"I still don't understand it."
"What don't you understand?"
"It's obviously an FPS game, why do you want to add so many different styles of clothes?"
Looking at the demand list on the computer screen with a headache, Jiang Lecheng collapsed and hugged the back of his head, making a painful sound.
"It's really crazy... If I continue to paint, I will almost become a fashion designer."
Designing clothing is much more troublesome than designing weapons. The weapons can be modified according to reality, but the clothing must be original.
Especially according to the needs listed by Mr. Hao on the demand list, if the design is really based on these needs, it will be no different from designing serious clothes.
The painter sitting at the next table moved his stool and joked in amusement.
"Mr. Jiang, how about we recruit 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.
"What a great idea. I'll tell the HR department soon and ask them to recruit a good 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 not easy to find, right
If it's just the average level, there doesn't seem to be any need to find one specifically.
At this moment, the office door opened, and a young and beautiful figure walked in.
Coming straight to Jiang Lexeng's side, Lin Mengmeng said with a polite smile on his face.
"Teng Teng asked me to come here to get the USB flash drive of the promotional poster..."
"Poster?"
The painter sitting at the next table looked confused, as if he had just heard about this.
"I finished the task for the World of Warcraft Music Festival by myself, so I didn't post the task to the group." Jiang Lecheng sighed as he smoothed his messy bangs, took out a USB flash drive from the drawer, and handed it to Lin Mengmeng. In his hand, "Take it... Speaking of which, why did she ask you to run errands?"
"Everyone is busy with other things, but I am relatively free. I happen to be very curious about our art department, so I came over."
Blinking, Lin Mengmeng suddenly noticed the half-designed clothes on the computer screen and asked curiously.
"Is this... a school uniform?"
Jiang Lexeng nodded and said.
"To be precise, it's a sailor uniform. In other words, it's okay if it's JK."
"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 Lexeng scratched his head and sighed, "I'm also quite puzzled as to why so many strange elements are incorporated into shooting games... Mr. Hao's own explanation is that it is created through life elements. A sense of contrast, maybe.”
The painter sitting next to him couldn't help but chime in 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 playful smile.
"That makes sense, hee hee. How about I wear jk to work tomorrow?"
"Wow, what are you thinking about? Please tell me honestly."
"I'm kidding, how can I wear it to the company... But I didn't expect that Mr. Hao has quite good taste. There are many women's clothes on the demand list, and he wrote them in great detail."
"Well, after all, Mr. Hao is also a young man."
Although Lin Mengmeng did not 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 lively, it seems to be particularly outstanding 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.
"Anyway... I have given you the USB flash drive. Please give it to Teng Teng."
"Yeah, leave it to me... By the way, can I take a look at the demand list? I just have a look and won't reveal it to others."
Looking at Lin Mengmeng who was looking at him eagerly, Jiang Lexeng was stunned and said in confusion.
"It's nothing to take a look at..."
What's so cool about this thing
She was almost bored to death.
But Lin Mengmeng didn't seem to think so.
She took the demand list from Jiang Lecheng. She held it in her hand and read it carefully from beginning to end, seeming to have memorized the contents in her heart.
After about 5 minutes, she returned the form in her hand.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," Jiang Lexeng waved his hand and sighed, "I would be grateful if you could help me recommend a few clothes that meet the requirements on this demand list for my reference."
Lin Mengmeng said after thinking for a moment.
"This... I don't know much about it, but I can help you introduce a few fashion designers. Maybe they will know more about this?"
"Who?" Jiang Lexeng said weakly.
"How is Sun Manran?"
As soon as he heard the name, Jiang Lexeng sat up straight as if on conditioned reflex.
"Man Ran? Are you talking about Mara, the editor-in-chief of Fashion Weekly, the chief designer of Lycra Clothing, and the winner of the 10th International Fashion Design Grand Prix?"
"Huh? Do you know her?"
"More than just acquaintance! I always like her clothes!"
As an urban beauty who is at the forefront of the fashion industry, studying outfits can be said to be Jiang Lecheng's second most passionate hobby after painting.
Jiang Lexeng suddenly stood up from the chair, grabbed Lin Mengmeng's hand, and looked at her with bright eyes, as if he had seen his idol.
Looking at Lin Mengmeng who looked astonished, she continued talking in rapid succession.
"Can you really introduce her to me? Is the schedule okay? Will it be too much trouble?"
Lin Mengmeng said blankly.
"Eh? It's no trouble... When do you have time? I can make an appointment for you."
In her impression, Ms. Sun didn't seem to be a particularly famous person. Occasionally, she saw her at home, chatting with her mother about home affairs with great interest.
Including several pieces of clothing in her and her sister's wardrobe, they were all given by Ms. Sun.
Because her mother is very interested in the fashion industry, Lin Mengmeng knows many well-known designers in the fashion industry, ranging from clothes to bags.
Jiang Lexeng was so excited that she almost shed tears.
"Do I need to spend money? I'll ask the financial officer to report the budget!"
"If it's just a chat, it shouldn't cost any money, but if it involves specific business cooperation, such as a job as a fashion design consultant... I guess it will definitely 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 was too much trouble, she would be too embarrassed to ask Lin Mengmeng. After all, the two of them were just acquaintances, and had not yet become close friends to the level of good sisters.
"That's no problem. Please introduce it to me. It should be easy to talk about money... If the cooperation is confirmed, I will write a budget application at that time. I believe Mr. Hao can understand it."
"Yeah, I'll say hello to her later and push her WeChat to you."
Under Jiang Lecheng's eyes, which were like seeing off a benefactor, Lin Mengmeng left the art department's office with brisk steps.
At this time, two painters sitting in the corner of the office were whispering to each other.
"By the way, the celebrities signed by our company are already so popular. They even have the WeChat accounts of internationally renowned fashion designers..."
"What are you thinking about? This has nothing to do with whether it is popular or not. Maybe he is a regular customer of several big brands. It is not normal to add a designer's WeChat account."
"I'm so envious... The autumn coat designed by Mara that I saw in a magazine last month cost over 100,000 yuan."
"Whatever is on the shelf is not the most expensive thing you see. What is really expensive is the kind that won't match your clothes no matter where you wear them."
"Hey, you said you are still working part-time when you are so rich. What are you trying to do?"
"Experience life?"
At this time, a voice suddenly interrupted.
"Not necessarily, maybe it's Mr. Hao who is trying to figure it out."
Upon hearing this, several young ladies sitting around became interested and came over one after another.
"Gossip? Tell us."
"I heard… "
The chirping sound could be heard from far away, and Jiang Lecheng coughed heavily.
"Ahem!"
Hearing this cough, the whispering voice suddenly stopped.
Seeing that his subordinates were finally working honestly, Jiang Lexeng shook his head and continued working on the manuscript.
These guys…
If we have this time, it would be better to come up with two more liver models.
It's really boring.