"Well, the people from Sequoia Capital directly found the agent on Bangguo's side. The foreigner called and the municipal people came over to sign the contract just like the grandson."

Zhao Mengyue's voice was a little lost. And Liu Han heard it right away.

"What? Are you not happy?"

Zhao Mengyue's concern from her own "BOSS" warmed her for a while, but she felt that these things were not the result of her own efforts, because Liu Han advocated the introduction of foreign capital for the Series B financing.

"I'm sorry, I let you down." Her voice was like a child who made a mistake.

Liu Han laughed after hearing this, shook his head and said:

"You are still young. Isn't Sequoia also a shareholder of the company? Shouldn't all shareholders contribute to the company's development? Besides, if you didn't know all the details in the early stage, the work couldn't have progressed so quickly, right?"

His words were sincere, but Zhao Mengyue, who had always refused to admit defeat, couldn't swallow it. But now that Seoul's approval has been taken down, she can only choose another place.

But one thing she is stronger than Liu Han is that Liu Han has a big pattern and wants to swallow the country in one go. But for some cities in Bangguo, where is suitable for Mobike to develop these, his information is not as good as his own. So, Sister Youyou, who made up her mind, immediately regrouped and said to Liu Han eagerly:

"It's okay, Bangguo is not just a Seoul family. After I recruit enough people in the past two days, I will go directly to Jeju Island. Don't worry, I won't take it down and I will see you!"

After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office building, looking at the scenery of the Han River below, and said softly:

"This time, I'll do it myself!"

Liu Han also smiled.

"Ok, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Mengyue looked at a message sent by her best friend:

"UU, do you think this bag looks good? Wow, LV's new winter handbags are so beautiful..."

She looked at this message with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. She was wearing a decent business attire and silently turned off her phone and muttered to herself out the window:

"Sorry, I'm not addicted to these anymore, the layout is too small..."

And in the same way, Yi Suwan just said this sentence. Her fashion brand studio is upstairs in Zhao Mengyue, and the two worked together to reduce the rent to the lowest point in the building. The bargaining almost didn't make the Bang Guo charter wife dizzy.

But at this moment, she looked at the two draft drawings that the designer handed over to her, and shook her head in disappointment.

This is not the style she wants, nor the trendy brand she wants. At this moment, she said to the man in front of her who had some problems with his orientation, but had his own unique vision and design:

"Xiuzhen, although this model is very good, don't you think it lacks a flavor?"

After the man named Xiuzhen heard the words of his boss, he covered his mouth and showed a shy smile:

"Suwan, I think it's very good. The current theme trendy brands are like this. This kind of themed T-shirt is the simplest. As long as the pattern on it is more personalized, it is very popular among young people."

A flash of disapproval flashed in Yi Suwan's eyes, she was suddenly disappointed with these designers who were sitting on the ground. You must know that her goal is not a supermarket trendy brand that goes with the market trend. What she wants to do is a brand that can compete with top trendy brands such as "Christian Louboutin", "Givenchy", "MCM" and so on.

But at this moment, it was obvious that the designer could not understand the essence of what she said. She can only express it in the simplest way:

"Have you heard of Peking Opera? The quintessence of the Celestial Dynasty."

(The monthly ticket will be added tomorrow. All the trivial things have been busy these days. I am sorry for making you wait for a long time. See you tomorrow! The monthly ticket is up, thank you!)

Chapter 314 I am not familiar with the magic capital

"Peking Opera? BEIJINGOPERA? (BEI Peking Opera

Xiuzhen was a little puzzled, but Yi Suwan nodded.

"Yes, that is the quintessence of the Celestial Dynasty, with a history of thousands of years. You can go and learn about it. What I want is that style, do you understand? The style that can be remembered and proud of by the people of our country first. ."

"However, Su Wan, most of the current trendy brands are catching up with Europe and the United States."

Hearing his words, Yi Suwan shook her head.

"It's said that the layout is bigger. It's not for you to integrate into the elements of the Celestial Dynasty, but to learn some experience from it. Do you understand? Moreover, our biggest market in the future will also be in the Celestial Dynasty, not Europe and the United States!"

Xiuzhen was a little bewildered.

"But isn't the Celestial Dynasty very backward..."

Hearing this sentence, Yi Suwan looked at his ignorant expression, and suddenly there were a few traces of sadness and sarcasm. She sneered and said:

"Have you heard that sentence? The only people in the world who look down on the United States are the Northern Dynasties, and the only people who look down on the Celestial Dynasties are the Southern Bangs. The world's top G1 and G2 economic groups, you actually say they are backward?"

Immediately, she thought of the woman under her feet, and the sarcasm in her eyes became even stronger.

"After a while, Seoul will have some different colors. And it will spread to the whole country soon. I hope you will maintain your current optimism. Well, do as I ask, I have Get some design inspiration, let's go."

After he finished speaking, he ignored this enchanting man and walked directly to his workplace. And Xiuzhen looked at Yi Suwan's back, and clasped her hands together with some palpitations.

"What happened in the past few months? How did Suwan change so much? She's so majestic... Well, I'd better listen to her, after all, she's the boss..."

In the workshop, Yi Suwan took a paintbrush and quickly sketched a few strokes on the pure white T-shirt that the model was wearing, and a lifelike hibiscus, the national flower of the southern state, appeared on the snow-white fabric.

Then she looked at it, and suddenly dipped the paintbrush into the paint box at will, and after stirring it a few times, she threw it onto her clothes at will. After watching the messy paint step by step on the T-shirt, he first nodded in satisfaction, and then immediately frowned again.

"What do you always feel like?"

...

At noon, Liu Han was lying on the massage table in the Pilates studio, feeling the warm olive oil on his back, and snorted comfortably.

"It's getting better and better."

When Yi Zhenghua heard the man's compliment, she immediately smiled contentedly.

"Of course, I went to Pooh to learn it on purpose!"

In the past few months, her Chinese has improved rapidly. Although there are still some pronunciation problems, fluent communication is no longer a problem.

And after helping Liu Han to rub all the tight muscles on his back again, she said gently in his ear:

"Okay, turn it over and change the front."

Hearing the words of this Pilates yoga master and sports massage expert, Liu Han slowly turned over, looked up at the ceiling and said:

"When you cut off this room, didn't your partner say anything?"

While Yi Zhenghua helped him relax his muscles, he looked at Liu Han's face obsessively.

"No, I just said that I don't want to go back at noon, I want to have a simple rest here. So Baozi agreed."

"Baozi?" Liu Han instantly thought of a certain little loli.

Yi Zhenghua also felt that she had missed her mouth. After all, except for Zhao Liying's friends, she never told anyone about her identity as a partner shareholder.

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