Chapter 19 "Song Wuyou, You Are Not only Jealous, but Also Ignorant."
That design draft was a set of styles similar to the collars and sleeves of the skirts in her previous life.
But it is far from being as beautiful, elegant, and flowing as the skirts of her previous life...
Song Wuyou looked at the two next to them, the style was still retro.
It's not far from the style of the skirt she saw in my Gu Chun brand store today.
She stared straight at the design draft, and Gu Yanhao saw it in her eyes.
He raised his thin lips and sneered.
He wanted to see her, how long would he pretend to be.
In the past, when she saw him looking at Song Jiuyue's design draft, she would always say ugly.
Once, she emotionally tore up someone's design draft.
Gu Yanhao thought to herself, she will definitely not be so calm today.
Sure enough, Song Wuyou turned around and gave him a decent smile, "Are these designs by Song Jiuyue?"
Gu Yanhao looked at her coldly, "Didn't you ask this knowingly?"
"In previous years, I remember that her entries were fashionable. How did you go retro this year?"
"The clothing that has won the championship will become the main style in the European and American markets. These styles of clothing will gradually become popular in Europe and the United States. If one of these works can win this championship, the reputation of the designer will be greatly improved. It will take the world by storm.”
Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou with a half-smile, but her deep eyes showed no warmth, and continued: "At that time, the name Song Jiuyue will be known in the design world, and she will become the queen that everyone looks up to. A sought after idol."
Song Wuyou smiled and looked at Gu Yanhao quietly.
Gu Yanhao's ulterior motives, don't think she doesn't know.
It was not the first time to praise Song Jiuyue in front of her.
If it were the original owner, he would have yelled at him like crazy, and then stepped forward and grabbed the design draft and tore it up.
"Just based on these works, you also want to win the championship?" Song Wuyou looked at the design draft on the coffee table again and whispered.
No matter how quiet her voice was, in this large living room, there were only them and Xu Jing, and Gu Yanhao could still hear it clearly.
Gu Yanhao looked at Song Wuyou mockingly, and Song Wuyou who refused to admit Song Jiuyue's strength was normal.
He has said that she won't pretend for a long time.
No, it's back to its original form again, and it's so disdainful.
"These works? Can you design something better than this?" Gu Yanhao said coldly, with a strong sense of irony and sarcasm in his tone.
"I'm not a designer," Song Wuyou said.
"You're not a designer, why do you evaluate these works?"
"Because these works are... ugly."
"Really?" Gu Yanhao swung his body and spread his hands on the back of the sofa, looking like an uncle.
"Tell me, how are these works ugly?" he said coldly.
"I can't say it, it's just ugly."
"Song Wuyou, you are not only jealous, but also ignorant."
Song Wuyou spread his hands, "No way, it's natural."
After a pause, Song Wuyou said, "Gu Yanhao, I can not take the shares of the Gu family, but I want to work in the Gu family."
"Don't even think about it!" Gu Yanhao heard this, his eyes turned cold, and his body suddenly exuded a cold aura.
Even the temperature in the living room also dropped.