Flashy Circle 3

After Qi Fei changed his design route, he launched the first simple-style mass ready-to-wear series, which was mainly sold to middle-income young women.

Several critics in the fashion circle unanimously strongly criticized Qi Fei's transformation.

"This is a betrayal and an insult to pure art."

"Qi Fei not only represents the clothing he designed, but also his spiritual yearning. In a fast-paced society that emphasizes efficiency and returns in everything, it is a kind of sadness that the exquisite elegance of the nobles finally bows their heads. .”

In stark contrast to what the critics said was the high sales volume of the new series.

In this society, there are always ordinary people in the majority.While dreaming, women also have to fight for survival.Everyone knows that Qi Fei's brand represents luxury, but they will never curse "art is dead" because it produces clothes that they can afford. On the contrary, everyone will rejoice that they can finally afford it.

The new series sold out quickly after only one week of launch.A month later, the clothing design company's quarterly book deficit was significantly smaller than in the same period in the past.

Kang Ziwei happily reported to Qi Fei with the financial documents, "Boss, our deficit this month has been greatly reduced. The financial department said that if we maintain the sales momentum, we will be able to achieve a balance of payments next month, and maybe the next month will be even worse." There is a profit!" Saying that, he hurriedly showed the documents to him.

"Really?" Qi Fei happily took it over and looked at it, then nodded repeatedly, "It's really less!"

"The colleagues are all very happy and proposed to have a celebration dinner. What do you think?"

"Everyone performed very well this time. With such achievements, it is time to celebrate."

"Okay, then I will arrange it now."

Kang Ziwei left, and Qi Fei was the only one in the office again.

To be honest, Qi Fei understands that those red numbers are indeed big numbers, but he is not very sensitive to the number of those numbers, so he will not have too many emotional ups and downs.However, as long as Kang Ziwei feels good and will feel happy because of it, then he will learn to feel good and be actively happy.

It was the magazines with the critics' columns that he had thrown in his locker that really hurt his nerves.When the critical remarks came out, Kang Ziwei was worried that he would mind, Qi Fei didn't want Kang Ziwei to think about it, and put on a dismissive expression: "I don't care about those comments!" But in fact, he cared Incredibly.The only one who understands his thoughts is Xiaoyu, and Yiren, who is about to give birth, specially calls to comfort him.

"Boss, any change needs a transition period. If you work hard to adapt, it will be fine."

"Ok, I know."

Qi Fei understood this truth.From the moment he decided to change his design style, he anticipated the backlash.It's just that when I actually face it, I still feel uncomfortable.However, he knew that Kang Ziwei was also in the transition period and was working hard.Thinking of this, he will relax - everything he does has value, and he is not the only one maintaining their relationship.

After the celebration banquet ended, Kang Ziwei asked Qi Fei a little embarrassedly, "Boss, are you free tomorrow night? I want...to take you to meet my friend."

Since Aunt Li passed away, it was Jiang Junsen who kept in touch with Kang Ziwei.Recently, Jiang Junsen has been working vigorously in a friend's small hotel, and he has stabilized and has a little free time.Kang Ziwei hopes to take this opportunity to let Qi Fei have a deeper understanding of his life.

Qi Fei froze for a moment, then nodded in response, "Okay."

Maybe it's time for them to go one step further.

The next night, they met at the food stall where Kang Ziwei had fought before.

Beer, lo mei, peanuts.

Jiang Junsen has always been prejudiced against rich people, but he knows that Qi Fei is very important to Kang Ziwei, besides, Qi Fei is very easy-going, even though he can be seen as a young master at a glance, his words and deeds are still orderly; so he is not difficult to say in words No.

In short, the meeting tonight was not a lively one, but it was not a cold one either, and it ended smoothly.

After leaving the food stall, Kang Ziwei and Qi Fei walked along the river to blow off the smell of alcohol.

Kang Ziwei was the happiest one tonight. He gently held Qi Fei's hand and said sincerely, "Boss, you are so kind, thank you."

"Thank you." Qi Fei shook his hand back.

Kang Ziwei stopped, holding Qi Fei's footsteps, Qi Fei stopped and turned his head.Kang Ziwei's eyes were bright, with tenderness, a bit shy, but nine points loving.

The atmosphere is just right.Kang Ziwei slightly pulled Qi Fei forward, and gradually lowered his head.

The eager lips approached inch by inch, but Qi Fei felt an unknown fear in his heart.

