Ni Jiao walked into Li Jun's shop in high spirits, but before she entered the door, she was stunned by the long queue in front of her. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Auntie, I'll help you!"

Ni Jiao has been helping out in Li Jun's shop these days, and she used to work in the studio, so she is also very clear about the process of customizing clothes, so she is very handy when she gets things done.

And just for the guests to measure the size of the registration, the time is very fast, and when it is almost noon, Li Jun's measurement and registration work has finally come to an end.

"The number of customers limited today has been reached, and the guests who need to order clothes will come to line up early tomorrow, and there can only be fifteen a day!"

Rubbing his shoulders, Li Jun planned to go next door to eat something first, and cut and make a pattern, and now he found a very troublesome thing, that is, there were too many guests.

Relying on him alone, even if he restricts one person to only one piece of clothing, and the workload of fifteen people customizing clothes, he can't do it alone.

"How can this be, we've been here for so long today, and we still can't get a piece of clothing?"

"Teacher Li, you see that I have something to do, I'll add some money, you can help me register the clothes first, and I'll come back next month to get it?"

Someone euphemistically proposed a price increase, but received a bunch of blank eyes from the guests on the spot.

There are more customers who have not customized their clothes, why should this person cut the line?

Does he have a lot of money? I just don't accept this tone.

At this time, I had a headache with the rules of Li Jun's shop, and I had to queue up to customize the clothes, and I had to wait for a month for customers, so I felt comfortable.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

No matter how aggrieved they are, at least a month later, they will still be able to get a dress that is enough to brag about friends and colleagues.

But so many people, one by one, lost time and accepted the harsh rules of the shop, but they still have to come to line up tomorrow, and they don't know if they can get the fifteen customized places.

As long as I think of this, today's guests who have customized their clothes want to laugh secretly.

"No, I also need to rest, fifteen pieces a day, which is already the limit, no matter how much more, you will have to wait for three months and not get a single piece of clothing!"

Li Jun shook his head, since the small wooden board has been hung out, even if it is another rule of this small shop.

After the crowd's protest was ineffective, there was only an obedient compromise, and the team dispersed, and some people wondered if it was a big deal to come early tomorrow!

"Mr. Li, when do you usually come to the store? When can I line up and can I come at dawn? ”

"I'll line up after I open the door, it's better to ......"

After solving the things in the store, Li Jun took his mother and Ni Jiao to eat next door, and several people chatted while eating!

"Li Jun, Linda contacted me today and wanted to sign a contract with me to become a full-time model in their company, and was willing to package me, but they really wanted to cooperate with you, let me communicate with you first......"

Ni Jiao's dream has always been to be a full-time model, even if she works in Jemisi's studio, it is to be a model for Jemisi.

I want to use Jamish's creativity and fame to find my own career.

It's just that I didn't expect to leave Jemisi's studio and follow Li Jun to participate in the Meimei New Clothes Show, but I gained more.

Linda's fame and her modeling agency, as long as you casually inquire in the industry, everyone knows about it, and this opportunity is too difficult for Ni Jiao.

And the important thing is that Linda's company admires Li Jun's works very much and hopes that the two will have some cooperation, which is naturally what Ni Jiao is happy to see.

"Oh, I prefer to open my own store, by the way, how does your studio work, you must have a lot of customers who make custom clothes, are those all made by Jamie Xilai?"

Li Jun remembered how Jamici's studio fulfilled the customer's order.

Relying on this small shop, if he wants to become the king of designers in the future, Li Jun has to think carefully about how to achieve long-term and benign development.

"How is that possible? Jemisi is just in charge of designing the drawings and expressing his creativity, and our designers have masters who specialize in pattern making and decades of sewing experience, and every one of those clothes is made by them......"

Ni Jiao grinned, almost all large studios in China are in this mode.

The soul of a piece of clothing is its design and creativity, and then after pattern making and cutting, it is handed over to those craftsmen to do, and for sewing, those craftsmen are the most proficient.

"Yes, yes, it can be ...... that way"

Li Jun's eyes lit up, the difference between custom-made clothes and ready-to-wear in some stores is that custom-made clothes, in terms of details and styles, are almost unique.

The difference between ready-to-wear is concerned, the cost is reduced for mass production, and it can be provided with a style of clothing, and the number is not used, so there is no such unique uniqueness.

Thinking about this, Li Jun already has an idea in his heart!

"In the afternoon, I want to apply for a patent, the symbol on the trademark is LJ, and then set the grade, metaphor ABCD level four, different symbols represent different grades, I can also ask some craftsmen, the clothes indicate A, and the clothes I made can be set as B, some top goods, can be set as D!"

For a while, Li Jun had a lot of ideas in his head, even if he wanted to become the king of designers, he had to have money first, so that his parents could live a comfortable life, and then he could have his own pursuits.

A small shop can also be made into a studio model, or slowly made into a company in the future, these can be.

"Hey, your idea is good, I believe you can definitely become bigger and stronger."

Ni Jiao almost slapped her hands with both hands, she only felt that Li Jun was worthy of being a designer, and her mind was fast!

"Xiaojun, mom supports you! You'll come with me somewhere in a minute, and I think somewhere will help you! ”

Today's impact on Song Yali is too great, and when she heard her son say this, as soon as she finished eating, she took her son to a place.

It was the oldest cloth street in Jiangcheng, and it was still very lively and prosperous twenty or thirty years ago, but now it is declining.

The streets were full of people playing chess and poker, but there were no customers.

In a very small cloth shop, there were the cries of children, the scolding of women, and the sound of throwing things, and the old residents around heard the sound and shook their heads.

"The daughter-in-law of the old Chen family is quarreling again......"

When Li Jun and his mother entered this store, they happened to encounter this scene.

A two- or three-year-old child was sitting on the ground crying, and a daughter-in-law in her twenties was scolding and wiping tears from her eyes.