Ruan Su went straight to the show. She didn't go anywhere. After getting off the car, she went directly to the backstage where the x brand show was located.
There was a chaos in the backstage, with models everywhere running around anxiously, and some staff members shouting loudly, "Everyone, please be patient, we will find a solution."
"Isn't it broken? Designer x will be here soon."
"Have you told Mr. Shang?"
"Hurry! We can't hold it back."
Ruan Su frowned, what happened?
She pushed through the chaotic crowd and squeezed inside.
I saw a large pile of tattered clothes piled in the middle surrounded by many people, almost none of which was intact.
These clothes are all new products of brand x this season, and are runway styles.
Now that everything has been destroyed, how can we show off?
I'm afraid this show won't be possible.
Almost everyone has a gloomy look on their face.
Are the security measures at the show so bad?
This happened.
After all, the clothes of their brand are worth a lot of money in total, and each piece is the hard work of the designers.
Ruan Su frowned, with a cold look on her face, "Don't you have spare sample clothes? What? Didn't you bring them over this time?"
Their brand prepares two sample clothes for every catwalk show, just in case.
“Designer
We have most of the styles of clothes, but there are a few pieces that we don’t have spare samples of... Why don’t these pieces... go away?"
Ruan Su glanced at the operations director expressionlessly, "The time for the catwalk is fixed and arranged. If you don't go, the time will be shortened. What will happen then?"
"Then... Designer
Ruan Su's eyes fell on the pile of tattered-looking clothes on the ground. These were originally ironed pieces of the latest clothes, but now they have become rags. Whether it is economic losses or current
The losses to this show are immeasurable.
She narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, with a faint gleam in her eyes, "Bring over the piece of clothing that doesn't have a spare sample, and show off as usual! Have all the spare sample clothes been ironed?"
"It's been ironed and it won't hinder the show." A staff member quickly replied.
"Okay." Ruan Su nodded and arranged for other staff to find needles and threads and some scissors and other tools.
The operations director came over with a sad expression, holding six pieces of damaged sample clothes, "These are the ones, there are no spares."
Ruan Su motioned him to put the clothes on the workbench, and then she held the needle and began to repair the work seriously.
The operations director looked at her in shock, "Designer
"I'm making a second creation based on the previous ones. You just need to prepare for this show." Ruan Su's voice was light, but there was a trace of calmness that was irrefutable.
Those models are all models who have cooperated with brand x for a long time. Now they all looked at Ruan Su in shock, "Oh my God! Designer x wants to create on the spot? Is it true?"
"I think it's too late for her to put on these few clothes, right?" A model looked worriedly at Ruan Su's slender, white hands, "Her hands don't look like those for holding needles and threads... She knows how to
Do you want to make clothes?”
“There is a difference between drawing a design draft and actually threading the needle!”
"Yeah!"
"Oh, stop talking and just wait and see what happens."
Those who were trying on clothes, those who were putting on makeup, and everyone backstage began to continue their busy work in an orderly manner.
Models were soon wearing the first clothes to hit the catwalk.
"The show will officially start in ten minutes, everyone is lining up to get ready!"
"yes!"
Suddenly the atmosphere became tense.
When the music started playing, the first model to walk out of the show walked out, followed by the second, then the third...
At this time, Ruan Su was still repairing the clothes at the workbench.
The start of the catwalk didn't seem to affect her at all.
Unconsciously, a layer of fine beads of sweat had already formed on the tip of her nose.
She stared at the clothes in her hands and made various modifications.
Finally, one or two items were transformed...
The models had already walked around and came back, starting to change into the next set of clothes.
The sound of music kept coming from the front, and the operations manager would cast his eyes on Ruan Su from time to time. Whenever she redesigned a piece of clothing, a staff member would immediately take it away for ironing, and then put it back on.
Dry your clothes to keep them in their best condition.
And inside the show at this time.
Ling Qingran wore a mask on her face and sat in the back row. She did not dare to sit in the front row.
She stared at the stage. When the music started playing, she was thinking to herself, "Let's see what you do! All your clothes have been destroyed. Let's see what you do."
However, what she didn't expect was that the models walked out wearing intact clothes.
