Republic of China Designer [Transmigration Book]

On this day, Xia Jinting returned to Yimingfang, and saw a group of people gathered together and whispering.

Ever since the windbreaker designed by Xia Jinting became popular, Yimingfang's daily orders are flowing like water, and the manpower is obviously tight.

Xia Jinting can't wait to use up 1 minute, but his subordinates still have the desire to gather and chat? !

Our Master Director coughed heavily: "Look at this posture, everyone is busy?"

Seeing Xia Jinting coming, Feng Lang quickly put his hands behind his back and bowed firmly: "Hi, director."

"What are you hiding? Show me!" Xia Jinting reached out to Feng Lang.

Feng Lang carefully took out what was behind him, and it turned out to be a newspaper.

On the page was printed a huge and bold font - Gu Sanye and the movie queen went to the nightclub together, and their relationship was suspected to be exposed.

The news also attached a photo. In the photo, Gu Que and Cheng Meihua entered the nightclub one after the other.

As a modern person who has seen "hot searches on Weibo", Xia Jinting has passively eaten a lot of "melons". This photo shows no intimacy at all. In Xia Jinting's opinion, it is not a "hammer" at all.

But the "melon-eating people" in the company obviously believed the content of the gossip tabloids.

Xia Jinting neatly crumpled up the newspaper and threw it into the wastebasket.

"In a quarter of an hour, a meeting," he announced.

According to the newly formulated regulations, every official designer must put forward a design proposal at the meeting.

This was the first meeting since the implementation of the new system, and Lin Hanming and his like were still taking chances, thinking of proposing a plan casually, and going through the motions.

But Xia Jinting didn't give them any chance to deal with perfunctory, and openly pointed out the problems in every official designer's plan at the meeting.

"The style is outdated. This is the hot style of last season. If you take it out now, it's no different from making a fool of yourself. If you pay attention to fashion magazines every quarter, you won't make such low-level mistakes."

"The style is in season, but other companies have already launched this suit before us. If your manuscript is not copied, I suggest you do market research before making a proposal."

"The style is fine, but the cost of materials is obviously higher than your price. Remember that we are doing business, not charity."

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Every official designer was scolded by Xia Jinting.

The little guys who were watching all noticed that Director Xia was in a bad mood today, with a bad temper and a poisonous mouth.

The result is that all the plans have to be called back and redone.

Xia Jinting sighed again: "Okay, let's release the new plan first. Right now we have a big business. The newly appointed director of the Finance Department of the Ministry of Industry Bureau is coming to Yimingfang to make clothes. Everyone cheer up and welcome them well."

The Finance Department under the Ministry of Industry and Commerce is in charge of Haicheng's finance and taxation, which is an important department. The newly appointed director, Lian Xin, is only 28 years old and grew up drinking foreign ink since childhood.

Xia Jinting had inquired beforehand that this person admired Western civilization and looked down on everything made in China, including suits.

Lian Xin originally wanted to make suits from Xiute Group, which was run by foreigners, but was persuaded by the think tanks around him.

In response to the current trend of worshiping foreigners, conservative officials advocated support for local clothing brands. Lian Xin's new official took office, but his foundation was unstable, and he needed to win the support of conservatives.

For this reason, the think tank persuaded him to hand over the heavy responsibility of making new clothes to Yimingfang, the leader of domestic suits in Haicheng.

In the eyes of outsiders, this matter is like the world's pie in Yimingfang, but Xia Jinting understands that this business is not so easy to do.

Lian Xin was naturally prejudiced against domestic suits, and he was naturally a difficult customer. It was minor for him to pick faults with his mouth, but the damage to Mingfang's reputation was more serious.

If Xia Jinting were to choose by himself, he would definitely not want to accept this business, but this time, he cannot choose.

He had to put up all his energy and do enough homework in advance to understand Lian Xin's temperament and preferences.

For this order, Xia Jinting has been working overtime for many days, and when he was tired, he went straight to the office.

When Gu Que arrived home, the villa was pitch black, and the stove was cold, with no trace of life.

If Xia Jinting's personal belongings were not still there, Gu Que would have suspected that he had moved away.

Xia Jinting was not there, and Gu Que had no intention of cooking, so he made some food to deal with it.

Halfway through the meal, the phone rang.

Gu Que picked up the phone and asked bluntly, "Where have you been?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and Mrs. Jiang's voice came: "Who are you talking to?"

Gu Que had an oolong, he laughed and said, "Grandmother is well, what do you need from me?"

Mrs. Jiang is also a straightforward person, she smiled and said: "You, don't tell me if there is a situation, I only know the news from the newspaper."

"Newspaper? What newspaper?!" Gu Que didn't understand.

"You still pretend, you and Miss Cheng have reported everything, don't worry, I'm not a rigid person, if you really like Cheng Meihua, you can marry me back." Mrs. Jiang said.

"Cheng Meihua? What is she doing?" Gu Que hadn't read the newspaper yet, so he was completely outside the situation. "Aren't you in a relationship with Miss Cheng?" Mrs. Jiang asked, "It's written in the newspaper that you two go to the nightclub together."

