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However, Liu Dahong thought about it, his wife was also busy working for him, and he was not good at pouring cold water, so not only did he not say that it was bad, but smiled and said that it was very good-looking, and praised Anxin for being awesome, as if he wanted to comfort Anxin. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the afternoon, if Liu Dahong goes in to shoot a film, she will sit on a chair outside, writing and drawing, almost racing against time.

By the end of the evening, several sets of clothes had been drawn, not to mention this time, Liu Dahong really wanted to say that the clothes were painted with colors, and they were really good-looking, especially those beautiful children's clothes, which were even more attractive.

If he saw such a beautiful princess dress in a clothing store and had a daughter of the right age, he would definitely want to buy one.

After dinner, Anxin handed his work book to Jiang Song.

"Director Jiang, I drew a boy and a girl, an adult male and a female with a total of four clothes, how about you take a look?"

Jiang Song thought about the designers in his factory, painting a set of clothes, who didn't work overtime, racking their brains, sometimes ten days and half a month to produce a work.

This peasant woman in the countryside used her spare time in a day to dare to say that she painted four sets.

She really thought the design was a dog's tail grass.

So Jiang Song didn't have any hope in his heart, but his wife had an explanation, so he also glanced at it casually.

But this glance made his gaze helpless no matter what, he moved away from the manuscript, his face became more and more cautious, and he was very calm over there, while Liu Dahong pinched the quilt nervously, almost letting the hanging needle jump.

Jiang Song's face changed from serious to happy to happy, he looked up at Anxin in disbelief, pushed the frame of his glasses, and looked at her carefully, there was really no way to connect Anxin's image with this design draft.

If he told others that the design was made by a peasant woman, they would probably think he was insane.

But this design draft is really great, I haven't made a dress yet, just the design draft, seeing such a dress, he is moved, especially the woman's clothes, he wants to buy one for his wife to wear.

Anxin thought in my heart, this is the most popular clothing style in the past 2,000 years, and it has been verified by the majority of buyers, so I don't believe that it will surprise you if it is more than nine years old.

"Director Jiang, I don't know what kind of route your garment factory plans to take, whether it is the ordinary people's route or the boutique route. ”

Jiang Song's eyes froze, and he looked at Anxin with some surprise, he didn't expect that a peasant woman's mouth could spit out such technical words.

These two routes are exactly the issues they have been discussing in a recent meeting with the people above.

In the past, the factory basically grasped it, but now it is found that this is not pleasing, many factories have been transforming, and some have directly abandoned the upper class of the boutique route, and directly changed to the sales route of the masses, so that the cost is a little lower and the profit is greater.

Jiang Song is the only person who is in line with the above decision, and he also believes that at this time, the factory should be decisive, change to the high-quality route, and give up some markets.

Now the prospect is that everyone is grabbing this piece of cake in the mass market, and many small garment factories have sprung up, even if they are big factories, even if they are famous, but the cake as a whole is so big, and one more person will take a bite, and the area of the cake will become smaller.

Either way, their profits will shrink.

But the high-end route of high-end products is different, it is still in a place that is not very developed, only a few in China are doing it, and the profit margin is also very large, and the rich only care about the style and the quality of the clothes, and do not care about the price.

But the same problem comes, and the boutique route naturally corresponds to a different style.

Jiang Song immediately put away his previous thoughts, and his contempt for Anxin was also transformed into recognition, and he looked at her seriously and said, "Tell me what you think." ”

"I'm a village woman, and I don't know much about it, but as far as our town is concerned, there are more than a dozen clothing stores and garment factories alone, and they are all clothes that the public can wear and afford.

For those who have money, they don't care too much about money, they care more about the comfort and softness of their clothes, the material is not good, and the style is exquisite and distinctive. Now the rich people in the town can basically only go to the county or province if they want to buy beautiful clothes.

There are so many porridges, more than a dozen people come to serve them, whether you are tall or short, you will definitely not have as much porridge as there are four or five people. I think we should take the boutique route and make clothes that are good in materials and fashionable in style, so that rich people like them. ”

Anxin deliberately used a very vulgar metaphor of more monks and less porridge, which is more in line with her current identity, but Jiang Song obviously understood, and he laughed: "That's right, I didn't expect you to have such insight and draw such a good design draft, I really underestimated you before, I apologize to you." ”

"No, no, Director Jiang can help me, I'm already very happy. "Peace of mind shook his hand again and again.

If she hadn't met Jiang Song, she would have gone out by herself, and she didn't know how many unjust roads she would have to take.

And if she has empty lips and white teeth, people may not believe her, even if she goes out with the design draft, she has to worry that others may hack her design draft, so as to beat her back.

Zhang Ling's personality is very good, the harmony of the Zhang family can see Mrs. Zhang's self-cultivation, and she can rest assured that she will hand over the design draft to someone like Jiang Song.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Jiang Song has already taken possession of the design draft, she suffers a loss, but she can finally see the quality of a person clearly, anyway, there are all the styles of clothes of various ages in her mind, and she doesn't care about this.

Zhang Ling rested for a day, refreshed, had changed into a set of red clothes, and actually painted light makeup, the whole person looked very refreshing and bright, she walked in and smiled: "What do you say, so happy?"

Jiang Song immediately handed over the design draft, and deliberately waved his hand towards An An, asking her not to speak yet.

Although Zhang Ling is not a designer, she has a husband who makes clothes, and she knows a little bit, as soon as she got the design draft, she liked it after seeing the sketch.

"Oh, this is the work of a designer in your factory, the painting is so good, Jiang Song, let me tell you, this dress is waiting for you to make it, I want a set of everything." It just so happened that the boys and girls wore to my family's Beibei and the third sister's Lei Lei, and the clothes of adult men and women were one for each of us. It's so beautiful, I've never seen anything like it on the market. ”

"Wife, guess who drew this design?" Jiang Song sold Guan Zi. (To be continued.) )