"The concept and creativity are very good, but the writing style is a bit immature, too imaginative, and unrealistic. The use of lace is too complicated!" Mucheng rudely hit her confident heart.

"Childish? Complex?" Mu Xi picked up the drawing An Yan gave her for reference, looked at it carefully for a long time compared with her own design, and said incomprehensively: "I think there is no difference between what I drew and what she drew? Look,

This one is made entirely of lace! And this one, the polka dots are already very dazzling, and a layer of broken lace is added to the lower circle, which is actually very complicated!"

Mucheng glanced at her and said calmly: "Give An Yan the selected drawings to change! She will tell you how to do it."

"Oh." Mu Xi was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't say it out loud - her lace design and cup splicing had won awards in inter-school competitions for national football, so why didn't she look good with her eldest brother?

"Your requirements are very strict. In fact, they are in line with the aesthetics of the international post-90s generation!" An Yan took the drawing and looked at it carefully - it is indeed a bit complicated, and it is only for decoration and neglected.

Function! But the eldest lady may not be able to listen to such opinions. Mucheng said it too bluntly.

"Well, then you two will discuss it tomorrow." Mucheng knew that with An Yan's qualifications and experience, he could see where the problem was, so he did not dwell on this issue.

"Well, how is the progress of the press conference?" An Yan looked at him and asked.

"This is a letter from the press conference. It has been sent for printing. It can be sent out tomorrow afternoon! The homepage design has not been finalized yet. I will put a few hand-drawn samples on it so that the picture will be fuller." Mucheng said.

The design draft of the invitation letter was handed to An Yan.

The invitation is made of pure black patterned paper. On the cover is a lead-colored underwear set with a simple drawing. It is simple and elegant. When you turn it over, you can see the picture of a light gold bra shoulder strap, which is diagonally drawn from the corner of the invitation.

It hangs down diagonally and lazily, and the tail is right on the title of the text. It is both lazy and sexy, and luxurious and noble-this area alone interprets this season's theme "The King's Woman" in a profound way!

"Beautiful!" An Yan said in admiration: "Your marketing department has a good understanding of the product, which is rare."

"Our product planning meeting is held together with the marketing department and the sales department! What is the product idea of ​​the design department, what is the point that catches the market's attention, and what is going to be sold, all must start from the integration of planning and design ideas! Otherwise

, what they sell can only be underwear, not products, not culture, not ideas!" Mucheng said proudly as he put away the invitation - of course they used to do their own things separately!

It was after he returned to Mu's that he eliminated Mu Qing's interference and brought the three departments together from the beginning of product creation. Only then did he have the perfect combination of market strategy and product intention!

Looking at his proud face, An Yan realized more and more why his works can move people! In addition to practicality, technology, and beauty, there are also ideas! And this idea was interpreted by him and his team

very good!

"Muxi, please first learn the idea of ​​converting works into products. An Yan and I are going out for a while!" Mucheng put down the invitation, turned to An Yan and said, "Go and change clothes, let's go out."

"Okay." Because Mu Xi was there, An Yan didn't ask any questions and went back to the room to quickly change into a simple linen dress. When she came out, Mucheng was already waiting for her in the living room.

"Where to go?" An Yan asked as he walked out.

"Hospital!" Mucheng replied.

"The old man is not feeling well?" An Yan asked worriedly.

"Routine check-ups, check indicators twice a month, and do chemotherapy when appropriate." Mucheng replied succinctly.

"Can you hide that, that..." An Yan thought for a while and then asked: "What should I call you?"

"Fang Zhi!" Mucheng glanced at her and said calmly: "Two generations of Uncle Wang's family are close friends of the old man. All the medical records are in his hands. There are no hospital files. No one knows except us.

Including nurses!”

"Every time he has an examination and subsequent chemotherapy, he will use another name. Uncle Wang will have a solution!" Mucheng turned his head to look at An Yan and said seriously: "Uncle Wang and my mother are also good friends!"

"I know!" An Yan's heart trembled slightly - so complicated! And so scary!

"Yes." Mucheng nodded slightly, then turned around and started the car: "Today, on the one hand, I will accompany the old man to check, and on the other hand, we will discuss the details of the press conference and the wedding."

"Okay!" An Yan nodded, looked at Mucheng and said, "Why do I feel like I'm acting in a spy movie? I'm so nervous!"

"Use the same force you used to deal with Chen Sheng. It's actually the same! It's just that the soldiers came to block it, and the water came to cover it up!" Mucheng glanced at her and smiled lightly.

"Show the drawing to Mu Xi today. Is there anything unusual about her?" Mu Cheng then asked in a deep voice.

"No, judging from her expression, she has never seen the original picture." An Yan turned her head slightly and looked into his eyes with some slight thought: "Do you doubt her?"

"No, I just don't want her to be in trouble!" When Mu Xi was mentioned, a hint of softness flashed through Mu Cheng's eyes: "Fang Zhi and the others know that Mu Xi has a good relationship with me, so they won't tell her if they do these things! But if they meet

But if she doesn’t tell me, she’ll feel uncomfortable! If she tells me, she’ll feel sorry for Fang Zhi, and she’ll be in trouble!”

"So, if she has seen it, don't let her continue!" Mucheng said in a low voice.

"Yes, I understand." The depression that had been stuck in An Yan's heart since she answered his call in the morning was relieved.

...

"Uncle Wang, how is the situation?" After arriving at the hospital, Mucheng went to the office of the attending doctor Wang Qian first.

"The indicators are all stable. If this condition continues, chemotherapy can be started as planned." Dr. Wang handed the test results to Mucheng.

"Is this your wife?" Wang Qian looked at An Yan and nodded slightly.

"Well, I have to discuss the wedding with the old man today! I hope it can be done before he undergoes chemotherapy." Mucheng said as he carefully compared the index results of the two tests and saw that there were no bad changes.

Finally, I felt relieved.

"Uncle Wang, her name is An Yan. I didn't have time to introduce her to you last time." Mucheng handed the report sheet back to Wang Qian and introduced An Yan to him.

"Hello, Uncle Wang!" An Yan greeted politely.

"Well, very good, but it's a pity that your mother can't see this day!" Wang Qian pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, with an expression of relief and regret on her face.

"Uncle Wang, I'm going over first." Obviously, Mucheng didn't want to mention this topic anymore. After saying hello to Wang Qian, he took An Yan's hand and walked to the ward.

"He should have a good relationship with your mother, but you don't seem to be very close to him?" An Yan asked curiously.
Chapter completed!