Jiang Ran and Wu Qian weren't that close, so when addressing Wu Qian, Jiang Ran directly called him by his full name.
"I think Wu Qian has already told you that the main purpose of my visit today is to discuss a collaboration with you."
When they heard Jiang Ran talk about business, Wu Guanzhong and Xu Youcai's expressions turned serious and they nodded. "Yes, Xiao Qian has already told us before, but … everything else is superficial. You have to have your own ability."
Since Jiang Ran dared to propose a collaboration, he naturally had already made preparations.
Jiang Ran opened the bag he had brought with him, took out a folder, and handed it over.
Wu Guanzhong opened the folder and took out a stack of papers from inside. He and Xu Youcai looked at them together.
This stack of papers was filled with design drawings that Jiang Ran had taken the time to draw.
Because he didn't have time to do many of them, he could only leave them there.
One or two pieces didn't seem like much at first, but gradually, they accumulated into a thick stack.
Looking at it now, it was very shocking.
Wu Guanzhong and Xu Youcai gathered together to look at it. Both of their expressions were very serious. When they looked at it, they didn't say a word and even frowned.
Wu Qian, who was sitting at the side, couldn't help but worry when he saw their expressions. He even moved closer to Jiang Ran and asked in a low voice.
"Jiang Ran, why are my dad and Uncle Xu's expressions so serious?
Wu Qian didn't finish his sentence, but Jiang Ran understood what he meant.
Jiang Ran shook his head. "No matter what they mean, let's wait for them to say it themselves."
Wu Qian also knew that it was useless for the two of them to wag their ears here, so he didn't continue speaking.
Although he didn't say anything, he was still worried. Not only did he keep looking at them, but he also seemed to be sitting on pins and needles.
Time ticked by. The room was quiet except for the occasional sound of paper being flipped. This made Wu Qian even more nervous.
After an unknown amount of time, Wu Guanzhong finally raised his head and looked at Jiang Ran.
"Did you draw all of these?"
Jiang Ran nodded. "I drew them."
Wu Guanzhong was just about to speak when his gaze fell on Jiang Ran's clothes.
He didn't notice it before, but now he noticed that Jiang Ran's clothes were different from the ones commonly seen nowadays.
It was similar to some of the designs in the painting just now, but it wasn't the same.
"Did you do this?" Wu Guanzhong asked.
Jiang Ran nodded. "Yes, I did it.
But I was a little busy, so I didn't make many of them. I could only draw them. "
Wu Guanzhong felt a little strange when he heard Jiang Ran say that he was busy again.
"You actually drew so many designs, and you also know how to make clothes yourself. I think you should be in this field. Why do you always say that you don't have time?"
Jiang Ran smiled. "You might not know, but I'm actually a doctor.
I have to make my own medicine, so I don't have much time to make clothes. "
Wu Guanzhong was very surprised when he heard Jiang Ran's words.
When he looked at Jiang Ran again, his eyes were full of curiosity.
A doctor who knew how to make clothes?
Although he found it strange, Wu Guanzhong didn't ask further.
After all, everyone had the right to choose their own profession. Even if he was in another field, he wasn't suitable or good at it.