"Why am I bickering with a woman?"
After stepping on Shen Yun's foot, Li Qianfan regretted it.
He quickly lifted his foot.
He was afraid Shen Yun would cry out in pain.
But Shen Yun's expression only changed slightly before she acted as if nothing happened, turning and walking to the door with a 'click-clack'.
Didn't she feel pain?
Of course, it hurt.
Li Qianfan knew how much force he had used.
"I was too petty. I can't do this again."
Li Qianfan chided himself internally and looked at Old Su.
Old Su happened to be drinking water.
"Old… Mr. Su."
Li Qianfan quickly changed his address and said seriously, "I've already pulled some strings to arrange the purchase of new production lines. Within a week at the latest, two of the most advanced production lines will be in place. If we take on garment orders now, it will only delay the installation of the new lines."
What he said made sense.
Old Su nodded sternly, "Vice President Li, after the production lines are installed, what style of women's clothing will we produce?"
This question—
Li Qianfan had already thought about it many times and answered directly, "Hanfu."
"Hanfu?"
Old Su frowned, "Your proposal did mention producing Hanfu. But the market penetration of Hanfu is still too low. And there are hundreds of Hanfu brands."
"Hundreds of brands, yet none are well-known."
Li Qianfan said ambitiously, "If we're going to do it, we'll do it the best. As for the low market penetration of Hanfu, that's due to insufficient promotion. Weren't Western suits also not widely worn when they first arrived in China? But now, they've become the standard attire for formal occasions. This is all because of effective cultural promotion, which gradually influenced people's perception of fashion."
What he said made sense.
Besides its undeniable advantages, the reason Western suits became formal wear.
The most crucial factor was the subtle shift in public perception.
Li Qianfan didn't expect the 'Yujie' brand's Hanfu to become formal wear for every occasion.
But he truly wanted to build the most renowned Hanfu brand in the East.
With sufficient promotion and beautiful Hanfu designs!
He believed that more and more young women wearing Hanfu would be seen on the streets.
As Li Qianfan's eyes lit up, enthusiastically describing the vast future market for Hanfu to Old Su with words and gestures, Shen Yun quietly left the office.
She went to her rest room.
Sitting on the bed, she quickly kicked off her shoes and pulled off her stockings.
Her instep had already turned blue.
"I stepped on you, and you stepped back. Are you feeling better now?"
Shen Yun's eyes were distant as she gently caressed her instep and murmured, "Actually, you could have used more force. I wouldn't have cried out in pain."
After blowing lightly on her foot, Shen Yun quickly put aside her personal thoughts.
She picked up her phone and dialed.
"Ms. Shen."
A woman's voice replied.
Shen Yun's instructions were concise, "Hire the most outstanding Hanfu designers in the country as quickly as possible. Within a week, I need at least three presentable Hanfu designs."
"Understood!"
The woman agreed unconditionally and then added, "Ms. Shen, when it comes to outstanding Hanfu designers, I can't think of anyone who surpasses you. In your private room, aren't there thirty sets of Hanfu that you designed yourself over the past seven years? I still remember the first time I saw the Hanfu named 'Fan Meng' – it was incredibly stunning."
Fan Meng?
Shen Yun's heart skipped a beat.
She subconsciously replied, "I… I just designed them for fun. I never dared to wear them for anyone to see."
The woman replied, "Precisely because of that, your designs haven't appeared on the market. This way, when they are launched, they can instantly amaze the world."
Fan Meng was one of the sets in Shen Yun's "Meng Series" of self-designed Hanfu.
Besides Fan Meng, there were also "Yun Meng, Fu Meng, Yu Meng, Dai Meng, Qie Meng, and Fei Meng," six other styles named after dreams.
The seven "Meng" Hanfu sets, when the first character of each name was taken individually, formed the phrase: "Fan Yun Fu Yu Dai Qie Fei!"
This was the deepest secret of an aging single woman.
And her uncontrollable ambition!!
Now, she had taken the most solid step towards this ambition through the internet.
Li Qianfan was, of course, unaware of what Shen Yun, deeply caught in the quagmire of her ambition, was doing and about to do.
