Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

The party scene is full of big names in the design industry, and everyone gathered together to chat and laugh.

The arrival of Fu Ting did not attract everyone's attention.

After all, for designers, Fu Ting does not have any works in the design industry, so naturally he will not take it seriously.

Ms. Xiang Fei is a very elegant old lady.

She is well-maintained, her gray hair is rolled up, her face has few wrinkles, big red lips, and a lavender brocade cheongsam. .

Fu Ting came to Xiang Fei and showed her business card.

"You are Fu Ting." Xiang Fei looked at Fu Ting up and down, and her tone was lukewarm, "My husband just called me and told me, did you have anything to do with me?"

Fu Ting blinked her big watery eyes and said politely, "Hello, Ms. Xiang Fei, can I take a step to speak?"

Xiang Fei nodded, and led Fu Ting to the other side, where there was no one else.

Fu Ting tilted her head to look at Xiang Fei, her pure and clear eyes full of curiosity.

"What is the little girl doing looking at me like that?" Xiang Fei glanced at her, her face a little unclear, "Think I'm an old monster?"

In addition to her strength, Xiang Fei's fame in the industry is her personal style of doing things.

Because normal people get older, the more embarrassed they are to dress up, but Xiang Fei does the opposite. She is almost obsessed with beauty, wearing makeup, skirts and nails like young girls.

In an era when the atmosphere was not yet fully open, everyone secretly thought that Xiang Fei was an old witch.

But Xiang Fei still went his own way and lived a very public life.

Fu Ting shook his head, "No, I think you are beautiful."

Probably never been evaluated like this before, Xiang Fei was very surprised and laughed, "Most people think I'm so rude, so little girl, are you trying to please me on purpose?"

"There is no rule that people can't dress themselves up when they are old." Fu Ting looked serious, "Everyone has the qualification to love beauty, no matter their age."

"I like what you said." The expression on Xiang Fei's face softened, and the look in Fu Ting's eyes became kind.

As a fashionista, Xiang Fei's eyes are poisonous, she can see the sincerity in Fu Ting's eyes at a glance.

Not hypocritical flattery.

Xiang Fei likes the feeling of being purely praised like this.

Fu Ting paused, then said, "The cheongsam you're wearing is very beautiful, and it suits your temperament very well."

Xiang Fei was a little interested, "Do you understand cheongsam?"

Fu Ting snorted, "It's just that Ms. Xiang Fei's color matching of cheongsam fabrics is not good enough. The cheongsam you are wearing is a single color fabric, so choose a different color from the fabric to stand out and embellish it. In addition, the shape of the buckles should also be matched according to different cheongsam patterns, and the principle is to coordinate with the fabric patterns, not too bland, nor too jumpy."

Xiang Fei was surprised, "Do you understand design?"

Fu Ting said, "A little bit."

"I can see at a glance the shortcomings of my cheongsam design and suggest ways to improve it, I'm afraid it's more than a little bit."

Xiang Fei said sharply, and at the same time became more interested in Fu Ting.

Because she is also a big boss in cheongsam design, she has been struggling in the design for so many years, she can't have Fu Ting's decisive vision.

Fu Ting frowned, knowing that Xiang Fei's interest had been aroused, so he began to enter the theme, "I heard that Ms. Xiang Fei is about to hold a design competition. If you can design a cheongsam you like, you will agree to a condition for the other party, yes ?"

Xiang Fei nodded, "Yes, you also want your works to be displayed in my department store?"

Fu Ting shook his head, "No, I want to invite you, promise Ning Haishen doctor, take the time to perform an operation on Fu Qingji, the third young master of the Fu family."

Xiang Fei took a sip of red wine and smiled lightly, "This condition is really interesting. What's your relationship with the third young master of the Fu family? It's worth your effort."

Fu Ting paused, "He...is my third uncle!"

"So you are also the miss of the Fu family?" Xiang Fei raised his eyebrows, "Your Fu family is really interesting. First, there was Jiang Yan who wanted to cooperate with me, and now there is another Miss Fu family. What tricks are you playing?"

Fu Ting said, "I am me, Jiang Yan is Jiang Yan, and there is no conflict."

Xiang Fei is also a human being, so she can naturally guess the struggle between the giants, and she can't help but be curious, "Are you sure, your condition is that I agree to my husband's surgery on your third uncle? The design competition will be soon, you are for your third uncle, Don't you want your company's performance?"

After all, in the design competition, all designers are in order to stand out in this competition and reach a cooperation with Xiang Fei.

Xiang Fei also has the largest department store abroad. Which designer does not want to take this opportunity to promote clothing to the whole country, so that not only has performance, but also fame and grade.

"Performance is dead, people are alive." Fu Ting's expression was very calm from beginning to end, his eyes were shining, "I just hope to see my third uncle stand up soundly, this is more meaningful than performance, isn't it? ?"

Xiang Fei suddenly had a good impression of Fu Ting, because she thought that when Jiang Yan came to her with the design drawings, the condition he put forward was for performance and fame.

Xiang Fei also knew a thing or two about the Fu family. When talking to Jiang Yan at that time, Xiang Fei inadvertently revealed her identity as the wife of Ning Hai Shenyi.

At that time, Jiang Yan also asked, Xiang Fei thought that Jiang Yan would ask her husband for help, but Jiang Yan gave up without hesitation after learning that the operation might be risky.

Xiang Fei felt at that time that the family relationship of the wealthy was really fragile.

But Fu Ting's words made her understand that it was just that everyone's position was different.

"I can promise you." Xiang Fei said, "but you have to follow the process, hand over the design that I like, and if you can get the first place, I will promise you."

Fu Ting curled her lips, "No problem."

Before leaving, Fu Ting asked Xiang Fei's preference for cheongsam patterns, "Ms. Xiang Fei, I know you like peony flowers. Can I design peonies then?"

Xiang Fei shook his head, "No, I've seen better peony flower designs. I don't think anyone can draw something more stunning. You can draw something else."

Jiang Yan gave her the design, and the pattern on it was peony.

Fu Ting came down and turned to leave.

*

That night was Mingzhi's birthday, and Fu Ting and Cen Juan went to eat at home together.

Fu Pei was still filming a new movie in the crew, and Fu Nanyan also followed to be the director, so the two of them couldn't make it back.

In the end, only Fu Sixing, Cen Juan and Fu Ting were the three who accompanied Mingzhi on her birthday.

But it didn't hinder the family and He Meimei. After the meal, Mingzhi rolled out a cake and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, Qing Ji will come over in a while."

In the next picture, Fu San will know about the medicine.