70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 390 Boss
Chen Qing opened her folder.

The initial sniping.

The first painting has a beauty that immediately catches the eye!
Chen Qing's eyes lit up. She carefully flipped through the manuscripts. Every painting in the folder was elegant, luxurious, and noble. "These dresses are so beautiful."

Judging from the sketches alone, Chen Qing could deduce that Lin Leyu was an extremely romantic person.

Lin Leyu was secretly pleased to see that Chen Qing was willing to approve of her work, and said, "Do you think these colors can appear in China? Or can they be sold abroad?"

"Neither is possible," Chen Qing explained. "People in China can't afford to wear them, and it's difficult to sell them abroad because we don't have the materials for the clothes in your design. Have you ever been abroad?"

The sketches contain many clothing styles.

You can't draw this if you haven't handled enough fabric.

Lin Leyu shook her head: "I didn't, but when I was little I lived in Hong Kong with my aunt's family. They ran a clothing store, so I came into contact with all kinds of fabrics. Later, when the new China was founded and the country was stable, I went home with my parents."

Her answer was straightforward.

The excitement from before had faded.

If we can't let her designs be born.

Her life seemed meaningless.

Chen Qing continued to look through Lin Leyu's manuscript, feeling excited but also a deep sense of inferiority.

She has seen many, many clothes.

I was praised as a genius in my past life.

But they couldn't design a dress like Lin Leyu's.

Her dress was romantic and gentle, a true visual treat.

Some people are truly born designers.

One manuscript is something others can only dream of their entire lives.

If these dresses could be made, she couldn't even imagine how beautiful they would be. Chen Qing looked up excitedly and saw that even though Lin Leyu's back was straight, her eyes had lost their luster. She then thought about what she had just said.

"There's definitely no way to do it right now, but we can try to do it step by step."

She doesn't care.

This shimmering, elegant, delicate, and exquisite oriental-style dress must be made!

She loves these clothes!
I love it so much!!!

They resemble a series of springtime oil paintings.

Even just leaving it there makes people feel great.

Lin Leyu looked at Chen Qing with sparkling eyes and a slight smile. The reason she chose to show the manuscript to Chen Qing was firstly because she was young and quick-witted, and secondly, naturally because of her beauty.

Chen Qing's appearance was the most beautiful she had ever seen.

Not only does she possess stunning physical beauty, but she also seems to radiate light when giving speeches on stage.

If Chen Qing were willing to wear her dress.

She died without regret.

How do we win them over?

"It definitely won't work in the short term."

Chen Qing frowned in thought.

It will be another ten or eight years before the reform and opening up.

If she dares to do it within three to five years.

A silver bracelet awaits her.

Chen Qing had a headache.

Lin Leyu asked, "Approximately how many years will it take you?"

Chen Qing felt guilty: "It will take at least five years to lay the groundwork. I...I...I will try my best to achieve it..."

"can!"

Lin Leyu interrupted her.

five years.

She can afford to wait.

Chen Qing straightened his posture and introduced himself seriously: "Hello, senior. My name is Chen Qing. I am currently twenty years old and live in Guangzhou, Guangdong Province."

Lin Leyu nodded.

He looked at her with gentle eyes.

Chen Qing was a little shy.

Good heavens! She met a big shot!
In her past life, she had never seen anyone in China design a similar dress, but there were some abroad. So during her university years, she repeatedly watched, analyzed, and studied them. However, she was also disappointed that dresses from her country hadn't made it onto the world stage. She never expected that there were people in China who had a passion for beautiful and elaborate dresses.

Chen Qing's heart pounded like a drum. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "Senior, um... can we keep in touch in the future?"

"You don't need to call me senior. If you'd like, just call me Sister Lin. Of course, we can correspond. I'd also like to learn from you how to make clothes into classic styles."

Lin Leyu was surprised by Chen Qing's affection for her.

But I don't feel I deserve such affection.

Chen Qing was flattered: "I am not worthy of learning from."

"It's definitely worth it. I've seen your clothes, and your tailoring is excellent."

Lin Leyu believes that Chen Qing is very talented.

She has a keen understanding of her clients' needs.

And she's really quick-witted and very smart!

Chen Qing's cheeks flushed red: "Thank you for your affirmation."

Oh my god.

She was praised.

I really regret not bringing a recording device.

Chen Qing looked through her manuscript again and reluctantly handed it to her.

Lin Leyu's dormant heart began to revive.

Her clothes were once heavily criticized, so the fact that someone likes them, especially a young person with status and talent in fashion design, makes her very happy.

The two then discussed how to design acetate cloth.

As they chatted, Chen Qing regretted booking the train ticket too early: "Sister Lin, I have to go catch the train now. I hope we can keep in touch as much as possible afterward."

"Okay, go take the train."

Lin Leyu put away her treasure.

Chen Qing hurriedly went back to the guesthouse to get his package.

A glimmer of hope ignited in my heart.

Five years. She will live well during these five years.

*
As Chen Qing rode the train home, the dress designed by Lin Leyu was still on his mind.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, so excited that I couldn't sleep at night. I caught a thief!
"Let me go!"

The old man's hair was almost completely white, and his face was covered with black spots. He was still trying to struggle under Chen Qing's control.

Chen Qing shouted immediately, "Stop the thief!!"

Upon hearing the word "thief," everyone in the carriage woke up.

Each person checked their own package to see if anything was missing.

The train conductor arrived quickly: "Excuse me, sir, what's going on?"

"I couldn't sleep, and then I heard a noise and realized he was trying to steal my money!" Chen Qing tightened his grip.

The old man was in so much pain that he knelt down.

The train conductor quickly apprehended the thief.

Just as the train conductor was about to tie him up and take him to the police station at the next stop, an old woman rushed in and started hitting and scratching the conductor.

"Let go! You people are bullying the poor and needy! This is outrageous!"

As the old woman patted herself, Chen Qing pulled her collar back.

Feeling suffocated in her neck, the old woman coughed. When Chen Qing loosened his grip slightly, she said to the people in the sleeper berth, "Look at this vixen, she doesn't look respectable at all. Let me tell you, this is my son's ex-wife who ran away and stole our family's money. We're just here to check."

People who can sleep in sleeper berths nowadays.

They either come from well-off families or are minor leaders.

People aren't stupid.

When no one agreed with her, the old woman began to wail and cry.

Other train attendants also came to arrest people.

Both husband and wife were taken away.

Chen Qing's sleepiness was driven away, so he simply stayed awake until dawn and only took a nap during the day.

She hadn't slept long when she was woken up by someone she knew.

"Chen Qing, the thief you caught last night has been taken to the police station. I heard that two of his children starved to death, so he had no choice but to steal money on the train. Now he's been arrested and is in jail. All five of his children are going to suffer."

(End of this chapter)