President, give me back my body!

Under Ruan Yu's suspicious gaze, Lu Qing turned his head and shouted towards the door: "Come in."

The footsteps approached, and when she saw someone coming, Ruan Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, and she exclaimed, "Old Qiao?"

Mr. Qiao is a master in the fashion design industry, and is a design consultant for various high-end clothing brands.Before retiring, he was the queen designer of many countries such as M country and Y country.

How did such a famous person come to the Ruan family?
"You are Mr. Ruan?" Old Qiao said with a smile.

"Old Qiao, you can just call me Xiao Ruan." Ruan Yu smiled quickly, "Please sit down."

"Xiao Ruan, I heard that you have set up a design charity and are planning to hold a catwalk show." Old Qiao sat down and asked softly.

Ruan Yu nodded, and said somewhat anxiously: "Yes, the initial purpose of Huazhuang Public Welfare was to fight against plagiarism, but with the support from above, it has grown bigger and bigger. Now it has recruited more than 100 cooperative groups at home and abroad."

She paused, then continued, "As for this catwalk show, it's my impulse. I think if we want to do it, we should make it bigger and show our Huaguo's design to the world."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Mr. Qiao anxiously.

When Ruan Yu was a student, she had heard of Mr. Qiao's name.Outsiders describe him, in addition to being talented, vicious, and fashion sense, there are also evaluations such as being serious and low-key, and acting steadily.

As the president of a group that has just been revived from the dead, and at the same time one of the founders of the newly established charity, he seems to be in a good position, but in fact he is not standing firmly on his feet, but he still wants to hold a large-scale catwalk on the spur of the moment.This sounds like whimsical, downright nonsense.

Sensing Ruan Yu's emotions, Qiao Lao said cheerfully, "Don't be nervous, I'm here to ask you for something."

"Old Joe, tell me."

"Although I have retired, I have not forgotten the knowledge about design. I saw the design theme of this catwalk today, and my hands were itchy."

Ruan Yu's eyes widened, "Mr. Qiao, you don't want to participate, do you?"

It's like a god who has cultivated for thousands of years came to the world, completely uncompetitive.

"The design industry should be handed over to young people. I am old and can't draw anymore." Qiao Lao laughed loudly, and then said seriously, "I wonder if there are still judges for this show?"

As if in a dream, Ruan Yu blinked, secretly pinched her thigh fiercely, the pain was so painful that she almost burst into tears.

Not dreaming!
She was ecstatic, and hurriedly said: "Need! Very short! Mr. Qiao, it would be really great if you could come!"

Lu Qing was also touched by her smile, and immediately said: "Not only Mr. Qiao, but many other people are also interested."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Lao took out a few letters from his arms, "This is a letter of recommendation written by my old friends, and I want to be a judge."

Maybe he was afraid that Ruan Yu would be under pressure, so Old Qiao comforted him: "Girl, you should read the letter first. If you fail, you don't need to give anyone face, just reject it."

Ruan Yu's heart was warm, and after she nodded, she and Wu Kai looked at it seriously.

In the end, among more than 20 self-recommendation letters, they settled on six people.

After everything was arranged, they posted the complete list of the show, process, prizes and the first design selection on the Internet five days later.

First, I introduced the source and purpose of the catwalk show, and then thanked the partners and sponsors. Later, Aite has invested in more than 60 companies, almost all of which are listed groups.Read on, there is a huge jury, there are seven people, all of whom are real masters in the design industry.

The prizes are very attractive, such as designs for the mother of the country, designs for the royal princess of country F, millions of prizes and so on.But this reward mechanism is not single and rigid, but allows award winners to be selected in order from high to low, so as to fully meet the dreams of the participants.

As soon as the lineup came out, netizens were stunned, and the company and design team, who were still waiting to see, suddenly sighed.

While the applicants were delighted, they immediately began to prepare the first round of design drawings.

In order to prevent cheating, anonymous codes are used throughout the show, and all artworks are submitted to the website, and then distributed to the judges in random order, and netizens are allowed to vote at the same time.

In order to specialize, the former accounted for 70.00% of the results, and the latter accounted for 30.00%.At the same time, the most advanced monitoring equipment is used on the cloud to prevent contestants from swiping tickets.

Due to the large number of contestants and designers who are already well-known and have their own brands, Ruan Yu is happy for the success of the show, but at the same time, she can't wait to devote herself to designing 24 hours a day.

When Song Huaijin dangled in front of Ruan Yu for the 20th time this evening, but was ignored by her, the man finally couldn't help it.

He stepped forward, and a huge shadow fell on the table.

Ruan Yu noticed that the light was dim, and without raising her head, she directly took the design draft, got up and sat on the other side.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, the shadow continued to follow, accompanied by the man's annoyed voice, "Ruan Yu, take a good look, what time is it now."

Ruan Yu replied vaguely, "We'll see later."

Song Huaijin sighed and reached out to take the design draft away, which caught her attention.

"what time is it now."

Ruan Yu rubbed her sore eyes, looked at her phone, and was startled, "It's already two o'clock in the morning? Why don't I feel it?"

As she spoke, she looked up at Song Huaijin again with surprise in her eyes, "You've been waiting for me?"

"No, I can't sleep." Song Huaijin coughed awkwardly twice, then changed the subject, "You didn't eat this afternoon, are you hungry?"

Ruan Yu rubbed her stomach, only then did she realize that her stomach was empty.Seeing this, Song Huaijin turned around and left the study, and came in with a bowl of egg noodles after a while.

The aroma of the noodles came to Ruan Yu's nostrils, and Ruan Yu's cravings were immediately aroused, and she couldn't wait to fill her stomach.

Song Huaijin looked at her greedy cat-like expression, chuckled lightly and said, "It's too late now, you can't eat greasy food, let's just fill your stomach."

While talking, he put away Ruan Yu's design drafts and brushes again and again, and said lightly: "Go to sleep after eating, no more drawing."

"I can't, I..." Ruan Yu shouted anxiously, met his black eyes, suddenly stopped talking, pouted her lips and muttered, "Okay, I'll see it tomorrow."

A smile flashed across Song Huaijin's face, and he explained: "It's still half a month before the first round of screening, I think you've already finished the first draft, don't worry, otherwise the loss outweighs the gain."

Knowing that he was thinking of herself, Ruan Yu stopped rebutting.

Unexpectedly, when she was sleeping, she always tossed and turned, and couldn't help thinking about the drawing in her mind.

The man beside him was breathing steadily, and his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

Ruan Yu's heart skipped a beat, she got up quietly, and turned the handle with her back bent.

"Where are you going?" Song Huaijin's flat voice rang out in the darkness, and Ruan Yu stood up straight in a jerk.

Her eyes wandered wildly, not daring to look at the man, "I, I have a stomachache, and I want to go to the bathroom."

Song Huaijin raised her eyebrows, and said nonchalantly, "I'll accompany you."

"Ah?" Ruan Yu's eyes widened. Seeing Song Huaijin getting up and walking, she quickly shook her head, climbed onto the bed and said, "No, no, I won't go."

How could she have a stomachache? She was clearly obsessed with ghosts just now, and wanted to see the design drawings!

"Does your stomach hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's very good!"

Ruan Yu lay down obediently, and after a while put her warm hand on her lower abdomen and rubbed it gently.

In the darkness, a helpless sigh came from the man.