A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi and the other two in the room took a shower one after another and returned.

Wang Yingxue rubbed the blanket under her: "I feel... I might have trouble sleeping tonight."

"Why?" Ye Wenxi asked, turning to her as she dried her freshly washed hair.

"I've never slept on such a soft bed before, it's a little...uncomfortable," Wang Yingxue said shyly. "How about I sleep on the floor?"

Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes: "No way! You'll just have to get used to it. There will be plenty of opportunities to stay here later."

"Oh," Wang Yingxue responded indifferently, then wiggled her hips a couple of times.

Ding Jiahe leaned against the headboard, flipping through a thick picture book.

The booklet contained the styles produced by Wenxi Clothing Company, and the one she was holding was only a section on the summer styles.

The catalog resembles a giant magazine, with photos of the designs on each page, along with basic information such as fabric details and approximate production time.

The catalog was compiled and collected by Ding Jiahe bit by bit, and a copy is kept in the clothing company's safe.

This is one of the documents she carries with her when she goes out on fieldwork, to facilitate communication with various manufacturers and organizations.

She held a pencil in one hand, flipping through the pages as she took notes.

Turning to the last page, Ding Jiahe sighed, looked up at Ye Wenxi, and said, "I've finished reading."

Ye Wenxi and Wang Yingxue came over.

"The styles you saw today that were licensed by Hong Kong City involve a total of six designs. Two of them are dresses, one is a color-blocked design, and the other is our exclusive print." Ding Jiahe flipped through the photos, pointing them out one by one.

Ye Wenxi scratched his head and sighed, "Sigh..."

Ye Wenxi pointed to the color-blocked design, "This design is too similar to the one they authorized, so we have to give up on it."

Ding Jiahe nodded; she had anticipated this outcome.

The port city has already authorized major domestic manufacturers, and they will soon begin mass production. It is almost foreseeable that this style will soon become ubiquitous.

Ye Wenxi glanced at the release date of this style: "Fortunately, it was a new style launched at the beginning of summer, which is about three months ago now, and the exclusive protection period we promised has passed."

The clothing company has a basic explanation for "exclusive":

Because industry development cannot guarantee that a design will never be copied, the clothing company offers an "exclusive" commitment period of three months for customers who purchase "exclusive" designs.

If you purchase the same clothing from legitimate channels and state-owned manufacturers within three months, they promise a refund without requiring you to return the item.

Ye Wenxi continued flipping through the picture book, pointing to a few blouses: "These blouses, we don't think we have any exactly the same as these, right?"

Ding Jiahe shook her head: "Our shirts have much richer design details than theirs, with many variations in the collar, cuffs, and cut."

Ye Wenxi nodded: "Okay, in the future, make sure that no more plain shirts are the same style as theirs. We'll keep the ones with lots of details and exclusive prints. We'll cancel the rest that look obviously similar to theirs."

Ding Jiahe pointed to the picture and asked, "Cancel this and this?"

"right."

"Then I'll call Sister Yunxia and the others, and tell them to stop what they're doing right now."

Ye Wenxi glanced at her watch; it was already past nine o'clock.

"Tomorrow, I have something else to tell her. It's too late now, she should be putting Xiangyang to sleep."

Ding Jiahe put down the picture book and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I have a little concern about what you mentioned today."

"Although we need to 'run fast,' you have so little energy right now, and you even have to take time out to do packaging design for the Light Industry Bureau. Can you keep up?"

Ye Wenxi draped the towel over the back of the chair and nodded: "Overall, there's not much of a problem. Xiao He's design skills are basically on track now. I've been holding back some of her previous designs."

"Add Xie Linfeng to the mix, and his 'inventory' in Hong Kong is enough to keep us busy for a year and a half."

Wang Yingxue burst out laughing.

Ye Wenxi turned to look at her: "What are you laughing at?"

"Can't people have their own designs? Are we just making them dig out their savings?" Wang Yingxue said with a laugh.

"Hey classmate, you should learn from me in this regard. There's a trick to it," Ye Wenxi said seriously.

Wang Yingxue's smile faded, and she asked seriously, "What's the trick?"

Ye Wenxi crossed his arms, rested his chin on his hand, and said slowly like a philosopher, "Don't have too high expectations of people you don't understand."

Ding Jiahe sneered: "Because she's still not quite sure about Xie Linfeng's design abilities, and she doesn't know whether he's capable of handling things."

Ye Wenxi immediately retorted, "That's true, he hasn't even started working yet."

"When will he start working?" Wang Yingxue asked.

"The day after tomorrow. So I have to tell Sister Yunxia about this. He and that couple are coming to the military region the day after tomorrow."

Ding Jiahe leaned over and asked, "What does Xie Linfeng look like? I've never seen him before."

"He's a pretty energetic young man. He knows how to take care of himself; he even uses hair mousse." Ye Wenxi raised an eyebrow at the two of them.

Ding Jiahe and Wang Yingxue both leaned over at the same time, their faces full of curiosity: "Really?"

It's so novel for a gay man to spray himself with hair mousse.

"What can you two do, really or not?" Ye Wenxi glanced at them, then gestured with her hand, "You're about to get married, settle down~~"

"Get lost, I'm just curious what gay men look like when they groom themselves." Ding Jiahe rested her chin on her hand, her eyes darting around.

"Who could possibly be as handsome as your Battalion Commander Wang?" Ye Wenxi glanced at her.

"That's right~~" Ding Jiahe raised her chin, her tone filled with laughter.

Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes, shuddering at the cloying "that is": "Ding Jiahe, watch yourself. Be careful that after you get married, you don't turn around in the middle of the night and be woken up by your 'Battalion Commander Wang's' handsomeness."

"Ye Wenxi!!" Ding Jiahe pounced on Ye Wenxi and pinned her to the bed. "Your guy is so good, so good that you initially wanted to be with him... um..."

Ye Wenxi forcibly interrupted her manually.

The two of them, while revealing each other's secrets, rolled around on the bed and covered each other's mouths.

"Hahahaha—" Wang Yingxue burst into laughter at the two of them.

"Actually, I'm quite interested too," Wang Yingxue added.

Ye Wenxi struggled to peek out from under the covers, looked at Wang Yingxue, and smirked: "Xiaoxue, what's wrong? Fang Ruijun isn't enough for you to watch?"

"Ouch!" Wang Yingxue cried out in anger and pounced on her as well.

"Hey hey hey? We can't go two against one, ah—!"

"Ding Jiahe, you violent woman!"

"Wang Yingxue, you just wait!"