After the new year, Qu Zhi had enough rest and had accumulated enough strength.
As soon as she returned to Jiang City, she began to prepare for the press conference. She already had some ideas about the fashion show, so it was time to work on the New Year's theme. It also had the atmosphere of a traditional Chinese Festival and the good meaning of the beginning of all things.
She hadn't even started, but the layout of the show was already making her feel a little awkward. In this aspect, relying on brute force and imagination alone was not enough, and Dong Feng could not help much. The first person Qu Zhi thought of was Deng Dong.
At this time, Deng Dong had nothing to do at home. When she received Qu Zhi's call, she almost jumped up from the sofa. Before Qu Zhi could say anything, she excitedly hung up the phone. "I'll be right there!"
