How Much Love Fades Away

Cheng ZiNuo went out to look for a day's work. Unfortunately, he came back in vain.

As the night gets darker, Cheng ZiNuo finds that some buskers still haven't closed their stalls. He probably thinks the business is OK and wants to make more money.

Since I can't find a job, I'll come out and have a try.

Cheng Zenuo finally made up his mind.

As soon as she got home, she searched the Internet for information about how to get a busker license.

After knowing the details, she began to prepare carefully for the exam.

Before long, Cheng ZiNuo got his busker license.

She's going to be on duty.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Cheng ZiNuo took some scrap pieces, newspaper strips, zipper rings, plush balls, synthetic leather and other corner materials he had found in her room, as well as needles and threads of various thicknesses and colors, as well as an old mini sewing machine, and started working in the square not far from her apartment.

She skillfully combined the shapes and colors of the pieces of cloth, sewed them together, interspersed them with newspaper notes and zipper rings as decorations... Since she was a child, she liked to play with sewing machines, so her movements were very sharp. In less than an hour, a slanting dress with strong sense of color and punk style was born.

Because Cheng ZiNuo is made on the spot, she can see every needle and thread clearly. In addition, she has a pair of dexterous hands, which can easily shuttle through the complex and messy waste, turning decay into magic. Naturally, many passers-by come to watch.

She also combined synthetic leather with plush ball, and soon, big eye shoulder bag, five finger hand bag, tassel mobile phone bag... Strange but unique bags came out like elves.

The crowd applauded and marveled.

In order to increase the fun, Cheng Zinuo took out her only box of foundation, an eyebrow pencil and a lipstick from her cosmetic bag. She gave herself a thick smoky eye and painted a big red lip. It's amazing that her make-up at this time matches perfectly with the gorgeous red rose on her face.

After putting on her make-up, Cheng ZiNuo puts on the dress she just sewed, carries the tassel mobile phone bag and walks up in the crowd.

With the breeze blowing, her skirt and the tassels on her bag, she is a smart girl. She is fashionable, avant-garde and has a personality. She is shining in this rainy and foggy city all year round.

Everyone was so excited that they scrambled to buy the dresses and bags made by Cheng ZiNuo. Some even paid a deposit to book new styles with Cheng ZiNuo.

Cheng didn't expect that the first day of work was so good. At the end of the day, she made 500 pounds.

If the business is like this every day, she and Xiaojun will have no worries about food and clothing. however

Who knows if I can make so much every day.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. Cheng ZiNuo was ready to go home.

Suddenly, a deep middle-aged man's voice rang out behind Cheng ZiNuo, "this lady, can we have a chat alone?"

Cheng Zenuo turns around in surprise - the man in front of him has a standard Oriental face, wears a pair of gold rimmed glasses, has gray hair, and is dressed in a well tailored black suit. He is a man with refined temperament.

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know you." Cheng ZiNuo is a little wary. The middle-aged man handed a business card to Cheng ZiNuo and politely introduced himself to Cheng ZiNuo, "Hello, madam. My name is Xu Zhiwen, a fashion designer. Here is my business card."

Xu Zhiwen?

Cheng Zenuo couldn't help breathing.

Is this Xu Zhiwen the founder of the famous clothing brand "Zhiwen clothing"?

She has checked online before that "Zhiwen clothing" is headquartered in London, and there are "Zhiwen clothing" counters in shopping malls of major cities in other countries. She used to buy discount money from Zhiwen clothing in Huajing shopping center of domestic port city. She can't afford the price of the new model.

With curiosity, Cheng took the card and looked down at zhiwenfu

Decoration Co., Ltd. Design Director: Xu Zhiwen.

It's really the founder of Zhiwen clothing.

Cheng ZiNuo raised his head, eyes across the color of surprise, she smile, "Hello Mr. Xu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

With a gentle smile, Xu Zhiwen told Cheng Zenuo truthfully, "I just came back from a business trip in Paris today. When I passed this square, I suddenly saw you sewing dresses and bags. Then I stood by and watched you all the time. I find that you are very talented in design and have a keen sense of color. If you are trained well, you will have a bright future. Are you interested in working with me

"Mr. Xu, is that true? Do you really want me to work with you? " Cheng was flattered.

Xu Zhiwen nodded and looked serious. "I'm not kidding you. You are very talented. You are a rare talent. You just lack a sense of professionalism. However, you can be cultivated the day after tomorrow. You are so spiritual and savvy that you can master it quickly. When you get to our company, you start as an apprentice and study hard bit by bit. "

All of a sudden, he has a stable job. Cheng Zenuo is a little unbelievable. After all, she had worked so hard to find a job before, but she got nothing in the end. She became a busker when she had to. And the income of street artists fluctuates and is not stable, and there will be a sense of crisis.

"Mr. Xu, what's the treatment of your company?" Cheng ZiNuo asked about his worries.

"Room and board, single room. We have all the benefits we should have. Eight hour work. If you are a apprentice, because of your good qualifications, I will not give you the minimum standard. I will give you ten pounds an hour, and the salary will be paid weekly. If you are transferred later, your salary will increase naturally. " Xu Zhiwen says what he gives Cheng Zenuo.

Cheng Zenuo hesitated for a few seconds, and then began to talk awkwardly. She said, "Mr. Xu, to be honest, I have a five-year-old son. Our mother and son are living a hard life at present. Since your company provides accommodation, can I take my son to live with me? "

In this way, she doesn't have to live in Lu Xuanyu's friend's high-end apartment with Xiaojun. Otherwise, Lu Xuanyu always helps her and Xiaojun unconditionally. She doesn't want to owe Lu Xuanyu more and more.

Hearing Cheng ZiNuo say that she has a five-year-old son, Xu Zhiwen is somewhat surprised.

Look at Cheng Zi Nuo's delicate face, it doesn't look like a woman who has been a mother.

"Of course. You can take your son with you. " Xu Zhiwen readily agreed.

Cheng ZiNuo held Xu Zhiwen's hand gratefully and said with joy, "thank you, Mr. Xu. I'll do well. "

On the way home, Cheng Zi's hand on his side became a fist, and her mood was still not calm——

Now that the opportunity has come, I will seize it. Du Jinnian, Du Jianing, one day, I will return to your city, you

Owe me, I will definitely get it back from you!