"Yes, this dress is really amazing. Even reporters like us who don't understand art are stunned. The work uses this to advertise on Weibo, and Zhou Xintang's popularity has become popular all over the country."

The reporter sighed.

At this New Year's Day party, Mingcheng Middle School really made wedding dresses for Experimental Middle School. It not only advertised for Experimental Middle School, but also made Zhou Xintang popular.

Too miserable.

Qin Fang sat next to the reporter. Hearing this, he laughed cynically and sent a message to his subordinates, "Go, buy a hot search for our young and famous designer Zhou."

He Yidu's mouth curled up.

These guys are not good people.

If you don’t play with those houses where you bite me, I will only bite you.

If you dare to provoke them, you will be responsible for the consequences.

Will the person Cheng Ge likes to beat Zhou Xintang up for an award from a literary party?

What is Zhou Xintang?

He Yidu suddenly remembered something and looked at Qin Fang, "Gu Mang's level must be backed by a design company. It is as secretive as the identity of that top choreographer. You are so high-profile, what should you do if you lead Gu Mang's people here?"

This low-key boss even knew the president of the Designers Association, and the president was so respectful.

When designing this thing, you must have a finished product and be well-known in order to be respected.

I'm afraid only a few people know Gu Mang's existence, and that president is one of them.

The boss has a good status.

Qin Fang reacted, "What do you mean? I accidentally took off the boss's vest?"

He Yidu: "..."

I originally wanted to make a big shot, but I took off the boss's vest and wouldn't be sent to Africa by Brother Cheng...

...

Lanting Headquarters Building.

A female designer walked into the office of executive president Ji Heng with a tablet and wearing high heels.

"President, look at this dress." The female designer handed over the tablet.

Ji Heng glanced over the corner of his eyes, and the next second, his eyes suddenly paused, "How come this is so similar to the design of our new season of the 'Twelve Thousand Legends' series?"

G God has published eleven design drafts, and the last one is missing.

After more than a month, the boss didn't send it, saying that he had designed several versions, but he didn't like it.

They didn't dare to urge them, so they could only postpone the press conference indefinitely.

The female designer said: "This dress appeared at the New Year's Day party at Mingcheng Middle School and Experimental Middle School, but the designer was Zhou Xintang."

"Who is Zhou Xintang?" Ji Heng frowned in confusion. He had never heard of such a person.

The female designer was angry, but when she heard this, her mouth twitched, "A designer who became famous at a young age and has a very well-known reputation."

"Is that right?" Ji Heng was not very interested, so he flipped into a live updated video and clicked on it.

In the video, many students shouted in unison, asking Gu Mang to provide evidence.

The female designer frowned, "G God seems to be besieged. Zhou Xintang seized the opportunity to make clothes, which is very unfavorable to us."

Ji Heng laughed faintly, "No, she has hit the nail on the head this time."

After saying that, the man got up, took the suit hanging on the back of the chair, and walked out.

"President, are you going to the Mingcheng Opera House?" The female designer hurriedly caught up with him. The man was walking very hard, and she was chasing her in high heels.

The man responded, "Yes."

The female designer quickly said, "I'll go too."

...

at the same time.

Mingcheng Opera House.

All the students in Experimental Middle School stared at Gu Mang with hatred...
Chapter completed!