small thing

I have lived happily with your grandma all these years.

However, I will definitely walk ahead of your grandma.Your father and your aunt can't tolerate his mother and son.

At that time, what would his mother and son do?

Besides, Qian Xun is not my son. "

Lu Feng was shocked. Grandpa looked at him with affirmative eyes and nodded.

Lu Feng made countless twists and turns in his heart, and finally understood what grandpa expected of him.

"Grandpa, I will learn from you well."

Not only how to manage the group, but also how to love people.

……

Lu Qianxun watched Lu Feng go away, turned around and saw Wu Yufan studying, and asked him, "How did you and Lu Feng know each other?"

"Lu Feng, isn't he in Luyuan Group now? Your father arranged for him to take care of some work while going to school. We met at work."

In fact, the moment Wu Yufan saw Lu Feng looking at his baby, he already understood what kind of feelings this elder nephew had for his little uncle.

People of the same kind can judge whether the other party is the same as themselves within a second.

Forbearance, pain, and wounds in my heart cannot be shared with others, so I try my best to pretend not to show any traces.

What about your baby?Unaware, ignorant and ignorant, how thick are the nerves?

After hearing his answer, Lu Qianxun reflected on himself: It seems that I really care very little about others and only immerse myself in my own world.

To put it mildly, it is to not inquire about other people's gossip, and not to pass on gossip. To put it bluntly, it is indifference.

Heart indifferent.Nobody cares except mom.

Although he is easy to talk on the surface, not skinny, looks harmless and clean, it is because he deeply knows that life does not allow people with individuality, and insisting on individuality will bring you a lot of unnecessary troubles.

But his heart is cold and dark, and no one can walk into his heart.

Indifferent to the bone.

"It will be Labor Day in a few days. The whole country is on holiday. Let's go out to play? I'll book a plane ticket."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Of course it's the Maldives."

"At this time, the Maldives is full of Chinese people!"

"Where can't you meet Chinese people? There are Chinese people all over the world."

"Where did you say you were going?"

"Find a quiet place, and I'll paint for a few days."

……

The days with Wu Yufan's company went by very quickly.

Wu Yufan's work is also very efficient, and his procrastination was completely cured by his baby, just to be able to go to Milan to accompany him earlier.

Lu Qianxun's homework gave a very good score.

And has already prepared to register its own trademark: Mr. Lu.

Beautiful forked antlers, focused and clear eyes, a male deer, below is Mr. Deer in English.

Temporarily specializing in menswear...

I contacted and inspected domestic foundries, and ordered one. I had contacted these southern manufacturers before, and it was not too difficult to do it.

Recruited customer service locally, and rented a house directly near the factory for customer service and office.Open an online store first.

This time, Lu Qianxun found someone to deliver the goods at the factory, which saved the cost of logistics.

Now I have my own brand, which is different from just being an online store. In order to get the lowest price, I have to purchase a large number of goods, and I have to make diamonds.

As for raw materials, the textile company sent samples to Milan, and Lu Qianxun saw the color, density, feel, pattern, determined the model, and signed a contract for him...

Buttons, zippers, linings, ties, trinkets, logos, everything needs to be sampled.

Design the pattern by yourself, fax it back to the foundry, explain the design requirements to the staff in detail, and strictly demand quality.

A style is communicated back and forth many times.

In the era of such advanced information, if you don't know how to use it, you will be at a disadvantage.

Even if a person is in Milan, he can control domestic business.

Moreover, because he is in the international fashion capital, the men's clothing designed by Lu Qianxun has been at the forefront of clothing trends for the past three years.

Clothing design plagiarism and plagiarism are very serious, Lu Qianxun can only keep designing new styles, instead of fighting with groups that follow suit.

Mr. Lu's clothes are only released in one batch, and they are definitely the best in quality and style, and the second batch will follow suit.

Lu Qianxun thought very clearly: If I just want to see short-term benefits, I can make do with slightly inferior materials, as long as they look good, and the quality is terrible.

But the long-term brand he is going to make is like those hundreds of years old European brands registered with personal names.

Therefore, he puts his first fancy on the design and the second on the quality.

So after a long time, everyone in the industry knows that Mr. Lu's products will sell for a good price.

As soon as the first batch of products went online, online stores and wholesalers flocked to them and sold them out.

If we look back on the past three years, the impression is that we are tired, busy, difficult, and money is tight.

All kinds of small troubles in the early stage, small accidents continued, the connection between the parties was not smooth, the mood of the blow was depressed, and the failure

One button, this is what Lu Qianxun wanted, but he mistook Type I for Type L and reworked all the batches.

