The richest man's little dumb I'm not interested in money

When she came in, the eyes of everyone present were full of admiration and envy. They admired her young and promising, and envied her unparalleled beauty. .

"Hello everyone, I'm Lin Zixia, you can call me Xia Tian, ​​I'm very glad to meet you, please give me your advice later." The magnetic and charming voice of Yujie resounded in the entire auditorium, and everyone's voice was heard through the microphone. in the ear.

At this moment, some voice-controlled men and women feel that their ears are about to become pregnant.

Just now, when Lin Zixia stood aside, she exuded a fascinating aura, like a spotlight, attracting everyone's attention.

She gently opened her lips, "I believe that color matching is not only necessary for a designer, but also considered by everyone in life. As fashion designers, we should know more. Next, I would like to share my thoughts." .”

"The top is deep and the bottom is shallow, which is generous and quiet, and the top and bottom are deep, which is bright and cheerful. There are many designers who follow the style of pure color and simplicity..."

"Black, white and gray are colorless. No matter what color it matches with, it can be easily matched. What needs to be grasped is her small style matching..."

"When designing clothes for customers, we should not only pay attention to color matching, but also consider various factors, such as the mood of customers..."

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Some people who think they have high qualifications do not buy it, but when they see the other party talking happily, every sentence is the essence, from the simple to the deep, and gradually to the key points, they can't help but hold their breath and concentrate on listening to the class.

Talent really has nothing to do with age. Some people are nearly [-] years old and still remain on the superficial surface.Their designs are considered top-notch in China, but they are like clouds and mud when they go abroad.

At the end of a lecture, thunderous applause erupted.

The design director took the microphone from Lin Zixia, shook his head slightly, and then talked about the theme, "Ms. Choose three capable assistants..."

With a serious face, he grabbed the butterfly bone with excitement, and his face was full of joy, "Xiao Si, I want to participate, I want to participate, I will go through fire and water for the company, I will do anything!"

"Xiao Wu, please change the company to Lin Zixia."

Lin Zixia walked out of the auditorium, and a hot-tempered girl squeezed over beside her. She quickly handed it to Lin Zhixia with a bottle of water, and fanned the wind beside her with a small fan.

"Sister Xia, are you tired? This Yiye Group is so rude. It's not their luck to invite you. They asked you to give lectures. After two hours of lectures, they still plan to let you continue to teach them. It's too much!"

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Lin Zixia took the bottle of water and took a sip. The warm water at about 40 degrees Celsius had a sweet smell, the fragrance of pears. She slowly sucked it into her hoarse throat. .

She looked at Huaying who was still chattering beside her, and helplessly tapped Huaying's head with her hands. This little ghost dared to speak in front of her, but he was a coward in front of others.

"Okay, it's almost 12:00." She resisted the desire to cough, but she still couldn't get used to the voice, so she tapped the cowardly little assistant who turned into a foodie.

This little assistant, Xiong, is a little cowardly, gluttonous is a little bit greedy, but he is not sloppy at all when it matters.

Especially the astonishing force value.

The Yiye Group was very lucky. Before it was developed, it was a wasteland. At that time, no one thought that this place would become an economic zone, and it was too late when they found out.

But in a few years, whether it is office or life, there is everything that should be found in the vicinity. Let's say that the third floor of Yiye Group is the staff restaurant, and the second floor is a food street.

Huaying was holding a small golden card in her hand, and she was still muttering, "For they are wise, they gave a card that can eat enough."

If the person in charge of contacting Lin Zixia heard about it, he would definitely yell that he was wronged. You must know that there is a full 100 million in that small card.

If you can eat it all in a month, you are a pig, not to mention how cheap the food in their group is.

100 million is indeed not enough for the two of them. The private area below the fifth floor, the first floor is the lobby, the second and third floors are responsible for eating, the fourth floor is cheap clothing, and the fifth floor is luxury goods.

According to Huaying's pissing nature, after walking around, the card will be maxed out, and Lin Zixia can afford such a little assistant.

Lin Zixia was holding two plates of steamed buns in her hands, adding a touch of life to that otherworldly face. She walked to the table by the window, and there was a piece of char siu rice on it, a bowl of Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, two desserts, a roast duck, two glasses of freshly squeezed pear juice, some fruits.

She had long accepted the strangeness, put down her things, pulled out the chair, and sat in.

The movements of the beauty, every stop and frame, are like a fairy coming out of the painting, which makes people look sideways.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, be careful, be careful..." He heard his voice before seeing him, and a dozen or so steaming plates covered his face.

