Seven Zero Jiaojiao was spoiled by the big villain rough man and cried

The factory is located on the outskirts of the city.

At that time, it was a state-owned sub-factory, which couldn't manage and closed down, and was picked up by Feng Xichen.

It was only a small workshop in the beginning, but now it has expanded into a large factory that can accommodate thousands of workers.

Even the gate is well-groomed, and it's too grand.

From all the way, you can see the big characters of "Tang Wen Garment Factory".

The gatekeeper's sharp eyes recognized Feng Xichen's car, and he let it go from a distance.

Feng Xichen walked around with Wen Jing before returning to the office.

This is a newly built office building with five floors in total, Feng Xichen's office is on the fifth floor.

When passing by the second floor, a lot of people blocked the door of one of the offices, looking inside to see the excitement.

Wen Jing raised her head and glanced at the sign in the office: Design Department.

In fact, the factory did not recruit designers, and the drawings were all drawn by Wen Jing and Ye Lanyi.

The existence of the design department is only for outsiders to see, how could there be people around here?

As the two approached, they faintly heard the conversation inside.

"Little girl, I'm really sorry, our factory is really full of designers."

This is the management director of the design department, surnamed Gao.

"Director Gao, my work is really good. I'm a top student in the Design Department of the First Academy."

"If my work has won an award, your factory will definitely use it." The girl's voice was obviously anxious.

Director Gao sighed, "Miss Zou, your design is really good, how about this, you leave the design draft, I'll show it to our factory manager, and if it's suitable, I'll let you know, is that okay?"

This person has been here five or six times, and he refuses every time. Why is this kid so stubborn?

There are tens of thousands of clothing factories, why did they get into their house?

When the crowd behind saw Feng Xichen, they coughed lightly and hurried back to their office.

Those who don't know why look back.

In the hot summer, Wen Jing suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing, which was quite comfortable.

Everyone ran away, and the two walked into the office.

Director Gao saw that the factory director, especially the people beside him, froze.

The authentic designer is here.

"Director, Wen She, you are here."

Director Gao was puzzled, when did this person come to Beijing?

Wen Jing nodded, and her eyes fell on the girl holding the design booklet.

The facial features are exquisite, small and exquisite, but a little thin.

The little face also carried a sense of vicissitudes.

is a girl with a story.

From the conversation just now, she knew that this was a school of design.

"Hi, I'm the designer here, is it convenient to take a look at your artwork?"

Zou Qing's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly handed over the design album.

Wen Jing flipped through it carefully.

The entire booklet is full of drawings, and gradually formed its own style from the youthful at the beginning.

All behind is a style of painting.

The more Wen Jing looked, the brighter her eyes became.

This is a talented girl.

And full of patriotism.

That's right, what she painted was the national style.

Later generations swept the world's style.

Perhaps due to the limitations of this era, her imagination has not fully opened up, and there is still a certain gap compared with later generations.

But for now, enough is enough.

She and Ye Lanyi can also paint the national style, but they are not very good at it.

Because from the beginning to the end, what they are exposed to is the international general style.

Zou Qing observed Wen Jing's expression carefully.

Seeing her raise her eyebrows and eyes, I thought she probably liked it.

She is the designer here, if I can pass her eyes, will I have a chance?

She likes the atmosphere of this factory very much.

She also went to other garment factories, some big and some small, but it wasn't that she didn't like it, but that she didn't have the desire to contribute.

She always felt that even if she was admitted, she would be out of tune with the people in the factory.

She couldn't tell why.

Until they found Tang Wen Garment Factory.

Although it was rejected the first time.

Again it was rejected.

But she just loves it.

When she came to the factory for the first time, she had the honor to visit the production line in the workshop, and she was attracted by their finished products at first sight.

Unique design, do not have a flavor.

For some reason, she just felt that this factory was good, but it lacked some elements.

As for what was missing, she didn't think about it at the time.

After being rejected by the factory, she returned home, thinking about continuing to draw new drawings and strive for the next blockbuster.

Open the artwork book and look through it for inspiration.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, she finally understood what element Tang Wen Garment Factory lacked.

country style.

Immediately, she stopped drawing, and ran to the wholesale market, found Tangwen Wholesale Store, and looked at the styles of the entire store.

No.

There is not a single national style.

She is stumped.

He turned his head and went back to drill into the album.

After several days and nights of hard work, she finally drew the manuscript she was satisfied with.

The next day, she came to apply for the job regardless of her haggardness.

The result is undoubtedly rejected.

Rejected one after another, she began to suspect that she might not be suitable for this factory.

Today, she was just trying to beat her up.

She rushed out the last draft overnight.

Sometimes, after thinking hard for a few days, it is not necessarily possible to draw a decent picture.

Sometimes, when inspiration strikes, nothing can stop it.

Yesterday was of the latter kind.

At this time, Wen Jing also saw the last one.

It is a dress with a full swing.

What is smudged is not a bright red, but a deep dark green.

The patterns are not peonies or the like, but the tails of some small animals.

All kinds of golden tails jump on the lower body, each tail is different and has its own characteristics.

After reading the picture, Wen Jing's mind unconsciously appeared the work of a certain brand of ink painting in later generations.

This is the same.

It is a classic work of a certain brand that has been precipitated over time. This little girl can actually have such an idea.

Talent.

Wen Jing looked at Zou Qing with sparkling eyes.

Seeing her like this, Zou Qing was a little apprehensive.

Her eyes are like the wolf grandma in the comic book.

Also like her own grandmother.

Zou Qing staggered back a bit.

Feng Xichen remained silent.

Wen Jing was always in charge of the design of the factory.

According to him, this little girl will not be left behind.

But looking at Wen Jing's eyes, he felt that he had something to do.

Add pipeline.

Today's Liushui specializes in quiet artwork.

All hand tools are provided in a quantitative manner.

The current water supply has faintly shown signs of being in short supply.

If different styles are added, not only will the number of personnel need to be expanded, but the factory building will also need to be expanded.

Under Director Gao's dumbfounded gaze, Wen Jing dragged Zou Qing up to Feng Xichen's office on the fifth floor.

I asked her about her academic situation, and then came up with a theme and asked her to draw on the spot.

As long as it can be confirmed that all the drawings are drawn by her, then this person is not only a talent, but also a good person to help her complete the task as soon as possible.

When Zou Qing was conceiving, his uncle and nephew were whispering beside him.

"Xiao Jing, do you really want to use her?"

"Look first, as long as it proves that the manuscript was drawn by her, this person must stay, and she can help us make money."