Angry, yelling, quality,!Professional quality!

Apologize to me after the accident, it's not too late!

The logistics department said that the car would be ready for me tomorrow morning, but I was so busy that I forgot that it was not ready for work the next morning.

Moji is good, wait for an hour to ship it to me, I will use it later, okay?

This kind of thing is said to be tears.

Later, all aspects were connected smoothly, and everyone was familiar with it. When such a small incident happened again, Lu Qianxun laughed: "Hurry up and finish it for me, correct it, I'm not in the mood to get angry with you."

Because of fear of heights, I seldom return home.

But Wu Yufan flew over regularly every month to accompany his baby, cook for him, act as a secretary for him, answer the phone, grow vegetables, and do laundry.

And as his bedding.

"Baby, are you tired? Take a break." Rubbing his shoulders.

"Baby, are you short of money? My brother will lend you 50 interest-free loans first? Let's pay the workers' wages first." He raised his eyebrows.

"Baby, come and cut leeks, don't just make plates where. Maybe you can get inspiration from our Xiaocaigeography."

"Baby, pull with me."

"Honey, let's go to the sea."

"Honey, what do you think I got? Tickets to Milan Spring/Summer Fashion Week. I'll accompany you to see it. More than 100 shows!"

Lu Qianxun admits that Wu Yufan has helped him a lot in these four years, both in life and in spirit.

In life, Lu Qianxun is an idiot who only knows how to eat and sleep.

Mentally, I am not as homesick as I was in the first half of the year, and I live in Milan like a duck to water.

However, Lu Qianxun never had the idea of ​​relying on him, relying on him, to live.

He comes like he never left.

He walks like he never existed.

Lu Qianxun feels like a tree, rooted in deep soil, trying to grow upwards, independent and cold.

Although the flowers are blooming like a brocade, they bloom in the free sky, but that beauty is not for anyone, but for yourself.

A person must have his own financial ability, so that he can love whom he wants to love and dump whom he wants to dump.

Of course, you can also love no one, because for Lu Qianxun, once you fall in love with someone, that person will become his deathbed, Ni Lin.

And such a weakness, as long as there is a mother is enough.

Wu Yufan, very well, Lu Qianxun knew, but it was far from the point where he had to.

In the past four years, Wu Yufan has had countless tickets to and from Milan, and countless photos that record the details of the two of them getting along.

There are also millions of Weibo fans.

Picture: There are green and tender lettuces on the balcony, and a pair of white and slender hands are watering the vegetables with a watering can.

Wen: My baby, you take good care of the vegetables. The seeds you sowed when you left last time have grown so big in less than a month.

Picture: European street cafes, a cup of chocolate coffee, easels by the river, young and dedicated people are sketching.

Wen: I just want to look at him like this and grow old forever.

Figure: Jetta, a German car.

Wen: I really didn't expect to find a Jetta in Germany that is the same as a domestic car.Haha, I'm also a coach, my baby is going to take an international driver's license test.

Picture: The romantic lavender field in the south of France, dressed in white, looks like a fairy, not like ordinary people, of course, it is still standing in the boundless field from the back.

Picture: A small pink rose protruding from the wall on the street swaying in the wind, a small hand slides across the khaki wall.

Picture: By the sea, a teenager squatting on the beach picking up shells.

Wen: In a world where everything is as flashy as the present, it allows me to calm down and look at my innermost soul.

This little boy.

Picture: Israel, a thousand-year-old stone wall, a quiet street, the vicissitudes of the prehistoric, hand in hand through the streets where countless great men walked.

Wen: Anyway, we can't leave this world alive, so let's fall in love.

Picture: The closet is crowded and full of clothes.

Wen: Baby's wardrobe, is it tasteful?His own brand: Mr. Deer.This is the only one in the whole network.Dear friends, you can take a look, there may be clothes you like.

Picture: On the sofa, the baby fell asleep lying on his shoulders, with one arm around his waist and the other hand holding a selfie of his mobile phone.

Wen: By his side, I feel like I am myself.

Picture: Wearing a simple and elegant earth-colored windbreaker, black long jeans, super cool and proud expression.

Wen: Baby made it for you, isn’t it handsome?I feel handsome myself.Because my brother is tall.

Picture: Two shirts of the same style, jeans, baby sits on his lap and draws a picture.

Wen: Baby is doing business, but, I want to fuck him.have no choice.

Figure: Air tickets from Peninsula to Milan

Wen: Loving you is a habit, slowly changing into your appearance.

Picture: A black and white photo, the night is fading outside the opened curtains.

Wen: In the middle of the night, I sat up startled in my dream,