True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

That's a blueprint for a dress.

Even with matching jewelry.

Tiaras, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, plus rings.

It looks a lot cumbersome, but it doesn't make people feel cumbersome.

Zhong Zhiwan's eyes were glued to this piece of paper.

She had never seen such perfect blueprints.

Although she has not graduated from high school, she has attended many banquets.

Every time she chooses a dress, she has to choose matching jewelry. Sometimes it is difficult to choose jewelry because of the color and style of the dress.

Even if there is only a slight error in the choice, it will appear nondescript.

Zhong Zhiwan also studied design.

After all, Feicui Zhai is the primary industry of the Zhong Group. She will join the Zhong Group in the future. She cannot convince the public if she does not understand design.

So she can see that the design of this blueprint is perfect.

Even the patterns on the dress are exquisitely drawn.

If you can really make such a dress, it will definitely cause a sensation in the design world.

It should be that Zhong's Group is going to invite a new spokesperson for Feicui Zhai, and it has found a picture drawn by the designer.

There were many designers in the past, and Zhong Zhiwan also watched it, but none of the paintings were as good as this one, and even the fur was hard to come by.

But it was such a perfect design draft that it was lost like this.

But Zhong Zhiwan could understand.

The better the designer, the better.

If a stroke is not good, it will be scrapped and repeated.

However, Zhong Zhiwan has no interest in this design draft. She is still in school, and the matter of Feicui Zhai has nothing to do with her.

She just looked at it, and then withdrew her gaze.

After greeting Mr. Zhong again, Zhong Zhiwan walked out carrying the garbage bag and threw it in the big trash can outside the iron gate.

She went back and continued her studies, and in the yard, she happened to meet Mu Chenzhou who came back from outside.

In the past few days, Mu Chenzhou has been leaving early and returning late, and he did not let her follow him. He didn't know what he was doing.

Zhong Zhiwan guessed that it should be related to the imperial capital.

Mu Chenzhou was thinking about things all the time, and he didn't see Zhong Zhiwan.

He frowned, clearly having a problem.

"Shen Zhou, what's the matter with you?" Zhong Zhiwan knew that this was a good time for a relationship, and said hello, "Did something happen?"

"Ah, Zhiwan." Only then did Mu Chenzhou wake up from his own thoughts, and he was mild to Zhong Zhiwan, so he casually said, "There is a clothing design company at my mother's house, and something happened. Son, there are no suitable blueprints."

He didn't say much and went into the villa.

Mu Chenzhou has lived in Zhong's house for almost a month. According to Mrs. Zhong's instructions, Zhong Zhiwan already knew a lot of things about the imperial capital.

Although Mu Chenzhou's mother, Mrs. Mu, was incomparable with the Mu family, she was not inferior.

Huaguo's clothing industry ranked 13th, and it was opened by Mrs. Mu's family.

It's just that Mrs. Mu's family didn't focus on this clothing design company, and more on electronic products.

design diagram?

Zhong Zhiwan suddenly thought of the scrap manuscript she saw just now, and her heart pounded.

She ran back again, and she breathed a sigh of relief after she dug out the design draft in the big trash can outside.

If it is abandoned, it proves that it is not necessary.

She uses it, it's fine.

An abandoned manuscript, in exchange for the attention of the Mu family, is very worthwhile.

Anyway, it is also a designer invited by the Zhong Group, and it is their own.

When the time comes, she will tell Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhong will not blame her.

**

in the room.

"Hey, Mom, I have also contacted the designers here in Shanghai, but they are still not qualified." Mu Chenzhou sighed, "It's not like you don't know how insightful the professors at the Royal Academy of Art in O Continent are. high."

"Nothing new, let alone winning the prize, you can't even enter the column in the preliminary round."

Mrs. Mu naturally knew: "It's not easy to find here in the imperial capital. Those top designers have already been invited away. Forget it, let's take a look. If it really doesn't work, we can only not participate."

The Royal Academy of Arts in Continental O is not just a university, it is also the world's art palace.

Many international competitions are organized by the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O.

Including the costume design competition this time.

If they can win the competition, their company can also emerge.

