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Textile College, faculty and staff family building.

Han Meiyun is sitting at the desk and drawing pictures attentively. She is the daughter of Professor Han Hong of the Textile College. She also studied at the Textile College. After completing her studies, she stayed at the school and is now a lecturer in the design department of the college.

She has a grand ambition to design a clothing brand that is in line with the world. For this reason, she often designs at her desk. Without her classes, she would not go out for several days.

There was a knock on the door, and Professor Han Hong's lover Cui Lin went to open the door. When she saw it was Duan Zeshan, she quickly welcomed him into the room.

After asking a few people to sit down, she went to call Professor Han Hong.

After a while, Professor Han Hong came out of the study, came over and gave Duan Zeshan a warm hug, then shook hands with Li Yanzi, and then Xu Shan and Chen Hougao.

Cui Lin made tea, and Han Hong sat across from everyone and asked curiously: "Old Duan, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, why do you want to come to my house today, and you are an uninvited guest? .”

Duan Zeshan chuckled: "Isn't this a junior who gave me some good stuff? I can't keep it to myself, so I brought it to you specially. Shanzi, bring it up."

Xu Shan was stunned, what was he showing?

Then he immediately realized that it seemed that Duan Zeshan and Han Hong were both stinky husbands, and they both liked to eat this kind of smelly winter melon.

So he took out the can of stinky winter melon from the net bag and put it on the table.

When he saw the smelly winter melon, Han Hong's eyes narrowed into slits: "The salt is white, the winter melon is green, the color is like jade, the shape is like a brick, the soup is bright, and the taste is not obvious. Where did you get such a good thing?" ?”

Xu Shanxin said that there are so many ways to eat a smelly winter melon?

It seems that this old branch is really capable, otherwise it would not be able to pickle such good stinky winter melon in such a short time.

"This is pickled in my pickle factory. If you like it, Professor Han, I can bring you more next time."

Han Hong glanced at his wife Cui Lin, who was pretending to clean the house not far away, but was actually eavesdropping, and said: "Don't bring it with you next time. Those who love it will always love it, and those who hate it will cover their noses. Alas... …”

As expected of a professor, he spoke in such a formal manner, but Xu Shan also understood that this old man was probably a strict henpecker. He obviously loved to eat stinky winter melon, but he was probably too embarrassed to eat it in front of his wife.

It is estimated that his wife only allowed him to eat a little when Lao Duan came.

No wonder Cui Lin looked a little strange when she greeted Lao Duan just now. She probably thought that Lao Duan was actually an unwelcome visitor in her place.

A real uninvited guest.

"Old lady, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you go cook quickly and make more dishes."

Han Hong became defensive in front of outsiders.

Cui Lin gave him a gouging look, but she still gave him face, said I was going to buy groceries, and went out.

At this time, Han Hong couldn't wait to open the can bottle and took a greedy sip of the taste: "Good stuff, this smell, even two and a half years of pickling can't produce this kind of taste."

Xu Shanxin said that this was not necessarily the case, and he didn’t know what kind of method Lao Zhi used. He probably added technology and hard work. It was really amazing that he could pickle the smelly winter melon that he had practiced for two and a half years.

"No, I also think this thing is really good, so I brought it here to share it with you."

"Old Duan, don't say anything anymore. You know me. The one who knows me is Zeshan..."

"Haha, get your chopsticks quickly. We must eat more while Madam-in-law is not here."

These two old guys took their chopsticks and ate without restraint, completely ignoring the three Xu Shan people standing aside, covering their noses and looking at their rude behavior with astonished eyes.

After Han Hong ate several pieces, he patted his head and said, "Why did I forget about her?"

After he finished speaking, he shouted: "Daughter, come out and eat winter melon."

After this roar, Han Meiyun, who was concentrating on designing in the room, immediately came out like a gust of wind.

Her eyes were glowing green: "Where is it? Where is it? I don't have any inspiration if I don't eat stinky winter melon."

