After dinner, Zhuo Qing'er wanted to go back to her residence. Ever since Yang Dongxu's eldest sister Hongying got married and left Yanjing, she had moved out of the big courtyard. It seemed a bit awkward for her to still live in the big courtyard without Hongying.
However, Yang Dongxu obviously didn't feel there was any embarrassment in this, so after eating, the two of them got in the car. He didn't even ask if he wanted to send Zhuo Qing'er home, and drove directly back to the courtyard.
When they arrived at the door, Zhuo Qing'er didn't hesitate and politely told Aunt Hua, who had not yet said she wanted to go to bed, to come by herself. I went to fetch foot-washing water in a familiar way, and then returned to my original sleeping room.
There are guest rooms in the large courtyard, but those will only be cleaned if guests stay overnight. Zhuo Qing'er used to live in the same room as Hong Ying. Although Hong Ying is no longer in Yanjing, Dandan later came to Yanjing and lived there.
Although Dandan was kept at home by Yang's parents and Yang's mother this year, Aunt Hua and Cui's mother would clean the room all the time and you could move in at any time.
After washing her feet and taking a shower, Zhuo Qing'er seemed to have returned to her own home. She was wearing pajamas and looking at the lights in Yang Dongxu's study. The two of them opened the door and walked in directly with a large stack of design drawings.
The backyard is Yang Dongxu and Zhou Yadu's private space. In the past, when Hongying and Dandan were around, they could enter as they pleased. Normally, Cui Ma and Aunt Hua would come to the backyard when they were cleaning. Little Hutou and his mother who lived in the big courtyard rarely came to the backyard.
Although Yang Dongxu said more than once that he didn't care about this, Xiao Hutou and his mother never took the initiative to come to the backyard. In other words, as long as there are men in the family, except for Yang Dongxu, basically no one will go to the backyard.
"How about taking a look at these designs for me?" Zhuo Qing'er placed some newly designed clothing designs in front of Yang Dongxu.
Yang Dongxu doesn't know much about design, and he probably only knows a little bit about clothing design. But whether it's Zhuo Qing'er, Bao Xiaomei, or anyone else. No one has ever doubted Yang Dongxu's aesthetics. As long as he thinks that the clothing styles and even the gold and silver jewelry styles are good, they will be liked by the public and sell well. There has never been a mistake.
This also includes the shaping of the car's appearance, how to design the interior of the car, and how to update the components. He doesn't understand. But he has full say in the shape and frame of the car, because as long as he finalizes the shape of the car, no customer will dislike it.
This also extends to the mobile phone industry. Currently, the popular mobile phones on the market all have an antenna-shaped flip cover secretly, but this year Yang Dongxu suggested that Nokia produce a candy bar mobile phone.
We are used to seeing flip phones, and the sudden introduction of a candy bar phone will undoubtedly feel very abrupt and even ugly. But this ugly phone is selling well all over the world.
Therefore, everyone who knows Yang Dongxu has reached a consensus, that is, if you want to launch any new product, especially something with an innovative design concept, you should ask Yang Dongxu for his opinion, as long as he feels that the product can be used The sales won't be that bad.
Holding about twenty design drawings in front of him and flipping through them, Yang Dongxu said, "Put the top dresses first. Although our Chinese-style wedding dresses are now pretty good. But for dinner parties, The occasion is a little flimsy.
If there are celebrities walking on the red carpet or something, you can try it. It is estimated that not many people will pay for the pure dinner dress. So it would be better to create high-end clothing for working women than this. "
"High-end clothing for women in the workplace?" Zhuo Qing'er's eyes lit up, as if he had an idea, but he was a little unsure.
"When it comes to professional attire nowadays, they are basically suits. This is very true for men, because men's attire does not change much. It is either formal, slimming or casual.
In short, they are mainly simple and fashionable, and there is no way to play with anything fancy. Things that are too fancy do not conform to the aesthetics of most men. But women are different, wearing fancy or relatively bright clothes that highlight their individuality.
When a man wears it, he looks stuffy, but when a woman wears it, it looks beautiful. Of course, it doesn’t have to be fancy. Simple and elegant clothing is also very suitable for working women.
However, we can make relatively bold and protruding designs from various parts of clothing such as color, pattern, collar, and even sleeves to distinguish women's business attire from men's suits. "
"What you mean is to design some clothes that women can wear at work and look beautiful but elegant and decent. You don't have to think of evening dresses as grand, but they can still be fashionable and individual!"
Bingo Yang Dongxu snapped his fingers: "Kiss me if you answer correctly."
Zhuo Qing'er threw him a hygienic eye, leaned over and took back her design drawings on the table. Understanding what Yang Dongxu suggested, she found that the design drawings she had worked so hard to draw were not up to standard.
However, he was not at all discouraged. Instead, he became more motivated after clarifying his goal, and was ready to go back to his room to draw out the thoughts and ideas in his mind.
He took back the design drawing and turned to leave. When he walked to the door, Zhuo Qing'er paused: "Let me think about this matter carefully."
