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Chapter 88 Huge News

In the afternoon, Song Youan went to Xitaihou Department Store again and bought some summer clothes for her father.

If I don't think about buying clothes and shoes for my father, he might not get new ones for several years.

Since they were mostly shopping for men's clothing, Song Youan also bought a few items for her cousin and Tutu. She remembered the sizes, so even if they changed, they should be roughly the same.

Yan Fei followed behind her, carrying large and small shopping bags, without a single complaint or word.

He noticed that Song Youan looked particularly serious when she was choosing clothes, and knowing that she was a fashion design major, he guessed that he should remain silent and not disturb her.

It wasn't until Song Youan held up a camel-colored T-shirt in front of him and started gesturing that Yan Fei finally spoke up: "What? I don't want it."

"Since you're already here, I rarely browse men's clothing, so I'll pick something out for you," Song Youan said calmly.

Yan Fei shook his head vigorously: "I really won't buy it. I have plenty of clothes, enough to wear."

Besides, Queen Victoria Department Store is full of affordable luxury and high-end luxury brands. How would a driver like him know anything about these things? He's just wasting his money.

Buying one item here is enough for him to buy dozens more at the night market.

Song Youan looked at him and smiled: "When I asked you to accompany me to the factory to discuss business before, didn't you even go out of your way to buy a two-thousand-yuan suit?"

"How can that be the same? This is a serious matter, I can't let you lose face, right?" Yan Fei said seriously, "Besides, you said you would reimburse me for that suit, so I can't take it anymore."

One should not be greedy and insatiable, nor should one take an inch and then a mile.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Song Youan had no choice but to give up. She didn't like to force others, and besides, their economic strengths were different, so their consumption views were naturally different as well. If she forced him to wear it, he would feel even more awkward.

However, when it came to reimbursement, Song Youan suddenly remembered that Yan Fei hadn't seemed to have sent any system messages.

Did you sign the contract?

"It's signed." Yan Fei nodded. "It was signed a long time ago."

His contract was signed with Lanting. Song Youan had specifically instructed him to do so because only by signing with Lanting could they help him pay for his social insurance and housing fund.

Then Song Youan realized that Yan Fei, as a driver, was far from being a manager at Lanting, and only managers would send her messages.

"What's wrong?" Yan Fei asked, puzzled.

Song Youan shook her head, glanced at the shopping bag Yan Fei was carrying which was almost overweight, and then hung the item back up: "That's all, I won't buy anything else."

The trunk was almost full. Today's spending was less than 50,000 yuan. Looking at the changes in her card balance, Song Youan felt indifferent.

She discovered a problem: when a person is rich enough, small purchases bring no pleasure whatsoever.

She asked Yan Fei to take her to Lanting. As soon as she got in the car, Fang Che sent her a WeChat file. She opened it and a long list of materials popped up.

Fang Che: [The second batch of materials list is entirely the best I selected according to your requirements. Transfer the money to me before 6 PM.]

Song Youan glanced at the final bill, which totaled less than 400,000 yuan, and immediately transferred it to Fang Che.

Four hundred thousand gave her a tiny bit of pleasure.

She replied, holding her phone: "Don't try to save me money, use only the best!"

She only felt a little relieved the moment she sent the message.

Fang Che: [Boss is so generous. By the way, Youan, I have some huge news to tell you.]

Song Youan: [Huge news? Tell me about it, let me see if it's as big as the sky!]

Fang Che: [Isn't that the shop across from you under renovation too? Guess what it's for?] Song Youan: [Don't beat around the bush, how am I supposed to guess?]

Fang Che: [This is Cheng Xianhe's studio. From now on, your apartment across the hall will be Cheng Xianhe's celebrity studio!]

Song Youan was stunned as she held her phone; Cheng Xianhe was one of her favorite actresses.

She remembered that when she first took her senior brother Fang Che to the studio, she ran into Chen Fei at the elevator entrance. Cheng Xianhe was standing next to him at the time, so it seemed that they went to conduct an on-site inspection.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Fei asked in surprise when he saw Song You'an suddenly laughing happily.

Song Youan turned to look at him and said, "Do you still remember Cheng Xianhe?"

Yan Fei blushed. Last time, he was the only one who didn't recognize Cheng Xianhe, and Song Youan and Fang Che teased him about it, which made him go back and catch up on Cheng Xianhe's movies.

"Now I know, I've watched a lot of her movies lately," Yan Fei said.

"Her studio will be right across from mine from now on, who knows, I might have a chance to work with her again in the future."

After all, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first.

However, when it came to cooperation, Song Youan suddenly remembered that Liang Bei had asked her to create a group chat so he could assign her tasks.

So they quickly created a WeChat group and added Liang Bei and the six chief designers to it.

Liang Bei used the English name Vito in the group and did not reveal his identity as Liang Bei immediately.

Vito: [Hello everyone, I'm Vito, the director of Yuan Studio. I'm very happy to work with you all in the future. I have a task to assign to a few designers in advance, which is about the Golden Plum Awards red carpet in October...]

Song Youan did not speak in the group chat, but instead left the entire communication to Liang Bei.

He had been so confident back then, and the system had given him a very high rating, so Song Youan wanted to see just how strong his abilities really were.

When Song Youan arrived at the coffee shop on the eighth floor of Lanting, Cheng Muzi was focused on making coffee.

She observed for a while, and a maternal smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. Indeed, people shine when they do what they love, just like Cheng Muzi when she was making coffee with complete concentration.

After finishing one cup, Cheng Muzi looked up and a beautifully packaged paper bag appeared in front of her.

"surprise!"

Cheng Muzi was startled, but upon seeing that it was Song You'an, she patted her chest, still shaken, and said, "You'an, you scared me to death!"

Song Youan laughed heartlessly and stuffed the gift into her hands: "You're too focused. I've been here for quite a while now."

Cheng Muzi glanced at the gift in her hand. The dark green bag had a large LAMER logo printed on it. She said helplessly, "You bought me such an expensive thing again."

"Who told our Mu Zi to deserve this?"

"Then I'll just have to make a heartwarming cup of coffee for Yu'an myself."

"I don't want something heartwarming, I want something icy cold, it's so hot outside!"

"Alright, let me show you our newly arrived beans, from Siberia. Let me tell you, they're incredibly smooth and rich, with a texture like high-end chocolate."

Upon hearing this, Song Youan laughed and said, "Wow, you're getting more and more professional. You can even describe the texture of beans now."

Cheng Muzi rolled her eyes without any politeness: "You've been learning for a month, how could you not have made any progress? Go find a seat, I'll bring it to you when it's ready."

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