Put the tools back, return the keys, and stuff the notebook into your bag.

By the time Deputy Factory Director Zhang finished all the work and returned home, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening.

Naturally, my wife was nagging.

But Deputy Director Zhang didn't have the heart to deal with her nagging.

After a hasty meal, he sat on the sofa with his notebook and opened it.

There are indeed a variety of pants blueprints inside.

Based on the experience of Deputy Director Zhang, it can be seen that the drawing level of these drawings is very high.

It is a little higher than the level of almost all fashion designers in the factory.

"This kid really has two brushes...... It seems that Lao Bai has worked this kid. Deputy Director Zhang snorted.

"Who do you say? Old white? Isn't the old white of your factory retired? His wife came over with a cup of tea and placed it in front of him.

"Nothing." Deputy Director Zhang casually closed the notebook, threw it on the coffee table, picked up a newspaper and looked at it.

The wife turned on the TV and chattered in his ear while watching TV.

"I saw that I was at home, and I connected a pot lid to the TV outside, and it is said that I can receive seventy or eighty stations, Lao Zhang, do you want our family to ......?"

"Also, Lao Li's family next door bought a computer, you said he bought a computer, why is it a mouse and a cat? I wanted to buy one at first, but when I heard him say that it would cost me dozens of dollars more a month for phone bills, I thought about it and forget it......"

"Lao Zhang, it is said that ......"

Deputy Director Zhang was upset when he heard this, so he dealt with a few words casually, grabbed the newspaper and went back to the bedroom.

My wife watched TV for a while, and noticed the book that Deputy Director Zhang threw on the coffee table, she opened it and took a look, and found that it was full of clothing patterns, so she didn't think much about it, let the book continue to stay on the coffee table, and went back to the house to sleep.

……

The next day, in the factory.

Early in the morning, Bai Zhan opened the office door.

After entering the room, he didn't notice anything unusual, sat at the desk, and when he stretched out his hand, he found that the notebook was missing.

"Strange, where's the book?"

Bai Zhan muttered, and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets, but he didn't see his notebook.

After a careful look at the office, I didn't find anything unusual - his office, because of the usual design and drawing reasons, things are a little messy.

So, it's inevitable that there will be times when something can't be found.

So Bai Zhan didn't think much about it, thinking that he had put it in his hands.

So he looked around again.

Now, he found that the book was indeed gone.

"I forgot in the workshop?" Bai Zhan grunted and walked towards the workshop.

After entering the workshop, the girls had already started work - their task today was to design the first version of the sample pants based on the previous plate making sample.

From the blueprint to the finished product, it is a complex process: it is usually necessary to make several proofs – a process called "pre-production samples".

Fashion designers should do the fine-tuning of the style according to the "pre-sample", as well as the fine-tuning of the layout, as well as the "pushing".

The fine-tuning of the style and layout is related to the number of materials, a good designer, after designing the style, must adjust the typesetting, the better the typesetting adjustment, the more fabric can be left in the future - when the output is thousands, maybe the layout to optimize a centimeter of fabric, in the future will be thousands of money.

The meaning of the push plate is to push out other different sizes according to the basic version.

Between different sizes, it's not a matter of roughly zooming in and out, but a lot of work that needs to be specifically adjusted, otherwise there will be a ridiculous joke of "medium size is just right, plus size is ugly".

Bai Zhan walked into the workshop and beckoned to Li Duoduo: "Li Duoduo, have you seen my book for drawing design drawings?" ”

"That's obviously my notebook......" Li Duoduo glanced at him, muttered a little aggrieved, and then shook his head, "I didn't see it, where did you put it?" ”

"I can't find it......," Bai Zhan shook his head, "You help me call a few team leaders together and ask everyone." ”

Li Duoduo did so.

After a while, the team leaders all gathered together.

Bai Zhan asked, "Have you all seen the book I used to draw design drawings?" ”

The girls all nodded.

Bai Zhan asked again: "Has anyone seen that book?" I came to the factory early this morning and found that I couldn't find the notebook. ”

The girls all shook their heads this time.

Bai Zhan said to everyone: "Everyone go back to their respective teams and ask the girls in their respective teams." ”

The girls took action, but soon, they came back with bad news: no one had seen Bai Zhan's book.

"Then ask the sixteenth workshop." Bai Zhan scratched his head a little distressedly.

The probability of the book in the sixteenth workshop can be said to be very low: because of the first wave of trial production samples, the sixteenth workshop did not participate - the sample does not need to go all out to produce, so the seventeenth workshop is enough to do it yourself.

Now, Bai Zhan asked people to go to the sixteenth workshop to ask, but it was just a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

In the meantime, he called the design office again, and the people in the design room also said that they hadn't seen the book.

"Director Bai, when you came here before, you were holding a photocopied manuscript—the manuscript is still with me." The young draftsman in charge of drawing the design for Bai Zhan said.

His tone was earnest: "Director Bai, when will you continue to draw?" I have a lot of operational questions for you......"

"I've got something to do here, I'll go when I'm done." Bai Zhan said casually.

Hanging up the phone, Li Duoduo and another girl came back from the 16th workshop.

"Director Bai, Xiaoyue has asked all the sisters in the sixteenth workshop, and no one has seen your notebook." Li Duoduo said.

When she said this, several team leaders gathered around Bai Zhan.

Hearing Li Duoduo's words, Bai Zhan rubbed his eyebrows.

Although there is no final product in it, it is troublesome to lose it......

"It's strange, I used that book to ...... before I got off work yesterday," Bai Zhan muttered to himself.

The girls looked at each other.

Suddenly, a few girls all looked at Li Duoduo.

Li Duoduo was stunned: "You ...... Why do you think of me like that? ”

"Sister Duoduo, that book is yours." A bold girl spoke.

"Yes, it's mine, but I'm just nagging, and I can't ask Director Bai for a notebook!" Li Duoduo's voice was a little anxious.

"Li Duoduo, you wanted to force Director Bai to hand over the brand two days ago...... Now Director Bai's notebook is lost......" Wei Bujing looked at Li Duoduo with a cold face.

"Bu Jing, you, I, you've known me for so long, am I such a person?"

Liu Dongmei also spoke: "Deputy Director Li, among the sisters, except for Director Bai himself, you are the only one who has the key to Director Bai's office." You didn't like Director Bai before, and you wanted to force him to return the brand to the factory...... Now that Director Bai's book is gone, you said you didn't take it, and the sisters don't believe it. ”

Li Duoduo's eyes were red.

Her body trembled violently, and her chest fluttered.

Her voice choked and hoarse, and she shouted at the people, "You want me to prove it, don't you?" Okay, then I'm dying here, you can prove it! ”