Hope You’ve Been Well

Zhuang Forte clamping the computer to meet, the most spacious meeting room, usually close, sigh. People have come in, and the director of each department, the general manager, and Zi and Cheng Jiashu, which is so uncomfortable for the first time.

At the end of the year, it is estimated to be a report. Before the meeting, Zhuang Fan is on the seat to turn the mobile phone, take a lot of street views in Yucheng. He picks a few pieces to send it.

I know that I am sitting in the top head, open the news, take a picture, nine pictures, and then enlarge the seventh. The original old street tried the building, Zhuang Fan's heart was taken against the glass curtain wall, and the left side of the photo reflected half of the people, it was a speech.

He edited: "Is it next to you Po?"

Zhuang Fan's heart back: "I am sick, let's go shopping together."

I know the expression of "stunning": "Is it better?"

"Nothing." Zhuang Fan's heart blunt, seems to complain, "he hangs me, if you are separated from me, sometimes I want to mention the old things, I want to beham, squatting."

: "Tell the temple?"

"Of course, there is no." Zhuang Fan's heart, "Special heart ... I feel unfortunate."

I knew that the seat was glanced at: "Then you feel a fart."

The meeting begins, Zhuang Fan is put a good phone, and lifts the Baba slightly. It is the same as Cheng Jiama opposite the table, and the Cheng Jiashu is smashed, and the five senses have indeed a kind of blood type. Cheng Jiama also looked at him, and the red lips hook quickly, raised, and smiled in his bright.

Zhuang Fan's heart is too lazy to cope, but when I think of the call, Jiama sister Xiaozhuang brother, suddenly can't help. He is happy, a little smile, and the Cheng Jiama has reversed his face.

The Financial Director has made a report, and later, several other departments, the design department of the fashion company is the core, and put on the front of the boss.

Zhuang Fan is not very serious, like the fourth lesson in the past, the old god, then thinking about what lunch, now is thinking, is it coming back? Have time to agree on him?

He pondered, it's not good to be too tight, let's get tired. Then I don't agree, he gave the clothes to the clothes, and the fabrics of the shirt were also picked, and they first did one at night.

Finally, I went to the design department, and I called: "Where is the heart?" The name of the shout, very gentle, engaged in Cheng Jiashu to go back to the eye, "You first talk about the design department is going on."

Zhuang Vantan's straight back, entering the state, said: "The design department has a fixed work arrangement every month. Now it is January, the production and monitoring of spring and summer clothes has been completed, and there is a more serious problem," he Since the beginning of Cheng Jiama and the financial officer, all know people, "but solved it, I think it should take a little measure, or some adjustments."

Zhuang Fan said that people understand, people who don't understand, people don't understand, I didn't expect that I didn't think of him, I opened it: "It is the clothing factory does not work according to the contract, the essence is to destroy behavior, and is the first Second times. "

Cheng Jiama hurts to be silent, as if not related to himself. Production recovery, has also been awkward for this, and she feels that I know just warned a few words, no matter how it will give her a face again.

Zhuang Fan is low, and it understands that since it is a new factory, it is determined to sin. Cheng Jiama, but also prepare it in front of the love.

"Some," he moved to the other side, "I suggested for a factory."

I looked at the heart of Zhuang Fan, I understood it, I learned that I sang a white face for him, trying to make him less difficult. Zhuang Fan continued: "The factory decides the final production, but the docking problem will affect the supply, the economic loss is the second, reputation and reputation impact on a brand's blow."

Cheng Jiama opened the mouth: "The Director of Zhuang is serious."

"Heavy? I feel light." Zhuang Fan looked at Cheng Jiashu, and suddenly rose to another level, "Silhouette and ordinary fashion brands are different, the boss is a big star and well-known stylist, its well-known and exposure is very high. How many stars have love to wear, they have to play, once the quality of production is problematic, the cover can't be covered. It must also be held with the total reputation of the Triago. "

Zhuang Fan said: "A clothing factory, why bother to leave a hidden danger, is the bar course?" Look at the brother, then see the sister, "General Manager and the whole is a brothers and sisters. My brother is thinking. "

He used "more" words, meaning, the benefits of the dress factory, will not be more important than the parent brother?

"That is natural, the director of the Zhuang said." Cheng Jiama responded, "But Fujian's factory cooperation has been in cooperation, and it is very good, and there will be no next time, no need to change."

Zhuang Fan Xin asked: "Do you have to give a chance again?"

He is not letting, every sentence is from the idea, and after the reason, he is moving to Cheng Jiashuo: "General, even if you don't do, you can always pay attention to the design and development of Silhouette, what problems It is his heart. "

Cheng Jiashu's look is faint. It can be seen that there is nothing interest in the meeting. He is named, and it shows that the attitude said: "I don't have a company's business. The production review is doing the design department, then the design department decides."

