Jian Yuelan was speechless, "This is not the same thing at all."
"Talk about it."
Yuan Wei looked like he was asking questions seriously.
Jian Yuelan couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "The masters in your factory are paid, but I'm not an employee in your factory."
She has nothing but nothing.
Unlike later generations in the 1970s when there was little awareness of patents and copyrights, workers could take the path of basic salary plus commission.
It's all a buyout.
"In short, your price is definitely not good."
Yuan Wei thought for a moment, "How many do you want?"
"This number."
Jian Yuelan stretched out her hand and shook it. Yuan Wei swallowed, "Fifty?"
No matter what good thing you want to do, fifty ghosts will not do it.
A polyester cardigan top costs 25 yuan plus a special textile roll, and the price without tickets is even more expensive.
She would be crazy to come up with a design for fifty years.
"7 times."
"???"
Yuan Wei was stunned, his eyes widened and he said in disbelief, "Do you know how much a regular worker's position costs now?"
"Know."
But what does this have to do with her? She has no intention of entering the factory.
"The value created by a position is limited, and mine is different."
She said confidently, "The value created by my clothing is definitely higher than that of a formal worker, and it will drive all aspects."
As she spoke, she told some details about the inside story of the garment factory.
Each item stuck on Yuan Wei's point, which made him sweat on his forehead. When she finished speaking, he hesitated and asked, "Does anyone in your family work in a garment factory?"
"There are classmates in the clothing factory."
Yuan Wei suddenly realized, no wonder he knew so clearly.
"This price is definitely not good, it's too high."
"Then there's no need to talk."
Anyway, she doesn't sell at low prices, so she can't wait until the reform and opening up to open her own shop.
"You should think about it again."
"Not consider."
She was resolute. Yuan Wei looked at Ye Linxing and the others for help, but no one paid him any attention.
The old man smiled and said, "You are very optimistic about Xiao Jian's pictures."
"Look good."
Yuan Wei did not hesitate and was not generally optimistic.
His intuition told him that once their factory produces clothes according to the pictures drawn by Jian Yuelan, Ancheng Garment Factory will become famous very quickly.
This is an era that lacks beauty. Clothes are monotonous in style and color. Most people dress randomly.
But the style drawn by Jian Yuelan was different. She indicated the fabrics needed for the clothing, detailed dimensions, and pictures of the entire set.
As long as such a style is made, not only will it look good and elegant, it will look comfortable and can be worn for many years.
"Stupid, you can't make the decision and go talk to your factory director. It's really not worth it to hang out with Xiao Jian here."
The old man helped him give him an idea, "She is very determined. Either we pay according to her price, or we don't negotiate. If you are optimistic about it, then you can only go and fight with your leader."
Yuan Wei thinks it makes sense.
"Can you go back tomorrow?"
Jian Yuelan looked at Ye Linxing, and he smiled and said, "If we don't go back, we will stay with our grandparents for two days."
"Then I'll come back tomorrow."
Yuan Wei felt relieved, as long as he didn't leave, there was still hope for everything.
Don't worry, he can think about how to persuade the factory director and seek the best interests for the factory.
"Waiting for good news."
After sending Yuan Wei away, the old man couldn't wait to ask her, "How much will the Yuan family boy pay?"
Jian Yuelan raised a finger and said, "A big picture of unity."
Ye Linxing was so angry that he said, "Why doesn't he just give up?"
A picture of great unity, who are you looking down on?
"It's hard to talk about it. At least he gave me a big unity card."
Jian Yuelan was not angry, she was still in the mood to joke, "I don't think Yuan Wei should be in the production workshop, he should go to the sales department."
The old man couldn't explain what he said, "Xiao Yuan is not so wicked. I guess it was his factory director's idea."
No matter whose idea it is, unity will definitely not work.
This is insulting. She would rather not earn the ten yuan than sell it cheaply.
"We'll know the result tomorrow."
So, this topic comes to an end.
The next afternoon, Yuan Yuan came sweating profusely. He did not come alone, but with the factory director.
The factory director's name is Lu Guowei. He is in his early 50s. He looks majestic and does not look like a factory director. Instead, he looks like a general who can carry a gun and go to the battlefield at any time.
