After eating a basket of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, Henry Gu felt a little better. He originally planned to complain about this matter in the WeChat group, but finally pressed the delete key. People were coming and going on the street, and every face looked hurried. Just like Du Tiantian said before, everyone was the same, and they all had to run around to exchange for a better life. As for the unsatisfactory life, this was not the first time anyway.
He was not the type to swallow his anger, but he really didn't want to have anything to do with Lingyun Fashion anymore, and he didn't want to dig up those messy past events again and go through the so-called "compulsory course of growth" again. The breeze was blowing in the street garden, and Henry Gu sat alone on a bench, barely cooling his bad mood with a bottle of pineapple juice.
South of the city, Huayue Road.
Under the direct sunlight at noon, the logo of Lingyun Fashion's building is a bit dazzling. The glass-faced office building rises high into the sky, standing domineeringly and powerfully in the most prosperous economic zone in the south of the city. As the fashion group with the most independent brands in China, Lingyun Fashion has a wide coverage of target customers. As the media wrote, no matter the gender, age or region, you can find a piece of clothing that suits you here, which shows its influence in the industry.
The most popular brand within the group recently is undoubtedly the youth women's clothing brand Nightingale.
After Yi Ming displayed all the information, he left the picture on the most ethereal and beautiful page, which was the freshly released autumn and winter promotional photos, a girl wandering in a fairy tale and her red dancing shoes.
"What a coincidence." The sales manager couldn't help himself. "It just happened to be the Huandong Fashion Festival. The show seemed to be tailor-made for us. It's really hard to copy it. Don't you think so, Mr. Xu? This will save a lot of trouble."
"The trends are the same, so it's normal to bump into each other, but I really have to thank Huandong for their cooperation on the stage." Yi Ming smiled and brought up the whole matter in a vague way, "Then if there is no problem, the plan is set."
Mason Xu nodded: "No problem, you and Lee will come with me to Huandong this Friday, and we will go over the process one last time." He is the executive vice president of Lingyun Group. He is an ambitious young talent who attaches great importance to nightingale. After the brand matures, he plans to directly promote it to the international market as the group's first business card, so he will follow up the whole process this time.
After the meeting, Yi Ming returned to his office. There were several printed drafts scattered on the table. They were the concept drawings of Huandong's show, with familiar brushstrokes and familiar aura.
He was actually a little surprised by Henry Gu's reaction this time. He actually admitted the whole thing without saying a word. They had a meeting together on Friday, and he felt that he should meet with him before that.
Huandong's workday ends at 6:30, but Henry Gu didn't show up at the company gate until 8 p.m. He was holding a heavy box in his arms, which was canned cat food that he bought for his neighbor, Grandpa Zhou, at the supermarket. Just as he was about to go to the intersection to take a taxi, he came towards a...disgusting figure.
This year is not going well, so you need to wash your eyes.
Henry Gu took a deep breath and threw the box on the ground.
"...Are you going to fight?" Yi Ming stopped not far from him.
Henry Gu looked at him without saying anything.
"Just kidding." Yi Ming smiled and said sideways, "Let's go, I'll take you home first."
"Do you want to talk about stage plagiarism?" Henry Gu didn't want to hear him beat around the bush anymore.
"I have consulted with your CEO Lu in advance," Yi Ming corrected him, "and this is not considered plagiarism. We will thank Huandong for its support in the new product manual. It is at most a business cooperation."
"I really admire your good attitude." Henry Gu picked up the box from the ground, "Why, are you worried that I will expose you at the meeting on Friday, so you came here to give me a heads-up?"
"I have nothing to be exposed." Yi Ming shook his head. "You are the one who should be worried. I guess you erased your internship experience at Lingyun when you applied for Huandong."
Henry Gu felt that what Du Tiantian said was right. This man was a shameless old thief, a Sc*m of the industry who could not be rescued even if he stayed in the ICU for ten days and ten nights.
Yi Ming slowed down his tone: "My car is just in front."
Henry Gu raised his hand to stop a shabby taxi and sprayed Designer Yi with dirty black exhaust gas.
"Young man, are you in a bad mood?" The taxi driver was a chatterbox and asked, "Did you have a fight with your girlfriend?"
"No." Henry Gu said, "I don't have a girlfriend."
The driver chuckled: "Yeah, I have it."
Henry Gu choked.
Henry Gu gave a thumbs up: "You are awesome."
The other party seemed to have just gotten married and was eager to spread the news and show off to other singles. So in the next ten minutes, Henry Gu was forced to participate in the whole process of the driver's love affair, and he also praised the little nurse with big eyes and long braids like a professional listener. But as the saying goes, success in love leads to failure in career. After only half of the journey, the little broken car bounced a few times and stopped weakly on the side of the road, emitting a puff of smoke.
"Oh no!" the driver slapped his thigh, "the car broke down."
"I know." Henry Gu leaned his head against the back of the chair and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
He felt that he was not just a little unlucky today, but very unlucky.
...
Yang Yi asked doubtfully: "Is that Henry Gu?"
Blake Lu parked the car on the side of the road and looked in the direction he was looking. He saw Henry Gu waiting for a bus while playing with his phone across the street, with a large box at his feet.
"Why did you come here to take a bus?" Yang Yi looked at the time. "It's almost nine o'clock. I don't know where he lives. If it's on the way, let's take him back together."
"Not on the way." Blake Lu said casually, "Guanlan Villa."
