Revenge of the Reborn Boss

Song Huailan felt like she was burning.

He was not a good bird in the first place, and he could even be regarded as vengeful. When he was a dastardly boy, he used his bare hands to rely on the ruthlessness that was not afraid of death.Being able to stand out from the crowd also depends on his desperate aura.Originally, he didn't think about revenge until he saw Wen Ruoxi's new love.

He really couldn't bear it, that he was actually killed for this reason.For a mistress who didn't know when to appear, he not only put on a green hat, but also lost his life.

Unforgivable, Wen Ruoxi and Wen Renxi, the instigators, could not forgive. When he came back with revenge, he absolutely couldn't let them live in peace, but he didn't even know where his dead body was.

Song Huailan's plan is actually very simple, return the body in the way of others, how they play with themselves, how to play back.The only thing she didn't have confidence in was making Wen Ruoxi fall in love with her.

If he had a way, he could have made him fall in love with him ten years ago, instead of killing him with an outsider.What a big problem, what should I do?

Song Huailan looked in the mirror several times, and thought of Wen Ruoxi's current man.At most, it's just a slender figure, and it's all about dressing tastefully... It's not impossible for the current body to reach that level. (Hey, it must be difficult.)

It's okay, Song Huailan secretly made up his mind to take care of Chi Town's thin body.

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Yihui is a well-known clothing design company. Its "scenery" and "inspiration" are the two most popular brands in various shopping malls.However, these two brands are aimed at domestic middle and high-level people, and the real famous brand at home and abroad is the "time" that Wen Ruoxi also participated in the design.

Right now is the time for the release of "time" autumn clothes, and everyone is busy checking the finished product repeatedly and modifying various details.Song Huailan almost squeezed into the Yihui Building, he didn't expect that this place would be more lively than the street.Everyone's face was flushed, some rushed while grabbing the drawings, and some looked at the clothes repeatedly.What's more, the people here are all dressed in uniforms, and the generous and fashionable design makes him look silly in just a T-shirt and jeans.

"Hey, do you have eyes? Don't bump into my things." Song Huailan yelled angrily. These people didn't even read when they were walking, and several of them bumped into him back and forth, almost knocking off the booklet in their hands.

"What do you do?" Song Huailan was suddenly grabbed by the collar, and was wrung to the door like a chicken.Song Huailan managed to get close to the elevator, but this time all previous efforts were wasted.

"Are you courting death?" He tugged at his collar, turned around and cursed loudly.

The other party was a security guard who was close to two meters away, holding an electric baton and staring at him unkindly.Song Huailan is very knowledgeable about current affairs, he is not stupid enough to compete with this big man.

"I'm here to find someone." He confidently showed the album in his hand.The security guard looked him up and down for a while, and finally let him go.Damn it, let him squeeze through again.

By the time he reached the eighth floor, he was already dripping with sweat.Fluffy hair lying softly on his forehead, coupled with an overly childish appearance, made him look like a rogue student.

A member of Yihui kindly pulled him aside and said, "You are an intern, right? Don't go wrong. That's Designer Wen's office."

"No, I want to ask... Do you recruit apprentices here?" Song Huailan looked at Wen Ruoxi's office sideways with a thick face, while holding on to the kind-hearted person.

"Apprentice? You should go to %...%..."

After glancing over, Song Huailan didn't hear what others said.Inside the glass door, Wen Ruoxi grasped the drawing and explained it to the two of them, pointing at the sleeves with her long whip.After a while, he took out another button, as if saying that this one is suitable.

The person on the left said something, and the three of them suddenly laughed happily. Wen Ruoxi's eyes were curved like crescent moons, and his beauty moved his heart.

Song Huailan suddenly felt a big void in his heart. This was a world he could not break into. In Wen Ruoxi's heart, she was always strong and stubborn to push herself out of the door.

Song Huailan was stunned, not noticing that the enthusiastic employee had already pushed him out of a door. "Come on." The employee made an incomprehensible gesture to him, and then ran away at high speed.

