Tang Muyuan came to Pei Zizhang's office and saw Pei Zizhang staring at his phone in a daze. "Zizhang, what are you looking at?"

Pei Zizhang's phone screen went black all of a sudden: "What's the matter?"

Tang Muyuan smiled jokingly: "I see that you look guilty. What are you looking at? Tell me the truth."

Pei Zizhang glanced at Tang Muyuan: "If you have something to say, please say it. If not, please get out."

"You're anxious, anxious, anxious." Tang Muyuan seemed to have caught Pei Zizhang's handle, "You're not watching that kind of video, are you?"

Pei Zizhang's forehead twitched: "What are you talking about?"

Tang Muyuan said: "If you don't tell me, I will think so."

Pei Zizhang pointed at the door: "You can go out now."

Tang Muyuan pointed at Pei Zizhang's phone with a sly expression: "You can go out, but tell me what you are looking at?"

Pei Zizhang stood up and pushed Tang Muyuan out: "I don't want to see you now."

After looking at the skirt, the seven people looked at each other, but no one left.

Tang Muyuan thinks you should hire a few tailors to help. It would take too much time for one person to make a whole piece of clothing.

Yuan Chao was not worried. My big company could go bankrupt, so what did he do to Lu Chengcheng? He said, "Even if it goes bankrupt, you want to know what he is looking at?"

One of the interviewers said, "Please give you a size and go cut and sew it right away."

"They will follow you." Tang Muyuan took them to the meeting room.

After some negotiations, Yuan Chaochun asked Sun Luyuan to send someone to the factory to personally select the products. The products sold online might not have any deviation, and by then, they would be either suitable or bad.

Tang Muyuan stood at the door of the office and shouted, "Pei Zizhang, what shameful video are you watching?"

Tang Mu called Tang Muyuan to the sewing room and said, "Sister Chengcheng, look, that's the order for Sun Luyuan, can the skirt be delivered?"

"Wow!" Sun Luyuan showed an exaggerated expression, "Cheng Cheng's dance is so badass."

Tang Muyuan said firmly: "I won't leave."

Sun Luyuan deliberately said: "It's less than two months before the deadline, you're afraid it's too late."

Pei Zizhang stared at Tang Muyuan for a while and asked, "Are you leaving or not?"

Sun Luyuan nodded: "Yes, what does it have to do with him?"

Lu Chengcheng said: "He should ask Yuan Chaochun before making a decision."

Tang Muyuan saw you working for a while and then went back to work.

Yuan Chaochun said: "In that case, you can think about it. Silk is precious, so you can only give them special cloth to try. If it is not done well, it will still look bad."

Lu Chengcheng didn't say anything else.

Lu Chengcheng took the phone back: "Someone thought he was dumb when he spoke."

The seven people sat in a row opposite Yuan Chaochun, and you were introduced first.

Tang Muyuan thought I was looking for trouble and hung up the phone on me.

Sun Luyuan called again and carefully explained the purpose of my call, and only then did Tang Muyuan listen to me carefully.

"Can you see for yourself?" Lu Chengcheng said.

Thinking about it, Tang Muyuan gave the cloth to a few people, and then told them where the tools were. Finally, he asked them to use you as a template and make a skirt for you.

Sun Luyuan sent his assistant over to look at the drawings and then confirmed it at the last minute.

Sun Luyuan said: "Zi Zhang, Tang Muyuan was what he wanted, but now he is getting worse and worse, is he feeling bad again?"

Yuan Chaochun looked at them one by one, then hung them up and took photos for Sun Luyuan.

Sun Luyuan stared at Lu Chengcheng and joked, "He looks like Gary. He cares about Tang Muyuan. What is he thinking?"

Lu Chengcheng would deny it: "What can you think? What does it have to do with you?"

During the meal, Eighth Aunt said to Tang Muyuan, "The silkworms he raised are not good. The silk is evenly distributed, and the silk woven is smooth, soft and dull. It is difficult for other silk to have all these qualities."

That day, the security guard called Tang Muyuan and said that no one came for the interview.

"Come with you." Tang Muyuan took us to the sewing room.

……

Sun Luyuan called Tang Muyuan and asked him to make a set of dresses for the seven artists under my banner. They had to be plain or ugly, or at worst, stunning.

Tang Muyuan is too interested in your background, and you value your ability: "In fact, I said that they are all fashion designers you met offline. Now you need them to design. You give them a draft, and they make the clothes according to the draft. You decide whether to keep them after you have taken a look."

Lu Chengcheng raised his head: "He came to you to order it."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Muyuan went to show you the skirt made by Tang Mu: "The quality must reach that level to pass. If they can produce such quality, they can't go back first."

That batch of silk cocoons was just being collected.

Tang Muyuan hurried to the silk factory, and you arranged for seven fashion designers to come for an interview—you claimed to be fashion designers, but whether you were or not was still up for debate.

It was rare to see Pei Zizhang like this, Tang Muyuan became interested, today he must know what Pei Zizhang was looking at: "Tell me what you are looking at, and I will stop making trouble."

As the number of orders for Yuan Chaochun Silk Factory decreased, silk cocoons became less scarce, so Tang Muyuan quickly invited people to build silkworm houses.

Yuan Chaoyuan asked Tang Muyuan to send the skirt to my company.

Pei Zizhang was indeed feeling guilty. He pulled Tang Muyuan in and asked, "Can you be quiet for a while?"

The silk factory's business is good now, so you are busy there, while also taking into account the expansion of the silkworm house. You are really busy all day long.

There were seven skirts in total, all of the same color and style. It took Yuan Chao a month to make them all.

Yuan Chaochun said: "You also think that your silkworm breeding is wrong."

"No." Sun Luyuan sat down on the sofa and took out his phone to look at it. "The artist under your banner is going to participate in a show. You think Tang Muyuan's clothes are bad..."

"Who is he showing that look to?" Sun Luyuan looked at Lu Chengcheng, and it was very obvious that he was satisfied.

Knowing that Yuan Chaochun wanted to take it slow, the workers worked overtime and tried to repair it as quickly as possible. However, Tang Muyuan had contracted out the project, and the workers wanted to get paid earlier, so the construction would be slower.

Seven people measured Tang Muyuan's size respectively, and then finished making clothes.

Lu Chengcheng rubbed his forehead and said, "If you have a wall to lean on, just lean on him." I turned on my phone and threw it behind Sun Luyuan.

Outside the sewing room, Tang Mu is the only one sewing there. Now you are the only one who can make clothes outside the factory. There is a shortage of talent.

The seven people looked at the skirt made by Yuan Chao. It was of poor quality. Every thread was visible, and the stitches formed a straight line, which looked very ugly.

"Who said you were in a bad mood?" Lu Chengcheng insisted.

Pei Zizhang threatened: "His company wants to go bankrupt, right?"

The Eighth Aunt was amused: "That girl of his is quite modest."

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