After saying that, she went straight to the can of stinky winter melon, as if everyone was rushing for gold, and she even ignored everyone present.

Regardless of her ladylike demeanor, she directly stretched out two fingers to grab a piece, threw it into her mouth, and ate it with such intoxicated expression that Xu Shan was stunned.

But he didn't sigh, but after they finished the first bottle, he took the initiative to open the second bottle.

I thought to myself, you guys have really eaten more salt than I have ever eaten. This stinky winter melon is quite salty, but you just eat it, eating one piece after another, without drinking water?

By this time, these three people had already finished the second bottle.

Xu Shan was worried that they would immediately die, so he did not open the third bottle, but coughed twice to remind Duan Zeshan.

Duan Zeshan took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and said, "Old Han, this time I come, I not only bring you stinky winter melon, I also bring you a young entrepreneur."

Han Hong looked at the faces of Xu Shan and Chen Hougao, and finally landed on Xu Shan: "Are you talking about this young man? He runs a pickle factory? But this is nothing like me."

"If it's just a pickle factory, it's really out of the question. In addition to a pickle factory, he also opened a clothing factory. Doesn't this have something to do with you?"

"Garment factory? You mean the clothing factory and the pickle factory have the same owner. Young man, you have a big gap."

Han Hong seemed not to be optimistic about Xu Shan.

"Professor Han, opening a pickle factory is just an unintentional work of mine. My main focus is clothing. I hope to be the number one clothing brand in the country..."

"Just you? Young man, I'm not going to beat you up, just give up on this idea. If we really want to have a clothing brand in our country, I'm quite optimistic about this person."

"Who?" Everyone looked at Han Hong curiously.

Han Hong glanced at his daughter Han Meiyun: "My daughter, tell me."

"Speaking of this person, I guess you don't know that he is the owner of a clothing store called Chaitou Feng. Although he doesn't know how to design clothes, he still has a very good taste in choosing clothes, and he has a lot of talents. A superb way of selling clothes.

In fact, if you want to build a national brand, it is not just about design. You need to combine design with the market.Look at the fashion shows held by many foreign fashion brands. On the surface, they are fashionable, but in fact, they are controlled by capital.To put it bluntly, you have to integrate with the market to have vitality..."

Han Meiyun dipped her hand into the soup and pointed at the country while licking her fingers.

Her remarks surprised Xu Shan.

In this era, there are really not many people who can understand the essence of fashion. Even Xu Shan only realized this truth after he was reborn.

But isn't that the boss of Chaitoufeng that Han Meiyun mentioned is him?

He was secretly amused, and glared at Li Yanzi who couldn't hold back what he wanted to say. He took a deep breath and asked, "Sister Han, do you know the boss of Chaitou Feng?"

"I don't know him. I just heard about it and know about his method of selling clothes. I guess you haven't seen the movie "Old Things in Nancheng". The boss of Chaitou Feng is said to be the one who planned to give out towels to the movie. I heard A friend in the industry said that the money spent just selling towels in various places in Linzhou is an astronomical figure, not to mention advertising for clothing. By the way, it seems that there is also advertising for antennas, instant rice noodles, and There are pickles..."

As she spoke, she looked at the empty pickle bottle again, thoughtfully.

At this time, Li Yanzi couldn't hold it in any longer. She knew Han Meiyun well and couldn't bear to keep her in the dark, so she said: "Sister Meiyun, why can't you guess it? That hairpin head phoenix you mentioned Your boss, isn’t he standing in front of you?”

Han Meiyun looked at Xu Shan. Although she was a little suspicious as she was talking just now, she was still very surprised when she heard Li Yanzi tell the truth. She widened her almond eyes and stared at Xu Shan for a long time: "She said Is it true?"

Xu Shan was also helpless and could only sigh: "It's true. It's guaranteed to be true."

When Han Meiyun heard this, she couldn't help shouting happily: "That's great."

She said, extending her hand covered in soup to Xu Shan: "I have long admired your name, and I look forward to cooperating with you."