Early the next morning.
After breakfast, when everyone was about to go to work, Mu Xiaoya suddenly stopped everyone:
"Parents, brother, please wait a moment, Xiaochuan has something to say."
"Xiao Chuan has something to tell us?" Everyone was a little surprised, and looked at Bai Chuan opposite with interest.
Bai Chuan stood up in Mu Xiaoya's encouraging eyes, looked at the three people opposite and began to apologize: "I'm sorry, but... I still don't want you to go to the conservatory."
"..." The smile at the corner of Mu Xiaoya's mouth froze, and she could not wait to roar at Bai Chuan, what are you doing with that last sentence
"..." Bai's parents, is this an apology or a second provocation
"Understood." Bai Zheng's expression didn't change, he wiped his hands with a napkin, got up and left. I know one sentence, but I don't know whether to forgive or not.
"Hehe, it's okay, my parents aren't angry." Li Rong stiffened for a moment and decided to ignore the second half of the sentence and only listen to the first three words.
"Yes, Xiaochuan, don't take it to heart." Bai Guoyu also comforted his son. This was Bai Chuan's first apology when he was so old.
"Yeah." Bai Chuan, who was forgiven, looked happy and turned to his daughter-in-law for praise, "I've finished my apology."
"Yes, yes?" Mu Xiaoya didn't know what else to say.
After coming out of the restaurant, Bai Zheng tidied up the cuffs of his suit, walked to the parking lot, and then started the car to go to work.
Go out from the gate of the villa, turn right, and go straight down the asphalt road, which is the way he and Bai Chuan run together every day. The one-way distance of 25 kilometers is exactly five kilometers. Every time they run to the traffic light in front of them, they will turn around and run back.
Bai Zheng stopped the car, looked at the road back from the rearview mirror for a long time, and did not move for a long time. The traffic lights changed back and forth several times in front of him, but still could not attract the driver's attention. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles on the mountain road of the villa. Bai Zheng's stagnation did not cause congestion on the road, but it attracted the attention of sanitation workers.
"Sir, is there something wrong with the car?" The sanitation worker in uniform came over with a broom and asked.
"No." Bai Zheng returned to his senses, subconsciously glanced ahead, and the light was green.
"Then hurry up and be careful to be late for work."
"Thank you." Bai Zheng nodded, released the brakes and continued on. After the car left, the sanitation worker waved his broom vigorously. His task this morning was only the last part of the road. The car just happened to hold him down to sweep the morning's garbage. Now that the car has left, he has to pack up the dustpan quickly, otherwise he will not be able to go home in time for breakfast.
Bai Zheng seemed to be in a particularly good mood. He opened the hood and let the sun and tree shade fall into the car without hindrance. He smiled contentedly in the flowing light and shadow.
Also know to apologize, you have a little conscience.
The Bai family's parents were in the same mood as Bai Zheng. They were not as calm as Bai Zheng. As soon as they left the restaurant, Li Rong threw herself into her husband's arms: "Old Bai, Xiaochuan, Xiaochuan has our right in his heart. ?"
"Of course, Professor Feng didn't say it long ago, Xiaochuan just doesn't understand the expression, he actually knows everything." Bai Guoyu's eyes were also a little hot, although Professor Feng said so, but over the years, in addition to anger, they I have never seen Terby's emotions on Bai Chuan's face, let alone caring about them. Now I can clearly feel that Bai Chuan cares about them, and Bai Guoyu only feels that he is more happy than Yifeng's listing at that time.
"Xiao Chuan's heart is not only for his mother and Xiaoya, but also for us." Li Rong was very pleased.
"Um."
"very nice!"
Mu Xiaoya didn't know that such an embarrassing apology from Bai Chuan would have such a big impact on the three of the Bai family. She put Bai Chuan in the car and went to work directly. When she got to the studio, Mu Xiaoya went straight to the studio. The leather shoes she made for Bai Chuan were almost finished, and she wanted to finish them today.
After working in the workshop until noon, Mu Xiaoya finally completed the last process. She admired it for a while with satisfaction, and wanted to find a shoe box to pack it and give it to Bai Chuan as a Chinese Valentine's Day gift after two days of Chinese Valentine's Day. But she searched for a long time in the workshop, but she could not find a suitable box for leather shoes.
Mu Xiaoya walked out of the workshop with her shoes in her arms and asked Fang Hui, "Fang Hui, do we have custom shoe boxes in our studio?"
"Customized shoe box? Oops, I forgot about it." Fang Hui reacted abruptly.
"No shoebox?" Mu Xiaoya said without giving up.
"No, this custom shoe box must be of good quality. I was not satisfied with a few of them before, but I forgot about it later." Fang Hui glanced at the shoes in Mu Xiaoya's hand, He asked in surprise, "Done?"
"Yeah." Mu Xiaoya smiled and nodded.
"Show me." Fang Hui leaned over, took the leather shoes from Mu Xiaoya's hand, and then walked to a well-lit place outside to take a closer look, looking harsh like a professional teacher grading homework , "You crimping, this glue, this handwork... are almost catching up with the master who has worked in my uncle's factory for more than ten years."
"How can it be that powerful." Mu Xiaoya is still very self-aware. She has some talent in design, but for things like craftsmanship, how can she grow quickly without long-term work accumulation. It was because of the extra four years she had accumulated in her previous life that she had accumulated some experience, but compared with the masters who had been in the factory for more than ten years, she was incomparable.
"I think it's your craft. We don't need to hire a master when we customize it. You can just do it yourself." Fang Hui said.
