Daniela didn't know what Sebastian was thinking. As soon as she returned to Vic Fashion Design Studio, Bella rushed in, her face full of smiles.

"Good news." She looked at everyone, smiling but not continuing.

Eve, who had regained her usual demeanor as the chief designer, smiled and glared at her, "Don't be coy, just say it."

Bella was reluctant to give in, wanting them to guess.

The group guessed for a while but couldn't figure it out, their appetites were whetted.

Bella was finally satisfied and took out an envelope, "National Wind Festival invitation! For Dan Fashion Design Studio!"

Eve's eyes lit up, and she took it to have a look. She saw it read, "Invitation to Dan Fashion Design Studio to participate in the National Wind Festival - China's National Style Clothing Exhibition," and immediately became excited.

"This is a fantastic opportunity for publicity!"

Daniela also instantly understood.

The National Wind Festival had a lot of resources. If they could participate, it would definitely bring good traffic to Dan Fashion Design Studio. As long as they seized this opportunity, Dan Fashion Design Studio could gain fame almost immediately after opening, and they wouldn't have to worry about sales.

Daniela also smiled gleefully.

Bella said, "Since we're going to the festival, we must show the highest level of Dan Fashion Design Studio! Everyone must put in their best effort."

"Daniela has the highest level of classical Chinese studies, the strongest control over national style, and many creative ideas. The creative design will be handled by you. Yinglian, you will assist her with the design and control the samples, and I will be responsible for the fabrics, cutting, and production."

She then suddenly said, "Isn't Daniela's workload too heavy?"

Daniela was speechless, "You actually remember?"

Bella "tsk"ed, "Just hand over your spring and summer collections."

"Hand it over to whom?" Daniela asked.

Eve was responsible for the other series of spring and summer collections.

Bella had work to do at Vic Fashion Design Studio.

No one had it easy.

Eve thought for a moment, "Give it to me. Anyway, your design is almost done, I'll take care of the rest."

Daniela frowned and didn't let go.

That would make Eve's workload too heavy.

"Didn't you say before that my design was still a bit away from being made into a sample?"

Eve comforted her, "It's okay, I'm old friends with Henry and the others. I'm familiar with the fabrics and the pattern makers at the factory, it won't be a problem."

"I promise to make the clothes you want look beautiful."

Hearing this, Daniela could only nod silently.

Bella couldn't help but sigh, "We're short-staffed. I'll transfer a few designers from Vic Fashion Design Studio."

"Bernard is also the same, he's been recruiting for so long, but he hasn't recruited a few."

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"Achoo."

Upstairs in the Dan Fashion Design Studio workshop, Bernard suddenly sneezed.

"Someone is thinking about me."

He mumbled a couple of words before looking at Scott across from him, "You said you wanted to invest in Dan Fashion Design Studio?"

Is there something wrong with your head?

"Do you think Dan Fashion Design Studio looks like it's short of money?"

Daniela sold Flores Group's stock, she has five hundred million, plus her aunt and Sebastian, how could it be Scott's turn to invest.

Moreover, he knew that Scott and Daniela didn't get along.

Would he be so kind?

Scott frowned at his questioning gaze, "Who said that investing must mean putting in money? I'm investing with my skills, okay?"

Bernard couldn't help but look him up and down, finally shaking his head.

"Don't think I don't know anything. I know you're famous in the runway shows, but Dan Fashion Design Studio is not doing runway shows, it's doing the market, there's a big difference between the two."

"I don't think you have the skills for the market to invest in Dan Fashion Design Studio. So, sorry, Scott, I can't accept your investment."

Scott's face flushed.

He wasn't really good at the market, but being told this so bluntly made him feel a little embarrassed.

He got up abruptly and left with a flick of his sleeve.

"Humph, this young master isn't desperate to invest!"

Bernard looked at him leave in a huff, his face blank.

No, what was this guy doing here?