Gu Que understood that he and Cheng Meihua were photographed by a reporter from a gossip tabloid.

"There is no relationship between me and her." Gu Que hurriedly clarified.

Mrs. Jiang listened to Gu Que's attitude and understood that he had nothing to do with Cheng Meihua, but she still insisted on persuading her: "Are you living with someone now?"

Gu Que: "Yes."

Mrs. Jiang: "Male or female?"

Gu Que: "Male."

Mrs. Jiang: "You, you don't even have a confidant around you, how can you do it?"

Mrs. Jiang has mentioned similar topics many times in indirect ways.She respected Gu Que's choice, but she couldn't help feeling worried about the state of her grandson being alone.

In the past, Gu Que would briefly mention the topic, but this time, he said: "Grandma, I already have someone I like."

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Jiang became happy all of a sudden: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and bring him back so I can meet you."

Gu Que smiled and said, "You have seen this person before."

When Gu Que said this, Mrs. Jiang felt even more puzzled. Gu Que had always been surrounded by suitors. Many girls wanted to use her as a bridge to approach Gu Que, but they didn't hear of anyone who succeeded.

"I can bring him to see you, but I haven't caught him yet, so don't scare him." Gu Que's words really surprised Mrs. Jiang.

People haven't caught up yet?

The sun came out from the west?Gu Que actually has a day of chasing someone?

Mrs. Jiang became more and more curious about who is Gu Que's favorite object.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Que's mood improved a little. In the spirit of "If the mountain is not it, I will be the mountain", Gu Que personally cooked Xia Jinting's favorite dishes.

The assistant inquired about the news in a timely manner, but after a while, he found out that Xia Jinting had been working overtime in the company for many days.

Gu Que drove to Yimingfang and personally delivered the food to the door.

When we arrived at Yimingfang, it was past lunch time, the company was pitch black, and the employees were all off work.

Only the director's office is still lit.

Gu Que raised his hand to knock on the door, and a slightly hoarse voice came from the door: "Come in."

Gu Que pushed the door open and entered, bent down to pick up the design draft that fell on the floor for Xia Jinting.

Gu Que was tall and tall, standing next to the workbench, blocking a lot of the light.

"Just say something, don't block the light." Xia Jinting frowned.

"Have you eaten?" Gu Que placed the lunch box in front of Xia Jinting.

"Why are you here?" Xia Jinting raised his eyes in surprise.

"There's no one at home, I'm here to look for you." With that said, Gu Que opened the lunch box.

The rich aroma of the food aroused Xia Jinting's greed. In this era without takeaway, it is too difficult to work overtime to eat.

Xia Jinting concentrated on eating while Gu Que flipped through his manuscript.

After flipping through for a while, Gu Que asked in surprise, "So many styles?"

"Hmph." Xia Jinting snorted and said with a smile, "This time the guest is not young, and he is difficult to serve, I'm afraid these can't satisfy him."

Gu Que frowned and said, "Who dares to play wild in Yimingfang?!"

"The newly-appointed financial director only recognizes foreign goods, and looks down on local suits." Xia Jinting hated such foreign worshipers, and worked all day long to gain popularity.

"Putting on airs with my people, who gave him the guts!" Gu Que sneered, and accepted all of Xia Jinting's design drafts, "After eating, get off work."

"What are you doing?" Xia Jinting didn't know why.

"It's just putting on airs, who can't." Gu Que said, "This kind of person, the more you get used to him, the more he will push forward. If you put on airs, he will subdue."

Xia Jinting's eyes lit up: "You mean... do the opposite?"

"Smart." Gu Que laughed.

Inspired by Gu Que, Xia Jinting finally figured out the way to do it.

Indeed, the more ignorant people like Lian Xin who believe that domestic products are inferior to foreign products, the more Yimingfang keeps a low profile, the more he looks down on them.

It's better to straighten your waist and hold your airs, at least you won't be wronged.

After figuring this out, Xia Jinting's mood improved a lot, and the food finally tasted good.

"You..." He glanced at Gu Que, "Why did you come back so quickly?"

"The mausoleum is boring, so you don't need to stay for long." Gu Que's eight-character response made Xia Jinting laugh out loud.

"Nonsense, there are so many delicious wines and beauties in the nightclub, how can it be boring?" Although Xia Jinting didn't believe the gossip newspaper, the tofu-sized report made him feel like a gnat.

Since he couldn't spit it out or swallow it, he simply asked Gu Que directly.

"It's so colorful, it can't compare to the one in front of me." Gu Que's affectionate eyes fell on Xia Jinting's face.

Xia Jinting's cheeks were hot, and he swallowed a mouthful of tea: "Talking nonsense again."

"I'm telling the truth. Begonias have no fragrance but are gorgeous. I really love them." Gu Que raised his finger and pointed to the blooming begonia bonsai behind Xia Jinting, "It's so colorful, it can't compare to the one in front of me."

Obviously Gu Que pointed at the bonsai, but Xia Jinting's face became hotter and hotter.He couldn't sit still any longer, stood up, and walked outside.

Gu, the culprit, was calm and calm, carefully packed the tableware before turning off the lights and leaving.