In the few days after Xun Lang left, Tang Yili felt as if he was seriously ill. There was no taste in his mouth when he ate, and he would wake up until midnight when he slept.
At that time, looking at the ceiling soaked by the moonlight, I would always hear the clanking sound of the passing night bus on the road along the street, and even the splash of water could be heard clearly.
Tang Yili tossed and turned for a long time before she fell asleep. During this period, she would look through Xun Shao'ang's photos and short videos, watching the babbling baby and the noisy background sounds, and then she felt that her life was truly far away from the past.
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After spending a weekend in the apartment in such a hazy state, a new week has begun again, busy and busy. There is no other word that can sum it up except busy.
She went to class all day on Monday. On Tuesday, the management of the Red Building told her that the air-conditioning system in the whole building needed to be repaired and that the room needed to be occupied. After class, she hurried back and was told that her room was the only one missing. She was complained to by the black uncle.
, Tang Yili apologized profusely.
On Wednesday, she has to participate in group assignments in the brand marketing class.
There are many such assignments in overseas teaching. It is not impossible for one person to complete a project, but it requires several people to form a group and then select someone to be the leader. Some people take advantage of it, while others refuse to accept it, causing the small group to fall apart.
It is claimed to exercise collaboration skills.
Tang Yili is born with social anxiety and has never behaved like this, but he is also very well-behaved. He does whatever work he is assigned to. He does a lot of work, but he is also magically like a little transparent. To the end of the teamwork, the members must be mutually exclusive.
Score.
She only got a middling score.
The team leader and the fisherman both believed that the other had not contributed to the team, so they gave each other low marks. The two almost came to blows. On a chaotic day, Tang Yili hugged the drawing board and left before finishing the farce.
Thursday was the internship day for their class, and their destination was a studio in the entrepreneurial industrial district of Paris.
Its manager has gradually become famous in the past two years. He takes the route of both environmental protection and fashion, specializing in the production of polar fleece clothing.
Polar fleece is known as the poor man's mink.
From Tangfeng to Tangyili, operators who have always pursued quality and elegance are really disdainful of this kind of purely artificial fabrics.
Tang Yili was at the back of the visiting team and looked at it very seriously.
Mainly because it refreshes the outlook on life. Because their polar fleece fabrics are all made of recycled fibers.
What is regenerated fiber?
It is to re-make used plastic bottles into fabric after collecting, sorting, cleaning, crushing, bleaching and other processes.
Because the technology is mature and the production line is cheap, the cost of recycled polar fleece fabrics is far lower than that of the same type of polar fleece, and much lower than pure cotton, woolen and other natural fabrics.
No, the cost will come down immediately.
It can also make a splash for the environment.
Tang Yili took some pictures with her mobile phone and wrote them down in her notepad. She was going to sort out what she had seen and heard today. Maybe they could be used when she returns to Fengtang in the future.
She lowered her head and typed on her phone, unaware that there was someone standing next to her. When she looked up again, she was startled.
The other person is a man with blond hair and a tall Nordic figure. He is about thirty-six or seventeen years old, and his smile is very artistic.
"I found you to be the most serious visitor." He grinned his white teeth. "I am John Parson."
Tang Yi smiled back at him: "I am Tang."
Then she remembered that the founder of this studio was none other than John Parson. Five meters behind him, his black art photos were hanging on the wall.
The same charming smile.
Parson asked Tang Yili enthusiastically, "You take it so seriously. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
As soon as he entered the studio, Tang Yili's questions arose.
"I found that Mr. Parson's studio doesn't seem to make other products except polar fleece."
Parson shrugged matter-of-factly: "Otherwise, what else should we do? We're already too busy just making fleece jackets."
Tang Yili showed a little surprise.
You know, in the fashion industry, the advantages are always fast updates and multiple styles. How can someone only make one kind, at least polar fleece products, which cannot be worn in summer?
Parson seemed to have guessed Tang Yili's question, or in other words, when he chose to do this, he met many people who asked the same question.
"The world market is huge, Miss Tang. When it is winter in the northern hemisphere, we sell the northern hemisphere. When the northern hemisphere cannot sell, we sell the southern hemisphere."
"We can sell two more seasons than down jacket brands."
There was a bit of humor in his words, and both of them smiled happily.
Real entrepreneurs actually found their way to where they are today after a long period of exploration and hard decisions. Parson's success is not as easy as it seems, but in European and American culture, everyone appreciates hard work.
There are not so many plots of bitterness and hatred.
Most of what we do is done out of love.
Parson made an inviting gesture and took Tang Yili in the opposite direction to the tour route, through the brand exhibition hall, and took her to his office.
It's not so much an office as it is another small exhibition hall. The display inside is different from the outside, almost all of which are failed products.
There was no glass cover here, and the defective products were just spread out on the big table. With Parson's permission, Tang Yili reached out and touched them one by one.
The thumb and forefinger just pinched it gently, and the fabric seemed to have passed through a scanner. Tang Yili showed his determination, which made Parson secretly appreciate it.
"It seems that Miss Tang is very knowledgeable about fabrics. Why don't you talk about the problems here."
This is more like an inspection.
Tang Yili pondered for a moment, holding up a pure red polar fleece vest, "The softness of this one is very different from the products on the market. It feels astringent and not soft enough. Most of the products here have this problem.
question."
Parson nodded, with a serious expression of agreement.
"No matter how advanced the recycling process is, it is very easy to condense and not as soft as new materials. This is our technical difficulty."
Tang Yili: "So, the way you overcome the difficulty is to increase the weight of the product, right?"
Parker was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression of incredible surprise.
This expression says it all.
They had worked hard to develop a new product for a year and a half, and Tang Yili guessed the key after touching it twice. Parson did not dare to think about the consequences if the person in front of him was a competitor...
"Oh...I really regret bringing you in..."
Parker looked annoyed and held his head, which made Tang Yili chuckle.
"Mr. Parker, I will keep it a secret." She smiled politely but promised very seriously.