Cannon fodder beauty refuses to surrender

A few days later, Lin Jin took advantage of the afternoon of You Tian's annual meeting to meet Bai Zhuo's aunt Jiang Ximan.Bai Zhuo, as the central contact, also followed the past to join in the fun.

Lin Jin knew about Jiang Ximan's studio before, and it is a brand with a good reputation in the fashion circle for the past ten years.

However, Jiang Ximan's interest is to make jewelry by herself, and her work philosophy is to earn enough and not to earn more, so she has always insisted on taking the line of making fewer but better products, and is unwilling to expand the scale.Therefore, she basically only takes orders from regular customers, and her schedule is already full. If people outside the fashion circle have no one to recommend, it is even difficult to get in touch with her studio.

When Lin Jin arrived at the studio, Jiang Ximan was chatting with Bai Zhuo.She was wearing a loose modified cheongsam, her hair was tied into a bun on the back of her head, and she wore a set of jewelry on her bun, neck and wrists, looking gentle and generous.

Seeing Lin Jin being ushered in by the assistant, she stood up to greet her with a smile, and stretched out her right hand first: "Mr. Lin, you have taken care of my worthless nephew."

"Ms. Jiang." Lin Jin reached out to shake hands with her, "Bai Zhuo is a good boy."

Bai Zhuo followed Jiang Ximan, and whispered helplessly: "Auntie, Mr. Lin is not an outsider, so you don't have to say that about me."

Jiang Ximan covered her mouth and smiled: "Oh, I'm used to being polite, don't mind."

She asked Lin Jin to sit down, and asked, "Thanks to Mr. Lin for his appreciation of our small workshop, what kind of jewelry do you want to order?"

Lin Jin sat on the sofa, bowed slightly: "Ms. Jiang is too modest. To tell you the truth, I have actually visited many jewelry stores before. In comparison, I still like your style better."

Lin Jin went on to talk about several works of Jiang Ximan's studio, exaggerating from several angles.When he spoke, his tone was calm, his face was not expressive, but his eyes were focused, which gave people a sense of conviction for no reason.

Jiang Ximan praised him happily, and responded with all her mouth: "Mr. Lin can really talk! Don't worry, I promise to change the design to your satisfaction!"

Lin Jin smiled slightly: "I'm just telling the truth."

After complimenting, he turned to the topic: "I want to order some sets of cufflinks and brooches."

"Cufflinks and brooches are a complete set, right?" Jiang Ximan slightly nodded, "May I ask, are they going to be given to Bai Zhuo's uncle?"

Lin Jin didn't hide it, and generously admitted: "Yes. I want a cat theme for one of them, and I ordered two sets for this one. You can play with the rest as you like, as long as it fits Mr. Huo's temperament."

Jiang Ximan wrote it down in a small notebook, and said: "With Huo Dong's status, the accessories used on formal occasions should still be based on a sense of solemnity. In this case, it is best to use a large gemstone for the main body. Are you directly Choose from me, or..."

"I don't know much about these, just choose here." As Lin Jin was talking, Huo Yiming's blue eyes appeared in his mind, "I want to pick some sapphires, do you have any?"

"of course."

Jiang Ximan led Lin Jin to pick gems, and finally Lin Jin ordered four sets of sapphires and two sets of diamonds.

After paying the deposit, Lin Jin didn't stay any longer, and Bai Zhuo also took his car back to school.

Bai Zhuo sat in the co-driver, and while fastening his seat belt, he sighed with emotion: "I really envy my aunt, your order is worth several million. After graduation, I also want to open a studio like her, and make the designs I like without expanding the scale." , there are not so many worries. But I don’t know if I can support myself by making clothes.”

Lin Jin started the car, and at the same time replied casually: "It may not be possible to just graduate, but since you have such a plan, you must start to accumulate your own achievements. In the future, you will first work in a big factory for a period of time, gain fame and then go solo to support yourself It's always easy."

Bai Zhuo nodded obediently, and then clenched his fists to encourage himself: "Well, let's start with this fashion festival! We must do it well!"

Lin Jin: "I have two self-propelled robots in the trunk. I will bring them back to you later for comparison as props. I have shut down the system and it will not move now. Just be careful not to fall into the water and drown."

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Lin!" Bai Zhuo was a little embarrassed as he said, "Well, let's make a preliminary calculation. It's best to borrow twenty sets for the whole show..."

"The quantity is enough, don't worry. You will only use one day, plus rehearsal, let's count it as three days, there will be no delay."

With Lin Jin's guarantee, Bai Zhuo was relieved.Then he couldn't help but glanced at Lin Jin several times, and said cautiously: "Actually... there are still two sets of clothes I designed without a model. I think Mr. Lin and Uncle Lin are quite suitable..."

Lin Jin laughed: "I'm not good at catwalks."

Bai Zhuo boldly continued to persuade him: "We are wearing antique clothes, which are different from modern clothes, mainly highlighting the temperament of the ancients. This time our class is going to go all by ourselves, without professional models. Those two sets have not been chosen yet, I really think you are very suitable."

Lin Jin didn't answer, and said after a while: "Let me think about it, and I will reply you in two days."

Seeing his silence, Bai Zhuo originally thought it was over, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately laughed: "No problem. Then I'll take a picture of the costume design later and send it to you."

