Du Lanzhi shook his head: "I am getting older and older, my brain is not as good as before, and I no longer know how to design good clothes."

Zhang Guolong looked at her expectantly, but he didn't expect to get this answer.

A trace of anger flashed across his face, and he quickly walked out of the office.

On the other side is Yunqing Province, in an urban area.

Ning Huiling came home from vacation and was sitting on the bus. She always felt that someone around her was staring at her, but when she turned around and looked, she found that there was no one there.

She rubbed her temples, she must have been too tired recently.

Looking at the design drawings in her hand, Ning Huiling's face was filled with excitement.

Although Aunt Yu told her to study hard and wait until she graduates to work in a factory to repay her.

But she always felt that Aunt Yu was so kind to her, and it would be better if she could spare time to draw more pictures and repay Aunt Yu.

These days, whenever she has time, she starts to look through the latest magazines, and draws two new sets of clothing pictures based on the current people's pursuit of beauty and the clothing styles of current stars.

When Ning Huiling got out of the car and passed by the fruit stall, she bought some fruits. After packing the fruits, she turned her head sharply while holding the fruit bag. There was still no suspicious person.

But the more this happened, the more terrifying she felt, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

As she walked, she looked back from time to time.

She accidentally got into a fight with the man walking towards her, and everything in her hands fell to the ground as she stumbled.

Ning Huiling stood up and looked at the man in a panic and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Zhang Peng also looked apologetic. He was just thinking about something and didn't notice someone in front of him: "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

After saying this, he knelt down and reached out to pick up the drawing paper on the ground.

When he saw what was on the drawing paper, he looked at Ning Huiling with some shock: "Girl, you drew these all?"

Ning Huiling saw several paintings in his hand, one of which was a picture of her clothing, and she took it back from him angrily: "It must have been painted by me. Take a look and see what you saw?"

"I just saw the landscape picture just now. Are you studying art? Coincidentally, I also like painting, but my dad doesn't like letting me paint." Zhang Peng said disappointedly.

Ning Huiling turned around and glanced at him suspiciously, a little curious: "Why?"

"My dad said that we should not be honest and that there is no future in painting." Zhang Peng picked up a few other pictures on the ground and said, "I'll give them back to you. Your paintings are very beautiful."

Ning Huiling stretched out her hand and said, "Thank you."

She took the painting and walked a few steps. After thinking about it, she turned back and said with a smile: "Actually, my parents have said before that learning to paint has no future, but I still persisted.

And I also found a good job. Painting is not useless. Can you show me your painting?"

When Zhang Peng heard that her parents had also stopped her, he suddenly felt sympathy for her and ran towards Ning Huiling.

He took out a few of his previous paintings from his bag: "Here you go."

Ning Huiling took the painting he handed her and her eyes widened: "Your painting is much better than mine."

Even if she is an amateur, she likes painting, and her expertise is in fashion design.

But Zhang Peng's paintings are different. They are really good, and one can see the emotion he injected into them.

Just like what she saw in front of her, she was obviously just standing alone on the beach, but taking a look at it made people feel like they were in front of a mirror.

It was as if she could see the sadness in this man.

"He seemed very sad. He wanted to see the world on the other side, but was blocked by this large sea." Ning Huiling said involuntarily.

Zhang Peng opened his mouth in surprise: "You think so too?"

Ning Huiling nodded.

Zhang Peng's eyes were full of sparkling light. He held her hand excitedly: "You can actually see the thoughts in my paintings."

Ning Huiling blushed, looked at the man's big hand holding her little hand, and nervously wanted to take her hand out: "You are a very good painter, I think you can take your painting to an art exhibition.

Maybe more people will be able to see the artistic conception in your works."

When she said this, Zhang Peng's mood suddenly became high. He didn't just compete with paintings this time.

But he was unsure whether his work would win an award. Now that he was encouraged by her, he was instantly full of confidence.

"Thank you." Zhang Peng said with a sincere smile, "My name is Zhang Peng, and I am from ** City.

Your paintings are also very beautiful, and the clothes you designed are also very beautiful. Remember to put such important things away next time."

After Zhang Peng finished speaking, he waved to her and left.

Ning Huiling looked at his back. She didn't know what was going on, but somehow she shouted at him: "My name is Ning Huiling."

"Okay, I'll see you next time." After Zhang Peng said that, he stopped a taxi and disappeared.

Ning Huiling hugged the drawing paper in her hand a little tighter and strode home.

"Mom, I'm back." Ning Huiling walked to the front yard and her voice spread to the backyard.

She walked to the backyard and as soon as she reached the door, she saw an old man sitting in the house and a young man who looked exactly like him.

When Ning's mother saw her daughter coming back, she immediately ran out of the house, winked at her, and pulled her aside: "Huiling, those two people are here to see you.

They say they are from Zhangjia Factory, which is a very famous factory, and they want you to work as a designer in their factory."

Ning Huiling shook her head: "I won't go. I agreed to go to work in Aunt Yu's factory. It's impossible to go anywhere else."

Ning's mother had the same idea. Sister Yu had helped her family so much, and they were not idle wolves.

But the two people in the room were as thick-skinned as a city wall, and they couldn't even drive them away. They insisted on having a conversation with her daughter, which was shameless.

"I can't drive those two people away. They insist on seeing you. Go talk to them and ask them to leave quickly."

Ning Huiling nodded and walked into the house with long legs: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Old Liu looked at her and said, "I am from Zhangjia Factory, and I would like to invite the girl to work as a designer in our factory.

You can set the price as you wish, and we will definitely satisfy the girl.”

Ning Huiling refused directly: "I'm sorry, I have already signed a contract with the factory, and it is impossible to go anywhere else."

"If you break the contract after signing the contract, we will pay the compensation." Xiao Liu said disapprovingly.

Ning Huiling raised her eyes and looked at the young man, and said in a really loud tone: "Can you afford one hundred thousand yuan?"

"This is more than 100,000 yuan. Why is H Qing so shameless? The liquidated damages are worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Why does she have so much?" Xiao Liu said angrily.

Old Liu glared at her and said with a smile: "It's okay if the girl doesn't want to terminate the contract with H Qing. As long as you can provide us with good design drawings, we will still pay the girl a high price.

Wouldn't this give the girl an extra outlet and earn more money?"

Ning Huiling rolled her eyes: "You think I'm a fool, if someone finds out about me, who will pay me the 100,000 liquidated damages?

I haven’t earned 100,000 by then, and I will have to pay out so much.”
Chapter completed!