Zhuang Fanxin smiled: "Well, since the sum of Cheng, the summary of the company agreed, then I will be a suitable factory as soon as possible."

Cheng Jiama did not distinguish, seeing no hope, it can also fall a good posture, only sprinkle the pestle tree, then silently turn your own folder.

Zhuang Fan's heart gives it to the wings of the wings like the sparrow, and they are in the case of classrooms, they secretly communicate. The words are said, he said: "The sample in autumn is also coming out, the design department is fixed, and it will be transferred to the Sales Department before the year."

It is mentioned in the New Year, and the annual holiday is open, and Zhuang Fan said: "The first spring is going to do the fashion exhibition of the clothesline, the hurry is ready."

I know that the crew considers this thing, the department's designers have been operated, this year, Zhuang Fan is coming, before shooting the advertiser, the way to stand a wave of independently designs, it should be good. The focus is, he knows that Zhuang Fan does not like to be empty, and the exhibition is the most intuitive way of showing works.

Zhuang Fan immediately said: "I will do it well."

The spokes are basically over, the Zhuang Fan is temporary, drinking water with a chair. All departments are finished, and the general manager, Cheng Jiama got off the lights, secretly, and the curtain showed a program, which is about Silhouette's product expansion.

Cheng Jiama said: "The plan of product expansion is proposed a year ago, the market department and the Ministry of Finance have made a lot of analysis, stranded, and finally made this complete plan at the beginning of the month."

After the fashion brand has developed, it will add some accessories, such as shoes, bags, jewelry, etc. Ok, earrings. "

"In the market research, the jewelry is more memorable, it is more likely to make the audience to generate a brand impression. So if you do this, we don't choose to go to the net, just keep the jewelry, the market reaction is good. You can open a line. "

This is an extension of the Erriege, there is a market department's data support, and there is a budget analysis of the Finance Department. Every step is very solid, it is worth trying to try.

Cheng Jiashui's session is destroyed. At this moment, I gave my sister and agreed. I know that it is not right to do things, and I think it is feasible.

Zhuang Fan still relying on the chair, it is done, and he is unintentional and there is no power to decision other, the light on the scene, cut to the next more meticulous plan, he turned his head to see the most prominent title - Jewelry Design.

He unscrewed the water and drunk, and he was not coming to the scene.

"With regard to specific implementation, we can build a jewelry design group, hired jewelry designers." Cheng Jiama said in an inently, "the offline, first look for factory cooperation, there are currently three or four options."

I know: "The jewelry design group and below the design department?"

Cheng Jiama said: "The previous period is such a plan. If the effect is not satisfactory, cut off in time, how to develop well, will plan another department in the future." She refers to the heart of Zhuang Fan, "Zhuang Director is responsible for the design department People, I heard that I have read the jewelry design before, I also took a prize, and I will supervise the jewelry design group. "

Can more labor, the price followed, I didn't expect Zhuang Fan's heart, and refused to say: "Sorry, I can't take care."

Cheng Jiama said: "The Director of Zhuang is too modest. For such an arrangement, in terms of working hours and salary, the company will also meet your adjustment needs. Don't worry, think about it again?"

The voice of a very harsh, the sound of Zhuang Forte handled the water bottle: "My contract is the clothing designer, the jewelry design I can't do it." He looked at it, meaning it clearly, no matter who required It is useless.

I know that I'm doing the meaning of the heart, and there is not so much energy in one person, I must ask the jewelry designer. "

Cheng Jiama said: "I just feel a bit regret. Since the director is unwilling, then I don't worry." She took the initiative to attract, "In fact, I have a friend to be a jewelry design, the resume is very good, I also know a lot of industries. People, don't group the team, I personally be responsible. "

Just set up, everyone has been busy after the year. Scattered, Zhuang Fan's heart clamping the computer back design department, being smashed, looking at the shoulders, asking him to eat in the company in the company at noon.

Zhuang Fan said: "It is called small temperature."

I asked again, I went home at home at night, my grandmother came, I want to eat beef hot pot.

"No." Zhuang Fan is embarrassed, earn shoulders, "I know what you want, jewelry design, I don't do it, I have forgotten how to paint."

I am afraid that I am afraid that I am afraid, and I know that I will take the past, I will give it to the country. "The first time I have a decree, I choose the theme that best remembers, right, want a star show?"

Zhuang Fan's heart did not consider so far, please, please, you have to fit the design style, and then say it. In the afternoon sector meeting, the autumn samples, a group of people said that smile is very relaxed.

