was already sunset.

"Oh, it's already this late." Rong Qingyun greeted enthusiastically, "Come on, are you all free tonight? You've been tired all day, let's go to my house and I'll make you something delicious."

Her favorite thing is to entertain these apprentices with her skills.

Before leaving, several embroidery apprentices volunteered to stay and practice embroidery. Rong Qingyun reminded them, "Don't stay too late, and eat on time. The last one to go back, remember to lock the doors and windows."

The sky was getting darker and darker, and when the last ray of sunlight fell, it was already dark.

"Xiaoxue, you are the last one to leave today?" An embroiderer looked at the empty room. She and Jiang Xiaoxue were the only ones left.

"Well, I still don't understand how to embroider the dew on the petals to make them look shiny. You go back first and leave this to me." Jiang Xiaoxue didn't even raise her head.

"Then don't make it too late. I'm leaving first."

She embroidered with great concentration, stitch by stitch, with great care. After finally finishing the whole piece, she prepared to put away the things on the table.

Suddenly, an unexpected knock on the door interrupted her next move.

She thought it was the embroiderer who had just returned, so she opened the door and said, "Did you forget to bring your key again? It's always like this..."

Halfway through her words, she froze.

"Qiu, Qiu Ping? Why are you here?"

Song Qiuping looked at her with tears in her eyes: "I forgot to take a bracelet, and I want to come in to look for it."

"But..." Jiang Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment

"Okay, I'll leave after I get my things." Song Qiuping pleaded, "Please, Xiaoxue, that bracelet is very important to me."

Jiang Xiaoxue used to live in the same dormitory with her and was one of her few friends in the training class.

Song Qiuping also knew her habit of staying until the latest, and she also knew that she was soft-hearted and easy to fool.

Sure enough, Jiang Xiaoxue thought for a moment, then stepped aside and asked her to come in: "Okay, then hurry up."

"Xiaoxue, thank you!" Song Qiuping walked into the room with her, looked around, and found the ready-made clothes on the table.

This is the finished product that has not been shipped yet. Jiang Xiaoxue picked up a piece of clothing, folded it, and put it in a plastic bag.

This was originally supposed to be packed and sent for express delivery the next day, but Jiang Xiaoxue was hardworking. She would usually pack it up as soon as she saw it and call the courier to take it away that night. Everyone knew this habit of hers.

Song Qiuping rolled her eyes and took out a small, exquisite cake from her bag and handed it to her: "Xiaoxue, you must not have eaten yet? Here, take this to fill your stomach first, or you'll get a stomachache from hunger later."

Jiang Xiaoxue was indeed a little hungry. She took a look and found that it was her favorite strawberry flavor. She took a bite and couldn't help but sighed: "Qiuping, the teacher actually thinks highly of you. If you work hard, you won't have a future."

Song Qiuping sneered in her heart.

Future? Just working for Wen's Group for the rest of your life! That old woman is biased towards Zhang Xiaoxiao!

Her face was filled with regret. She sighed and said, "Alas, I took the wrong path. It's too late to regret now. I guess only you would say this to me."

Seeing her so lonely, Jiang Xiaoxue recalled the things they had experienced together and consoled her: "It doesn't matter. If you don't want to be here, you can go somewhere else to show your skills. For example... Ouch...!"

As she spoke, she suddenly covered her stomach in pain, and the empty cake packaging bag fell to the ground.

Song Qiuping seemed concerned and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Xiaoxue?"

Jiang Xiaoxue said with difficulty: "I...I may have to go to the toilet."

"Then go ahead," Song Qiuping advised, "I'll help you pack, don't worry about it."

The severe cramps made Jiang Xiaoxue ignore everything else and quickly ran to the bathroom. Song Qiuping looked at her running back, with a gleam in her eyes that she didn't hide.

She had given enough laxatives, so Jiang Xiaoxue wouldn't be able to come back for a while.

Song Qiuping immediately dialed the phone: "Hello? You can come in now."

She opened the door for the man herself, and the man pressed his hat: "Where is the monitoring room?"

Song Qiutong lowered her voice and said, "It's the last room on the left corridor. I'll leave it to you."

She returned to the room and opened the third drawer of the mahogany cabinet in the corner based on her memory.

Sure enough, Rong Qingyun's manuscript was here.

Because everyone in the training class is her family, she has no habit of locking the door.

Song Qiuping was secretly delighted. This time, the old woman was finally in her hands!