It's great that I can be reborn

Zhang Fan looked back from a distance, and said proactively: "My sister has already found a designer in Rongcheng, and you can start construction after the design drawing comes out, Uncle Bai."

Zhang Zhenzhen left after signing the contract yesterday, and told Zhang Fan's parents that she would go home to get the admission letter.

In fact, the admission notice was kept well in her backpack.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Zhenzhen returned to Guangming City from Rongcheng, and she was accompanied by a middle-aged man with long hair.

"Hi, my name is Wen Yanan."

Wen Yanan stretched out his right hand. In fact, the purpose of his trip was to meet Zhang Fan besides the field trip.

This shameless person who can say "as long as the change exceeds [-]% is not considered plagiarism".

Zhang Fan looked at the elegant man's fair and slender fingers, and then at his smooth black hair, but when his eyes shifted to the gentle middle-aged uncle's face, he immediately didn't want to hold this hand.

It's just that the other party is also well-known in the design circle of Rongcheng. This is what Zhu Lingyue boasted, and he came all the way from Rongcheng.

There is a saying: "It is such a pleasure to have friends come from afar."

So he had no choice but to hold Wen Yanan's hand with a smile, thinking that he would let go immediately after touching it.

Then his right hand couldn't get free.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Wen Yanan said with a smile while holding Zhang Fan's right hand tightly.

He had seen Zhang Fan's reluctance just now and kept it in his heart.

"This bastard must have misunderstood me in his heart."

At the same time, he also wanted to teach this brat who didn't pay attention to designers a lesson, and actually told him to take a camera directly to Uniqlo to take pictures.

Although Wen Yanan compromised in the end, he honestly agreed to only make slight changes on the basis of Uniqlo's design.

But this does not mean that he is bowing his head to those who do not respect art, but that he is temporarily bent over by money.

Fortunately, Wen Yanan quickly let go. After all, Zhang Fan is Zhang Zhenzhen's younger brother. If he doesn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, he will be the one who will suffer if he offends Party A.

After Zhang Fan let go of the elegant man, he immediately put his hands on his back. At this time, he was very speechless.

Usually he is the only one who eats other people's tofu, but today he was eaten by others, and he is still a greasy middle-aged man.

It's just that Zhang Fan thought about it a lot. Although his name sounds like a girl, and his back view also looks like a girl, he is indeed a gentleman.

The kids are in primary school.

As for why you dress up like this?

Just to make the client think he's an artist.

Those who engage in art these days are always so absurd and uninhibited.

Women are like men, and men are like women.

"Be sure to wash your hands for half an hour after you get home." Zhang Fan told himself in his heart that he was in a very bad mood right now.

But when he saw that Bai Shengchun, like himself, put his right hand on his back and rubbed his fingers vigorously, he felt a lot better.

At least now I'm not the only one being disgusted.

After Wen Yanan re-measured the various values ​​of the store, he started his design journey.

While looking at the photos of Uniqlo, I copied them, and at the same time, I didn’t forget to mix some of my own private goods in them.

Although plagiarism is the easiest and easiest job, when he really started designing, he still wanted to draw the picture in his mind.

As for Zhang Fan's previous words of "you only need to change [-]%", he has long since left it behind.

Of course, he also considered the way forward, if they disagree, then come up with plan B at that time.

Plan A is to sway your dreams.

Plan B is to deal with things and make money at the same time.

In the end, except for the layout of his design, which is copied from Uniqlo, there is basically no shadow of Uniqlo in other places.

Zhang Fan glanced at the computer screen, then at the photo, and couldn't help but roll his eyes at the elegant man. "You only keep three percent, right?"

The elegant man smiled embarrassingly. "Actually kept 30.00%."

He immediately explained it to himself. "Uniqlo has both male and female customers, and you are a women's store, so you can't copy it mechanically."

Zhang Zhenzhen also said at the side at this time: "Xiaofan, I think Teacher Wen's design looks better than the one in the photo."

Hearing what Zhang Zhenzhen said, Zhang Fan made a new comparison. Personally, he still prefers the simple and fresh style of Uniqlo, rather than the fashionable and luxurious style designed by elegant men.

"Is it because I'm a straight man, so I can't appreciate it?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan quickly hypnotized himself in his heart.

"You are an invincible, peerless, beautiful girl who overwhelms the country and the city."

After repeating this silently for 1 minute, Zhang Fan twisted an orchid finger and looked at Wen Yanan's design drawing again.

Not to mention, she really likes it a bit!

Zhang Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Fan's orchid fingers, and thought of that sky blue dress that was still quietly hanging in the closet in his room.

A very bold idea suddenly popped up in her mind.

"Could it be that Xiaofan lied to me? That skirt is not his little girlfriend's but his own. He doesn't want to be my brother, but my sister?"

Then she immediately shook her head a few times in denial.

"No, he's not this kind of person, otherwise why would Se Mimi peek at his chest?"

Zhang Fan still didn't know that he was acting on a whim, no, self-sacrifice for the sake of work made Zhang Zhenzhen fall into entanglement, to the point where he subconsciously nodded without even hearing his question clearly.

Zhang Zhenzhen thought carefully about the days she spent with Zhang Fan, and felt that he still wanted to be her younger brother.

After all, he didn't peek at himself once, nor twice, but countless.

"That's right, Xiao Fan must have imitated the elegant man just now, I have to keep them at a distance in the future, and I can't let him lead my Xiao Fan astray."

Seeing that Zhang Zhenzhen also agreed, Zhang Fan said to Wen Yanan, "That's it."

His words sounded like heavenly sounds to the elegant man.

"Whoever said that dreams can't be eaten, I have achieved it."

