Under the golden sunshine in the morning, the three-story building emitted a hazy ray of light, giving people a solemn and mysterious feeling.

Pei Mo couldn't help but feel the intention of exploring the truth, but he knew that as his own identity, he would easily be regarded as a ulterior motive for his ulterior motives. He had to forcefully press down on his impulse and said to himself secretly: "Design Department, wait for me!"

Just as I looked at the last time, a sharp ear-punching voice came from the warehouse inappropriately: "Pei Mo, why are you stunned at the door of the station early in the morning? Don't check in anymore, right? Don't want it for fifty yuan, right?"

Pei Mo turned around and saw that it was Li Jie who was working with him. The warehouse of Yaxuan Clothing was divided into raw material database, auxiliary material database and finished product database. Pei Mo was in the second warehouse of the finished product database. According to the principle of not being tired of working with men and women, each branch database strictly controlled the ratio of men and women. Women were in charge of entry and exit and inventory, and even had the right to suggest men to the men who worked with the team. In fact, he was the position of the branch database manager, and men were like a coolie.

There is no way. The owner of Yaxuan Clothing is a woman and only produces women's clothing. On this 30 acres of land, women support the whole sky!

And this sister Li, even if she is not beautiful, is not a sister. She is a short and fat woman in her forties, and is merciless. In short, all the dirty and tiring work in the warehouse are all the duties of Pei Mo and another warehouse manager. She is just pointing fingers and keeping accounts.

If it were the case in the past, Pei Mo would have explained with a wry smile, but today, he smiled indifferently and walked in.

Sister Li couldn't help but glance at her for a few more times, her face faintly dissatisfied, and she always felt that some changes had occurred on Pei Mo's body.

After the card was played, Pei Mo also noticed this. He felt that Sister Li, who was still cursed and flattered yesterday, had been woven many times in secret. Today, she fell into her eyes and had become an ant-like existence, which made him think secretly.

‘Is this the mentality of a strong man?’ Pei Mo suddenly felt his heart. In his guess, on the one hand, the characters Roland came into contact with were almost all from the upper class, and after he absorbed Roland’s memories, his vision would inevitably become broader. On the other hand, it was related to devouring Roland’s soul, and would be more or less affected by some external personality.

You should know that as a top figure in the industry, he has a sense of arrogance. How could he care about a small warehouse leader if he doesn’t care about that person!

Pei Mo actually knew that having a strong mentality is certainly a good thing, but the problem is that she is not a strong person yet. Take Sister Li in front of her for example. She just needs to report to her, even if she doesn't have to roll the bed and go home, her salary will be deducted.

However, Pei Mo could not have made a smile on his face. On the one hand, his mentality had really changed. On the other hand, he always felt that Roland had not died completely, and it was very likely that he was still hiding in an unaware corner and peeking at him.

Although this is suspicious, Pei Mo, who inherited Roland's mantle, was extremely reluctant to let the imagined Roland look down on him.

Pei Mo wants to show Roland that his future achievements will surpass him and he will not become a gay man!

Pei Mo turned his mind and sorted out the warehouse. After a phone rings in the warehouse, Sister Li called out, "Pei Mo, come here!"

Pei Mo put down his work, walked over without any haste, and asked lightly: "Sister Li, what's the matter?"

Sister Li took out a piece of clothing and transfer order, handed it over and said, "Send this to the design department, they need to re-program, go and return!"

For a moment, Pei Mo couldn't believe his ears anymore. Design Department! This is the holy place in the minds of Yaxuan Clothing Security Warehouse!

He felt that God really favored him. Just as he thought the design department was waiting for me, he really had the opportunity to go to the design department!

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you go quickly?" Pei Mo was not able to accept this beautiful reality. Sister Li urged him disdainfully: "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Just like you, you have nothing to do. A small worker who earns two thousand yuan, and you still want to have the idea of ​​a girl in the design department? Wait until you drive a BMW in the future. I advise you to save money now, correct your mentality, and don't lose our warehouse face!"

These words were sarcastic and mean, but Pei Mo would not bother with her. He took the thing and turned around and left.

The distance between two hundred meters is very close. When Pei Mo pushed open the door of the design department with excitement, he was in a daze for a moment. Is this still the design department? Pei Mo couldn't help but look back at the three big characters on the glass door, the design department!

The design department is not as beautiful as I and my colleagues imagined. It is very messy inside. In the space of more than 100 square meters, more than a dozen large tables are spread out in an orderly manner. Each table is equipped with a sewing machine, and there are extra-large rulers, compass, computers, files and drawings and some fragments on the table.