It's okay to hold hands and hug, but the kiss between lovers... He admitted that his mental preparation is still not enough.

When the strange breath broke through the safe distance, he just wanted to run away.

So, he pushed Kang Ziwei away.It wasn't a forceful push, but it was enough to disrupt the atmosphere and make Kang Ziwei freeze.

"I'm sorry,... I'm not ready yet." That's all there is to say.Qi Fei lowered his head.

"...I understand." Kang Ziwei adjusted himself slightly, and held Qi Fei's hand again, "...Sorry, I was in a hurry and didn't consider your feelings."

Qi Fei looked up, "...it's my problem."

"There is a problem, let's solve it slowly together, okay?" Kang Ziwei comforted softly.

"Yes." Qi Fei nodded, touched by the other party's understanding.

-

A few days later, on the weekend morning, Qi Fei's new villa.

The servant opened the door and greeted the visitor respectfully, "Master Ling."

Ling Shang nodded, "Is anyone already here?"

"Master An is already in the dining room." After speaking, he led Ling Shang.

In the dining room, An Chen was sitting at the dining table leisurely reading the morning newspaper, when he heard the sound, he turned his head and said hi to Ling Shang.

"I've been exhausted recently, and I can't get up." Ling Shang unbuttoned the two buttons of his suit jacket, and sat down next to An Chen.

"What's wrong?" An Chen folded the newspaper and looked at Ling Shang, "Is it Hai Teng's business?"

The servant brought lemonade to Ling Shang, and the latter took a sip, "An Yin also knows?"

An Chen nodded, and wanted to say something else, when Qi Fei came in, looking refreshed.

"Good morning~ Huh? Where's Zixin?"

An Chen replied, "I went out to attend a medical seminar and haven't come back yet. Let me tell you something."

"Oh." Qi Fei understood, and sat down at the main seat.

The servants brought up a hearty breakfast, and the aroma of the food overflowed.

Ling Shang cut off a large piece of red meat and sighed, "This is the life of a capitalist."

Qi Fei was dipping in jam, "What have you been doing recently? The tone is so emotional."

Ling Shang glanced at him, and cut the meat into small pieces, "The Ning family encountered trouble in Southeast Asia, Hai Teng went to deal with it, and during this period, all the work of 'Scorpio' was entrusted to me, plus Ling's original affairs , I'm about to become a superman."

"Ning Jia" and "Hai Teng" made Qi Fei's expression unnatural, but he had no choice but to ask first, so he could only bear with it.

An Chen took a sip of his coffee, adding fuel to the flames, "No wonder I haven't seen Hai Teng in the last few business banquets. Then when will he come back?"

Ling Shang elegantly sent the meat to the entrance, "Let's wait a little later. The Southeast Asian forces have reshuffled their cards. The new leader seems to have had a feud with the Ning family before. Things may not go so smoothly."

"Then is he safe there?"

"It should be fine."

"Okay, okay, you two have talked enough, let's change the subject." Qi Fei didn't want to listen, so he stopped.

"Okay, then what do you want to say?" An Chen asked Qi Fei.

Qi Fei cleared his throat, "I want to say that Kang Ziwei and I are doing well. Last night we went to watch the star football game together, went to the snack street, and took the bus to the subway to come back. It turns out that the city's public transportation system is also It wasn't as bad as it was in the news - had a good time anyway."

Ling Shang sprinkled some salt on the fried egg, then turned to An Chen, "Who is Kang Ziwei? His name sounds familiar."

"Qi Fei's toy."

"ok, I understand."

"Hey, what's your attitude?" Qi Fei sat upright, "In order to show my determination to be with him, I plan to let him have a meal with you and meet you in the near future. What do you think?"

"..."

"How is it?" Qi Fei frowned seeing that the two didn't say anything.

An Chen looked at Qi Fei, "...are you serious?"

"of course."

"Then I'll say it bluntly," An Chen wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, "impossible."

"Why?!" Qi Fei was very upset.

"A dining table, the reason why it is flat is to allow people of equal status to communicate without barriers and enhance understanding; facing a person with a low status and no common language, I don't think we can sit at the same table. table, unless the table is stepped in shape."

"You are discriminatory! Prejudice!"

"You can say whatever you want." An Chen didn't back down, "It's my freedom to see him or not, and I just gave the answer."

"What about you?" Qi Fei glared at Ling Shang.

Ling Shang swallowed a sip of lemonade, smiled, "I've been very busy recently, I can't make time~"

Qi Fei almost died of anger.