Yang Yi was surprised: "So far?" Then he asked suspiciously, "How did you know?"
Blake Lu paused and patiently explained: "Last time it rained heavily, I took him home."
Yang Yi thought about it for a moment, then said in a frustrated tone, "Well, Auntie is happy for nothing. You are sending him off after all this time. But let me make it clear first, this is your malicious attempt to mislead the masses, not my false reporting of military intelligence."
While the two were talking, Henry Gu had already climbed onto bus No. 118 carrying a large box, leaving only a stubborn back view to the two presidents, and the next moment he followed the bus and rumbled away.
Yang Yi was amused by him: "Since he lives in Guanlan Villa, his family should be well off. I didn't expect that he can endure hardships."
"Please keep an eye on the follow-up of the autumn and winter fashion show." Blake Lu started the car. "Henry Gu's ideas are good, but sometimes they are unrealistic. Ge Fenghua can't pull it back, but you have to pull it back, otherwise he can rent a UFO for me to fly into the sky and scatter flowers."
Henry Gu sneezed in the night wind.
It was a very quiet road. A blurry young face was reflected in the car window, and he looked a little depressed. Henry Gu put on his headphones, drove all the noisy and sharp noises out of his mind, and filled the blank space with light music.
Darkness also has its advantages. At least you can see the moonlight clearly for half a day.
The silver light is light, beautiful and clean.
...
It was Friday soon.
In the conference room, Henry Gu opened the PPT and presented the contents of the autumn and winter fashion show page by page. His tone and expression were normal, as if he didn't know Yi Ming and Mason Xu at all, and he didn't mention the plagiarism of the brochure.
"Mr. Xu, what do you think?" Yang Yi asked after he finished his demonstration.
"I have no objection." Mason Xu nodded. "We have already prepared the press release and will gradually release the publicity from mid-September. There are already posts online. As Nightingale's first physical store in the city, consumers are looking forward to it and it will definitely be very lively on the day."
"Then we have to strengthen security." Yang Yi said with a smile, and arranged for his assistant to book a table for lunch. Henry Gu postponed the dinner with the excuse of an appointment, and sat alone in the rooftop restaurant eating a sandwich.
The crisp lettuce wrapped with ham bursts with sweet flavor in the mayonnaise and bread. Before Henry Gu had time to enjoy the good mood brought by the food, Mason Xu pulled out a chair and sat opposite him.
Henry Gu wiped his fingers and felt very sorry for the food.
"How does it feel to work at Huandong?" Mason Xu asked.
Henry Gu replied: "Not bad."
"On our way here, Yi Ming specifically told me that you were doing a great job at Huandong and asked me not to mention what happened to Ling Yun in front of President Yang." Mason Xu said, "We all hope that you can...get better and better." He thought about it, but still didn't say the words "repent and mend your ways."
Henry Gu called the waiter and asked him to pack eighteen cups of lemon black tea and send them to the marketing department.
"The runway design is very good this time," Mason Xu pinched a French fry and asked casually, "But is the inspiration from Nightingale? The style is almost exactly the same."
"The inspiration for the runway comes from The Wizard of Oz and ruby slippers, and your nightingale is inspired by Oscar Wilde's The Nightingale and the Rose. They are both based on fairy tales, equally romantic and dreamy, but the styles are different, or maybe they are just the same in your eyes." Henry Gu stood up, "Thank you, Mr. Xu, I'll leave first."
"Thank me for what?" Mason Xu asked in confusion.
The waiter promptly brought a bill for five hundred and eighty-eight.
Mason Xu: ...
The colleagues in the marketing department were very happy because their plan was approved by the leader and they were given free lemon tea. The joyous atmosphere spread to other departments and even Yang Yi got a drink.
Henry Gu put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the stairwell in a trance. This was basically half of the company's smoking room. The smell was so strong that it was choking, but fortunately it was quiet enough. Blake Lu stretched out his hand and pushed the door open. The harsh "squeaky" sound startled Henry Gu who was in a daze. He instinctively turned his head to look over, but before he could adjust his expression, under his messy hair, there was a sharp and anxious look that flashed by, but soon disappeared into the darkness.
"Mr. Lu." After seeing who the person was, Henry Gu threw the strawberry candy in his mouth into the trash can.
"What? Li Yun doesn't allow you to eat snacks in the office?" Blake Lu joked.
"I just made a phone call here." Henry Gu said, "Then I'll go back to work."
Looking at his quickly disappearing back, Blake Lu hesitated to speak, with mixed feelings.
Before this, he had never seen any employee who wanted to run away when he saw him.
So the president questioned Yang Yi once again without any reason: "Did you criticize Henry Gu?"
Yang Yi was extremely puzzled: "Why do you always think that I would criticize Henry Gu?"
Blake Lu continued to ask: "Then why did he run away when he saw me?"
Yang Yi was even more puzzled: "He ran away as soon as he saw you, what does this have to do with me?"
Blake Lu: ...
Right.
"Is it because you are usually too serious?" Yang Yi helped him analyze the friendship, "It's normal for a kid who just graduated to be a little timid. Look, I get along well with him."
"If I were as playful as you, Huandong would be finished." Blake Lu signed and threw the document back to him, "I have already talked to Li Yun. After the Autumn and Winter Fashion Festival, Henry Gu will be temporarily transferred to the new store preparation department. Since you get along well, you can take care of him yourself when the time comes."
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