The aisles and corners are either plastic models that are shelved or worn or not, or the grounds that are piled with various fabrics that can barely be placed on the ground, and there are also rag heads, and the air also emits the smell of sewing machine oil.

Pei Mo was a little disbelief, shook his head, and then turned his attention to the designers in the house, which slightly changed his impression of the design department. There were nine designers in total, one of the middle-aged women was directly ignored, and there were two young women in their thirties. The rest were about the same age as his own. Overall, they looked at least at least medium-sized.

When the mysterious veil is unveiled, you will find that in fact, this is the case. The design department that coexists with neatness and elegance in Pei Mo only exists in the world of fashion dramas and top designers. As a second-rate and third-rate domestic and less-affordable women's clothing brand, Yaxuan Clothing naturally cannot spend a lot of money to improve the designer's working environment.

Pei Mo was still stunned, and a girl with a ponytail waved to him: "Are you here to deliver clothes? Come in quickly!"

The girl is not tall, but she is very evenly accustomed. She is not too beautiful without makeup, but she is very delicate, giving people a refreshing and neat feeling. A hint of anxiety appeared in her big eyes, so Pei Mo hurried over.

The girl hurriedly grabbed her clothes, picked up her pen, and signed her name on the transfer form.

Pei Mo took it and found that the words were two words, but he didn't recognize the content, so he had to shake his head secretly.

While tearing the bottom couplet, the girl hurriedly shook her clothes and muttered, "What's the problem? Why can't I sell it? Oh, the bonus this month has been ruined!"

In Yaxuan Clothing, except for a very small number of senior designers, ordinary designers use the responsibility hook system, that is, after the designed clothing is placed in the factory, if the sales are not as good as expected, they will be held accountable. The most common method is to deduct bonuses. If it cannot be achieved continuously, it will only be fired, which is very cruel!

Pei Mo raised his eyes and swept the girl's breasts quickly: The intern designer, thinking no wonder, but a designer next door had already waved to the front and sighed sympathetically: "Yes, this beautiful shirt, I didn't see any problem, why didn't anyone buy it? You placed five hundred pieces in this batch of orders, and ten pieces were sold after ten days. Our company has nearly twenty points, plus online orders, the average daily shipment volume is only one piece. Is it because consumers' vision has become worse, or are they brainless?"

The words were sympathy, but anyone could hear the gloating. Pei Mo turned his eyes again. This was an ordinary designer in his twenties, with straight golden hair, thick foundation on his face, which contrasted with the darkness of his neck, a small suspender on his upper body, and a small short skirt on his lower body, and an unconcealable joy between his eyebrows and eyes.

Sure enough, there are Jianghu where there are people. Yaxuan Clothing is such a small design department, and it is full of open and secret struggles. Pei Mo turned his eyes away at the shirt in the girl's hand.

This is a simple and elegant milky white vertical shirt with a tight waist, a few leaves-shaped computer flower shapes dotted on the shoulders and chest, which looks playful and cute. According to common sense, wearing it can show the youthful vitality of young women. Moreover, the price is not expensive. The price on the sign is 188, but it will be discounted in actual sales. The autumn outfit will be launched next month to estimate that it will be at least 60 to 70% off.

Involuntarily, Pei Mo felt that his spirit was all focused on this shirt. He discovered the inconsistency in just a blink of an eye, and immediately blurted out: "There are some flaws in the treatment of the collar. If the arc-corner collar is changed to a small pointed collar and expand it up by one third of the inch, the effect will be better!"

The words were full of unquestionable! However, Pei Mo was shocked! He didn't go through his brain when he spoke. Was this said himself or was it said in a gay ghost Roland? He felt that he had an urge to not speak up at that time. If he didn't say it out, he would feel extremely depressed!

But the words were spoken, and the eyes in the house were attracted one after another, full of disdain and contempt. The blonde designer couldn't help but chuckled: "Oh! If I didn't know that you were looking at the warehouse, I would really treat you as a designer. Nowadays, anyone can point fingers. Could it be that the designers are so terrible?"

Pei Mo had no time to pay attention to it. He had to figure out whether Roland was not dead and hiding in the dark to cause trouble.

On the contrary, the girl did not rush to deny it, but stared at the shirt in her hand, with deep thoughts in her eyes, and quickly asked, "Can you say more details?"

As if he really turned into Roland at this moment, Pei Mo continued to think without hesitation: "If I guessed correctly, this shirt should be designed by you as a model. To be honest, its style is very beautiful and suits your uniform figure. If you wear it, there will be no flaws. It is just that you ignore the fact that not all girls can have your figure. It can only modify the beauty of the slender neck. For girls with short and thick necks, wearing it will only make the ugly neck look better.
Chapter completed!