When she woke up, fashion designer Jiang Panpan dressed up as a "female hooligan" with the same name in the compound in the 1980s. The original owner had big waves and wore tight bell-bottom pants. Because he confessed his love to the military officer at the entrance of the alley, he was nailed to the pillar of shame by a group of young men and family members. My mother sighed: "Why don't you learn well?" The neighbor rolled his eyes: "You are young and indiscreet, who will dare to ask for it in the future?" The green tea little white flower who has a crush on the male protagonist: "Panpan, I know you didn't mean it, but Commander Lu... Really doesn't like you like this." Jiang Panpan:? ? ? That's it? Come on, this was the 1980s when there was gold everywhere and even pigs could take off when the news came! You don't have to be in love, making money is the serious thing! Jiang Panpan didn't care at all when faced with the start where people disliked dogs. She pulled off the outdated calendar on the wall, picked up a pencil and saw a design drawing. Starting from transforming his own "fancy clothes", he used Doliang and corduroy to create a huge wave of "Hong Kong style" in the tailor shop. While everyone was still fighting for a floral shirt, Jiang Panpan was already going crazy in the southern clothing wholesale market. When self-employed was still a term that was looked down upon, her "Panpan pretty clothes" have turned from a small stall into the most popular face in town. Xiao Baihua came to show off that she and Camp Commander Lu were about to get engaged, but found Jiang Panpan driving a car, wearing a fashionable suit that she had never seen before, chatting and laughing with Hong Kong businessmen. Battalion Commander Lu, who once looked down upon her, stopped her car at night, with his military uniform straight and his eyes restrained and hot: "Comrade Jiang Panpan, regarding my last confession, can I reply to you now?
