I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

You know, the Shen family had no relevant experience in this area before, and naturally had no exclusive reserve of designers.

Shen Fu clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said with a firm gaze: "I see there are schools here that train this kind of talents, so we can definitely get some talents here. So why don't we be bold and hold a competition to recruit talents."

"In this way, we can not only select outstanding designers, but also create momentum for our brand and increase its visibility."

"Do you mean we should hold a fashion design competition?" Song Manman's eyes widened when she heard Shen Fu's words.

She had always known that the brothers of the Shen family were very creative, but she had never expected Shen Fu to be so bold and creative.

After a brief surprise, Song Manman quickly regained her composure.

I began to think carefully about the feasibility of Shen Fu's proposal. Holding a fashion design competition is undoubtedly a bold and challenging move.

But if handled properly, it may indeed bring new development opportunities to the company and even grab a piece of the Chinese fashion pie first.

"Shen Fu, your idea is very bold, but it is not impossible to succeed." Song Manman nodded slightly, her eyes showing her admiration for Shen Fu. "However, holding such a competition requires a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources. We must be fully prepared to ensure that every link is foolproof."

Shen Fu nodded solemnly and responded, "I understand, Mr. Song. I have made some preliminary plans, including budget, publicity plan, selection process, etc. But it still needs to be improved."

Song Manman took the preliminary plan handed over by Shen Fu and read it carefully. She raised her questions and suggestions while Shen Fu carefully recorded and answered them.

Listening to Song Manman's insights, Shen Fu couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He originally thought that it would be good enough if Song Manman did not oppose him, but he did not expect that Song Manman had so many ideas.

For Song Manman, hosting a fashion design competition was something she could not even imagine.

In her previous life, she had always been in a position to be chosen, always passively waiting for others' recognition and choice.

But now, the role has changed so much that she even has the power to choose others.

This strong contrast made her fall into a trance for a moment, as if she was in an unreal dream.

"This matter may be complicated. Let's put it aside for now. I will tell you about my other plans." Shen Fu's calm and magnetic voice suddenly pulled Song Manman back from her chaotic thoughts.

"Food is the main direction I plan to develop. Food is the primary need of people. Clothing, housing and transportation can be left aside, but food is the only thing that people cannot live without."

"I see that there are also businesses in this area at home. One is Uncle Tao's private restaurant, and the other is Aunt's slaughterhouse. I think we can join forces." As he spoke, he gestured with his hands. The arcs drawn by his hands in the air seemed to have outlined the blueprint for future development.

"Especially Auntie's slaughterhouse, which has a lot of usable space. Your current disposal method is a complete waste of the slaughterhouse."

There was a hint of urgency and regret in Shen Fu's tone, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a few shallow wrinkles appeared on his forehead.