They have also participated in the previous sessions, but they have all stopped in the finals.

But this time the competition is the most special, because this time there is no theme, so designers can create at will.

Instead, it's more difficult.

"There are still a few days, I'll look for it again." Mu Chenzhou said, "Mom, don't just pay attention to those top designers, go to the small shop and see, maybe you will meet them."

Mrs. Mu didn't think that she could find a designer in this way, and she didn't nod her head.

After Mu Chenzhou hung up the phone, he thought about it for a while, and prepared to call a nobleman he knew abroad.

The door was knocked at this moment.

He put down his phone and turned his head: "The door is unlocked, come in."

Zhong Zhiwan walked in cautiously: "Shen Zhou, didn't I bother you?"

"No." Although he was very irritable, his good self-cultivation kept Mu Chenzhou from losing his temper, "Is there something wrong?"

"I heard what you said just now that there is no suitable design." Zhong Zhiwan put his hand behind his back, squeezed the paper tightly, hesitated for a long time, and then handed it over, "What do you think of this?"

Mu Chenzhou had no hope at first, so he just took a look.

Seeing this, his eyes stopped.

He immediately took this design draft and looked at it for three minutes before he raised his head, his tone couldn't hide his excitement: "Which designer drew this?"

Zhong Zhiwan didn't expect his reaction to be so drastic, and pinched his fingers again, very uneasy: "Why, I just have nothing to do, I just painted."

"Did you paint?" Mu Chenzhou's expression became serious, remembering that Zhong Zhiwan had the foundation of traditional Chinese painting.

In this set of design drawings, some Chinese painting materials are also used.

Mu Chenzhou couldn't help but exclaimed: "Zhi Wan, then you are really a genius."

At such a young age, he was so talented in design.

"It's nothing." Zhong Zhiwan smiled, "I'm just seeing you in a hurry to see if I can help you. It's good if I can."

"Yes, that's great." Mu Chenzhou said, picked up the phone, "I'll tell my mother."

With blueprints in hand, making clothing is much easier.

**

Chuguang Media, Shanghai Branch.

After throwing away ten scraps, Ying Zijin finally drew a design that she was quite satisfied with.

She had only learned oil painting from Chino Feng before, but she had never been involved in costume design.

There are four outfits in this design.

Two skirt suits, two trouser suits.

It is a pure oriental style and looks very novel.

The female secretary picked up the design draft and looked at it, and suddenly said, "Boss, did you design this with the four mythical beasts?"

"Yeah." Ying Zijin turned on the computer, "From left to right, Suzaku, Xuanwu, Qinglong, Baihu."

"It's amazing." The female secretary exclaimed, "This theme has been used by many designers, but it's not as good as your painting, boss."

Just looking at this design, she seemed to have seen what the four mythical beasts in ancient Chinese mythology looked like.

Comparing the design drawings sent by the company below, it seems a little insufficient.

The female secretary touched her head: "Boss, why did you remember to design the clothes yourself?"

"rich."

"..."

The female secretary was stunned.

Then she took out the document and looked at the awards of the competition.

First place, one million dollars.

But for designers, the money in the awards is not the most important thing, the important thing is the popularity and the invitation of major brands in the future.

The female secretary was puzzled: "Boss, our company is not poor, but rather rich. Why do you have to do it yourself for a million dollars?"

Ying Zijin raised his head and asked quite earnestly, "Some people think how much money is there?"

Female secretary: "..."

Not really.

She wished the banknotes would bury her.

"Then I'll ask the branch to rush to make these four sets of clothing." The female secretary nodded, "The materials will be of the highest quality, and I have to order diamonds."

To win the first place in the fashion design competition held by the Royal Academy of Arts in O Continent, it is not enough to have design drawings.

The design concept, idea and the model who finally walks the stage are indispensable.

"Boss, this pattern is pretty nice." The female secretary noticed that each outfit has a pattern, some on the cuffs and some on the neckline, "but I don't understand, what does it mean?"

Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are quite sharp."

She took a red marker from the side and traced the patterns on the paper.

With the red outline, the female secretary could see it clearly.

She hesitated for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "Is this a 'charm'?"