Rebirth in 1980: I pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and marry the chief

Xiao Beiqi looked at the time. It was almost eight o'clock. He had just bought breakfast half an hour ago. If he didn't eat it now, it would get cold.

"What are you doing!"

Tang Zheng was a little impatient. Xiao Beiqi was stunned. He didn't offend this girl, right?

"Eat, if you don't eat, you can't let the child starve."

Tang Zheng sighed and sat down at the dining table. Xiao Beiqi had already set the table for her.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Tang Zheng frowning, Xiao Beiqi became a little cautious.

Tang Zheng sighed, took a bite of the bun, and told the story.

Xiao Beiqi didn't expect that he would have to make the clothes himself for this competition.

"Or forget it."

Ever since Xiao Beiqi met Tang Zheng, he had never seen her do needlework. She might not even be able to do simple sewing and mending, let alone make clothes. How was that possible?

Tang Zheng quickly shook his head: "That won't do. We have already agreed to compete with him. I can't give in."

Xiao Beiqi: "...Then I'll find a tailor for you?"

Tang Zheng shook her head. She was not used to getting along with strangers.

"What should I do?"

Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment: "Well, I'll call Lu Junyi first and ask him to come to the Magic City as soon as possible."

It’s not that Tang Zheng doesn’t trust other tailors. He might feel more comfortable if he cooperates with Lu Junyi, which would save him a lot of trouble.

Xiao Beiqi kindly reminded: "The railway to the Magic City has not been repaired yet, and even if the train is fine, two days and two nights is too late, right?"

Tang Zheng sighed: "Then, we can only ask him to fly here from Shen City."

Air tickets are extremely expensive these days, and Tang Zheng felt a little distressed.

After dinner, Tang Zheng went to see Director Wei again.

I didn't expect that Director Jiang was also there.

Tang Zheng quickly greeted Director Jiang: "Uncle Jiang, long time no see. Are you feeling well recently?"

As soon as Director Jiang saw Tang Zheng, his face turned bad: "Xiao Tang, you've been in the Magic City for such a long time, and you've been to the garment factory twice, why didn't you come to see me?"

Tang Zheng quickly smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang, I have been thinking about visiting you for a long time. I have to participate in the competition and time is tight. I thought I would visit you after the competition."

Director Jiang snorted, "In your eyes, Director Wei is still the first. The first person you came to see when you arrived in the Magic City!"

Director Wei was drinking tea and watching the fun on the side, with no intention of speaking for Tang Zheng at all. In this situation, whatever he said would be inappropriate.

Just when Director Wei was feeling proud, Tang Zheng quickly shook his head: "No, no, when I first arrived in the Magic City, the first person I went to see was Ms. Yi."

Director Wei felt a little disappointed and scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

Director Jiang was a little surprised: "Ms. Yi, which Ms. Yi?"

Tang Zheng: "She's a very famous one, a financial planner. I heard that all the rich people in your Magic City look for her to manage their finances."

Director Jiang and Director Wei both stood up in shock.

"What did you do there?"

Tang Zheng chuckled twice: "Just dealing with some personal matters."

Director Jiang snorted coldly, unwilling to pay attention to Tang Zheng. He stood up and said, "Okay, I'm leaving. You guys can chat."

Director Wei quickly said, "Brother, don't forget to be a judge in the competition in a few days!"

Director Jiang suddenly thought of something and looked at Tang Zheng: "You can make clothes?"

Tang Zhen chuckled twice: "No."

Director Wei was a little anxious: "Xiao Tang, I wholeheartedly recommended you to participate in the fashion competition in Magic City. How can you say such a thing at this time?"

Tang Zheng spread his hands: "I can't do it anyway. I didn't say I could do it at the beginning, did I?"

Director Wei was angry and anxious: "Then, then are we still going to have this competition?"

Tang Zheng nodded: "Of course."

Director Jiang, who had stood up, sat down again, waiting to watch the fun: "Since you want to participate in the competition, you can't make clothes, isn't this a joke?"

Tang Zheng was confident: "Fashion design is about design, tailors are about craftsmanship. I can't make clothes, but I can design them."

Director Jiang pondered for a moment and said, "What you said seems to make some sense..."

Director Wei rubbed his nose and asked Tang Zheng, "What brought you here today?"

Tang Zheng said: "Just pick a few pieces of cloth."

Director Wei: "You don't know how to make clothes, so hand in the design drawings and I'll let someone else make them. But if the designers participating in the competition are dissatisfied with this, you'll have to explain it to them yourself."

Tang Zheng: "There's no need to explain to them. If there really is any misunderstanding, I can explain it to the judges."

Director Jiang, who is about to become a judge, said: "...Well, I may have to go on a business trip at that time..."

He really didn't want to speak up for Tang Zheng, but apart from Director Wei, Tang Zheng was the one he knew best. If he were to ask him to speak for Tang Zheng, wouldn't that be a bit partial?

Director Wei frowned: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Tang Zheng seemed to have guessed something and said to Director Jiang: "Don't worry, Uncle Jiang, I won't cause you any trouble."

Director Jiang smiled and said, "Why should I worry? I know Xiao Tang very well."

It is unclear whether this statement was intended to praise Tang Zheng or to scold him.

Tang Zheng didn't want to stay any longer so he said, "Then you guys can chat while I go pick out some materials for making clothes."

Director Wei nodded, called someone, and took Tang Zheng to pick out fabrics.

Tang Zheng picked a lot of fabrics, but each piece of fabric was only the size of a palm.

Ella had heard that Tang Zheng was here again, so she deliberately met Tang Zheng by chance.

She saw that the scraps of cloth in Tang Zheng's hand were all wet, and couldn't help but sneer: "Are you going to make a patchwork quilt?"

Tang Zheng said calmly: "What I do is my business."

Ella sneered: "I'm just curious, can you make clothes? Don't let your hands get pierced by unfinished clothes."

Tang Zheng pulled the corner of his mouth: "Then you don't have to worry about it."

After she finished speaking, she tidied up the fabric and was about to leave.

Ella suddenly blocked her way: "I want to ask you something."

Tang Zheng looked puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Ella: "Jingshi Mingjia, do you know?"

That day, when Ella saw Xiao Beiqi's face, she felt it looked very familiar. She thought she was just dazzled, but after returning home, she found the newspaper with Ming Jue's photo. She was almost certain that the person she saw in Director Wei's office yesterday was Ming Jue.

Tang Zheng probably guessed what Ella was thinking, and just said: "I don't really understand."

Ella didn't mean to ask Tang Zheng to leave. She asked again, "So, do you know Ming Jue?"

Tang Zheng smiled and said, "What if I know him? What if I don't know him?"

Ella frowned slightly. Did she mean that they knew each other?