The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

In the afternoon, Song Youan went to the Empress Dowager Cixi Department Store again and bought some summer clothes for her father.

If I don't think about buying clothes and shoes for my father, he may not have new ones for several years.

Since they were browsing for men's clothing, Song Youan also bought a few pieces for her cousin and Tutu. She remembered the sizes, so even if there were some differences, they should be roughly the same.

Yan Fei followed her carrying large and small shopping bags without any complaints or even a word.

Because he noticed that Song Youan was very serious when choosing clothes, and he knew that she was a fashion design major, so he guessed that he should remain silent and not disturb her at this time.

It wasn't until Song Youan brought a camel-colored T-shirt in front of him and started gesturing that Yan Fei finally spoke: "What? I don't want it."

"Since I'm here, it's a rare opportunity for me to go shopping for men's clothing, so I'll pick some for you." Song Youan said calmly.

Yan Fei shook his head like a rattle: "I really don't want to buy any. I have a lot of clothes, enough to wear."

Besides, the Empress Dowager Department Store sells light luxury and high luxury brands. How can a driver like him understand these things? It would be a waste of money.

One piece he buys here is enough for him to buy dozens of pieces at the night market.

Song Youan looked at him and smiled: "When I asked you to accompany me to the manufacturer to discuss business, didn't you go out of your way to buy a 2,000 yuan suit?"

"How can it be the same? This is a serious matter. I can't embarrass you, right?" Yan Fei said seriously: "Besides, you also said that you would reimburse me for the suit, so I can't ask for it anymore."

People should not be greedy and demand more.

Seeing his firm attitude, Song Youan had to give up. She didn't like forcing others. Besides, their economic strength was different, so their consumption concepts were naturally different. If she forced him to wear it, he would feel even more uncomfortable.

But speaking of reimbursement, Song Youan suddenly remembered that Yan Fei seemed to have never popped up a system message.

"Have you signed the contract?"

"I signed it." Yan Fei nodded: "I signed it a long time ago."

His contract was signed with Lanting. Song Youan had specifically instructed him about this at the time because only by signing with Lanting could they help him pay for the five insurances and one fund.

Then Song Youan understood that Yan Fei's identity as a driver was far from the supervisor level in Lanting, and only people at the supervisor level would pop up messages in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Yan Fei asked in confusion.

Song Youan shook her head and glanced at the shopping bag in Yan Fei's hand, which was almost overweight. She hung up the item in her hand and said, "That's all. I won't buy any more."

The trunk was almost full. Today's spending was less than 50,000 yuan. Looking at the changes in the balance in his card, Song Youan didn't feel any pain.

She discovered a problem: when a person is rich enough, there is no pleasure in small purchases.

She asked Yan Fei to take her to Lanting. As soon as she got in the car, Senior Fang Che sent her a WeChat file. She clicked it and a long list of materials popped up.

Fang Che: [The second batch of materials list is all the best selected according to your requirements. Transfer the money to me before six o'clock.]

Song Youan glanced at the final ledger, which totaled less than 400,000 yuan, so she immediately transferred the money to Fang Che.

Four hundred thousand gave her a little bit of pleasure.

She replied with her phone: [Don’t save money for me, use the best! ]

The moment the message was sent, she felt a little relieved.

Fang Che: [Boss, you're so generous. By the way, Youan, I have some great news to tell you.]

Song Youan: [Big news? Tell me about it, I want to see if it's as big as the sky!]

Fang Che: [Isn't the shop across from you also under renovation? What do you think it's used for?]

Song Youan: [Don't beat around the bush, how am I supposed to guess?]

Fang Che: [This is Cheng Xianhe's studio. From now on, the studio across from you will be Cheng Xianhe's celebrity studio!]

Song Youan was stunned holding her phone. Cheng Xianhe was her favorite actress.

She remembered that when she took Senior Brother Fang Che to the studio for the first time, she met Chen Fei at the elevator entrance. Cheng Xianhe was standing next to him at the time. It seemed that they were going on a field trip that time.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Fei asked in surprise when he saw Song Youan suddenly smile happily.

Song Youan turned to look at him and said, "Do you still remember Cheng Xianhe?"

Yan Fei blushed. Last time, he was the only one who didn't know Cheng Xianhe, and was teased by Song Youan and Fang Che, which made him go back and catch up on Cheng Xianhe's movies.

"Now I know. I've watched a lot of her movies recently." Yan Fei said.

"Her studio will be right across from me from now on. Who knows, maybe I'll have a chance to work with her in the future."

After all, those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first.

But speaking of cooperation, Song Youan suddenly remembered that Liang Bei asked her to form a group so that he could assign tasks.

So they quickly created a WeChat group and invited Liang Bei and six chief designers to join the group.

Liang Bei used an English name called Vito in the group and did not reveal his identity as Liang Bei at the first time.

Vito: [Hello everyone, I'm Vito, the director of Youan Studio. I'm very happy to be working with you all in the days ahead. I have a task for several designers to assign in advance, and it's about the red carpet for the Golden Plum Awards in October...]

Song Youan did not speak in the group, but left the entire process to Liang Bei to communicate.

He was so confident at the beginning and the system gave him a very high score, so Song Youan also wanted to see how strong his ability was.

In the coffee shop on the eighth floor of Lanting, Cheng Muzi was concentrating on making coffee when Song Youan arrived.

She observed for a while, and an aunt's smile appeared unconsciously on the corner of her mouth. It turned out that people would shine when they were doing what they loved, just like when Cheng Muzi was concentrating on making coffee.

After finishing one cup, Cheng Muzi raised her head and saw a beautifully wrapped paper bag in front of her.

"surprise!"

Cheng Muzi was startled, but when he saw it was Song Youan, he patted his chest, still in shock: "Youan, you scared me to death!"

Song Youan laughed heartlessly and stuffed the gift into her hands: "You are too focused. I have been here for a while."

Cheng Muzi glanced at the gift in her hand. The dark green bag had a large LAMER logo printed on it. She said helplessly, "You bought me something so expensive again."

"Who makes us Muzi worthy?"

"Then I'll just have to make a cup of warm coffee for our Yuan myself."

"I don't want something warm, I want something cold. It's scorching hot outside!"

"Okay, let me show you our new beans, from Siberia. I tell you, they're incredibly smooth and rich, like a high-end chocolate bar."

Song Youan smiled upon hearing this and said, "Wow, you're becoming more and more professional. You can even describe the texture of the beans."

Cheng Muzi rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "After all, you've been studying for a month, and you haven't made any progress at all? Go find a seat, and I'll bring it to you when it's ready."