I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

Wen Wan ignored the arrogant woman in front of her. Her third senior sister had gone to park the car. There was no need to trouble her third senior sister to resolve this matter.

"What's your name?" Wen Wan asked with sharp eyes.

After hearing her question, the woman showed contempt in her eyes, as if she was looking at a monster.

"I said no photography is allowed here, don't you understand?"

She repeated it again.

At this time, Xiang Qing parked the car and walked into the studio carrying a Chanel bag. When the woman saw her, she felt like she had seen a savior.

"Miss Xiang, are you here to see the teacher? She hasn't been here recently and said she went back to her hometown." She explained to Xiang Qing very familiarly.

Xiang Qing showed a depressed expression, and then asked Wen Wan gently, "Did you get into trouble just now?"

Wen Wan shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Third Senior Sister, what's going on? When did Master have such a monster in his studio?"

She called Mrs. He "Master". After hearing this, the face of the woman in front of her changed drastically.

She found out that Mrs. He was interested in cultivating a successor to run the studio, but the person had not been announced at the time. She thought she had a chance to become a candidate. After all, I have worked diligently in this studio for several years. My works cannot be said to be very good, but they are not worse than those of my colleagues at the same time. If the person in front of me is the rumored owner of the leader in embroidery craftsmanship, then she will have no chance of succeeding the studio.

Her behavior just now was considered to have completely offended the other party. If she stayed, she would probably be scolded at work in the future.

"She is new here, and you dare to offend the treasure that my master holds in the palm of your hand. You are really capable." Xiang Qing made a series of explicit and implicit remarks to the ignorant designer.

The designer remained silent because she was afraid that if she spoke too much she would make a mistake.

"Third Senior Sister, take me to the workshop first. We can deal with other matters later." Wen Wan said.

Xiang Qing understood her thinking. If she did the "three things for new officials" when she first started working, her job would only become more and more difficult in the future.

This group of people have been together for many years, and their relationship is deeper than Wen Wan's.

Xiang Qing led Wen Wan forward, with the designer following closely behind them.

When Wen Wan pushed open the operating room, there was a man standing inside, wearing a white shirt, well-ironed suit pants, and black suspenders. It made his temperament even more extraordinary and outstanding.

"Don't you see I'm busy? Get out." The man cast a disgusted look at Wen Wen, ignoring the designer who was standing behind her and winking at him desperately.

Wen Wan glanced at the sample in his hand and frowned slightly, "There is an error in the front piece of your cutting. Looking at your design, this cheongsam should be longer in the back to look better and be more popular among some young women. .”

The female designer had not thought about this detail. After Wen Wan gave her opinions, she was immediately convinced.

This person deserves to be the successor of the teacher. Just a small data cut can change the effect of a set of clothes and the market audience.

The man put down the powder in his hand and raised his eyebrows coldly at Wen Wan, his gaze clearly showing disdain.

"The design drawings I made are satisfactory to the customer. That's enough. As for your opinion, it doesn't matter at all. You walked into the operation room rashly. Who brought you in? Get out quickly and don't hinder my work." The man rudely ordered Wen Wan to be kicked out.

Wen Wan was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, Xiang Qing wanted to speak, but she interrupted in time.

"From now on, I'm afraid I will have to stay in this place until my master comes back or she closes the studio." Wen Wan said calmly.

Her calm demeanor would be a very crazy thing for anyone.

Wen Wan's words were like a time bomb, causing the designers in the operation room to stop what they were doing.

"Why didn't the teacher come back to take us? Is it really okay for her to be so young?" someone was whispering.

Their words reached Wen Wan's ears, but she ignored them.

The designer stepped forward, and her attitude towards Wen Wan became extremely respectful, "We have a very interesting event."

The designer cleverly aroused Wen Wan's curiosity.

"What is it? Is it convenient for me to know?" she asked.

When the designer saw Wen Wan's "humbly asking questions", she couldn't help but sigh, maybe the teacher's suggestion was correct. This person's skills may not be as good as the teacher's, but the advantage is that she is willing to listen to everyone's voices.

"Every month, each of us will make a costume or doll that we want to make based on our own needs, as a display work. Let everyone comment on whose work is the best, and you can get an opportunity to participate in taking orders with the teacher." The designer moved out of a rule that has been passed down from previous years.

It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it, but in fact it gave Wen Wan a big blow.

Hearing this, Wen Wan shook his head and said, "From now on, your qualifications for selection will be cancelled."

Everyone's suppressed emotions immediately boiled over. Originally they had a wait-and-see attitude towards her, but now they didn't even want to see her.

"Why do you want to overturn the rules left by our teacher as soon as you come here? We don't accept it."

Someone stood up and shouted.

Wen Wan was not angry and looked calmly at the designer who was speaking in front of her.

"What I mean is that in the future, everyone will go out to negotiate business on their own, so is there any problem with canceling that qualification?" Wen Wan slapped the operating table. Thinking of He Lanchen's angry look, she immediately imitated, "A piece of clothing should be like this Are there multiple people? Besides, everyone has different skills and is responsible for different areas. We can’t let this matter delay everyone’s progress. So from now on, we will only work alone, without division of labor and cooperation.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the studio was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

In fact, Wen Wan's starting point was good.

Many famous designers treat unknown designers as servants, and those true chapters will not be taught at all. Instead of being overwhelmed by highly skilled designers, it is better for them to try to dig out another treasure of their own.

Only competition can drive benefits, otherwise they would not have a sense of crisis.

Wen Wan's proposal made many designers who were already famous become anxious and even thought she was a scourge.

"What you do will only bring down the studio's business." The man was dissatisfied with Wen Wan's idea.

None of the fledgling designers could do his auxiliary work, and he had plenty of time to follow up on other businesses.

"I still said what I said, it's a mule or a horse out for a walk." Wen Wan ignored the man's rage.

When she was with He Lanchen, she had already seen what a real bad temper was.

Wen Wan realized that she shouldn't think about He Lanchen. This was an extremely wrong thing.

He clearly came to Shanghai to start a new life, why did he become He Lanchen because of a designer?