"You want to wear me out." It took her almost a week to make Bai Chuan's leather shoes by herself. If she were to make every pair of shoes in the studio in the future, how could she be so busy
"I knew you didn't want to." Fang Hui was just joking, "This is also the first pair of custom shoes in our studio. I'll ask Xiaoxin to take a photo later, and we'll upload it on the website. And you Mother-in-law's pair of high-heeled shoes, when are you ready? Pass it on together."
"Next week." Mu Xiaoya estimated the time.
"Such good shoes should be equipped with a high-end shoe box." Fang Hui held her chin in thought for a while and said, "I will talk to a few more merchants."
"I don't know when it will be sent after you have negotiated it. I'll go out and buy a shoe box myself."
"The shoe box you bought won't have the beauty of our home."
"It's okay, I'll draw one later." This pair of shoes was given to Bai Chuan, but Mu Xiaoya was not very insistent that there must be a studio logo on it, but seeing Fang Hui's persistence, it was okay to add it. Anyway, she has painting skills, it is still very simple to draw a studio logo on the shoe box.
"Hey, wait a minute..." Fang Hui seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly turned around and walked inside. After a while, she took out four or five shoe boxes of different colors.
"These are the sample boxes I asked for from the online merchants. They don't have logos on them, and they are solid colors. You can see if you can use them." Fang Hui said.
Mu Xiaoya touched them one by one, and finally selected a dark blue shoe box and said, "This is not bad."
"Okay, I picked the most expensive one." Fang Hui smiled.
"How much?" Mu Xiaoya was curious, how much is the most expensive shoe box.
"one hundred."
"One hundred for a shoe box?" Mu Xiaoya couldn't believe it.
"Yeah, don't look at it as a cardboard box. The manufacturer said that this shoe box is itai's special shoe box. I don't really understand what kind of craftsmanship is used." Fang Hui explained, "However, I also like this shoe box, but it's too expensive, and I haven't made a decision."
"It's quite expensive."
"That's right, people have to pay extra for printing the logo."
"I'm still accepting it..." Are the merchants so ruthless these days
"Let's think about it again, then this shoe box is for you first." Fang Hui put the other shoe boxes back together and put them aside, "I'll choose a few more later, anyway, we don't have a custom business for the time being."
"Okay." There's no rush.
Mu Xiaoya took the shoe box, wrapped the shoes with a dust cover, and carefully put them into the shoe box. There are dark lines on the bottom of the dark blue shoe box. You can feel the ups and downs of the lines when you touch it with your hand. In fact, you don't need to draw a pattern, but the shoe box looks good. But since Fang Hui had agreed, Mu Xiaoya still pondered the pattern. She looked at the smooth and clean surface of the shoe box, and after thinking for a while, she came up with an idea, and then got up and went back to the workshop to take out the acrylic.
Acrylic is a paint that can be applied directly to shoes and clothes without discoloration. When Mu Xiaoya was in school, she liked to use acrylic to draw some small patterns on her white t and white shoes. In this way, not only the price of clothes is cheap, but also the personality can be maintained.
Mu Xiaoya didn't want to paint the shoebox too fancy. She chose golden paint and painted the studio's logo in the center of the shoebox. Then she simply wrote three words below:
to: Shirakawa
Finally, she wrote a series of very small numbers 001 and her signature on the bottom corner of the box.
"Fang Hui, come and have a look, is this all right?" Mu Xiaoya called Fang Hui over to appreciate her masterpiece.
"Did you draw it?" Fang Hui ran over with the coffee, glanced at it and raised her eyebrows, "Did you draw it with acrylic?"
"Yeah, the color is not bright enough with colored pens." Mu Xiaoya explained.
"This is good, this one is not easy to fade, and it looks high-end." Fang Hui's eyes smoothed to the bottom corner of the box and asked, "001, what do you mean?"
"001, it means that this pair of shoes is the first pair of shoes I customized by Mu Xiaoya."
"It also means that Bai Chuan is the first customer, right?" Fang Hui said speechlessly, "You can still show affection with a shoebox, but there is no one left."
"I don't." Mu Xiaoya couldn't help laughing, "I just want to record it."
"Simple records?" Fang Hui glanced at the numbers and signatures in the lower right corner, and suddenly slapped her thighs and said, "This is a good idea, otherwise we will write numbers and signatures on the shoe boxes in our studio in the future. A shoebox with a number and a designer's signature, just like every diamond has a number? Yeah, just do it, why didn't I think of that before."
"Will it be too exaggerated?" Mu Xiaoya reminded in a low voice.
"It's an exaggeration. The cheap diamonds in this jewelry store are only about 10,000 yuan. Others have different numbers. Our shoes are at least 30,000 pairs." Fang Hui retorted.
"Okay, let's wait until you sell." I'm afraid that when the company has been open for several years and the serial number is still in single digits, it will be embarrassing.
"Are you planning to send Bai Chuan for Qixi Festival?" It was the Qixi Festival soon, Fang Hui could guess without asking.
"Yeah." That's why she was so anxious to find the shoebox.
"It's almost time to move after that holiday."
"Moving this weekend."
"That's it, the plants I ordered for you are almost ready, and we will send them over on the weekend to warm your house."
"Would you like to... deliver it two days in advance?" Mu Xiaoya whispered to discuss.
"Why?" Fang Hui was puzzled.
"Hey hey... Xiaochuan doesn't like people going to our new house." Mu Xiaoya smiled to please.
"...You" Fang Hui was silent, with a grudge on his face, "Then you help tell him, I don't like him coming to my studio either."