Liang Yu is right, he can't sit still anymore.

When the first competitor appeared on this street, Kang Yurong began to think of countermeasures. But at that time, the situation was not as urgent as it is now, and she didn't take it seriously, she had a rough prototype in her heart, and she didn't do detailed scrutiny, but just thought about it slowly.

Now it will definitely not work, and if you continue to hang your son, there will be only one way to die.

At night, Ke Mulan came out of Qing'er's room and saw Kang Yurong sitting in the living room drinking stuffy tea.

He walked over, gently rubbed the top of Kang Yurong's hair from behind, turned around, sat down beside her, and asked gently, "What's the matter?

Kang Yurong leaned back, let out a sullen breath, and said, "Today, another new store has opened in our east. ”

Ke Mulan leaned crookedly on the corner of the sofa, her legs folded together, her elbows resting against the armrests of the sofa, and her slender fingers slid across her smooth chin.

When he heard this question, his face did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he nodded and said indifferently, "It was expected." ”

This made Kang Yurong a little confused, she asked, "Why?"

Ke Mulan smiled lightly and explained: "Hungry people, can you not be greedy when you see you holding a big roast chicken there alone?"

Kang Yurong nodded, agreeing with Ke Mulan's statement.

"You're right. Kang Yurong tilted his head, turned his eyes, looked at the man and said: "But ah, those people only saw that the roast chicken I took was fat and big and golden in color, but they didn't know that the meat in it was raw, and it was difficult to swallow at all, but they still pounced one by one, and I was worried about them." ”

Ke Mulan smiled hehehe: "They are not worried, why should you worry about the ancients? Besides, it is understandable for them to do this? You have tasted the roast chicken, you are sure that the meat in it is raw, but others have not tasted it." Those who haven't tasted it will definitely not give up, so they have to taste it themselves. ”

Kang Yurong sighed: "Alas, it doesn't matter if they 'taste', we are really suffering, and the business in the store is not as good as day by day." ”

Ke Mulan knew her too well, and it could be seen from her unhurried expression that her words were not finished, and there was still something to follow, so she raised her eyebrows and asked, "So what?"

Hearing this, Kang Yurong was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, gave him a "I know, Mu Lan also" look, and then asked: "Wu Xiuzhi of Xiaoliangzhuang, do you remember?"

Ke Mulan thought for a moment and nodded: "Then Wu Xiuzhi not only solved your urgent need, but what impressed me the most was that you said that the walls of her house were plastered with novel clothing design drawings. ”

"Yes, that's right. Kang Yurong smiled and leaned his head forward: "The clothes on the market now are all ready-to-wear clothes that come in directly from abroad, and the purchase route is single, and the clothes in each store are also similar." Therefore, we have no advantage to speak of. If I buy those artworks of Wu Xiuzhi and ask the master to make clothes, I believe that those clothes are absolutely unique in the world. ”

Ke Mulan stretched out his legs and changed his posture: "I also believe that those clothes will be unique in the world, but have you ever thought that the 'clothes' on those drawings are finished?" he asked.

"Isn't this simple? Wu Xiuzhi continues to paint, and I continue to buy?"

"But I remember you said that Wu Xiuzhi didn't admit that she painted those drawings. ”

With his eyebrows straightened, Kang Yurong said firmly: "My intuition tells me that those drawings are from Wu Xiuzhi's hand. ”

"Good. Ke Mulan didn't continue to raise the bar: "Even if those are painted by Wu Xiuzhi, with her weird temper, she may not be able to respond to your requests." So, I think what you need is not those artworks of Wu Xiuzhi, but a real fashion designer. ”

"Costume designer?"

"Yes. We've been abroad for several years now, and you've probably heard of this profession too. ”

"Yes, I heard of it. And, I also know that Gabriella Chanel in France is famous. Kang Yurong bit his lip, looked at him, and said: "At present, we have no professionals in this field in China, so we can only hire them abroad." ”

"Now that there is a lot of openness between countries, I think it shouldn't be difficult to hire a fashion designer from abroad. ”

Kang Yurong slowly leaned back on the sofa, staring at a certain point in front of him, his expression was condensed, and he was silent.

Ke Mulan didn't disturb her, and quietly watched her think.

After a long time, Kang Yurong said leisurely: "If you really want to invite a designer, I still want to invite Wu Xiuzhi." ”

"Why?" Ke Mulan didn't understand: "Wu Xiuzhi's design is just a whim, she has not received professional learning and training, and I don't think the things she designed can be recognized by everyone." ”

"I don't think so. Kang Yurong objected: "Although Wu Xiuzhi has no professional training, this does not negate her ability. You haven't seen those artworks, it's really amazing. Some people have an innate sensitivity to certain things, which is what ordinary people often say, born to eat that bowl of rice. I think Wu Xiuzhi eats this bowl of rice.

