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"Old... "Boss?"

The two shop assistants looked at each other, and then carefully examined the Gao Yiqing. In just a few seconds, they were shocked!

Yesterday's press conference had been a hubbub of conversation, and the two of them had also seen it. After all, he had to be concerned about the matter that involved his store's change of ownership. They hadn't noticed her appearance when Gao Yiqing entered the room, but now that they looked closely, it really was that woman from the TV!

"Hello, Boss Gao!" The shop assistant quickly shouted.

Gao Yiqing waved his hand while smiling, "Just call me Yi Qing," as she said this, she circled around the shop, and finally stopped in front of a window, pointing to one of the wedding gowns and asked, "How long ago was this design?"

Little Wang followed behind Gao Yiqing. After frowning for a while, she shook her head and said, "I don't remember. When I first arrived, I hung it up. It should have been there for a long time."

If she remembered correctly, the wedding dress had been here for at least seven or eight years before she entered the hospital. Placing the outdated wedding dress at the front door would not attract any business, not to mention that they were playing the custom-designed brand.

"Put all of these away." The Gao Yiqing gestured.

The other shop assistant, Whitey, asked tentatively, "Sister Yi Qing, all of them?"

Because if he didn't have anything to show for the wedding dress, and then put away the old wedding dress, then there would be nothing left in the shop!

"En," Gao Yiqing saw the worry on the adonis's face and explained, "There is no good wedding dress to design again, but one must ensure that the works placed in the window are all brought up on stage."

Little Wang and Little White quickly nodded.

Gao Yiqing was rather satisfied with these two small shop assistants. Although they looked like they had just entered the profession and didn't understand anything, their attitude was still very good.

It was just like when she had entered the room earlier. They did not treat their customers passively just because their Snow Color had declined.

Furthermore, after she revealed her identity, they did not reveal any other emotions due to the bias of public opinion.

Gao Yiqing stayed in the shop for two hours, and used these two hours to draw a simple interior design. Afterwards, he gave Xiao Wang and Xiao Bai a quest.

Take this map to a company that can handle interior design and decoration, and use one month's time to change the appearance of the shop in Snow Color.

Since she wanted to revive her Snow Color, she had to start from the very beginning.

Snow Color's overall tone was rather dark right now, giving people a very depressing feeling. For newbies who had come to customize wedding gowns, their mental feelings would be terrible. Furthermore, the wedding dress displayed in the window was flawlessly white. If all the interior patterns were opened up, the bright visual effect would be even better.

Gao Yiqing felt that this change was very necessary.

Xiao Wang and Xiao Bai were very obedient and did not doubt what Gao Yiqing had told them. That afternoon, they locked the door and ran over to complete the mission.

Although the two staff members were young, Qian Jin was happy about the result. After driving home, he locked himself up in his bedroom.

This was because she had given herself a mission.

A more difficult task.

Designed ten wedding gowns that cater to the current market and are creative.

This number was not small, and the requirement was not low either. Gao Yiqing knew that it was extremely difficult, but he had to force himself.

During her six years in the Valium Hospital, she had been secretly drawing blueprints. Firstly, she was afraid that she would not be able to think properly if she stayed with the mentally ill for too long, and secondly, she was worried that her skills were unfamiliar and she needed to practice diligently.

The wedding gowns in the window were all stored in the warehouse, so Gao Yiqing had to draw up at least ten designs and have them customized so that they could be placed inside.

Of course, it would be best if there were a customer to order now.

But Snow Color could not rise up in a short period of time. Without customers, she could only take it slow.

The Worm of a Hundred Feet was not stiff even in death.

Gao Yiqing took out a painting artifact he had purchased, using his hands to support his head as he pondered for a moment. Half an hour later, as if inspired, she raised her eyebrows and immediately began drawing with rapt attention.

When Ning Zhe returned, it was already close to ten in the evening. Seeing that the food on the table had long since turned cold, it was obvious that they had not been moved by the food, he turned around and asked the servant, "Did she eat it?"

"Miss Gao said that she has something important on her mind, so she told us not to disturb her." Afraid that Ning Zhe would scold him, the servant hurriedly explained.

"Take away all of these," Ning Zhe waved his hand, "If she wants to eat them, make another serving."

"Yes." Several servants came up to clean up.

Ning Zhe took off his jacket, and did not immediately go to find Gao Yiqing. He only returned to his study, closed the door, and called his assistant.

"What happened to the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Ning Zhe pressed down on his temple and interrupted: "I do not need to hear any reason. I only want the result."

He hung up the phone and sat down in the boss's chair, frowning.

About ten minutes later, there was the sound of a door opening in the corridor, followed by a series of kicks and stomps down the stairs.

He got up and walked to the head of the stairs, seeing Gao Yiqing stretching his body and walking into the kitchen. He chatted with the servant in detail, and after a while, he came out with a bowl of noodles.

She sat at the table and sucked on the noodles with large mouthfuls. It was clearly just a bowl of flopping noodles with a poached egg. Seeing that she was eating so sweetly, she felt extremely satisfied.

The cell phone in his pocket rang.

It was the assistant.

"Everything? Okay, "he picked it up, after listening to the assistant's long story, he paused before continuing," I need it now, before tomorrow. You continue to follow up on the project, I'll go get the information myself.

Ning Zhe were short and concise. After finishing the call, they quickly went downstairs.

"When did you get back?" Gao Yiqing stuffed a chopstick full of noodles into his mouth, gasping for air as he asked Ning Zhe.

The noodles were too hot for her to speak clearly.

"Sleep early after you finish eating. I'm going out for a while." Ning Zhe did not answer, but only picked up the jacket from the sofa, and warned Gao Yiqing one last time.

"Oh." She answered obediently.

It was already dark outside. Ning Zhe took the key from the driver and himself drove away in the garage.

"Boss, why are you in such a hurry? Where are you going?" The driver was completely confused as he stared at the rising gas and muttered.

Bugatti drove fast, heading for a coffee shop.

He told his assistant to find someone to investigate a matter. He had just received word that all the information had been gathered, but the assistant was busy working overtime at the company and had not yet had time to retrieve the items.

Ning Zhe couldn't wait, they felt that the driver was slow, so they personally ran over.

The assistant said that she wanted people to put the information in the AC coffee shop, which was her mother's shop, so she could be at ease.

He stepped on the accelerator and soon reached his destination.

"Boss Ning."

As soon as he entered, the waiter handed him a folder.

The end of his Ning Zhe raised, and he extended his hand to receive it.