Future Phone – Part Two

To get what you want, you must pay a price. The price Hao Yunyang asked of Ye Yunying was already very low. It was merely half an hour of anxious waiting.

Thirty-six sets of young men’s clothing design drawings and forty-one sets of young women’s clothing design drawings were really easy, taking less than twenty minutes. A document on Hao Yunyang’s desk was already stuffed with the seventy-seven design drawings that Ye Yunying urgently needed. On a whim, Hao Yunyang even added five extra sets of men’s designs and five sets of women’s designs as backup.

After selecting these design drawings, Hao Yunyang hesitated for a moment but ultimately gave up on adding watermarks. At present, Chaobang Company didn’t have any influence, not even in Yunnan Province, let alone internationally.

There was no need to be mysterious about it. Directly speaking, Hao Yunyang didn’t believe that Ye Yunying would refuse to join!

Half an hour was just a moment of humming a small tune for Hao Yunyang, but for Ye Yunying and Yuan Delong, it was extraordinarily unbearable, like a century-long eternity.

Finally, the half-hour passed. Ye Yunying picked up her phone and dialed Hao Yunyang’s number.

Then, following Hao Yunyang’s instructions, she opened her computer, logged in, added Hao Yunyang as a friend, and immediately received a compressed package from Hao Yunyang: “This is

“The design drawings you need.” Hao Yunyang said casually on the phone: “Eighty-seven in total. You can adjust them yourself and use them.”

“De-design drawings?!” Ye Yunying, who had just received the compressed package, instantly widened her eyes and exclaimed in disbelief: “How is this possible!”

Half an hour.

Just half an hour!

Eighty-seven sets of clothing design drawings, this… could it be real?!

“The files are on your computer. You’ll know if it’s possible after looking.” Hao Yunyang hesitated for a moment, temporarily suppressing the idea of recruiting Ye Yunying into the organization. After swallowing the words that had reached his mouth, he said: “The decompression password is the pinyin of ‘Jiuxiao’. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to sleep.”

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