She has a strong aura but is still unsmiling, and her face is as paralyzed as Ye Linxing's in front of other women.
Factory Director Lu is a military veteran, and may have developed habits from his many years of military service, so his style of conduct is quite neat.
After introducing myself and saying hello to the old man and others, he went straight to the topic and started chatting with Jian Yuelan.
The topics we talked about were all related to the clothing industry, from fabrics to styles.
Then, he agreed to Jian Yuelan's price, but there was a condition.
"You have to help design a suit of clothing that can show the spirit of government personnel."
Jian Yuelan hesitated for two seconds, "Work clothes?"
"Two trade meetings."
His words were concise and concise, and Jian Yuelan understood them instantly.
The so-called China Import and Export Fair is the China Import and Export Fair.
It is held in Anseong twice a year.
It is held in April and May in spring and October and November in autumn.
Calculating the time, there are only a few months until the spring launch.
"Can."
She nodded, "I can draw it on the spot."
Director Lu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Come on, Comrade Jian is an all-rounder."
She can design, draw, and make things, but there's nothing else she doesn't know how to do.
He couldn't help but ask, "Can you weave and dye cloth?"
"Won't."
The corner of Jian Yuelan's mouth twitched. What gave Director Lu the illusion that she knew this? It was outrageous.
Worried that he would never come back on a ridiculous road, Jian Yuelan just took a pen and paper and started working.
While she was talking about the design concept, she was sketching the size of the icon and the requirements for the fabric.
I have to answer questions from Factory Director Lu and Yuan Wei from time to time.
Ye Linxing and the others said nothing, standing aside and watching the three people's discussion.
When the design drawing came out, Jian Yuelan looked at Factory Director Lu, "Will this work?"
"OK."
Director Lu was so satisfied that he couldn't help but gave a thumbs up and praised, "Comrade Jian Yuelan, you are so awesome. These clothes are so beautiful and elegant that I want to wear one."
Jian Yuelan smiled slightly, "It's not worth mentioning, as long as the factory director is satisfied."
Hearing this, Director Lu couldn't help but think of several other styles, and then he urged Jian Yuelan to draw the five agreed-upon styles of clothing.
The five models this time include two men's clothing and three women's clothing.
All are classic styles.
Among the five types of clothing, only one women's clothing is a skirt, and the rest are all trousers.
The skirt is a long skirt with nine-quarter sleeves, and the hem length is about the same as Bragi.
After finishing the drawing, she handed the design to Director Lu. He was a knowledgeable person and kept asking questions as soon as he saw the design, all about the key points.
The old and the young asked and answered questions, and Director Lu, who got a satisfactory answer, praised her on the spot, "Your skills in assessing situations are world-class."
Jian Yuelan laughed and said, "I will take it as your compliment."
Fu's ability to assess the situation is all forced. If the environment were more open, she would not be so conservative and could be more self-cultivated.
Factory Director Lu laughed heartily, "I was just complimenting you. Do you want to come to work in the garment factory? You will be paid according to the highest level of treatment."
This is a proper back door, someone else would have happily accepted it.
However, Jian Yuelan was not interested.
She had never worked seriously in her previous life. She would rather stay at home and embroider than go to work at a fixed time. She had no interest in joining a factory.
"Thank you, but I'm not suitable."
She didn't say what was inappropriate, and Director Lu, who heard her refusal, didn't ask what was inappropriate. Instead, Ma Liu paid the money and completed the handover with her.
When sending them off, Jian Yuelan reminded, "Director Lu, if the Ancheng Garment Factory wants to gain a reputation and let its clothes enter the capital, Mingzhu and other places, the initial confidentiality work must be done well."
Director Lu hummed and said seriously, "I understand."
He is an ambitious man and wants to make Anseong Garment Factory the leader in the national garment industry, but this road is very difficult.
Just because the technical content of this clothing industry is too low, it is too easy to imitate, and good models are too rare.
Thinking of this, he told Jian Yuelan, "If you still have a good design next time, you can come to me."
"good."
Jian Yuelan said she was being nice, but in her heart she made up her mind not to make any further payments in a short period of time.
Let’s wait until these seven clothes become popular.