To get started, the supervisor proposal, one is to know, the second is to dress too careful, do not do anything more waste. Hula is all left, Zhuang Fan is not going, staying in the office to do the design outline of the fashion show.

A view of the lanterns in the beginning of the newspaper, hanging outside the window, more than the black body on the computer, but he stared at the display a few hours, next to the hand, the ghost, ghost, ghosts.

The code is a good outline, and the Silhouette is almost emptied with the end of the Finance Department. Zhuang Fusheng still doesn't go, take off the sweater, only one short-sleeved T-shirt left, and enter the proofment room.

The car moves away from the parking lot.

The last letter, seeing Zhuang Fan Xin, Gu Yan will not admit that he is in the first few of them. I got down, he was annoyed, from Yucheng, why didn't Zhuang Fan's heart?

I have done, I touched it, and he still shot.

Should be drums, and the victory will be pursued.

Love, love, this kind of thing, danger, can destroy a doctors. Gu Yichen's thief gave the hunaruxin news, just withdraw it, put it immediately, plugged into the car key.

Zhuang Fan's heart is cut on the console, putting down the powder, wiping the hand, and only one "each other has been withdrawn" when you open the message. What, he martING: "Do you send me a message?"

"What do you want to say, how to withdraw?"

"Is there?"

"Stolen number?"

"Are you a person? Let's talk about your birthday of your life?"

Nothing to reply, Zhuang Fan is full of taste, and he hangs! 80% is to die! He rushed to others, edit: "I will give you clothes in the company, and the shirt can be done tonight."

Guaixiang to the intersection, red light, after reading the string of news: "I just got off work."

I don't explain what to withdraw, but I don't ask my clothes. However, Zhuang Fan has not learned. He dialed the past, and then said: "Shirt should pick accessories, what you like, it is best to take a look."

Cut the words, stepping on the oil, turning around, rushing Silhouette, hanging up, glimpse fast food restaurants in the street corner.

After forty minutes, Zhuang Fan turned off the machine, and he took the safety of the security guard. He looked at the watch out of the proofment room, just in the promise of the promenade.

There are three-piece suit in a suit, cover the coat, carry out the shoes, from the head to the feet of the high-level elite, but the left hand holds a large bag of McDonald's, and the right hand is a glass of wheat.

Zhuang Fan's eyes are straight, and the wind is in the body. I don't feel cold. I've been close to the words, and I look at him: "Engaging or cutting wheat, putting you hot."

Zhuang Fuli is not confuting, eats the wheat vie, eat, in the operation, the two classrooms are so large, but the equipment is narrow. Just made a good shirt on the consignment desk, kneading his shoulders, smelling, staining the taste of the ancient dragon on the body.

"Do you like it?" Zhuang Fan asked.

Gu Yan, no, answer: "What accessories?"

Zhuang Fanxia picked up the Bak: "Collar adds a point line design," also copy the draft map, "I have a look, the fabric I decided, you choose the color. Black?"

Gu Yan said: "It is like a dead man to Xiaoyu."

"..." "Zhuang Fan is turning a picture," red, very colored. "

Gu Yu said: "It's like mixed."

Zhuang Fan's heart is turning again: "Is it in the blue?"

Gu Yu said: "Workshop technician."

Hey, Zhuang Fan's heart put the thick cloth card, picking up the wheat vie, eating, eating one while eating: "You don't like to say, I will change the design, yin and yang strange! I bought a bicycle in this year!"

Think of buying bicycles, guilty, laughing: "Bicycles let me try, you let me do it, how do I know."

"Then you tried, try!" Zhuang Fan shake the shirt open, "Don't fit, eat the sewing machine!"

Cut the words and low-headed, cuffs, take off the coats and suits, to the front of the people, take off the sliders, there is still the shirt, he pulls down the tie, the flow of flowers reflect the incandescent lamp, hang In the neck of the heart.

Zhuang Fan is not fierce, sponge, holding the wheat radiophage, calm, taking a step towards him, a punch is not arriving, the button is buckled, from the first beginning, the wide chest is a little bit Come.

All unsaled, and touched the shirt, throw it on the heart of Zhuang Fan, and he often throws to the treasure, the girl will sprinkle, this is honest, and it is blinded.

Pick up the new dress, call the words: "Don't you try, do you try it?"

Zhuang Fan Xin has an airweight: "I forgot ..."

Gu Yan, lifting his hand, pinching the shroud of the heart of the heart, the scorpion is deep: "How is it so honest." While saying, "it's right, no yourself of."

Pick up the shirt, revealing the face of the heart, the thick scorpion is like the lake in the early spring, the tremble is frozen, flashed. Gu Yan lightly prints the mouth, the wheat flavor, the people want to taste, I can't help but dizzy.