Jiujiu said as she walked to the kitchen, "now the boat has grown up. I'm free at home alone. I thought about finding something to do. I thought about whether to open a studio. I'll do it today."

When I opened the refrigerator, there were a lot of dishes in it, but it was troublesome to make. Since Li Chao and Li Zhou had been hungry for a long time, Jiu Jiu chose the one that was cooked faster.

Jiujiu asked Li Chao, "is sour soup noodles OK?"

"Yes, as long as you make it delicious, by the way, what kind of studio do you want to open?"

"In terms of fashion design." Jiujiu took out three poached eggs and beat them into the pot. While washing vegetables, he said, "I've been in the fashion business with you all my life. In addition to making clothes, I can't think of what else I can do. By the way, I may be busy after a while. It's estimated that I can't cook for you on time, so I'm going to hire a nanny for my family. What do you think?"

Li Chao actually supports Jiujiu's saying that she wants to go out to run a studio.

However, as soon as he heard that Jiujiu would affect his eating because of the studio, he immediately felt like lifting a stone and hitting his feet.

When talking about business, you need to socialize. The more times you socialize outside, the more Li Chao finds that the food Jiujiu cooked is really delicious.

Even simple fried vegetables are much more delicious than those cooked in restaurants outside.

That's why he's coming home on time for dinner.

However, it's a good thing that Jiujiu wants to create his own studio, and he has no reason to stop Jiujiu from creating his own studio. Therefore, although he is not very comfortable, he can only smile and say, "OK, I'll ask the assistant to find it, but I'm afraid it will be hard for you in the past few days."

"Cooking for you and the boat is my happiest thing. What's hard? It's you. You're really hard working outside the company day by day."

Just as the poached eggs were almost cooked, Jiujiu threw down a handful of noodles.

After a while, three bowls of delicious noodles in sour soup were ready.

Jiujiu calls Li Zhou, and the three have a bowl of noodles. After sitting in the restaurant, Jiujiu throws the dishes and chopsticks to Li Chao and asks him to wash them. He goes directly into the study and begins to make plans for the studio.

Li Chao, who finally waited until Jiujiu's holiday left, thought that he could have a more romantic story tonight, but he didn't expect that not only did he have no fart, but even Jiujiu people didn't see it.

Because Jiujiu slept directly in the study.

The next day, Li Chao ate Jiujiu's meal as he wished, but he didn't see Jiujiu's people.

In the following time, Jiujiu went out early and came back late every day, just like the smell of taking home as a dormitory.

After two months of tossing and turning, the studio was finally established.

Allen was the first person to enter the studio. At the same time, he handed in ten design drafts to Jiujiu.

Different from the avant-garde clothes in the previous design, these design drafts look like the aristocrats of the last century.

Of course, the raw materials and ornamented jewelry he needs are naturally not much cheaper.

Just a quick glance, Jiujiu smelled the fragrance of RMB.

When Jiujiu finished reading the design draft, Allen put a piece of paper into Jiujiu's hand with an excited face, "this is what I need. Can you find it for me?"

Jiujiu took what Alan handed over. "I'll help you find what else you need."

"No, I'll find the others myself. Just give me the money."

Jiu Jiu, "..."

This is so direct.

He'll find the others himself. He just needs money.

If the communication between people can be as simple as Alan, how harmonious should there be in this world.

Jiujiu ate a bank card from her pocket and handed it to Alan. "There's a million in it. When can you give me the finished product?"

Although she has contacts, there are few samples for reference, and no one will place an order.

Alan, "half a month."

This design draft follows a low-key and luxurious route, which is very troublesome to sew. Even if several people rush to work day and night, they can't do it for more than ten days.

"I'll see you again in half a month. By the way, I've found another designer. You can discuss something with her in the future."

Jiujiu said, let the steamed stuffed bun standing at the door come out, pointed to the steamed stuffed bun and said to Alan, "you will be colleagues in the future, and you can communicate with each other."

"Good boss."

Alan glanced up at the steamed stuffed bun. Well, he made a noise and went into the room to continue drawing.

Ignoring Allen's love, steamed stuffed bun rolled his eyes and turned to his house.

There can't be only one style in a studio. Allen's design style is biased towards the edge of the sword. People who like it will like to die, but those who don't like it will never catch a cold. Therefore, Jiujiu brought the little cute steamed stuffed bun to make up for Allen's shortcomings.

There are Allen and steamed stuffed bun in the studio. Jiujiu can basically relax. The rest is about the publicity of the studio.

And there is a good opportunity right now.

That is the annual meeting of Li Chao company.

Li Chao company holds an annual meeting every year, and Li Chao also calls Wang Juan every year.

But Wang Juan felt that the annual meeting was a matter of a group of people laughing and laughing. It was no big deal. With this time, she might as well stay at home and help Li Zhou with his homework.

Therefore, Wang Juan has never attended Li Chao's annual meeting.

Because Wang Juan has never attended Li Chao's annual meeting, people in the company have a lot of speculation about Jiujiu, the landlady.

The one with the most approval votes is that Jiujiu must be ugly. After all, a woman who can help Li Chao start from scratch is probably a strength school.

The strength faction has always been weak in appearance.

Therefore, after knowing that Jiujiu was coming to attend the annual meeting, it caused a great sensation in the company.

Everyone stared to see what Jiujiu looked like.

Is it as old and ugly as they guessed.

On the day of the annual meeting.

Jiujiu got up early in the morning and put on the cheongsam made by Allen and steamed stuffed bun for her, coupled with exquisite curly hair and exquisite makeup. The emerald jewelry complemented her exquisite big red lips. Even Li Chao, who witnessed Jiujiu's change bit by bit, couldn't help shaking his mind when Jiujiu appeared in front of him, let alone those employees who had never seen Jiujiu.

When Jiujiu appeared in front of them holding Li Chao's arm, the audience was amazed.

Ding Nan, who thought Jiu Jiu must be old and ugly, pinched her arm and asked her colleagues sitting next to her, "do you see, do you see, the woman next to the boss should not be the boss's wife ~"