Wanton pampering!Chased by a coquettish boss

Chapter 10 Cooperation
Starbucks.A wind chime suddenly rang outside the door, bringing with it a gust of breeze. When Xu Rui heard the sound, he raised his eyes and looked into a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars and as beautiful as glass beads.

The girl's eyebrows were still immature, and her clear and beautiful face showed a kind of indifference that did not belong to this age, which made him lose his mind even after he had seen countless beauties.

After looking around, the girl locked her eyes on him, which made him feel a little nervous subconsciously.

She looks much better than the photo on the ID photo. That kind of beauty does not lie in the appearance, but in the aura.

Yes, aura, an ungraduated student, he actually felt the elegance and dignity emanating from her bones in her.If this kind of aura is not affected by the environment for many years, it will be difficult to form at all.

Thinking of the "Rebirth" series work, he was even more incredible.What kind of person is she? She is from an ordinary scholarly family, has a warm family, is as young as a flower, and what kind of stories has she experienced to design such a heavy work?

"Sorry for the wait."

The voice is like a clear spring flowing, and the tone is clear and gentle.He saw her sit down in front of him, order a cup of Americano calmly, and then slowly look at him, without any stage fright as a newcomer to society.

"Miss Yan is a little different from what I imagined." The handsome man spoke and smiled politely at her.

"Just call me Qingyi." She smiled, her words were businesslike and calm, "Mr. Xu should know the purpose of my trip, so I'll get straight to the point."

He was a little surprised by her lack of coyness, and he nodded gently to her but said it didn't matter.

"The condition is that your assistant has communicated with me, and I don't have any objections. But to be honest, I'm already planning to open my own clothing studio."

"What do you mean...?" Xu Rui waited quietly for her next words.

Aimee Yan smiled, "This studio will only stock popular styles of clothing, and I will not disclose to the public that I am the designer. And I will not use the name of Qingyi to use publicity to use Xu's fame to Drain traffic for your own studio."

She had no such plans.

"It doesn't matter..." Xu Rui smiled gently, and quickly understood what she meant, "Do you want to sign only your high-end series to Xu's?"

Aunt Yan nodded, "Yes, I will guarantee that during the five-year contract period, I will not design haute couture collections for clothing design companies other than Xu's for any commercial purposes. However, my clothing designs for the public and any entries in the competition are It has nothing to do with Xu. The copyright of the entries belongs to me personally, and of course I will not sell the entries to companies other than Xu, at least for the past five years."

This means that if you, Mr. Xu, want to buy my entry, you have to pay extra.

Xu Rui nodded in agreement. "Is there anything else you want?"

"In addition, I hope that Mr. Xu will keep my identity a secret. You need to ensure that no one other than your personal assistant and you knows who is the chief designer of your company. Can."

Although Xu Rui didn't know why she was so obsessed with concealing her identity, and if he hadn't been the organizer of "James Fabric" this time, it would have taken him a lot of trouble to know who "Qing Yi" was.

But he is not a person who talks too much out of curiosity, he just nodded his head in agreement, "Don't worry, Miss Qingyi, you only need to produce a high-definition design draft, just send it to my email every time, if you need an interview, you can arrange it in advance Make an appointment, no one will know who the designer is."

Yan Yuxi nodded slightly.

"It's just that I always need a name." Xu Rui said.

Aunt Yan pondered for a moment, "Then write about Ashley, no one will know her after all."

Xu Rui nodded, "Then it's decided. Tomorrow I will ask my assistant to draft a contract and send it to you."

"Yeah." Yan Yuxi stood up, curled her lips and stretched out her hand, "Then it's a happy cooperation, Mr. Xu."

Xu Rui caught a glimpse of the bright light in her eyes and was lost for a moment. Then he stood up and stretched out his hand, "Please cooperate with me, Miss Qingyi."
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After the two parties discussed all matters, Yan Yuxi returned to school and began to prepare for the work assigned to her by Xu Rui.

Because her identity was kept secret throughout the process, she had no team. She was the only one who took over the entire series of design tasks. Of course, the benefits were also considerable.

Although Xu's company is not comparable to Gu's, the scale of development is also very large. Clothing is Xu's new industry, and it is related to Xu's group's first battle in the clothing business sector. Surprised everyone at the quarterly new product launch.

