An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 403 The Daily Life of the Art Team

"I still can't figure it out."

"Don't understand what?"

"It's obviously an FPS game, so why add so many different styles of clothes."

Looking at the demand form on the computer screen with a headache, Jiang Lecheng crumbled and hugged the back of his head, making a painful sound.

"It's crazy... I'm going to be a fashion designer if I keep painting."

Designing clothing is much more troublesome than designing weapons. Weapons can be modified according to reality, but clothing must be original.

Especially according to the needs listed by Mr. Hao on the demand form, if the design is really based on these needs, it is no different from designing serious clothes.

The painter sitting at the next table moved his stool and made fun of it.

"Mr. Jiang, why don't we hire a fashion designer?"

Originally this was just a joke, but after hearing it, Jiang Lecheng's eyes lit up, he threw away the paintbrush and snapped his fingers.

"Good idea, I'll say hello to the HR department in a while and ask them to recruit a cool fashion designer."

The painter at the next table looked at her blankly with a surprised expression on his face.

Professional fashion designers... I'm afraid it's hard to find, right?

If it's just the average one, it seems that there is no need to find one specifically.

At this moment, the door of the office opened, and a youthful and beautiful figure walked in.

Coming straight to Jiang Lecheng's side, Lin Mengmeng said with a polite smile on his face.

"Fujito asked me to come here to get the USB flash drive for the promotional poster..."

"Poster?"

The painter sitting at the next table looked confused, as if he had just heard about it.

"For the World of Warcraft Music Festival, I finished it myself, so I didn't post the task to the group," Jiang Lecheng sighed as he stroked his messy bangs, took out a USB flash drive from the drawer, and handed it to Lin Mengmeng. "Take it...Speaking of which, why did she ask you to run errands?"

"Everyone is busy with work, but I'm still relatively free. I happen to be very curious about our art department, so I came here."

Blinking his eyes, Lin Mengmeng suddenly noticed the half-designed clothes on the computer screen, and asked curiously.

"This is... a school uniform?"

Jiang Lecheng nodded and said.

"To be precise, it's a sailor suit. In other words, JK is fine."

"Is this a new game?"

"Well, that PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds."

"PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds... I heard it's a shooting game, right?"

"Yeah, shooting games." Jiang Lecheng scratched his head and said with a sigh, "I'm also quite puzzled why so many strange elements are incorporated into shooting games... Mr. Hao's own explanation is through the elements of life Create a sense of contrast, maybe."

The painter sitting next to him couldn't help interjecting and said with a smile.

"Maybe it's Mr. Hao's personal interest."

The young painter at the next table also chimed in with a smile.

"That makes sense, hee hee, why don't I wear jk to work tomorrow."

"Wow, what are you thinking, tell me the truth."

"Just kidding, how could it be possible to wear it to the company... But I didn't expect that Mr. Hao is quite tasteful. Looking at the demand list, there are a lot of women's clothing, and he wrote it in detail."

"Well, after all, Mr. Hao is also a young man."

Although Lin Mengmeng didn't participate in the topic, he put his index finger on his chin, nodded thoughtfully, and muttered "I see" in a low voice.

More and more people participated in the topic, and the sound of laughter spread in the office.

Although the working atmosphere here is usually relatively relaxed and active, it seems to be a bit more prominent today.

Jiang Lecheng coughed heavily, and the employees in the office calmed down a little, and picked up the drawing board and brush again.

Looking at Lin Mengmeng, Jiang Lecheng continued.

"In short... the USB flash drive has been given to you, please hand it over to Fujiteng."

"Yeah, leave it to me... By the way, can I take a look at the demand form? I'll just take a look, and I won't disclose it to others."

Looking at Lin Mengmeng who was staring at him eagerly, Jiang Lecheng froze and said in a daze.

"It's nothing to look at..."

What's so cool about this thing?

She's getting bored to death.

But Lin Mengmeng didn't seem to think so.

