Section 70 The New Life of Female Naturalized Citizens (3)
Many years later, He Xiaoyue still cannot forget the moment when she stood on the display stand wearing the clothes she designed.
She didn't quite remember what the two elders asked her. She only remembered that the window was half open, and a breeze blew up her skirt, and the hanging gauze floated up. The coolness on her skin made her nervous, but it was in disguise.
It seems that if you take this step, there will be no obstacle that you cannot overcome.
"What was the inspiration for your outfit?"
She tried hard to keep a smile, learned the "demeanor" that Guo Xi'er taught her, and tried to make herself look taller.
"I once read a seven-character rhyme written by Bai Yuchan, a talented scholar from the Song Dynasty, in which "The light rain brings smoke and weaves the snow, and the cold wind blows the water and the moon sifts the plum blossoms." This sentence inspired me. The shape of the clothes refers to the old clothes made in the Tang Dynasty...
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Sun Ying nodded with satisfaction, this girl can do it. There are many women who have studied these days, but not many can apply what they have learned and demonstrate it. It is really worth her to go all the way. Just when she wanted to express her affirmation, Fang Fei on the side
Suddenly he said: "The clothes are indeed good, but there is something I can't figure out. The design department has received a lot of submissions from naturalized citizens, and this is the first time I have seen such short skirts."
Sun Ying glanced at Fang Fei with dissatisfaction, and then turned her attention to He Xiaoyue. In fact, she herself had doubts. She knew that this woman had just been rescued from Guangzhou less than a year ago, and she was born as a young lady, so her thinking was reasonable.
It's better to be more conservative.
He Xiaoyue said: "I designed the skirt like this just from an aesthetic point of view. The skirt above the knees makes the legs look longer and looks good. Moreover, from a design point of view, this dress is not suitable to be made into a medium size."
"Then don't you think it's too... bold?" Fang Fei was delighted, it turned out to be a good idea.
He Xiaoyue saw sweat on her forehead and took a deep breath: "If it were in the past, I would rather die than wear such clothes. I feel ashamed even just looking at them, but it's different now."
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"I was originally a concubine at home, and I just hoped to marry a good man and have a life-long dependence. I never thought that my husband would die before the marriage was consummated. My husband's family sent me to Qingjie Yuan to be a widow for the sake of "family reputation". My natal family ignored me.
, I haven’t even visited him once, and I’m no different between a living person and a dead person.”
"Later, I was lucky enough to leave Qingjie Yuan, but I was blinded by lard and couldn't recognize people, so I was abducted and sold into Fangchun Yuan." He Xiaoyue made a special note of this and did not mention Liu San at all, "It was only there that I
I have truly experienced the suffering of being born a woman in the Ming Dynasty. I don’t know how much hardship I endured. If it weren’t for the Senate, I would have been a prostitute!”
"People in the Ming Dynasty often said that Australians were promiscuous, disobedient, and rude, and women wore short skirts and short clothes when they appeared outside. But compared to the Ming Dynasty, the women here lived much more chicly! Even if they are penniless, they can support themselves.
I... don’t have to be sold around like cattle and sheep, so what does it matter if the skirt is a few inches short?”
The clothing designed by He Xiaoyue finally passed the final review and was put into production. Of course, the output of short styles is much less than that of long styles - no matter how advanced the concept is, there must be a problem of market acceptance. And she herself got her wish and became
The designer of Wanzi Pavilion.
On the day she received the official notice, He Xiaoyue bought herself a beautiful "fashion" - after becoming a designer, she no longer had to wear work clothes. She could wear whatever she liked.
After packing up her personal belongings on the second floor, she came to the third floor. When she saw the design table assigned to her, she was filled with joy - even the design table was larger than the one downstairs, and there was also a separate turning desk.
To do writing work.
She decorated her workstation carefully. To celebrate her promotion, Guo Xier specially gave her a Ru kiln beauty spandrel vase as a vase - a trophy bought by Liu Xiang. There was also a bouquet of flowers in the vase.
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"This is a congratulatory gift."
"Sister, you are so kind!" He Xiaoyue said gratefully, "I am where I am today only because of my sister's support."
"What are you talking about? It's not because of your great ability!" Guo Xi'er said, "My sister told me that you are a talented person and you will definitely be able to help me in the future, and she wants me to get along well with you."
"Yes, yes, I couldn't ask for more." He Xiaoyue thought to herself, no wonder people said that this great designer Guo was so open-minded that he even said such private things.
"Let's start working. This is a new project..."
The fashion designer of Wanzi Pavilion is a rare white-collar profession in Hainan, a rumbling large-scale industrial machinery. Today, He Xiaoyue no longer has to get up at 5:30 every day to wash up and catch the commuter train, and work non-stop for ten hours.
Then I returned to the dormitory exhausted.
The designer's working hours are from 8 am to 5 pm. Although the working time is only shortened by one hour, the available time has been greatly increased.
