Chapter 9: Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Ji Qingying smiled and looked at the two in front of him, "Director Guan, just call me my name, I wouldn't dare to use that title."
Nodding his head, Director Guan asked quietly, "How does it feel to be here?"
This would be the place where Director Guan had set up as the town in the film, a very nationalist style.
Both the architectural and the surrounding buildings would give you the illusion of being in that era.
Ji Qingying became dazed as she felt the atmosphere of the place and didn't speak.
Director Guan gave her a sidelong glance and said with a smile, "Ms. Ji, have you ever thought of having an actor wear a costume you designed and perform in front of the audience, then have the people know that you are the one who had created the wonderful cheongsam."
He paused and continued, "Cheongsams have been out of fashion for a long time, doesn't Miss Ji want this fashion culture, which is gradually being forgotten, to once again be popular?"
Certainly.
How could she not want to?
Ji Qingying could be considered as an old-fashioned person.
Her preference for the cheongsam was due to her childhood exposure, and for various reasons, she had always felt in her heart that the cheongsam was no worse than other fashionable clothing and that it had its own unique beauty.
While she didn't think she was that great that she could make the fadingly forgotten cheongsam culture circulate again, she had to agree that she did want to bring cheongsams back within the reach of everyone.
Regardless of the intensity of the spreading, she just wanted to show everyone how beautiful the cheongsam really was.
Thinking about it, Ji Qingying smiled helplessly and said, "If I recall correctly, Director Guan has studied psychology, right?"
Hearing her words, Director Guan laughed out loud, "As long as it can impress Miss Ji."
He remarked, "I've scoured a lot of designer profiles, but you're the most special."
Ji Qingying pondered for a few seconds and looked up at him, "Well."
She admitted, "I do want to promote the cheongsam more widely, too."
Nodding his head off, Director Guan affirmed, "You are welcome to try it."
"Thanks."
The clauses of the contract were immediately decided, and it seemed that Director Guan had come prepared.
After Ji Qingying agreed, an assistant brought the contract directly to them.
There were no problems with the contract, and some of Ji Qingying's previous worries were all assured.
She believed in the director in front of her and in herself.
Soon after, Ji Qingying signed it directly.
After the contract was signed, Ji Qingying talked to Director Guan about the costume requirements of the characters in the drama.
The effect that Director Guan wanted to present was transmitted to her one after another.
And she also had her own understanding.
By the time it was all settled, it was already late in the afternoon.
The sun was setting and the orange-colored glowing clouds somehow looked especially beautiful.
Ji Qingying refused to be escorted by Director Guan and hitched a cab on the side of the road by herself.
"Miss, where to?"
The driver turned around and gave her a surprised look, his eyes stuck on her clothes.
Ji Qingying was not surprised, nor did she show any particular expression either.
She smiled faintly and whispered, "Go to the Diyi Hospital."
The driver came back to his senses and hurriedly responded, "Okay."
The car was quiet and the driver was probably bored and tried to make small talk with her.
"Are you going to visit a friend?"
Ji Qingying blandly said, "No."
The driver looked her in the eye and tried to say something, but Ji Qingying had already dropped her eyes to look at her phone.
Chen Xinyu had sent her a number of messages in the afternoon, and after sending her a message back, Ji Qingying tilted her head, staring out the window at the scenery, dazed.
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It was around half past six by the time she arrived at the hospital.
When Ji Qingying emerged from the cab, she attracted the attention of countless people.
She didn't feel much and lowered her head and walked inside.
Last night, she only asked which department Fu Yanzhi was in, but forgot to ask exactly where it was.
Ji Qingying stood there and thought about it, suddenly regretting it a bit.
It was like a maze here, too confusing.
She was thinking about it when there was a sudden shout from a short distance away.
"Miss Ji?"
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