After lunch.
He was dragged into the office by his father again to discuss the future.
The old man loved to make grand promises.
For three consecutive days!
Li Qianfan was extremely annoyed.
If he hadn't seen Old Su's genuine eagerness to build a fashion brand, he would have skipped work.
Wouldn't it be more pleasant to hide in his 'Yujie' wife's rest room and have a snack?
Wouldn't it be better to hide in Victoria's CEO's office and eat a plate of juicy red grapes?
If that wasn't enough, he could go to the Zhizhi Club and have Chu Yazhi dance for him.
Talking endlessly with an old man here every day, wasn't it tiresome?!
At 5:31 PM.
He finally endured until closing time, and Li Qianfan fled the company like a fugitive. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
As soon as he stepped out, his phone rang.
It was his mother calling.
Li Qianfan quickly parked his car by the roadside at the factory entrance.
Li Wujiang got straight to the point, "My disobedient son, I'll be in Qingyun the evening after tomorrow. You arrange the meeting location."
"No problem."
Li Qianfan readily agreed and asked, "Mom, you can only…"
Li Wujiang interrupted him, "Don't call me Mom!"
"Sister Wujiang."
Li Qianfan changed his address, "You can only dress up as a mentally disturbed beggar woman, but you're not allowed to turn into an old hag. That would make me lose face."
"Your mother!"
Li Wujiang spat out a curse before ending the call.
"Sigh, my mother has a screw loose. She's scolding herself."
Li Qianfan sighed sadly as a car stopped beside his Mini.
The window rolled down.
Li Qianfan saw the intelligent and beautiful face of Boss Pai Pai.
He hadn't seen Boss Pai Pai for over a week, and Li Qianfan hadn't even thought of her.
He was truly heartless—
Li Qianfan greeted her enthusiastically, "Boss Pai Pai, off work?"
Dai Pai Pai raised her hand and adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, "Dad, do you have time? I'd like to invite you somewhere to sit down alone."
No!
Li Qianfan had something very important to do tonight and genuinely didn't have time.
But just as he was about to say no, he saw a head pop out of a car behind him in the rearview mirror.
Wang Mingshuai.
"Cap King is monitoring me and his wife."
Li Qianfan understood and smiled at Dai Pai Pai, "Alright. Where to?"
He hadn't planned to go.
But Wang Mingshuai's appearance made Li Qianfan change his mind.
Dai Pai Pai was surprised and immediately started the car, "Dad, follow me."
Dozens of meters behind.
Seeing Dai Pai Pai's car and Li Qianfan's car start off one after another, Wang Mingshuai gritted his teeth.
*Ding-dong ding-dong.*
His phone rang.
Wang Mingshuai picked it up, looked at the caller ID, and immediately realized something.
He quickly answered the call and asked urgently, "Linzi, can you get what I want?"
Linzi was a black market specialist Wang Mingshuai had known from the provincial capital years ago.
He specialized in procuring rare items from the black market at high prices for people.
Linzi replied, "If I couldn't get it, why would I be calling you?"
"That's great!"
Wang Mingshuai raised his hand and slapped the steering wheel heavily, asking, "Is that virus AIDS?"
"Of course."
Linzi replied, "Didn't you specifically ask for the AIDS virus?"
Wang Mingshuai then asked impatiently, "Is the virus potent? I want one that can confirm infection after a single exposure."
"The virus I've bought for you at a high price is arguably the most potent in the world."
Linzi slowly asked, "Mr. Wang, have you ever heard of 209?"
"209?"
Wang Mingshuai shook his head, "What's 209? I've never heard of it."
"It's normal that you haven't heard of it."
Linzi didn't intend to explain too much to Wang Mingshuai. "You should come to the provincial capital immediately. Cash on delivery. Don't worry, I won't cheat you."
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Wang Mingshuai immediately started his car.
As Linzi ended the call, he curiously asked, "Mr. Wang, who exactly are you trying to use this virus against?"
Wang Mingshuai smiled.
His voice hissed like a poisonous snake, "My wife, Dai Pai Pai."