Bai Shengchun looked at the design drawing Zhang Fan gave him, and suddenly recalled the shoulder-length hair of the elegant man in his mind.

"No wonder he is the designer. My company designs something."

He is well-informed, but he can see the extraordinaryness of this design at a glance. Its reasonable use of space is comparable to that of the clothing store called Uniqlo in Rongcheng.

In Baixue Decoration Company, a young man with a crew cut was downloading interior design drawings from the Internet when he suddenly yawned.

"Hey, I don't know which beauty is thinking about me again?"

When they got home, Zhang Youwei, Lu Jing and Zhang Zhenzhen were sitting on the sofa waiting for the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games. Zhang Fan also followed them in front of the TV.

The opening ceremony of the 08 Beijing Olympic Games can be described as a classic, and Zhang Fan also wants to relive his feelings.

Suddenly he yawned twice in a row.

"Which two beauties are thinking of me?"

Zhang Fan muttered to himself while taking out his cell phone, waiting for something that already knew the result was boring.

Just the next second, his whole body and spirit tensed up.

I saw a message was received on both of his penguins.

"Zhang Fan, I'll wait for you at People's Square."

One message, one expectation.

Chapter 084 Running wild on the road to death

Although a celebrity once said: "Time is like water in a sponge, there will always be squeezes."

But the world only remembers his last sentence, but forgets his next sentence.

"If there is no water in the sponge, no matter how much you squeeze it, it won't come out."

Zhang Fan looked at the screen of his mobile phone, this time he didn't say that he was not free, because he was indeed free now.

People who are different from ordinary people who step on two boats will stagger the time.

Tell Jiang Lanqing here. "I'll be right there."

On the other side, she was replying a message to Bai Xue. "Tomorrow! I'm being forced by my mother to do my homework now."

Zhang Fan agreed wholeheartedly.

It's not that he doesn't want to be a time manager, but that some time cannot be staggered.

Just like the celebration of the Beijing Olympic Games held in People's Square, there is no such store after passing this street.

It's just that if you go alone, you will definitely be at a loss. At this time, you need to use wingmen. They can appropriately divert their attention, so as to play a role of cover, so that you can pull away.

Glancing at Zhang Zhenzhen who was concentrating on the TV screen, Zhang Fan wondered why she could watch an advertisement with such enthusiasm.

Instead of watching commercials at home, it's better to go out with yourself for a lap.

So Zhang Fan held the phone in his hand, turned his head and said to Zhang Zhenzhen: "Jiang Lanqing is waiting for us at People's Square, let's go there now."

Then he said to his mother Lu Jing: "Mom, my cousin and I won't be at home for dinner tonight."

"It sounds like you have eaten at home recently?" Lu Jing rolled her eyes, and waved her hand at Zhang Fan to drive him away.

"Hurry up, don't make Xiao Jiang wait too long."

Zhang Fan was very upset after seeing this scene.

Before Jiang Lanqing even got through the door, his own mother started turning her elbows outwards, and his son seemed to be charged for phone bills.

Fortunately, his father Zhang Youwei's words made Zhang Fan sure that he was indeed their son.

Zhang Youwei took out his wallet, took out a [-] note and handed it to Zhang Fan, and said at the same time, "You three are having fun, it should be quite lively over there tonight, and the city even specially invited people to sing."

Just when Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to take the money, Zhang Youwei put the money back into the wallet, and then put the wallet back into his pants pocket.

"Look at my memory. I forgot that you are not short of money now. When your mother helped you do the laundry the day before yesterday, you took more than 700 from your trouser pocket."

Zhang Fan withdrew his hand embarrassingly, pretending to be pitiful. "Dad, that's my last money, and it was confiscated by Mom."

Zhang Youwei glared at his son, and said angrily, "Stop acting for me, your cousin told me that you don't need money now, so I might as well keep the money to buy cigarettes."

"Huh?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, he had no idea that there was a traitor by his side.

Zhang Zhenzhen explained softly in the elevator: "I don't want my uncle to work so hard, just say that you made tens of thousands from selling clothes."

"My dad did he believe it?"

"Well, he thought we sold the clothes for only one or two yuan."

"Then they won't let me hand it over to the state treasury?" Zhang Fan found it inconceivable that this was not the father and mother he remembered.

Once upon a time, my pocket money was stuck tightly by them, and the restrictions were not relaxed until after graduating from university and working.

"Maybe I think you are sensible and won't spend money recklessly." Zhang Zhenzhen pushed Zhang Fan's shoulder and walked out of the elevator.

Zhang Fan looked up at the moon, thinking that what Zhang Zhenzhen said was reasonable.

Because Zhu Lingyue sent the elegant man back to Rongcheng, Zhang Fan took advantage of the opportunity to give her a few days off to spend more time with his daughter, so today he took a taxi again after a long absence.

After getting in the car, send a message to Jiang Lanqing first. "I'm already in a taxi and I'll be there soon."

Send Bai Xue another message. "It's not easy to take a car tonight. I'll walk here now."

Finally, open the penguin colony in Class [-]. "Me and Wang Can also want Bai Xue to attend the Olympic celebrations in People's Square. Do you want to sign up? I treat you."

Chen Hong, who was the most active in the class group on weekdays, was the first to respond.

"Zhang Fan, you are No.1 in our class in this final exam, so it's time to bleed."

She and Wang Yan didn't deal with each other either, probably because of the woman's jealousy.

Wang Yan looked at Chen Hong's message, pressed her fingers on the phone keyboard, deleted and deleted, and finally sent four words. "Add me one."

For Zhang Fan who snatched her No.1, Wang Yan found that she was not as sad as she imagined.