Uncle President, don't spoil me

Chapter 454

"Wait a minute." Sai Qi followed Zixuan out of the ward, he clenched his fists, and finally couldn't help calling out to him.

Zixuan paused, turned around and looked at him with doubts, "What's the matter?"

He was sure that he didn't know Xiao Ying's second brother, but why did this man look at him very strangely from the very beginning? Humanly speaking, he is still too young.

"Ten years ago, why did you suddenly disappear?" Sai Qi pursed his lips, and a little anger ignited in his eyes, "At that time, almost everyone regarded you as a legend, were proud of you, and wanted to keep up with you." Your footsteps, why did you suddenly disappear?"

Zixuan was at a loss for a while, and then he roughly understood what he was talking about. Maybe he knew him ten years ago, not Qiu Zixuan, but the guy named Harry. Unlimited expansion, this name has not been mentioned for many years, even he himself almost forgot.

"You got everyone's applause, stood at the pinnacle position, and won the highest award. You have easily obtained something that many people can't get in their entire lives." Sai Qi clenched his fists, suppressing the inner emotion. Angry, "But why, you gave up so easily?"

Ten years ago, Sai Qi studied in France. He liked fashion design and his dream was to be a designer.Although he is the second son of the Elger family, he has worked hard for himself, and his grandfather promised him that as long as he gets a design award and his work is recognized, he will be allowed to get involved in design. This is a concession from his grandfather. It is also his only chance to realize his dream.However, Harry gave his work a four-word evaluation, 'not good enough', and because of his evaluation, he finally missed his dream.He knows that he is not a talented person, not the kind of designer who can burst out countless inspirations at any time, and he also knows that his work is not outstanding, so he is willing to admit defeat, and he also admits that Zixuan's evaluation is very pertinent.

What Sai Qi couldn't accept was that the talented designer known as the "design genius" actually disappeared at the peak of his career, left the brand he created to his partners, and gave up everything he had in this field. Throw it away, as if you are playing the design as a game, and throw it away when you get tired of playing.Such an attitude made Sai Qi very angry. What he regarded as a dream was trampled on like this.

"Many times, we will have choices and give up, don't we?" Smiling eyes, always like needles, hide a bit of ridicule, a bit of ridicule, and a bit of indifference. Zixuan turned his head to look at the ground with a peaceful expression , unable to see the emotion, he rubbed his eyes, seemed a little uncomfortable, and then continued, "At least at that time, there were more important things waiting for me to do, I just gave up on my Talk about something you can give up."

He loves designing, and the process of turning a hand-drawn drawing into a garment, but nothing is more important to him than his mother's happiness.The mother who would rather be hungry than feed him, he just gave up some things he likes, he doesn't think it's a sacrifice, it's just a trade-off between important and more important, that's all.

Maybe for Mommy, she thinks he gave up her favorite design in order to fulfill her happiness, but it is not.Everyone likes things that they are good at and talented, and he is no exception. Because of his design talent, he likes design a little more. In fact, he also likes the business world. Everything is controlled by applause, and I like the satisfaction of a few numbers turning into a pile of numbers. The only difference is that he is too tired. The exhaustion of the past ten years has made him lose his love for the game he once liked. If his love for things is just for fun, he should still like the business world very much.

"I just hate your random personality. How can a self-righteous person like you have the right to be applauded and admired by others?" Sage showed disdain and contempt, and there was a clear fire in his dark eyes, ready to move.

Zixuan sighed, he was actually curious all the time, why all the people who hated him thought he was a self-righteous and willful person, they didn't know him well, but casually judged him, thinking that he always easily What to get, but he is the one who works the hardest, why does everyone ignore his efforts?

This feeling is indeed a bit frustrating.

"When I was a designer, I could memorize the lives of all first-class designers, including the styles, materials, characteristics, and even the stories of their classic works; I can recognize a piece of design work as long as it has appeared in Paris, Milan, London or New York Fashion Week; our design draft was plagiarized. The series even surpassed the previous designs; in order to find out the market trends, I traveled to many cities, asked many old tailors, and learned many details that I could not learn in fashion schools." Zixuan watched quietly. Looking at Sai Qi, he actually didn't want to tell him these things, after all, it was his own business, but seeing the fire in Sai Qi's eyes, he suddenly remembered that he had been so persistent many years ago.

Sai Qi's eyes widened in surprise, maybe this proud fox would never have imagined that his former idol had worked so hard.

"Do you know why I am successful? Most people in design don't understand sales, so they position themselves as a high-end artist and frame themselves in a position of self-affirmation. But I am not, I am both a A designer is also a seller. I know what kind of works are most marketable. My design is not just a work, it is a commodity with both artistic value and commercial value. Clothes are not hung in the window Instead, they are worn on people's bodies." Zixuan looked at Sai Qi fixedly, and calmly said the last sentence, "I can say that I am the hardest working designer among all the designers."

Sage's mouth moved, but he couldn't speak, his eyes were full of surprise and astonishment, and his blue face, which was originally full of anger, froze completely, as if he had been airdropped into another world in an instant.

Zixuan turned around, said in a deep voice, "No one has the right to criticize me for not working hard", and walked away.

As for Sai Qi, who was standing there, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Looking at Zixuan's disappearing back, only the noisy roar remained in his ears, and the lingering sound lingered.