The products launched by P family in recent years, whether it is bags or clothing, have been sluggish in growth, and have been ridiculed one after another. It seems to have become a vicious circle, turning a good century-old brand into a cabbage in the secondary market.
When Tang Yili visited the brand headquarters, the sad atmosphere was like a tomb of the living dead.
The person who received her was an old French man wearing red socks. He was dressed in a suit and had an oily haircut. He said that this year was his birth year, so he wore a pair of red socks to step on the villain.
Tang Yili smiled lightly and said nothing.
Later, someone introduced him as the creative director, and she gained more understanding and sympathy for the P family's current situation.
Stacks of documents piled up on the desk, and Tang Yili was overwhelmed.
The old man with red socks pulled out his pocket towel and wiped his hands, "My name is Fabien Merdinian, you can just call me Fabian. I showed the case you did for Youjia to my boss and he liked it very much, so he chose it.
You must be able to listen to advice, otherwise, take a look," he knocked on the glass wall of the conference room.
"Look at what's going on outside. People play games, people chat. They are very good at everything, but they don't know how to make clothes."
Fabian raised his orchid fingers and pushed up his thick glasses, "Okay, now that you're here, someone has done the work for the new season. I'm going to have a beauty sleep. Last night was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I went there with my friends.
After playing in Chinatown all night, I’m exhausted.”
Tang Yili: “…”
On the lunar days that she didn't even know about, the Frenchman was having a great time.
Tang Yili shook his head, smiled, and returned his attention to the table.
The top one is a draft of new spring and summer clothing. The first half of the spring clothing is marked as having been put into production, while the summer clothing is still in the discussion stage.
Generally speaking, spring and summer clothing are relatively similar in terms of fabric and thickness, so they are designed and produced together. But for some reason, only half of them are adopted here, and the other half is completely discarded.
What Tang Yili wanted to take over and redesign was the abandoned half.
She wanted to find someone to ask why it was abandoned in the first place, but Fabian disappeared in the blink of an eye. Tang Yili asked the secretary and several employees of the design office again, and they all shook their heads and said, "The decision was made by the boss, so only the boss
I can answer you, or you can ask Fabian."
But Fabian never showed up for the next day.
On my first day at work, I was confused and disoriented.
Tang Yili returned to her apartment from the company and found a package at the door. After checking, she found that it was sent from the United States across the ocean.
He took the packing box and weighed it. It was not heavy, but he couldn't guess what it was. Tang Yili took the things into the house. He didn't open them immediately, but simply made something to eat, and then took a shower.
When everything subsided, she squatted on the floor in the entrance hall, peeling off the packaging layer by layer, and finally revealed a dark green velvet box, 30cm
I saw a beautiful Barbie doll.
It should be of antique level. The doll's hair is styled like Monroe's, and she has a sexy little mole on her mouth. The focus is on her clothes, a black vertical striped suit, which wraps up her graceful figure.
's tight.
At first glance, it looks like the costumes in American movies of the 1930s.
Tang Yili had heard a little bit about this series of antique collections, and lovers were bidding for them. It was a rare thing in the fashion industry.
I don’t know how Xun Lang thought of giving this to herself, but seeing that this gift was right in her heart, Tang Yili accepted it without much struggle.
She played with the doll for a while, and then made a call to Xun Lang.
After a few blind calls, a man's voice came from the other end of the phone. I didn't know if he was a prophet, but he asked as soon as he came up: "Have you received the doll?"
Tang Yili was in a good mood, "How do you know."
"If you hadn't received it, I guess you would never have thought of calling me in a hundred years." The smile in his tone seemed to be a little aggrieved.
Tang Yili was determined not to spoil him, "How could it be possible? Ninety-nine years at most."
Xun Lang laughed softly, his voice full of magnetism: "Miss Tang's kindness is really fascinating."
As expected, being a dog licker is different. You can say all kinds of disgusting things.
Tang Yili expressed a little satisfaction and asked him why he thought of giving me this.
"I passed by an antique store and saw this doll that looked a bit like you, so I bought it," the reason was a bit casual, but Xun Lang did look out the window for a long time.
Barbie dolls follow the path of mature women, with well-shaped figures and sexy makeup and hair. They are far from the aesthetics of children, but the moment he saw them, Xun Lang thought of the feeling of hugging Tang Yili.
Moving towards a painting style that is not suitable for children, it is not suitable to tell Tang Yili now. Xun Lang turned to ask Tang Yili what he was doing.
"I've been reading materials at P's house for a day, and I'm going to sleep now... Oh, by the way, what time is it over there now?"
She remembered the time difference. It was only early six o'clock in Beijing City at the moment.
"I'm making a call right now, so I won't delay your rest."
"It's okay. I always get up early. Now that I'm up, I can go to the gym to exercise."
Tang Yili's mind suddenly flashed through some pictures of hidden and visible muscles...abs, back muscles, deltoid muscles...
"Then go ahead, I'm going to sleep."
She spoke decisively and neatly. After hearing Xun Lang's reply, she immediately cut off the call, then lifted the quilt and got in. She lay down straight, closed her eyes and stayed quiet for a moment, only to realize that the pale white light above her head was still on.
She rushed down to the ground barefoot, went to the door and turned off the light.
The bedroom was in darkness, so when the screen of the mobile phone on the bedside lit up, it was like opening a moonlight treasure box, shining brightly into the sky.
Tang Yili picked up the phone and found a message from Xun Lang.
Not knowing his purpose, Tang Yili clicked it to check, and then took a breath of air.
This dog man!
He he he!
He actually sent a photo - the person in the photo was holding a mobile phone with one hand and lifting up the hem of his shirt with the other hand, exposing all the way to his breasts. In addition to the chocolate waist and abdomen arranged in blocks, there was also a half arc under the chest muscles.
.
What does this man want to do?! What does it mean to flirt with her before she goes to bed?!
Provocative?
I won’t challenge you and I won’t send you my bedtime photo!
Resisting the anger that blocked him, Tang Yili stuffed the phone under the pillow and lay back on the bed again.
The silence and darkness of the bedroom fell at the same time.
But after a while, there was a small hand restlessly on the bed, slowly reaching under the pillow. The moment it touched the mobile phone, it suddenly stopped.
Because its owner is angrily scolding it: "Can you give me some credit?"
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