Taking the demand form from Jiang Lecheng's time, she held it in her hand and read it carefully from beginning to end, as if she had memorized the contents in her heart.

It took about 5 minutes before she returned the form in her hand.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome," Jiang Lecheng waved his hand and said with a sigh, "If you can help me recommend a few clothes that meet the requirements on the demand form for my reference, I will be grateful."

Lin Mengmeng said after thinking for a while.

"This... I don't understand it very well, but I can introduce you to a few fashion designers. Maybe they will understand this better?"

"Who?" Jiang Lecheng said weakly.

"How is Sun Manran?"

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Lecheng sat up straight like a conditioned reflex.

"Manran? Are you talking about Mara, the editor-in-chief of "Fashion Weekly", the chief designer of Lycra clothing, and the champion of the 10th International Fashion Design Grand Prix?"

"Huh? Do you know her?"

"It's more than acquaintance! I always like her clothes!"

As an urban beauty who is at the forefront of the fashion industry, researching outfits can be said to be Jiang Lecheng's second favorite hobby besides painting.

Suddenly standing up from the chair, Jiang Lecheng grabbed Lin Mengmeng's hand, and looked at her with bright eyes, as if he had already seen his idol.

Looking at Lin Mengmeng who looked astonished, she continued talking like a cannonball.

"Can you really introduce her to me? Is the schedule okay? Will it be too much trouble?"

Lin Mengmeng said in a daze.

"Eh? There's no trouble... When do you have time? I can make an appointment for you."

In her impression, that Ms. Sun didn't seem to be a particularly famous person. Occasionally, she saw her at home a few times, chatting with her mother about the family affairs with great interest.

Including a few clothes in her and her sister's closet, they were all given by that Ms. Sun.

Because her mother is very interested in the fashion circle, Lin Mengmeng knows many famous designers in the fashion circle, from clothes to bags.

Jiang Lecheng was so excited that she was about to cry.

"Do you need to spend money? I'll ask the accountant to report the budget!"

"It shouldn't cost money if you just chat, but if it involves specific business cooperation, such as clothing design consultants... I guess it will be necessary." Lin Mengmeng said in an uncertain tone.

Jiang Lecheng breathed a sigh of relief.

She had never come into contact with such an internationally renowned fashion designer before.

If it's too troublesome, she's really embarrassed to ask Lin Mengmeng, after all, the two are just acquaintances, and they haven't gotten to know each other well enough to be good sisters.

"That's no problem, please introduce it to me. The money should be easy to talk about... If the cooperation is confirmed, I will write a budget application at that time. I believe Mr. Hao should be able to understand."

"Yeah, then I'll say hello to her later and send you WeChat."

Under Jiang Lecheng's eyes as if watching off a benefactor, Lin Mengmeng walked briskly and left the office of the art department.

At this time, two painters sitting in the corner of the office were whispering to each other.

"By the way, the stars signed by our company are already so popular, there are even WeChat accounts of internationally renowned fashion designers..."

"What are you thinking? It has nothing to do with whether it is popular or not. Maybe they are frequent customers of several big brands. It is not normal to add a designer's WeChat."

"I'm envious... I saw the autumn coat designed by mara in a magazine last month, and it cost more than 100,000 yuan."

"The ones that you see on the shelves are not the most expensive. The ones that are really expensive are the ones that won't blow you away no matter where you wear them."

"Hey, what are you trying to do when you say you are so rich and still work part-time?"

"Experience life?"

At this time, a voice suddenly interjected.

"Not necessarily, maybe it's Mr. Hao."

Upon hearing this sentence, the young ladies sitting around were immediately interested and came over one after another.

"Gossip? Tell me quickly."

"I heard……"

The chirping sound could be heard from far away, Jiang Lecheng coughed heavily.

"Ahem!"

Hearing this cough, the whispering voice stopped abruptly.

Seeing that his subordinates were finally working honestly, Jiang Lecheng shook his head and continued with the manuscript in his hand.

these guys...