October arrived as scheduled, but because of the accident on the rooftop that day, she did not dare to go to the place where she often captured inspiration.She took leave alone and planned to visit her grandmother in the countryside to find creative inspiration.

The country town has an exotic and simple style. The people here are warm and hospitable. There are rows of huts with white walls and red tiles. There is a cool breeze with a faint fragrance of pine and orchid, lingering stubbornly on the tip of the nose.

Town A is most famous for its orchids.

In October and autumn, the air is crisp, where the mountains and the sky meet. There are wild orchids all over the mountains and plains, and the quiet fragrance is sweet and sweet.

Yan Yuxi noticed that there was an unassuming orchid shop on the roadside. There was a pot of thin-leaf cold orchid next to the transparent window.

She couldn't help going to the window to have a look. She observed carefully, and the petals of the orchid were very fresh and beautiful with white edges.The artificially domesticated orchids are more beautiful and very precious.

Obviously, this pot is the Hanlan that has been carefully cultivated artificially.

She walked into the store. There was no one there, probably at the very back of the store.The fragrance of orchids hits my face, and the fragrance of cold orchids is also there.

"The fragrance is cold and fragrant, graceful and graceful." She read in a low voice.

Cold orchid is not fragrant because of no one.Quiet and elegant.

Aimee Yan held the sketchbook in one hand, and stroked the paintbrush in her other hand.Something came to her mind.

"There is."

She smiled and walked towards the flower shop while shouting, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

The breeze passed through the window and the flower shop, and the rich smell in the air became more and more intoxicating. After a while, she saw a reclining chair at the corner, on which lay an uncle about 50 years old, wearing a simple gray sweater, bamboo woven The straw hat covered the face, and the bright sunlight shone on the bamboo chair.

As if sensing someone coming, she removed a corner of the bamboo straw hat, and Auntie Yan saw a three-centimeter scar on the face of the middle-aged uncle.The face that should have been benevolent and kind, but this scar added a bit of horror and cruelty.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and sat up. Seeing a cute little girl, he was afraid that his fierce face would scare the customers, so he immediately smiled a little.

"Does the girl want to buy flowers?" He felt that his voice was soft.

"I want to ask... can you let me paint a picture of the cold orchid next to the window at the door?" She said hesitantly, "It won't be in vain, I can pay for it! Because if you buy it... I'm sure I can't afford it, it's too expensive. To be honest, this orchid has given me a lot of inspiration. Can I use the patterns drawn from it in my works? If you want to charge, that's fine. "

The middle-aged uncle looked at this little girl who was dressed like a foreigner, with sincerity and starlight that he could not ignore in her beautiful eyes, he suddenly smiled heartily.

"I can agree to your request, and I won't charge you a penny!"

Auntie Yan was very pleasantly surprised when she heard the words, she felt cute when she saw the scar on the uncle's face, but she still said, "No, no, uncle, because I want to draw the pattern to be vivid and restore Lan's posture 100% , which means that I want to use the posture and shape of your orchid in my pattern without any difference, and you don't charge me, how can this be done!"

"What's the point! Girl, go ahead and draw it. To be honest, this cold orchid was given to me by a noble man two days ago. Not many people know about orchids. You are the first to see its extraordinary quality at a glance. Yeah! I see. You and it are destined to be destined!"

He said with a smile, got up and walked to the window, picked up the pot of orchids and placed them on the window sill beside the bamboo chair.

Under the sunlight, the cold orchid has an antique color, with beautiful flowers and leaves. After the flowers bloom, they are free and elegant. The beauty of the cold orchid is worthy of being one of the best among the national orchids.

Aimee Yan noticed that the pot of this orchid was not simple either.Although she was imprisoned in the dark in her previous life, Gu Yiqin would always collect rare antiques, precious calligraphy and paintings, exquisite carved jade pieces, ceramic jadeware, and countless jewelry from all over the world, just to make her smile.Also because of these, facing the light, she suddenly discovered that the flower pot was actually a purple sand flower pot.

She wondered if she had misread it.

"Your flowerpot..." she hesitated.

"Oh, this flower pot, there are landscape paintings on it, and a handicraft can still give me the feeling of a master's work! You think the person who gave me this gift must be so picky and meticulous!"

Yan Xi was silent.

indeed so.The person who sent this potted flower must have a lot of handwriting, and how picky and perfect he is.If she told the uncle that this pot was several times more expensive than flowers, he probably wouldn't believe it.

(End of this chapter)