My domestic idol

What Ji Qiang left Cen Ruo was a stagnant life.

What Ji Qiang showed to others was a happy daily life.

Comparing the two, Cen Ruo felt a hidden unhappiness in his heart.

But after a closer look, isn't it normal for Moments to block ex-girlfriends?

Oh no, in Ji Qiang's eyes, do the two of them break up?

Cen Ruo stared at the screenshot of Moments sent by Selena, and did not speak for a long time.

Selena was so blessed that she sent a message very spiritually: [Editor-in-Chief, I will send you screenshots whenever Qiangqiang posts in Moments? 】

Can't agree.

Otherwise, Selena will know now that the circle of friends we see is different.

Cen Ruo: [Yes. 】

Cen Ruo: [OK. 】

After Chen Xingzhi was admitted to the intensive care unit once, his physical condition became even more delicate, and he had to stay in that glass enclosure for most of the time, neither coming out nor going in for visits.

Chen Xingzhi became more and more prone to fatigue, 24 hours a day, the total time of waking up did not know if there were four hours.

Now that Xu Ansheng has decided to break with the Xu family, he resolutely stopped all economic and personal contacts.She said she wanted to start her own business.

She never went back to Xu's house, but lived in Chen Xingzhi's house.Except for the clothes that Cen Ruo lent her to take to America, Xu Ansheng didn't bring any other clothes with her, so she had to use Chen Xingzhi's.

Xu Ansheng's posture and small movements are more and more similar to the previous Chen Xingzhi.Sometimes when Cen Ruo glanced over suddenly and saw the familiar style of clothing and standing posture, he would think it was Chen Xingzhi standing there.

Cen Ruo left the job in a hurry - mainly because, in terms of career, she and Xu Ansheng were too tightly bound.Xu Ansheng broke up with Xu Guoqiang. Xu Guoqiang's suppression is one aspect, and the company's factional dispute is another aspect.

It can be said that at this stage, if Cen Ruo does not have Xu Ansheng to take care of him, he will lose the prospect of developing in Difeng.

It's better to get out early and set up another door.

For Xu Ansheng and Cen Ruo to start their own businesses, the choice of industry is very important.It is necessary to be different from Difeng's business, but also to be able to use the professional knowledge and contacts accumulated in the past few years.

After thinking about it, Cen Ruo unexpectedly asked Fang Xiuwen out for dinner.

The Fang family has little connection with the Xu family, but they have enough capital to fight against each other.And Fang Xiuwen tipped off several times, maybe he would be willing to help them.

After Fang Xiuwen received the call, he immediately set the time and place.

After ordering, he paused again and asked Cen Ruo: "Can you still afford to eat here? Do you want to change places?"

Cen Ruo was surprised: "Didn't you book the seats on your own before, how do you learn to ask others now?"

Fang Xiuwen said: "You asked me to do something, shouldn't you invite me to dinner? There is no sincerity at all, let's not waste time."

Cen Ruo said: "Then let's go here. In order to please the donor's father, this investment should be made."

Cen Ruo, Xu Ansheng and Fang Xiuwen sat at the same table, this situation is really delicate.

Fang Xiuwen said: "Tell me, your plan."

Xu Ansheng didn't sleep much in the past two days - on the one hand, she had to think about starting a business, and on the other hand, she had to take care of Chen Xingzhi.

Chen Xingzhi looked for Xu Ansheng everywhere after waking up like a child.If you can't find it, you will show a particularly insecure and fragile expression.

The doctor said that we should try our best to ensure that Chen Xingzhi's mood is stable.

So Xu Ansheng didn't dare to slack off, and she handed over to Cen Ruo anyone who didn't need her to meet in person.And she nestled in the corridor of the hospital, staring at the computer day and night without stopping.

However, Chen Xingzhi woke up at irregular times, sometimes in the morning and sometimes late at night.

Xu Ansheng ordered a cup of coffee and sat quietly without speaking.

Cen Ruo spoke in her place and said, "We want to make clothes."

Fang Xiuwen paused and said, "Clothes?"

Cen Ruo said: "Yes. We have a keen sense of fashion, rich experience in related industries, and extensive contacts. We..."

"Stop, stop!" Fang Xiuwen interrupted them impatiently, and said, "It's okay to fool others like this, but it's not okay to fool me. Get to the point."

Cen Ruo said: "The point is, I met a few young designers who were depressed before, and I think they can be popular. There is a non-employment agreement. After we leave Difeng, we can't continue to make magazines, and we can't waste the past few years. accumulation. So we decided to invest in aesthetics and make fashion itself.”

Fang Xiuwen looked at them with a half-smile, and said, "You two have aesthetics? That's fine with Xu Ansheng, Cen Ruo, you always buy according to the latest season's fashion, where did you get the courage to say you want to 'make fashion itself'? "

Cen Ruo: "..."

I had to admit that Fang Xiuwen was right.

