The old lady touched Du Juan's head and looked at Lao Du and Yu Yan, "I'm used to living there. I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to a different environment. When people get older, they don't like to cause trouble to others. Even if you say I stay,
.We may not be able to eat together, and our living habits are also different. You are all busy. This Silk Flower Club is about to open again, and its medicinal food shop is also starting to be prepared. By then, everyone will leave, and I will be left alone.
I’m really bored, so I might as well go back and chat with the old men and women in the courtyard to relieve my boredom.”
Yu Yan nodded, "Mom is right, we will just follow you. If you are fine in the hospital, please come back often and I will pick you up then."
"Okay, okay." The old lady responded, "Juan'er, will the Silk Flower Club reopen tomorrow morning? I just entered the alley and heard a few aunts discussing this matter. Our family really needs to talk about it.
.”
"No, we're all watching." Yu Yan said, "Whatever we have to do is done."
Staring at the lights on the ceiling, they are so bright and dazzling that Du Juan can't sleep tonight. Jinghuafang will reopen again tomorrow, and no one knows what will happen next. Jinghuafang Silk Art Interest Class has re-enrolled students, and the scene is quite...
It's not popular. Although Du Juan posted enrollment advertisements all over the alley a few days ago, the number of people who came to see the excitement was still much less than the actual number of people who signed up.
This morning, the Jinghuafang silk art interest training class reopened. Apart from a simple roll-up banner set up outside the door of Jinghuafang, there was nothing else. From time to time, three or two people would come in and out, and Du Juan did not have such a scene.
Come to think of it, Du Juan was alone in the studio communicating with the students who came to sign up, but there were still some people who didn't know much about the Silk Man at all.
"If I sign up, what will be taught here? Embroidery or knitting?" a fashionably dressed girl asked Du Juan.
Du Juan looked at her. She was dressed in hip-hop fashion and looked a bit unruly. Du Juan already had the answer in her heart. This person in front of her was another person who didn't know much about silk art. She got up and took a girl in a dress from the cupboard.
The silk man in red handed it to her, "This is the formed silk man. If you take the silk man hobby class, there are embroidery, knitting, and tailoring. It is the most basic thing for making silk men. You need to be calm and focused to do it.
That’s fine, you still have to have a steady mentality.”
"This is just a rag doll? What does learning this have to do with your mentality? Are you saying that my mentality is not suitable for this?" The girl didn't shy away from it, "It's okay, I just came over to take a look and learn if it suits me. No.
I won’t study if it suits me, I just come here to relieve stress and kill time.”
"One stitch at a time, if it is to relieve stress, it may not be easy."
"Forget it!" The girl got up and left.
Du Juan stood up and said goodbye, "Please go slowly. If you are interested, you can come and see us later."
The two tailoring masters who enrolled with her couldn't stand it, "Now it's like this? I remember when Lao Ji was doing interest classes, not to mention how many people ended up studying, all the people who signed up were lined up.
Where is the team?"
"Juan'er, is your method wrong?"
Du Juan naturally didn't know the reason. It had been five years since the last time her mother held a silk flower class. In the past five years, everyone's thoughts have been changing. There is really no understanding of some traditional intangible cultural heritage things.
Feeling it?
Wen Xin was wandering outside Jinghuafang, saw Du Juan through the window, and waved to her.
"I'm going out to take a breath."
The two masters didn't say anything, but the expressions on their faces were full of doubts about Du Juan.
Wen Xin carefully looked at the enrollment information on the roll-up banner and looked around.
"Why are you here?"
Wen Xin saw Du Juan come out, and saw her with a lawsuit on her forehead, "Isn't the interest class reopening today? I thought I would come over early to help or something, but... I am already done with my work."
Du Juan shook her head, "No way, it's been two hours and there's no one here."
"You wouldn't just set up a roll-up like this, would you?" Wen Xin pointed at the roll-up in front of her that could be blown over at any time, "This method definitely won't work."
Du Juan is also anxious. Now these are completely different from the plans she proposed before, "I know that this method must be the simplest. I originally thought of using short videos, live broadcasts or online methods to promote this interest class.
But only now do I realize that these things are too difficult to implement, and I don’t understand them at all.”
"Oh, you asked me, I..." Wen Xin has a background in this field, but she quickly took it back when she was about to say it, "If only I had come to Beijing a few days earlier, I could plan it for you from scratch.
Planning, now that the business is open, the marketing strategy will definitely need to be changed.”
Wen Xin looked into the room and saw that there were only a few people inside, each busy with their own business, "Why are there only so few people?"
"A group of people left before, and a group of part-time workers left."
"Part-time job?" Wen Xin asked, "How can this be possible? If your studio wants to develop, you will eventually have to switch to full-time jobs. The mobility of part-time jobs is too great, which may not be a good thing for current start-up studios.
"
Du Juan nodded, "I know. In fact, many part-time masters have been with Jinghuafang for several years. They used to be my mother. Even after the interest class was disbanded, they have always been in contact and come to the studio from time to time.
Turn around, but as soon as I come, they leave. Wen Xin, you are my best sister, can you tell me if they can't trust me? "
"How do you say this?" Wen Xin, who has always seen things very clearly, also told the truth, "If you think so, there is part of the reason. This is just like the senior executives of my father's company who resigned.
, then everyone under you will leave, because they will be familiar with the old leader. It is the same as your current situation, no one knows how you will operate Jinghuafang after taking over, and it may be an unknown in everyone's mind, many
It's normal for people to wait and see, and many people want to leave. It was the same when I first joined my dad's company. Everyone wore tinted glasses, so you don't need to take it too seriously."
"My parents have said before that taking silk figurine interest classes is either to kill time or to do something new. You shouldn't care too much about these things."
"Yes, look at those interest classes in big shopping malls, none of them are like this. But intangible cultural inheritance is still different from those interest classes. With the word inheritance in it, it is definitely not a simple matter. Come and sign up.
The purpose is different. Intangible cultural inheritance cannot be too forced, everything must develop naturally. Juan'er, don't get too angry, I will help you think of a way."
"It doesn't matter. You go about your business first. I'm not in a hurry. By the way, have you found the company?"
Wen Xin was confused and didn't know what to say, "Even if I found it, it doesn't count. Alas, my dad also has a company in Beijing, but the scale is very small. My dad asked me to go here to exercise first, and then make plans. I think
It’s not easy to find a job now, so I might as well ride the donkey and find a horse first, since sooner or later I will be independent.”
"You have been arranged by uncle again." Du Juan said with a smile.
"Yes." Wen Xin said, "Actually, how should I put it? My dad usually likes to make decisions. He arranges things. Some are successful and some are not. I really don't know what to say. This company in Beijing was the first company before my father.
I just started a company and later moved to Nanjing. This company didn’t have much business. I wanted to give it a try and see if I could do something. Don’t worry, Juan’er, your business is my business, and I will also handle Jinghuafang’s business.
Research and see if there are any solutions."
"Don't worry too much."
"Don't be polite to me. By the way, why haven't you seen Aunt Ji today?"
"She went out early in the morning. Counting today, it has been three days. A few days ago, my mother said that she would find some old connections to help Jinghuafang. In fact, she is the most difficult."