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A teenager who looked malnourished, holding a stack of pencil drafts, declared whimsically that he would enter Yihui as an apprentice.The people who received him were all dumbfounded. Except for his remarkable painting skills, he didn't smell any fashion sense behind this young man, and even the coat he wore was washed faintly white. If such a person enters the clothes Didn't Hui smash his own brand?

"Please, little brother. Just go home and watch TV, this place is not for you."

Song Huailan knew how immature he looked now. He remembered that he recognized people in the same way before, so he couldn't help but decide that he would never judge a person by his age and appearance in the future.

"I'm 21 years old. I'm not a little brother. I'm serious about coming in to study. Please think about it." Song Huailan clenched his fists. He watched the man's face change from surprise to disdain, but he could only restrain himself. Don't be angry, yourself, don't throw your fist at that unsightly face.

"Hehe, no matter how old you are, you won't be considered. Who do you think you are, Yihui is not something that cats and dogs can enter." The man also lost his patience, folded his hands on his chest, and said firmly impatient.

Song Huailan tilted her head. Fortunately, Wen Ruoxi's design studio is not far from here.

"I'm sorry to trouble you for so long." Song Huailan smiled, looking very honest. The man was about to wave him away when he heard another sentence, "But for a person like you, it doesn't matter if you waste a little time. I am afraid that Yihui will go bankrupt sooner or later if I want to engage in design.”

What!The man was shocked.

Walking out of the man's office, Song Huailan laughed loudly.

Walking around a corner is Wen Ruoxi's design studio.Song Huailan took a deep breath outside the door, thinking about what to say.At this moment, those two people had disappeared, and Wen Ruoxi was fiddling with a few pieces of silk in front of a fake model, and the extremely light brilliance on the silk flowed quickly between the movements of her hands.

"Touch, touch..." Song Huailan raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Wen Ruoxi was wearing a small sewing bag, and with three strokes, she fixed the fabric on the model's shoulders.

Song Huailan didn't speak, but quietly waited aside.It took almost half an hour before Wen Ruoxi turned around.Seeing that it was a stranger, he smiled apologetically: "What can I do for you?"

"Hello, my name is... Chi Township. I want to be an apprentice in Yihui, can you be my teacher?" Song Huailan stepped forward and handed him a stack of manuscripts.All kinds of clothes are all he has spent time and effort looking for online these days, although there is only a little bit of personal creativity.

"Do you think you can enter Yihui with just a few things you brought from the Internet?" Wen Ruoxi looked at the manuscript with a headache, if she could only plagiarize, how could such a person enter.

Song Huailan was very sure, and he said with certainty: "I'm just an outsider, and I can't show what's in my head for the time being, but that doesn't mean I can't. My attitude towards fashion design is very clear, that is—— Blind enthusiasm is not enough, there is plenty of inspiration and perseverance. I can do it, trust me."

Wen Ruoxi raised her eyebrows, obviously moved by that sentence.

Of course, Song Huailan thought proudly: Wen Ruoxi said this sentence many years ago, and now he said it again.It must have resonated with Wen Ruoxi's heart.

"Designing is not something that can be done with passion and persistence. Talent is talent. It doesn't matter whether the painting is good or not, as long as everyone likes it, do you understand?" Wen Ruoxi handed the stack of manuscripts to Song Huailan .

Song Huailan didn't expect Wen Ruoxi to say this, after ten years, has he become not only his appearance, but also his mind?That's right, he reminded himself that the person in front of him is a murderer, and he can stand in the sun without care after killing someone. This kind of person is no longer the Wen Ruoxi he was thinking of.

"Am I really not good?" Song Huailan still didn't give up, he couldn't give up such a good opportunity to get close to him.

"No, you can." Wen Ruoxi thought for a while, took out a booklet from the drawer, and said, "This is a waste manuscript, if you can make it have the ability to see the light of day, then leave it here."

Song Huailan nodded.

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