Chapter 267: A Day of Punishment

"Did you figure it out?" Chu Qiankun looked at Jin Miqiu with a meaningful meaning and said with a smile: "There are certainly not many imitations. We only imitate the styles with good sales on the market, and those garbage models will definitely not be studied."

Huh, Jin Miqiu breathed out a breath of turbid air, and he felt relieved, as long as Chu Qiankun didn't focus on imitation.

"Then do you think this is appropriate? I don't think it can exceed 30%." Jin Miqiu asked and answered.

"30%, do you think you need so much? 10% is enough!" Chu Qiankun also asked and answered.

He didn't expect that Jin Miqiu would put the proportion so high, which was beyond his expectations.

"Ah, what do you mean?"

Jin Miqiu didn't understand Chu Qiankun's words at first, but after reacting, he was not surprised.

Instead, he said with a serious expression: "If only 10% of the time, the amount of independent design cannot keep up, then the total number is still not enough!"

“Isn’t it enough?”

"not enough!"

"Hehe, I said it must be enough!"

Chu Qiankun walked to a pair of easels, which was used for Jin Miqiu's daily design drawings.

After moving his neck and wrists, under Jin Miqiu's surprise gaze, he began to draw on a piece of white paper.

Very fast and very efficient!

One piece of paper and one painting, the white paper on the easel was quickly drawn, as many as seven or eight.

I proudly put down the pen in my hand, sorted out my paintings, and looked through them with satisfaction.

At this moment, Chu Qiankun really wanted to recite a poem.

Unfortunately, Jin Miqiu didn't give him this opportunity, and snatched the masterpiece in Chu Qiankun's hand and browsed it as quickly as possible.

Then, he shouted with the reserved high decibels of the girl, "What the hell are you painting?"

Forehead!

Chu Qiankun really wanted to cover Jin Miqiu's mouth, so he was too uneasy.

What about girls’ elegance? What about reserve?

Besides, the paintings he drew were obviously a costume design, but the color was not yet on, so he didn't understand it very well.

What is the hell of a painting? This evaluation is too low. Isn’t the painting quite good?

"Don't tell me, this is a simple picture of the clothing design?"

Jin Miqiu also felt that she had become a little abrupt just now and asked in a tight voice.

"After you asked, isn't this very obvious? This is the costume design drawing I drew."

Chu Qiankun said, pointing to the character design picture of a long leg, a short leg, and a square head.

Don't be ashamed, but proud!

“oh,my    god!”

When Chu Qiankun's words were said, the exciting Jin Miqiu began to speak foreign words.

Then, he praised sarcastically: "You can participate in the children's painting competition at your level."

"Is it that bad?" Chu Qiankun refused to admit it.

Jin Miqiu picked up his pen and gestured to draw a new picture next to Chu Qiankun's painting.

The speed was faster than Chu Qiankun. After drawing one, he threw it to him and said, "Let's take a look!"

The little pride on his face seemed to be able to draw more than Chu Qiankun in terms of painting. That was a great thing.

Hehe, Chu Qiankun smiled awkwardly.

Without comparison, there is no harm. There was no comparison before. He thought that his drawings were pretty good.

Now that there is a comparison, he suddenly feels that this guy has to throw away the goods.

Put the drawing paper in your hand back to Jin Miqiu.

Put your hands behind your back, and put on the boss's style and said, "The painting is good. I will talk about the color below, and you can fill it in."

The first time I saw Chu Qiankun showing off his boss's posture, it was really funny, and Jin Miqiu almost burst out laughing.

However, he also wanted to see what Chu Qiankun was doing. What will the ghost he painted after being painted with color?

So, the two adult friends sat next to each other and played with kindergarten children, painting their favorite colors.

According to the colors mentioned by Chu Qiankun, color them on the design diagram in turn.

However, after the last stroke was applied, Jin Miqiu did not put down the paint pen in his hand and kept in his final posture.

It was like acupuncture pointing, and it had not moved for a long time.

But the brilliance in the eyes was constantly flashing, and it became more and more intense, and the flashing speed was getting faster and faster.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a shocking sound came from Jin Miqiu's mouth.

His hands even grabbed Chu Qiankun's arm and kept shouting: "Why? Why?"

It's really thunder falling from the sky!

In front of the glass wall of the office, countless heads suddenly appeared.

There were men and women, big and small, rubbing and huddling together, looking at Jin Miqiu and Chu Qiankun curiously.

Jin Miqiu's actions, combined with her words, make people imagine endlessly!

"Stop! Stop! Calm down first." Chu Qiankun stopped Jin Miqiu who was constantly shaking him, then raised his head to the outside of the office and said, "You deal with the people outside first, let's talk about the others later."

Today, Chu Qiankun finally saw Jin Miqiu's toughness.

She opened the office door and pointed at the heads on the glass: "Don't you have to do anything? Do you want the salary? Do you still need to get the bonus?"

The Lion Roar in Hedong!

With a loud bang, all the employees returned to their positions, bowing their heads and busying themselves with their own affairs, concentrating on making people feel free to challenge.

Chu Qiankun was stunned by his silence. His aura was many times stronger than his big boss.

There is even more emotion. It turns out that beautiful women are so beautiful when they get angry.

When a beautiful woman does things, Chu Qiankun even more shocked!

I saw that Jin Miqiu, who had suppressed the entire scene, returned to the office with satisfaction, locked the door directly, and put down all the blinds on the glass in a flash.

The inside and outside are completely isolated, and the two of them are in the office, and they no longer have to worry about being harassed or peeping by others.

At this moment, Chu Qiankun suddenly realized that he was a strong and vicious young man, and he was panicked.

It feels a bit embarrassing to think that a big man actually has such concerns.

So Chu Qiankun quickly calmed down and said to Jin Miqiu: "You draw the drawings I drew again first, and then we will paint together."

On this day, Chu Qiankun was locked up by Jin Miqiu from day to night, and even supper was sent to the office for dinner.

Starting from noon until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Even the employees who stayed to work overtime have left.

After being squeezed by Jin Miqiu for a day, Chu Qiankun, who was exhausted, was released, giving a pale feeling on his face.

Chu Qiankun shook his head and walked back and forth in the large office outside, doing chest expansion exercises to relieve stiff muscles.

Jin Miqiu's expression is completely different from Chu Qiankun, with a vigorous spirit without a trace of fatigue.

Holding a thick stack of drawing paper in his hand, he followed Chu Qiankun.

He kept asking repeatedly: "Is it really gone? Think about it and work harder!"

"It's really gone. This is the inventory I have saved for several years. You have squeezed it out at once. I didn't leave it at all."

Chu Qiankun held a bitter face, and the big boss was actually "under house arrest" by his senior executives.

This day was so miserable and hard!

Although Jin Miqiu looked disbelief, she was helpless. Chu Qiankun was unwilling to draw again, so she had no choice.

You can't hold a knife around his neck, that's too "abnormal".

No matter what, Chu Qiankun is all the boss, so he still has to give him some face.

Of course, Chu Qiankun still has stock, only a hundred design drawings are less than 100, so how could he squeeze out the clothing styles in his mind?

But you have to take good things slowly and squeeze them slowly, which is in line with his "low-key" personality!

"Okay, it's getting late. I've been tossing you for a whole day and I'm hungry. I'll treat you to have a midnight snack!" Chu Qiankun looked at his watch and said.

Jin Miqiu also looked at the watch. It was getting late, so she said, "Wait for me, I'll get the bag!"

Jin Miqiu was driving, Chu Qiankun was sitting in the passenger seat, and the car was driving on the way to Guancheng Square.
To be continued...