The CV boss's work is exquisite and cute

"You want to buy the copyright?"

Lin Pengyue was very surprised when he received the call, and if he listened carefully, he could still find that there was an unobvious anger lurking in his tone.

"Well, don't worry, I will pay you a lot of money, and I won't let you suffer."

"Mengmeng, who do you think I am!"

A roar came from Lin Pengyue's anger, and the high volume was transmitted to Ruan Mengmeng's ears through the phone, which made her hold the phone away from her ears in a hurry.

"Mengmeng, who do you think I am? We are friends. If you want to use the copyright, you can use it. What kind of money are you raising? Could it be that you don't regard me, Lin Pengyue, as a friend?"

It was because of this!
Ruan Mengmeng finally came to her senses, and lowered her head in shame, "No, of course we are friends! I'm sorry Ayue, I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay for me to forgive you. You can make good use of the design draft I gave you and design an excellent dress. I will look forward to it."

Finding that her words were listened to by her, Lin Pengyue smiled happily on the other side. He pretended to be angry, and said so deliberately in order to let Mengmeng accept the design draft he sent over with peace of mind.

"Okay! Don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Wanting to authorize, Ruan Mengmeng hung up the phone and went back to the office, looked at the design draft belonging to Lin Pengyue spread out on the table, and while the inspiration was still there, quickly wrote down the ideas born in his mind.

Everything happened within 10 minutes, she ran out like a gust of wind, and then came back like a gust of wind, Bai Yuqing and Qi Yaai in the office looked at each other, it was rare to see the same look in each other's eyes.

"Mengmeng, you have figured out a way, right?"

Fearing that the loud voice would disturb her, Bai Yuqing asked in a soft voice.

Ruan Mengmeng, who was leaning on the table and drawing hard, didn't even raise her head, only responding with an "um" when she had time.

Qi Ya'ai involuntarily moved closer to her, and looked at her design manuscript curiously. She, who had never been in contact with fashion design, was a little bit attracted by the miraculous scene.

"Is this by design?"

Asking in her heart, she bent down and got closer.

Designers use their brushes to slowly draw a new scene on the blank paper. After their efforts, the blank paper is no longer blank paper, as if it has been given life.

"Hey Ruan..."

"Shh-"

Just as Qi Ya'ai was about to say something to Ruan Mengmeng, Bai Yuqing beside her raised her right index finger to her lips, warning her not to speak too loudly.

"When Mengmeng is designing, we'd better keep quiet."

Bai Yuqing explained that it was nothing more than that the designer had to devote himself to the creation. Qi Yaai nodded to express her understanding, and waited for Ruan Mengmeng to complete the design draft before speaking again.

Appearing on her face was a tiled drawing of a costume design draft full of whimsy. Looking at this draft, Qi Yaai couldn't help admiring: "Ruan Mengmeng, I must admit that you are very talented in design!"

Even if she didn't like Ruan Mengmeng, she couldn't help but praise her.

"Thank you!"

It is undoubtedly a great encouragement for Ruan Mengmeng to be recognized for the works he designed with his heart, or the recognition of people who have never been in contact with animation.

"You're welcome."

Ruan Mengmeng with a bright smile made Qi Yaai feel "this child is not so annoying" for a moment. At least from her, she saw the advantages of being shining.

"That's right! I'm going to send this design draft to a friend!"

After sharing the joy of her creation with Bai Yuqing and Qi Yaai, Ruan Meng dreamed of the guy who handed her the design draft incorporating Chinese painting elements——Lin Pengyue.

"This design draft also has his share of credit, I should show him the finished draft!"

Ruan Mengmeng, who has always been an activist, used the scanner in the office to scan the artwork into the computer, edited it into an email, and sent it to the private mailbox that Lin Pengyue told her about.

During working hours, Lin Pengyue is also busy in his own studio, logging in his personal mailbox and work mailbox on his computer at the same time.

When an email arrives, two distinct system beeps will sound.

"Drip-drip-"

The reminder sounded belonging to the private mailbox, Lin Pengyue put down the paintbrush in his hand, held the mouse, and clicked on his private mailbox to check the latest mail he received.

After he finished reading, the smile that was always on the corner of his mouth involuntarily expanded, "I never thought that Mengmeng would come up with such a great design draft so quickly!"

After reading the design draft sent by Ruan Mengmeng, he logged on to his social software and chatted with Ruan Mengmeng who had just added it not long ago.

"Mengmeng, congratulations! You have successfully designed such a perfect costume design draft!"

"It's also thanks to your help that I can design it."

When sending the message, Ruan Mengmeng took a special look at Qi Ya'ai, and the last thing she didn't say was "Of course, thank you, Qi Ya'ai."

"Thank you, I just provided you with some elements. The real draft is your own idea, so the main contributor is yourself."

Even if he couldn't see her, Lin Pengyue could still imagine what kind of expression she had at this time, she must be smiling very happily, right?

It is the same as when he draws a favorite work.

"By the way, Mengmeng, since you have designed such a good costume design draft, why don't we celebrate it? You can invite your friends to come together."

A long string of text jumped onto the chat dialog box on the computer screen. Looking at the content he sent, Ruan Mengmeng was grateful, but did not accept it.

"No, wait until next time, thank you for your kindness this time."

She has her own concerns.

"Hey? Why are you rejecting him?"

Just when she typed the text of refusal and was about to send it, Qi Yaai, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly spoke out.

"You finally designed such a good manuscript, isn't it worth celebrating? Let me tell you, let's have a dinner party and invite some friends like you over."

Qi Ya'ai squeezed behind her, and continued on her own initiative, "It's not good for you to be dead all day long, young people must have young children."

Following Ruan Mengmeng until now, she can be regarded as understanding one thing, this Ruan Mengmeng seems lively and cheerful, but she is very backward in social activities.

She has been with her for less than half a day, and she feels bored and boring, and has been watching her work, doing nothing.

"Having a party? It's not necessary, is it?"

Ruan Mengmeng still wanted to refuse, but Qi Yaai, who couldn't see it, poked the silent Bai Yuqing with her arm, and signaled her with her eyes.

"I said Bai Yuqing, do you want to see your friend become an old man? He doesn't look like a young man at all, he is lifeless."

"You're right."

After receiving the signal from her eyes, Bai Yuqing quickly finished her consideration and decided to support her.Gave her a reassuring look, turned to Ruan Mengmeng and said, "Mengmeng, I think Qi Yaai is right."