After saying that, she opened the door and left directly.
Yang Dongxu leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling. He didn't know if he understood whether Zhuo Qing'er's "this matter" referred to his suggestion of clothing design or the relationship between the two people.
But no matter what, one thing is certain. Zhuo Qing'er, who came to the courtyard as casually as going home, has not changed her inner feelings for him. It's just that she is a little confused now, so her attitude towards this relationship has changed. Somewhat unclear.
Before I opened my eyes in the morning, I heard the sound of haha martial arts training coming from the front yard.
I got up from the bed, washed up, and went to the front yard. I saw the little tiger head holding the shelf after stretching his muscles.
"Come on, let's have a fight." Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw the little tiger-headed guy holding the airs.
Ever since Du Suo and the others stopped following him around, he would occasionally run and box every day, but he hadn't fought with anyone for a long time. Now that he was suddenly interested, he felt uncomfortable fighting.
The little tiger head, who was hanging on the frame and breathing heavily, gave him a very contemptuous look, obviously looking down on his decadent life of getting lazier and lazier in the morning, spending three days fishing and two days drying nets in the mornings.
"Hey, you haven't paid a roof over your head for three days! Come on, come on, let me understand today what it means that your uncle is still your uncle." He was despised by a little kid.
Although the little Hutou, who is 19 years old this year, has reached a height of nearly 1.8 meters, he is no longer a child but an adult. But Yang Dongxu still felt that his adult dignity was provoked by the little kid, and decided to teach him a lesson.
Facing Yang Dongxu, who was obviously about to beat him up, Xiao Hutou let out his anger, put down his airs and ran away, "Uncle Du Fei has already said that I will be able to beat you after two more years of training. We’ll make more gestures when the time comes.”
Little Hutou's tone was full of dissatisfaction. It was obvious that he was full of resentment towards this guy who had teased him since he was a child and even snatched his toys to make him cry. He was not a few years older than him, but he forced him to call him uncle. .
But compared to my childhood, when I just pounced on it and wanted to take a few bites, I was eventually taught a lesson. Now he clearly thinks things through.
So although he had practiced martial arts very hard in the past two years in order to be able to defeat Yang Dongxu, the Du Suo people who trained him were very satisfied. But compared to Yang Dongxu, who had been soaked in Mr. Xuan's medicinal bath since childhood and dealt with him harshly.
Even though Yang Dongxu has neglected martial arts training in the past few years, his body and foundation are still there, so he is obviously not an opponent yet. However, he only needs to work hard for another two years, while Yang Dongxu will be idle for another two years. Obviously, it won't be a problem to deal with this guy who has liked to bully him since he was a child.
"Don't talk about two years, you won't be my opponent even after ten years of training. I'm a martial arts genius, and just one day of practicing martial arts is worth your one year of training." Yang Dongxu's nostrils were turned upward at the fact that Xiao Hutou surpassed himself in two years. The words were very dismissive.
"Bullshit, Uncle Dusuo said, if the old man hadn't taken care of you since you were a kid, you wouldn't be able to beat someone who just practiced a few Sanshou moves with your bullshit body."
"What he said is bullshit. Du Fei is no longer my opponent now, and Du Suo will not be my opponent in two years when I reach my peak." Yang Dongxu looked like he would soon be number one in the world.
"If Uncle Du Fei uses his killing moves, if you can survive ten of them, don't even call him uncle or grandpa." The little tiger head was not afraid of power at all and directly exposed the paper tiger Yang Dongxu.
"I can defeat Du Suo with ten moves, and Du Fei with three moves. If you don't believe me, come here and try it, I will let you understand why the flowers are so red." Yang Dongxu replied without blushing.
The little tiger snorted and went to the kitchen, simply not talking to this shameless person. As for Yang Dongxu, who is currently living a lazy life, compared to Du Suo and others who can often go to war-torn places like the Middle East to hone their skills, they are simply small flowers in the greenhouse.
Not to mention that he is getting closer and closer to the master of martial arts. In the words of the old man, he has already reached the level of a master. Last year, he reached the threshold of a grandmaster and waited for the opportunity to become a grandmaster. Du Suo, even if he is as fun as him and doesn't practice martial arts very much. Du Fei is worried, if he takes it seriously, it will only take a little effort to deal with him.
After all, people are trained before life and death. He has experienced a few dangers at most. He usually fights with Du Suo and others to add a little more confrontation, which is not at the same level.
"How old are you?" Zhuo Qing'er came out of the backyard and saw Yang Dongxu running over, snatching away the big meat buns that Little Hutou was interested in before Little Hutou, and taking advantage of the opportunity, he kicked Little Hutou in revenge for being beaten just now. The contemptuous Qiu was speechless.
"What do you know? Such a big child is in the rebellious stage. He must know that there are people out there who are talented, otherwise he will think that he is invincible and his life will be over." Yang Dongxu slapped the back of the head to the angry little tiger. .
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