A woman watched in surprise, forgot to stop for a while, collided with another man, and the plate in her hand slipped out.

Huaying's pace changed suddenly, and she swung the steaming plates with more than a dozen dishes, and they landed firmly on the table. Everyone only had time to see the steaming plates fall off the table, but they couldn't see her movements at all.

The woman who almost staggered and fell was surprised to find that she was supported by someone, and the plate that came out of her hand was in the hands of the person who supported her.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" The woman thanked crazily after being let go by Huaying. While the others were still distracted, Huaying had already walked to the table.

After a small episode, a food blogger who was taking pictures of the incident just now was posted on the Internet, and it quickly became popular.

The things on the table are clearly distinct.

Lin Zixia ate lean meat porridge, and served it with two small steamed soup dumplings. The juice inside the soup dumplings was crystal clear, and the skin was as thin as silk. One bite was enough to satisfy her.

Looking at the flower shadow in front of her again, the place she passed by was like wind and clouds, a piece of fragmented wreckage.She felt that she underestimated Huaying when she was abroad, and her appetite was obviously because she was not used to foreign meals.

However, she was not afraid of Huaying's stomach problems, so she ate and drank a lot, probably because her stomach was bigger and digested faster, and it could hold more food than ordinary people.

Seeing people with a particularly good appetite eating, Lin Zixia unconsciously ate a few more dumplings.

The phone was vibrating in the bag, she took it out, and put it on the table after just a glance.

"Sister Xia, is it that annoying woman again? Why did you stop me last time? I can beat her until she dare not come again." Huaying raised her small fist. When it's time to make a move, he will make a move, and rush to Kyushu in a prosperous manner.

Lin Zixia recalled what she thought was a gift from the Creator when she was in San Francisco three months ago, and she spent a whole month designing a series of dresses for it.

There is no denying the merits of those gowns, but the model helped a lot.

——Sunny.

The Western beauty with the blood of the four countries is tall and tall, every inch is almost perfect, and the most important thing is not stage fright. Also, how can such an international supermodel be afraid of such a small scene.

The screen flies, and the memory moves to the confession.

Lin Zixia paused the hand holding the spoon, shook her head, showing a helpless expression.

Like is liking, but that kind of liking is pure yearning for beautiful things. She is a designer, and she wants to design unique clothes, which is human nature.

"Xia, you like me, you do, your eyes tell me that you do!"

……

She remembered those words, and habitually touched her neck with her hand, which was empty. Because of what she was wearing today, she put the necklace in her bag.

Six years have passed, and she has six years of memory, but she can't remember what happened six years ago.

But there is an obsession telling her that there must be something that she has forgotten.

"Miss Li, you basically have no memory. You may be looking for it. External trauma has oppressed your brain nerves, unless you encounter an event that reminds you, but the possibility is almost zero." The doctor's words faintly echoed in her ears. Circled clearly.

Seeing her gloomy expression, Hua Ying stopped chattering, and she tentatively said, "Sister Xia, we are all in China anyway, if she dares to come, we are afraid that she will fail!"

"You! Be good, let's eat." Huaying's tone was like coaxing a child, and it was very helpful.

Lin Zixia glanced out of the window, and a weather-beaten Land Rover drove into the door of Yiye Building, covered with a layer of dust, like a traveler galloping from thousands of miles away, walking tirelessly.

The car drove straight to the dedicated parking space and put it into the garage.

She became more and more interested, and stared at the door with burning eyes.

"Sister Xia, what are you looking at? You're still smiling, I haven't seen you smiling so happily for a long time." Lin Zixia looked back at Huaying, and his eyes returned to that place.

However, the owner of the car had already got out of the car.

I only had time to see her back in a hurry, slender shoulders and thin waist, spiral air perm, white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of orange strappy sandals to add a touch of femininity, which is just right.

Lin Zixia didn't have time to take a closer look, she couldn't see the owner of the car from her angle, just a quick glance, she knew it was a good seedling.

She memorized the license plate number, and if possible, she would help him design a suit of clothes. After all, such a good hanger is hard to find.

But even without the license plate number, she can still recognize the car, after all, such a car with a sense of age is not uncommon.

Huaying stared at Lin Zixia in disbelief, and exclaimed, "Sister Xia, you won't fall in love at first sight, will you?"

"No." Lin Zixia shook her head, if it was so easy to like someone, her lover would fly all over the sky.

That's just appreciation, the designer's preference for beautiful things.

The mobile phone placed on the table was still shaking non-stop.

Lin Zixia turned off the phone impatiently, frowned, took Huaying's phone, entered the password, unlocked it, and clicked on the Gaode map.

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