The reason why I think Wu Xiuzhi is more suitable is also because she is a Chinese. Although my contact with her was very short, judging from her dress and mannerisms, I am sure that she must have been in the upper class for a long time when she was in Shanghai, so she understands the tastes of Chinese Mrs. Kuo.

Although the ladies and ladies of the upper class now worship Western clothes, pure Western clothes may not always meet their tastes, especially those who are slightly older. And Wu Xiuzhi's half-Chinese and half-Western design may be more able to cater to more people, after all, our current consumer group is Chinese women. Also, in addition to Wu Xiuzhi's ability to design Western clothes, the new cheongsam she designed is also eye-catching. This is something that foreign designers can't do.

Another point, which is also the most important point for now, is that the salary of hiring Wu Xiuzhi is definitely lower than that of foreign designers. ”

Ke Mulan looked comfortable, sitting lazily, and the orange light hit his body, as if coated with a warm, orange halo. He tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curved into a smiling arc, and his good-looking eyes shook like a galaxy of brilliance.

He always knew that she would either not do something when she did it, or she would do it with all her might.

In his eyes, it's just hiring a designer. It is said that "foreign monks can chant scriptures", are foreign professional designers not as good as Wu Xiuzhi's half bottle of vinegar?

But she considers the basic situation of the upper class, the consumer group, and the cost of the store. In comparison, my own considerations are really too one-sided.

It seems that he is really not the one who eats the bowl of rice of "doing business".

Kang Yurong saw that she was stunned and didn't speak, just smiled sullenly, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Ke Mulan pursed her lips and smiled: "I haven't been in vain in the dress shop for more than a year, I asked from you, the smell of copper." ”

Kang Yurong glanced at him: "You have a problem with your nose, what is the smell of copper? This is a positive smell, do you understand?"

"Okay, I have a problem with my nose, but my memory is absolutely fine. With Wu Xiuzhi's tricky and eccentric temper, you may not be able to invite her out of the mountain. Ke Mulan kindly reminded

Kang Yurong didn't have an interface, and muttered in his heart, please move, please don't move, only after trying will you know. Isn't it said as the old saying goes, if you don't hit the south wall, you won't look back, and when she really hits the south wall, let's talk about it.

The next day, Kang Yurong called Liang Yu, and the two of them entered Xiaoliangzhuang.

The morning sunshine is quiet and elegant, without noisy atmosphere, which makes people feel refreshed. Wu Xiuzhi is feeling this artistic conception in her small courtyard.

The cool air, gently caressing her face and her hair, made her feel completely relaxed.

"Bang bang!" there was a knock on the door.

Wu Xiuzhi frowned, she has never had anyone here, who could it be early in the morning?

She pondered for a moment, took a few steps to the door, and asked at the wooden door, "Who?"

Kang Yurong, who was outside the door, didn't expect someone to respond so quickly, so he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "Ms. Wu, it's me." I'm Kang Yurong, the one who asked you to repair your clothes last year. ”

Hearing this, Wu Xiuzhi's brows furrowed even more.

This woman named Kang Yurong is really fresh in her memory, and there is only one reason why her memory is so deep, that is, this woman is the only stranger she has ever come into contact with after living in seclusion here.

To be honest, she didn't want to see this woman again at all.

This woman's beautiful appearance and sound body made her jealous and extremely ashamed at the same time. She was like a mirror, standing in front of her, and her flaws and ugliness were instantly exposed.

She just wants to cover her ears and steal the bell, and she can't deceive herself.

Putting aside these external ones, she felt that there was an inexplicable energy permeated by this woman, and she couldn't tell what kind of power this strength was.

But it can not only easily stir her mind that has been calm for more than ten years, but also lead her to make her can't help but surrender and obey this woman.

It's just horrible.

She had been dormant in this hut for more than ten years, thinking that she would die here quietly, but she broke in.

She is like an inducer, inadvertently tempting herself.

Wu Xiuzhi stared at the closed wooden door for a few seconds and decided to ignore it.

Kang Yurong saw Wu Xiuzhi who was about to turn around from the crack in the door, and hurriedly shouted: "Ms. Wu, please stay, I know you definitely don't want to see me, you don't have to open the door and don't need to see me, but can you just listen to me a few words?"

After speaking, Kang Yurong's eyes were close to the crack in the door, and his eyes were staring at Wu Xiuzhi's flat body motionlessly.

Wu Xiuzhi hesitated for a long time, but finally retracted his steps.

Kang Yurong breathed a sigh of relief, and then said slowly.