Lin Jin sent Bai Zhuo to the school, watched him enter the school gate together with the classmate whom he had called to move the robot, and reversed the car to leave.

Not long after the car drove out, Shu Ling called Lin Jin: "Boss, the company just received a registered letter for you."

Lin Jin was slightly stunned: "Registered mail? Bill?"

These days, except for credit card bills and court summonses, registered mail is rarely sent anywhere.

Shu Ling: "No, the address looks like it was mailed by someone."

Lin Jin was puzzled, but still said: "Then I'll turn around and get it."

Half an hour later, Lin Jin came to Shu Ling's office, took the mysterious registered letter from her, and checked the sender's address first, but found that she didn't recognize her.

Shu Ling said caringly: "I checked just now, and the address is a self-built house in a village in the city."

Lin Jin didn't rush to take it apart, just stuffed it into the pocket of his coat, thanked her and left.

He went to the elevator and waited.At this time, a man turned out of the next bathroom, walked towards the big office with his head down and sighed, but almost bumped into Lin Jin.

Lin Jin stepped aside to let him go, and the man hurriedly raised his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Ah, Mr. Lin! I'm so sorry, I didn't see the way."

This person was Secretary Li who came from Lin's to join Lin Jin, and he still joined the secretariat after coming here.

Lin Jin didn't care, and asked, "What's the matter, what's the problem?"

"No, no." Secretary Li shook his head, with an embarrassed expression on his face, "I just feel that life is impermanent... I just heard from a friend staying at Lin's that Shang Hongjun died in a car accident. Alas, although Mr. Lin You didn't think much of him before, but after all, he's not even forty yet..."

As he talked, he saw Lin Jin frowning, and quickly stopped the car: "Look at me, what are you talking about...Boss Lin, the elevator is here."

Lin Jin ignored the elevator, but instead asked, "What kind of car accident?"

Secretary Li didn't expect him to ask this question, but he answered honestly: "I heard that he was hit by a large truck and the driver was tired. Shang Hongjun's car was completely crushed."

Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat for no reason—he remembered the nightmare of Huo Yiming's car accident, and it was the same.

Secretary Li saw that he was drooping his eyes as if he was in deep thought, so he didn't dare to say to leave, so he had to stand with him.

Lin Jin thought for a moment, looked up at him, and said in a low voice, "You can find out what Shang Hongjun has done since I left the Lin family. The more detailed the better."

Secretary Li was stunned: "Huh?"

Lin Jin warned again: "Be careful not to be noticed by others."

Seeing that his expression was serious, Secretary Li also became nervous, and responded in a low voice: "Yes, I must be careful!"

Lin Jin patted him on the shoulder, turned around and saw that the elevator was still parked on this floor, so he opened the elevator door and walked in.

Back in the car, when Lin Jin took out the keys from his pocket, he found the registered letter, and then pulled it out and tore open the seal.

There was only a piece of paper inside, with a series of irregular numbers of unknown meaning written on it with a water pen.A total of nine digits, neither a landline nor a mobile phone number.

Lin Jin searched and found nothing, so he finally stuffed the note back into the envelope, threw the envelope into the storage box, and started the car to go home.

After dinner that day, Lin Jin and Huo Yiming went for a walk as usual.When they were changing shoes in the entrance, the kitten ran over and circled around their feet, Lin Jin picked it up and went out together.

Kitten likes the little skirt given by Bai Zhuo very much, and from time to time drags the skirt and asks someone to help him wear it.It is also worn today.

Huo Yiming looked at the tutu skirt on Lin Jin's hand, and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect Sanhua to like wearing skirts, it seems that most pets don't like being restrained like this."

Lin Jin walked slowly with the kitten in his arms, and replied casually: "Bai Zhuo said, when I have time, I will make a few more for it and wear it in various ways."

"Speaking of that kid Bai Zhuo, he called me in the afternoon and told me that there were two sets of clothes without a model. He felt that the two of us were very suitable and wanted to pull us into the catwalk. Did he tell you?"

"I said, I'm still thinking about it."

Reminded by him, Lin Jin took out her mobile phone and looked at it, only to find that Bai Zhuo had sent the costume design drawings.One set is a round-neck blouse, and the other is a Taoist robe with a cloak.

Huo Yiming came to him to look at it together, and pointed to the shirt: "It suits you at first sight, my lord is unique in this world."

Lin Jin stopped and looked sideways at those blue eyes: "Do you want to participate?"

Huo Yiming looked back at him with a smile: "It's very interesting. I was too busy when I was studying, and I never participated in this kind of group activities. With a group of college students, I feel that I have become younger and returned to my youth era."

Lin Jin raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Huo still cares about my age?"

Huo Yiming paused for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders: "Your thoughts are too divergent. It's not that a man has 31 flowers. I'm in the prime of life, and I have no reason to care about my age."

Lin Jin continued to look at him without speaking.

Huo Yiming also looked at Lin Jin, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I want to see how you look in that suit."

The two were close, and when he lowered his voice, it was as if he was whispering to Lin Jin.The warm breath blew past Lin Jin's ears, and there was an inexplicable bewitchment in the magnetic voice.

"And, don't you want to see what I look like in another suit?"

Lin Jin lowered his eyes, pressed the phone to look at it for a while, finally raised his eyes and smiled, and replied: "Since you want to participate, then let's participate."