"Xiaoyou, this..." Some of Qi Wei's troops couldn't come back.

"Uncle Qi, get ready. Let the people in the design department sort out the design ideas and report them to me in the near future. This time is a good opportunity for Gong. Whether he can become the second Aosen group depends on his performance this time. " Xiaoyou said, then went back to the office.

Bai Mohan's work efficiency is very fast. After a while, all the information is sent to her mailbox. Looking at the initial sender's three words "Bai Mohan", Xiaoyou falls into a long meditation.

For a long time, she just stood up and walked towards the door, trying to let Yuqi help to print out these materials.

"What fashion? In my opinion, your men's clothes are all the same. A hundred yuan suit and tens of thousands of Yuan suit. Who can tell if you don't say? " "What do you little girls know? The workmanship and materials are all different, OK? Can a hundred dollars compare with tens of thousands of dollars? Take a look at this one in this magazine. It's designed and produced by Nino, the chief fashion designer of Holland. There are only ten pieces in the world, one of which costs millions. Do you think Dawei's hundreds of pieces of stalls can match this

"Millions of suits? Zhang Lei, you can blow it. Anyway, none of us knows whether what you said is true or false! "

As soon as Xiaoyou came out, he heard several members of the team arguing fiercely. Although it's a good thing to be more active, it's working time. How would she explain if she was seen by other departments? "What are you doing when you don't work hard at work?"

"Mr. Gong! Oh, you're here just in time. You've seen a lot of things. You can tell them whether this suit is a million or not, so that they won't say I'm bragging. " When she was caught fishing, she was not worried about her working time. Xiaoyou was helpless, but he took the magazine he handed over, glanced at it, and then nodded: "well, that's right. This suit is handmade by master Nino. The cheapest one costs about $1 million. The most expensive one is a suit named "blind" designed by him two years ago. There are only three suits in the world, and the price of each suit is $8.88 million. "

"My God, it's just a dress. Is it so expensive? You can't eat it. " Yuqi's face is full of panic. Xiaoyou smiles and explains: "people who can afford millions of clothes will not really take clothes as a tool to shelter themselves from the cold, but a symbol of identity. Master Nino's works, from design to material selection to production, are full of his painstaking efforts, especially his buttons,

every one of them is the ox horn he personally chose, and then polished into the buttons we see bit by bit. Each one is unique, with Nino's own unique logo. Just this step, we will... "

At this point, Xiao you suddenly a Leng, button

"Why don't you tell me, Mr. Gong? What's the matter with this step? " Her sudden pause makes Yu Qi and others confused.

"Ah, it's nothing, Yuqi. I suddenly remember that some things haven't been dealt with. I'll go back first." Then, without waiting for any reaction, they ran out in a hurry.

Button, button.

The last time she found that button in Bai min's ward, she felt very familiar at that time. It's just that she was confused and didn't think about it.

Now it seems that the button should be unique to Nino's Handmade suit!

When she arrived at Luo's house, she quickly entered the room, opened the drawer directly, turned out the button, and looked at it carefully.

Yes, it was made by Nino himself. Yes, there is a unique "n" in the hole of the thread.

However, Nino has made such a suit, which does not mean anything. Xiaoyou did not give up, and turned on the table lamp, facing the light carefully looked up.

A magical scene happened, white light shining in the black button, the above pattern suddenly twisted like waves, black stacked black, like a thick fog.

This is BLIND！

Xiaoyou's eyes twinkled with surprise. Bai Mohan also had Nino's Handmade suits, and many of them, but she remembered clearly that none of them was blue.

This button is not white ink cold!

Bai min lived in the VIP ward at that time, and every day someone would clean it, but this button would not be left before, that is, on the day of Bai min's death, someone came to the ward and dropped this button.

And she, clearly remember, the nurse said that day, no one has come to see Bai min.

This What's going on?

In the mind, suddenly came up with a bold and terrible idea, let small you even breath.

But, just a button, what does it mean? If I wish I could find the owner of this button.

Blind is owned by only three people in the world. If you can see Master Nino, you can probably solve the puzzle.

"Knock, knock"

there was a knock on the door, accompanied by Luo yunzhan's familiar voice: "little baby, what are you doing?"Xiaoyou instinctively opened the drawer and took the button in: "brother yunzhan, are you back?"

"Well, is the baby hiding something?" Luo yunzhan came over, squinting.

"It's nothing. It's a little thing I picked up." I don't know why. Now she doesn't want to be found. Her intuition tells her that this button is not simple. "By the way, Brother Yun Zhan, the government has decided to take part in the jewelry design competition in Europe next month. Do you know that?"

"Well, I've heard some of them. Why? Baby, do you want this quota? Give me a kiss, I may be able to help you through the back door

"Don't help me through the back door. Today, Bai Mohan came to see me. This competition will be completed by Gong's cooperation with Aosen group. Gong's contribution will be funded by Aosen." Xiaoyou has some doubts. As a vice mayor, Luo yunzhan has no idea about such a big thing?

The smile on Luo yunzhan's face froze for a moment: "Gong Shi and Aosen group?"

"Well, don't you know?"

Luo yunzhan lowered his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something: "the purpose of this competition is to play out the culture of Beicheng and develop the European market. The copywriting was put forward by the Ministry of culture at that time, and everything is decided by the Ministry of culture. It really doesn't need to go through me."

"Ministry of culture? Is that Minister Li? "

"Yes." She suddenly felt as if she had missed something, but she couldn't figure out what it was. Luo yunzhan's coughing voice came from her ear, and she was worried that her other thoughts would be suppressed. "Brother yunzhan, if you don't want to go to the hospital any more, just give me a drop. You have been ill for several days."