Chapter 30 6. Fashion designer

Back home at night, Yang Na told me one thing. "Mo, Li Guofan's little daughter-in-law Chen Mei opened a beauty salon, which is located in the most luxurious McLean Garden in Dongzhou City." Yang Na said jealously. I was taken aback when I heard that, "So you have been there?" The outlets in McLean Garden are very expensive. Judging from the area, decoration and equipment level of the beauty salon described by Yang Na, it costs seven to eight million yuan to say the least.It seems that Li Guofan made some friends during his lifetime, maybe these people helped Chen Mei support the beauty salon, or Chen Mei still had money in hand.In any case, Chen Mei's beauty salon has become the talk of Dongzhou people after dinner.

"Li Guofan has only been dead for a few days, she shouldn't make such a publicity." Yang Na said angrily. "What Chen Mei did was too much." I said disdainfully. "Women like Chen Mei don't have to worry about not having a good life." Yang Na teased. I know that Yang Na looks down on women like Chen Mei who depend on men for food. Chen Mei is Li Guofan's confidante, and she has tasted the sweetness of being a concubine.At that time, I had more than 70 pairs of leather shoes worth more than 10,000 yuan, and more than 20 fur coats worth more than 100,000 yuan.In order to buy the desired fashion and cosmetics, he and Yang Si's wife flew to Beijing Lufthansa and Scitech to go shopping, going back and forth every day.Therefore, Chen Mei opened a beauty salon to give full play to her talents and her strengths.

Chen Mei still has money in her hand, and there is a lot of money, Dongzhou people firmly believe in it.Li Guofan and Chen Mei have a deep relationship.Even if all of Li Guofan's property was confiscated, Chen Mei would still be rich. After all, the two had been having an affair for twelve years.Li Guofan doesn't even know how much money he has.However, according to his secretary, he can't remember who gave money in Dongzhou City, but he can remember who didn't. I haven't been in touch with Luo Wen and Liu Hui. I don't know why their mobile phones are always turned off.Time is running out, I decided to go directly to the Fashion Design Department of Dongzhou Academy of Fine Arts to visit.

The students and teachers who come and go in and out of Dongzhou Academy of Fine Arts are like eccentrics in abstract paintings. To be an artist, you must first deform your body to make the body into an alternative, and then distort the soul. Otherwise, it is not called art.Art is living itself, living is an impulse of life, and art is living impulsively. I am not good at thinking like an artist, but I know that it is a very painful operation process to touch the wound with my fingers to make the wound widen.The difference between a mortal and an artist is that what a mortal touches is the wound of the body, while what the artist touches is the wound of the soul.Walking into the corridor of the Department of Fashion Design, the walls are covered with works designed by students.These works are elegant and abstract, very close to art, but far from life.However, for a layman who is about to engage in clothing, it is still like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

At this time, a beautiful girl came over. "How can I find Teacher Luo Wen?" I asked quickly. "I don't know, I haven't seen it for a few days, go to the department office and ask." The girl said shyly. The departmental office door is open.There are three or four teachers in the office. "Who are you looking for?" a teacher asked me. "Look for Rowan." I said cautiously. "Who are you?" A middle-aged lady with an elegant temperament and still charming charm asked with a smile on her face. "It's his friend, there's something urgent." I said approachingly.

"Come with me." The middle-aged lady waved her hand and said. I followed her to another office, she let me sit, and then said: "Rowan Tour just came back yesterday, and he is teaching students in the teaching building opposite." "Can I get in touch with him?" I asked eagerly. She picked up the phone on the desk, dialed the number and said, "Rowan, come over to my place, a friend is looking for you." I thanked the lady.I went to art school for the first time, and it felt like I was in the middle ages.The teacher's office is overcrowded, the desks, chairs and benches are so old that it doesn't feel like a palace of art at all.Walked two offices and didn't even see a computer.I suddenly found that the works designed by the students in the corridor were all drawn with pens, and the world has already entered the era of computer design.

I was thinking wildly when someone knocked on the door. "Come in," said the lady. The door opened and a plump man in his thirties with a goatee walked in. "Teacher Tao, are you looking for me?" "Is it Teacher Luo Wen?" I asked quickly. Rowan looked at me blankly. "Lan Ling introduced me. My name is Lei Mo." I hurriedly introduced myself. When Luo Wen heard that I was going to open a clothing company and was introduced by Lan Ling, he was very interested. "Brother Lei, I'm halfway through class, let's talk as we walk." Rowan and I said while shaking hands.

We bid farewell to Teacher Tao and left the office. "What does Teacher Tao teach?" I asked accostingly. "Teacher Tao is the head of our department and my tutor for graduate students. He is well-known in the national clothing industry." My first impression of Luo Wen was very good. "Before I traveled, a Boss Song approached me," Luo Wen continued, "He said he wanted to start a business clothing company, with a large investment and high quality. But I didn't promise him." I thought to myself, it seems that Song Diancheng has been busy all this time, I don't know who he is looking for to cooperate with.

"Luo Wen, why didn't you promise Boss Song?" I asked suspiciously. "I have a natural dislike for this person. He is obviously a profiteer, and he is also hypocritical. It makes people feel uncertain and has no solid contact with Lei Ge." Luo Wen said flatteringly. "How long will your class last?" I asked with a smile. "Go back to the classroom and leave some homework for the students, and then it's over." "It's almost noon, let's invite Lan Ling and Liu Hui to have dinner together." Rowan hesitated for a while and agreed.

"Then I'll wait for you at the Old Eight Pieces Hotel in Yangzhou. You go to class."