What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Are You Not Satisfied That I Am Your Wife? 19

A month passed quickly, and Xu Wenhao's fashion show was just around the corner.

Xu Wenhao looked at the new fashions displayed on the human-shaped stand in the room and smiled with satisfaction.

Although the speed is a bit rushed, the effect is still good. The only thing is that Qi Hengshu's design this time is not as eye-catching as before?

Xu Wenhao comforted himself in his heart that it must be an illusion.

Then his eyes moved to the last few skirts.

He couldn't help but sigh: It was a pity that the effects of the few design drafts he bought later could only be considered unsatisfactory.

Not only are these long skirts inferior to Qi Hengshu's designs, the actual designs are also mediocre and fail to catch people's eyes. However, they are already the best designs Xu Wenhao could buy with limited funds and time.

Xu Wenhao crossed his arms and looked at the new clothes, then snorted coldly.

This time he just wanted to prove to his father that he had the ability to complete the project so that his father could rest assured in handing over the inheritance rights of the Xu family to him.

Apart from this, nothing else matters.

As for Qi Hengshu...

After I defeat the Duan family, Qi Hengshu will have to return to my side and obey my orders without complaint!

Xu Wenhao's appearance, with his occasional snorts and laughter and a ferocious face, was so strange that the designers behind him silently took two steps back.

Just as they were silently complaining in their hearts whether Xu Wenhao had gone crazy, Xu Wenhao suddenly turned around and reminded them: "All the designs for this fashion show are from me, do you understand?"

Several people nodded silently with no emotion on their faces, but in fact they were rolling their eyes to the sky behind their backs.

And it was made by you? Ha! So funny! I don't know where Xu Wenhao got the manuscripts from, most of them are half-finished products; if they hadn't worked overtime these days, I'm afraid Xu Wenhao wouldn't even have finished the manuscripts, let alone the samples!

With this level of ability, you still want to hold a fashion show. I'm afraid people will laugh at you if I tell them about it.

But they dare not say it out loud, after all, they don't want to lose their jobs.

"Okay, let's all go." Xu Wenhao waved his hand to let them leave, then called his secretary and asked him to find a few famous models to try on clothes and endorse their new products.

Xu Wenhao thought that this was a matter of his own making, but unexpectedly, his secretary replied with a little embarrassment after hearing it: "Boss, this may be a little difficult..."

Xu Wenhao's smug expression froze on his face. He left the display room and hurried back to his office.

As he closed the door, he loudly questioned his secretary: "How can this be difficult? Contact the other company to quote. As long as the money is in place, how can they refuse?"

In Xu Wenhao's mind, there is nothing that money can't solve. If it doesn't solve the problem, it means the price offered is not high enough.

The secretary on the other end wiped his sweat and told Xu Wenhao that he had started contacting some well-known models with schedules a long time ago, and most of these models belonged to the Duan Group. No matter how high the price was, the other party would not accept it.