She now wakes up at around six in the morning to wash up and make herself a breakfast. After eating, she goes back to her room to dress up and choose the clothes she will wear today. At 7:30, she goes out and walks to the supply and marketing cooperative in ten minutes. Her treatment and things are
They are equivalent to "executives" of state-owned enterprises in the store and can live in a single room of eight square meters in the dormitory area. This is a very luxury in Lingao, especially in Dongmen City, where land is at a premium.
Before eight o'clock, He Xiaoyue would use this time before going to work to learn professional knowledge by herself. When Guo Xier hurriedly arrived by car from the senior dormitory area, she would immediately greet her, talk to her, and "consult" many questions. Let
Guo Xier fully felt her "respect".
He Xiaoyue is the daughter of a concubine, and she is smart because she was squeezed out from a young age in a wealthy family. Knowing that Guo Xier is her biggest supporter, she spares no effort to flatter her so that she can stay here for a long time and feel comfortable.
Of course, she is of practical use to Guo Xier. The designers of Wanzi Pavilion not only design clothes, but are also essentially "key account managers". This is because before each set of couture is produced, they must fully communicate with the customer and understand each other.
The preferences and taboos of people are a test of people's communication skills. Guo Xi'er is quite deficient in this aspect. Although she is a familiar character, her background in a small family makes it difficult for her to understand the needs of big families, so she is more
There are many family members of service veterans and senior naturalized cadres. Large local indigenous customers rarely pay attention to it.
After He Xiaoyue came, he provided her with help. She suddenly felt that it was easy to "get" the big indigenous people who were originally difficult to deal with.
"Xiaoyue, today the guest on the 36th is here to pick up the ready-made clothes, right?" Guo Xier fiddled with the high-end ready-made clothes in the wardrobe with a thin green bamboo. These clothes were separated by carefully woven garment covers. There were some in the wardrobe.
Bamboo charcoal bags are used to adjust the dryness and humidity to prevent clothes from being damaged by moisture.
"Yes, yes. The first guest is No. 36." He Xiaoyue opened the record book, which recorded the guest's information: "Name Zhou Sumiang, female, 21 years old, non-naturalized settler, occupation unknown
, the home address is Green Rose Garden..." He Xiaoyue knew that this place was the most expensive residential area in the local area. It was full of wealthy people who had moved from the mainland. The note stated that she was the concubine of the Qu family, and now she is very
favored.
"It's Zhou Su Niang."
"She must be the concubine of Mr. Qu's family."
"That's right."
"A favor is a favor, I don't think she is happy at all." Guo Xi'er shook her head.
He Xiaoyue frowned as she recalled the day Zhou Sumiang came to Wanzi Pavilion a few days ago. Usually, ladies and ladies from other families came to Wanzi Pavilion to make clothes, that is, a sedan, with a few family members and maids, they entered the shop and wandered around chatting and joking.
They also have to sit down, have some refreshments, and chat with shop assistants and designers. For them, it is more of a rare outing.
In addition to several male servants and maids, Zhou Sumiang also has two maids who are always with her. Apart from tailoring clothes, choosing materials, talking about clothes, and giving instructions to the maids around her from time to time, there is not a single unnecessary gossip.
Never mention your own affairs.
"Well, it seems like there's always something on your mind."
"And her family paid close attention to her! They even sent a maid to watch when her body was being measured."
"She is so beautiful, it is normal for the master to look closely at her..." Zhou Sumiang has a beautiful face, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye is very charming. The beautiful He Xiaoyue remembered her deeply after just one look.
"Oh, you don't know this. Before you came to Wanzi Pavilion, this Zhou Sumiang came to order clothes from us. Zhou Sumiang at that time was completely different from what she is now. She only took a boy and a girl with her when she went out.
A servant. Although she didn't talk much originally, her expression was still very lively. How did she become like this now..."
"There must be something unhappy at home. Even if she is favored, I heard that the Qu family has many wives and concubines, so I am afraid it is not that easy to get along with. Maybe someone said something bad about her in front of Mr. Qu, which made Mr. Qu suspicious..."
"Yes." Guo Xi'er nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said excitedly:
"Speaking of the fact that the Qu family made a joke a few days ago." Guo Xier's spirit of gossip began to burn.
"What's the joke?"
"His sister Lian ran away. She took the opportunity to buy something in broad daylight and ran away."
"Sister Lian?" He Xiaoyue vaguely remembered seeing this name in the account book.
"That's right. That's her. She's not favored in the Qu family, and it's rare for her to make clothes here." Guo Xi'er became more and more excited as she talked, "Let me tell you, this sister Lian has no chance to go out. But the Qu family
The eldest wife looked down on the craftsmanship of the local tailors and insisted on having her own maids and concubines make the clothes. Sister Lian was a good nun, so it fell to her to make the clothes for the whole family. I heard a few days ago that it was because of the old man of the Qu family.
My wife was celebrating her birthday, and the eldest wife of the Qu family wanted to make some new clothes, so she ran away from the shop on the pretext of looking at the materials! By the way, you must know this shop!"
"What?"
"It's Rui Hexiang."
Rui Hexiang is one of Wanzi Pavilion's suppliers, and they have a lot of contacts with each other. They not only know Rui Hexiang's shopkeeper An, but they are also very familiar with each other.