She looked shocked and surprised.
How can it be?
Didn't dad say that he would find someone to destroy all their clothes?
Did they bring spares?
So what if you bring spare ones? It’s impossible to have all the clothes!
Thinking of this, Ling Qingran's face under the mask became even more ferocious.
She didn't dare sit in the front row or let others recognize her.
So she wore a mask just to witness the embarrassing end of Ruan Su's brand.
She waited and waited, waited and waited!
I almost felt a little dazed waiting.
No! Impossible!
Didn't I hear that there were 89 pieces of clothing in this show? Then she would wait slowly.
Ling Qingran couldn't help but smile evilly when she thought of this.
She calmed down and continued to wait quietly. When she saw that she didn't have enough clothes, Ruan Su, what could you use to make up for it?
snort!
However, she waited and waited until the show was about to come to an end.
The dress was still intact and was worn on the model and was shown on the catwalk.
And these last few clothes are particularly beautiful, novel, and elegant.
Ling Qingran also liked x brand clothes in the past and bought many pieces.
But now I know it was designed by Ruan Su. She threw away all those clothes at home last night.
Not only did she find it strange, several guests also started talking strangely.
"There are some differences between these last six items and the previously released online pictures! Have they made new modifications and designs based on the pictures? They look better than the previous ones. I like them. I want to order them!"
"It's true! Super beautiful! Super fairy!"
“It’s really fashionable and novel, and it makes my eyes shine.”
Ling Qingran was in shock until designer x came out and took the bow with all the models.
How can it be?
how so?
Even though all the clothes were no longer available, why was Ruan Su still able to complete this show and receive rave reviews!
She was so angry that she almost didn't tear off her mask and yell at Ruan Su, but she held back.
She took a deep breath and quietly walked toward the exit.
There must be something wrong somewhere. Dad couldn't lie, so... what happened?
The more she thought about it, the less she understood.
However, the six pieces of clothing that Ruan Su created for the second time immediately became hot searches.
"What kind of fairy clothes is this? It's completely based on my aesthetic taste."
"Yes, yes! It's so beautiful."
"I want to buy it now, when it will be available."
Netizens are discussing it like crazy.
At this time, Ruan Su was discussing with the operations director how to solve the problem next.
"The patterns of the previous six pieces of clothing have all been patterned, and the factory has placed orders for production. It is estimated that at least a few hundred pieces will be mass-produced. What should I do?" The operations director was about to collapse. "What if we can't sell it by then?
manage?"
The six new styles that Ruan Su has shown off at the big show will definitely sell very well.
What about the old version? Will it become overstock?
Ruan Su raised his eyebrows, "They are all sold as limited editions. In other words, they are out-of-print versions."
"Out-of-print version?" The operations director was stunned, "Is this okay?"
Ruan Su smiled, "Why not? You still don't know the influence of brand
Two words will usually...sell very well."
This is also a marketing tool, isn't it?
*
presidential palace.
Inside the small western-style building where Bo Xingzhi lived.
While he was handling official business, the President, dressed in home clothes, went directly to Bo Xingzhi's study, pushed open the door and entered.
"Are you ready to attend a meeting with me tomorrow?"
Bo Xingzhi raised his dark eyes and glanced at him. The president said a few days ago that he had an important meeting.
But he didn't feel how important that meeting was at all.
"Yeah." He responded lightly.
The president looked at him with satisfaction, "You are my successor. Don't worry, everything I have will be yours in the future. As long as you are willing to obey me."
Bo Xingzhi didn't bother to go around so much with him and continued to look down at the documents.
The president made a fuss over himself and turned away without getting angry.
Watching him leave, Bo Xingzhi's eyes fell on the tablet computer beside him, on which the latest news had just popped up.
"X brand's big show is a blast! The new style makes all the celebrities go crazy!"
That's Xiaosu's brand...
He couldn't help but click on the news and saw pictures of models with aloof temperament wearing brand x's new clothes on the catwalk.
There is also a picture of the designer coming out to take his final call at the end.
Looking at that slender and graceful figure, he couldn't help but stretch out his palm and gently stroke the incredibly beautiful face in the photo...
"Xiao Su..."
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