Cen Ruo climbed up from the bottom, and his aesthetic background is lacking.Her dressing style is similar to that of most fashion editors, because she wants to blend into this group and not look too low.

Another reason is that she has a strong learning ability, and she has been learning how to become a "qualified" fashion editor.

It's just that Cen Ruo didn't expect that Fang Xiuwen actually sees himself that way.

She never thought that Fang Xiuwen would say it directly.

Isn't Fang Xiuwen the kind of elegant, noble and rich second generation who pretends to be a gentleman to the bottom of his heart, and will never be mean to women?

At this moment, Xu Ansheng stirred the coffee, and the spoon collided with the wall of the cup, making a crisp sound.

Xu Ansheng has thick dark circles under his eyes, which cannot be covered by any cosmetics.She was a little out of energy, rubbed her temples, and said, "If Cen got up from the bottom, please be considerate. If you were her, you might not be able to be as good as her."

"Fashion has been held in the hands of 'nobles' for so many years, so there is no 'lower class'—" Having said this, Fang Xiuwen glanced at Cen Ruo, and added: "No offense intended."

Cen Ruo nodded, expressing his approval of his judgment.

Fang Xiuwen went on to say: "—there is no room for success? There are no nobles in China, and similar rights are in the hands of the rich. Now you are looking for money everywhere, and you have come to me. How can you say that you can lead the fashion? Just rely on How many thousand-mile horses are you looking for? What if you are not Bole?"

When Fang Xiuwen spoke, there were some personal emotions mixed in, as if a little... aggrieved?

Only when we have a deep understanding of an industry can we have an emotional evaluation of the major links of that industry.

Cen Ruo thought to himself: Fang Xiuwen knows something about the fashion design industry, why?

Xu Ansheng said: "Yes, we can't take the high-end route, we take the volume. The designers we choose are not from fashion families. But they know what they want."

"I understand how this industry works. If Cen Ruo knows how to package concepts, you have money. This thing is not impossible." Xu Ansheng may be too sleepy, so he spoke a little disgruntled.But this did not prevent her from persuading Fang Xiuwen.

Cen Ruo spread out the folder he brought, and said, "Why don't you take a look at the style we envisioned."

This document book was made by Cen Ruo and Xu Ansheng together. It wrote their plans and put on display the designer's works selected by Dalang Taosha.

Fang Xiuwen was not interested at first, but after turning two pages, his fingers suddenly froze.

He turned cold, looked at them in surprise, and said, "You investigate me."

Cen Ruo and Xu Ansheng went in without knowing it, and said, "Huh?"

Fang Xiuwen pointed to a designer's work on the page and said, "He—"

Cen Ruo said: "He is my senior. I met him by chance when I was in college. I think his design concept is good and his ability is very strong, but there seems to be something wrong with his family. I don't know if I can get in touch. Give it a try. But in order to attract investment, it’s still on display first.”

Speaking of this, Cen Ruo suddenly realized something, looked at Fang Xiuwen in surprise, and said, "He is—"

Fang Xiuwen nodded, and said blankly, "He is."

Cen Ruo suddenly didn't know what to say.

Fang Xiuwen closed the file and pushed it aside.

He took a sip of coffee slowly and said, "You come to me like this, remember that I am the 'ex-boyfriend' of both of you?"

Cen Ruo: "..."

Fang Xiuwen said: "The ex-girlfriend should be buried in the grave. If you ask me for money, if you come and return two, you won't be afraid that my boyfriend will be jealous?"

Cen Ruo: "...?"

Fang Xiuwen said: "Go and contact him. As long as he doesn't get jealous, the start-up capital is fine."

Fang Xiuwen took another sip of coffee and covered up all his expressions.

Cen Ruo watched Fang Xiuwen's movements, and suddenly felt that his tone was very familiar.

Isn't it the tone of asking Selena for Ji Qiang's circle of friends?

Cen Ruo was suddenly blessed and thought of something.

Cen Ruo said, "Did you quarrel with him and are now in a cold war?"

If you are willing to invest in us, do you also want to give him a career?

Hearing this sentence, Fang Xiuwen froze for a moment, then gave Cen Ruo a serious look, and said, "You are so proficient at this. Did you also quarrel with your girlfriend and are breaking up now?"

Cen Ruo: "..."

It really is.

Fang Xiuwen continued to make up the knife: "Is it because of..." Before he finished speaking, he glanced at Xu Ansheng with his eyes.

Cen Ruo: "..."

Seeing that Cen Ruo was killed, Fang Xiuwen smiled with satisfaction and said, "Sure enough, the ex-girlfriend should be buried in peace."

Xu Ansheng yawned, continued to stir the coffee, and said, "We've never been together before."

"But everyone thinks you have a leg." Having said this, Fang Xiuwen adjusted his posture and said to Cen Ruo with interest: "Hey, your little girlfriend is also quite rich. Why don't you ask her for money?" ?”

Just like that, Cen Ruo suddenly thought of Ji Qiang.