Chapter 505 Nightmares (1)

After Ouyang Che finished speaking, he looked at Tang Luoqiao's leaving back and did not catch up. He knew that stalking would have no effect on this woman.

They took a taxi to Hai Mingzhu's residence, knocked on the door, and the two continued with yesterday's work. Regarding the color matching of the clothes, Hai Mingzhu and Tang Luoqiao agreed to choose the most popular hazy color this year.

This year, low-saturation hazy colors are popular in fashion circles, that is to say, to reconcile various high-brightness colors, reduce its brightness, and give people a gentle and non-aggressive sense of elegance.

"Qiaoqiao, this time I plan to design with the inspiration of water dyeing painting, and use the most popular hazy color this year to express a clear and pure state of mind." Hai Mingzhu said, Tang Luoqiao didn't have any meaning to this.

She knew the reason why Hai Mingzhu did this. As for the design, she didn't want to follow the trend, and she didn't want to be a victim of oppression

She wants to be a clear stream in the fashion circle, not flattering, not anxious, and facing all the wind and rain calmly, not everyone understands this state of mind.

However, the sense of layering and the feeling of drifting away that water dyeing paintings should reflect cannot be achieved by ordinary dyeing techniques. This is also a point that Hai Mingzhu is more worried about.

"Can't your Haijia dyeing factory be able to dye this kind of fabric?" Tang Luoqiao asked doubtfully, after all, she still believed in Haijia's technology.

Hai Mingzhu shook her head in surprise: "As the saying goes, there are specialists in art. Maybe I can give a thumbs up to our Hai family's embroidery skills, but their dyeing skills are not as good as the other's. For the fabric, we may have to go to him.”

Seeing her serious face, Tang Luoqiao nodded, she acted swiftly and resolutely, and didn't like to procrastinate, so she said directly: "Well, let's go find him now."

The two of them left the gate of the community, but they didn't expect to be stopped by the guard. He pointed to a black sports car parked beside him and said, "Miss Tang, right? Someone left this sports car here just now and said it was for you." , this is the car key."

Tang Luoqiao took the car key in a daze, and felt helpless when he saw the black sports car, and then left the car key to the guard: "This car is not mine, whoever drives it, let him drive away .”

"Miss Tang, aren't you embarrassing me? That person didn't leave any phone number. He just asked me to hand over the car keys to you." The guard said quickly.

Hai Mingzhu pulled Tang Luoqiao's arm: "What's going on?"

"It's a long story, forget it, give me the car keys." Tang Luoqiao took the car keys in order not to make it difficult for the guard. She has always been unwilling to get entangled in many things. Since Ouyang Che left the car here, she would first open.

The two got into the car. It was the first time for Hai Mingzhu to ride in such a luxurious car, and she was a little excited: "Qiao Qiao, this car is so comfortable to sit in."

"Then you can sit down, it will not only be comfortable but also exciting for a while." Tang Luoqiao held the steering wheel, and an unspeakable feeling came to her heart instantly. During the four years in Fanlu, she also learned racing skills.

In the process of carrying out the task, it is inevitable that some emergency will be encountered. The collision of speed and passion, after touching this sports car, fireworks burst out from her heart again.

After 20 minutes, she arrived at the place designated by Hai Mingzhu. She opened the car door and went to the tree. She vomited and waved at Tang Luoqiao: "Qiao Qiao, in this life, no, in the next life I don't want to ride in your car." gone."

But Tang Luoqiao still had an expression on his face, 20 minutes was too short.

After recovering for a while, Hai Mingzhu tidied up her clothes and knocked lightly on the door. The door of the villa was opened. It was a girl in her teens, youthful and sunny, looking at the two with doubts on her face: "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, my name is Hai Mingzhu, I work at Haijia Dyeing Factory, and I want to come to see Mr. Yu." Hai Mingzhu unconsciously showed respect.

The little girl looked the two of them up and down, and then said: "So you are here to find my grandfather, wait a moment." After she finished speaking, she ran into the house, and after about a minute, she came out and faced the two men. The man said, "Grandpa let you in."

Hai Mingzhu tidied up her clothes again, it was the first time Tang Luoqiao saw her so nervous, and became even more curious about Mr. Yu.

The two walked into the room, stunned by the scene in front of them, and found that there was only one piece of furniture in the empty room, which was a long table in the center with various paints on it.

On the other hand, there are fabrics hanging around the walls, and the breeze blowing in from the open floor-to-ceiling windows gently shakes these fabrics.

Hai Mingzhu was immediately attracted by the fabric hanging around the wall, and slowly looked over with admiration in her eyes. After about 5 minutes, an old man's cough sounded in the room.

Tang Luoqiao naturally noticed the old man when he appeared, but Hai Mingzhu was immersed in the sea of ​​fabrics and didn't notice him at all.

"You are a child of the Hai family." The old man said, and Hai Mingzhu came back to his senses: "Yes, my name is Hai Mingzhu, Mr. Yu, hello."

She hurriedly stretched out her hand respectfully, but the old man just glanced at her, then turned back silently to the long table, began to fiddle with his own paints, and said casually, "What can you do with me?" ?”

Hai Mingzhu withdrew her hand in embarrassment, but after hearing his question, she immediately replied: "That's right, I need a kind of fabric, and I think only Mr. Yu can dye this kind of fabric."

Hearing what she said, the old man who was mixing the dye paused for a moment, then gave her a sharp look, and said with a cold snort: "You Hai family think highly of yourself, you can dye any fabric you want, why bother to come Please, old man, I’m getting old and my brain is not working well, so I’m sure I won’t be able to dye it.”

Looking at the strange atmosphere between the two, Tang Luoqiao was sensitive to the fact that there seemed to be some conflicts between the Hai family and the old man.

So she stepped forward and said with a smile: "Mr. Yu, strictly speaking, I want this batch of fabrics. I heard that Mr. Yu is the leader of this industry, and our brand has always been pursuing the highest quality. Naturally, we must find the best people to dye this batch of fabrics."

Thousands of wears and flattery, the old man immediately satisfied his vanity when he heard Tang Luoqiao say that he was the master of this industry.So his face softened a little, and he said to her: "Oh, it turned out that you, a girl, wanted it, but how did you get together with the Hai family?"

It seems that he still can't get over the hurdle of the Hai family, Tang Luoqiao is a little puzzled, wondering what kind of relationship does Mr. Yu have with the Hai family?However, he still told the truth about his situation.

"Hmph, so it looks like this. It really has the same temper as your father. He is aloof and arrogant, and he values ​​fame and fortune. So what if you win the fight?" The old man didn't know why. Even more angry.

As soon as Hai Mingzhu heard him talking about her father, her complexion sank, and she said sternly, "Mr. Yu, I have always respected you, but that doesn't mean you can comment on my father at will."

After the voice fell, the entire empty room was filled with deathly silence, Tang Luoqiao knew that this was not an attitude of asking others to do something, so he blinked at Hai Mingzhu.

(End of this chapter)

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