Rebirth in the 80s: The Plan to Raise a Female Tycoon

University student Qin Xiaoyu died with deep regrets, betrayed by a scumbag. Reborn, she finds herself in the body of a 25-year-old young widow with depression and two children, living in the 1980s...

Chapter 604 This is a master

"I scared you, Fourth Sister-in-law. If I made you take such a big risk, I think I would collapse. Let's just leave it at that. Isn't it said that having a son and a daughter is a good thing? We are good enough." A Lei lowered his head and buried it in her arms.

"No, don't worry too much. There's an old saying in China that if you worry too much about something, it's like a curse. Just focus on the positive aspects, and everything will be alright." Qin Xiaoyu cupped his face and gently kissed him.

Qin Xiaoyu originally planned to leave everything to A Lei after arriving in Guangzhou and focus on her career. However, she unknowingly became engrossed in spending time with them; the temptation of family was too great.

Qin Xiaoyu struggled to pull her leg out so she could go to the shop.

Master Liang had made several friends in the fashion district, including business owners and factory owners. Seeing Qin Xiaoyu return, he eagerly told her, "I have an extraordinary person here; you absolutely must meet him!"

"For my brother-in-law to say that, he must be a master." Qin Xiaoyu had a lot of faith in Master Liang's judgment; he wouldn't look down on just anyone.

“He works at Gao Daxiong’s factory as a designer. We ran into each other a few days ago and had a great chat.” Master Liang found a teahouse and invited him out.

He was a thin young man, looking to be in his early twenties, somewhat resembling Xu Jingye, but with a more seasoned and aloof air. He and Master Liang arrived first, and stood up upon seeing Qin Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, this is Jiewei, the designer of Gao Daxiong's family."

Jie Wei gave people a clean feeling, and Qin Xiaoyu had a very good first impression of him.

The three sat down. Chef Liang, already accustomed to Cantonese morning tea, beckoned to the waiter. Soon, a table full of food was prepared. Qin Xiaoyu, unable to resist the delicious food, only noticed Jie Wei's stiff demeanor and dazed expression after a few bites.

"Eat up, don't be shy. Master Liang's friends are my friends. Huh? Isn't Gao Daxiong a counterfeit manufacturer?" Qin Xiaoyu asked curiously. If you're making counterfeits, you can just take samples and do without a designer, right?

“With a designer, we can make it even more realistic.” Jie Wei said, his face turning slightly red. It seemed that making counterfeits was a disgrace to him.

"That's a real waste of your talent," Qin Xiaoyu said bluntly. She was very opposed to making counterfeits, as it was no different from stealing and a matter of character.

"When I was studying fashion design in Japan, I thought I would have a bright future back home. But when I started looking for jobs, I was met with rejection everywhere. The big factories were all state-owned and there were no openings for me. The small factories had no one willing to do original designs; they either made high-quality replicas or outsourced processing. Gao Daxiong's place is considered a high-quality replica, and they even have a designer. But they just take other people's sample garments and can't make any changes at all. What kind of design is there to speak of?" Jiewei complained bitterly.

Upon hearing that Jiewei was studying fashion design in Japan, Qin Xiaoyu immediately became interested.

“Japan’s fashion industry is far ahead of ours. Tell me the details.”

"When Chinese students learn fashion design, the first lesson is drawing. But in Japan, it's different. The teacher gives us a pair of scissors, a piece of satin, and a rock. What we have to do is use the scissors to cut out the right amount of fabric and wrap the rock so smoothly that there isn't a single wrinkle..." Jie Wei opened a new world for Qin Xiaoyu.

She began to understand; she shared the same misconceptions as many designers, and these misconceptions also existed in Chinese fashion design education. While China was still focused on two-dimensional designs, Japan had already moved into three-dimensional design.

Fashion is meant to be worn on a three-dimensional human body. Therefore, the difference in quality is immediately apparent.

"You've returned after completing your studies, but you have nowhere to use your talents. It's truly a shame." Qin Xiaoyu thought to herself, "If only I had met Jie Wei sooner! This is what they call meeting someone too late." Now she can only watch helplessly. She also finds it shameful to poach talent from her competitors.

However, he was still unwilling to accept that Gao Daxiong was wasting his talents, and wished he could learn more from Jiewei.

"Come and give us a lecture whenever you have time. I can pay you, really." Qin Xiaoyu was eager to recruit talent.

The meal took a long time, and Qin Xiaoyu really didn't want to let Jiewei go. In the end, Master Liang had to come out and plead for him.

"There will be many more opportunities to meet in the future, so there's no rush."

When Qin Xiaoyu and Master Liang returned to the shop, Renmin Road was still bustling with activity. Guangzhou's nightlife was even more vibrant than during the day.

"This is a great place; you can really enjoy life here," Master Liang remarked.

"Yes, when I returned to the North, I felt a sense of lifelessness. I was leading a group of people all by myself, which was very tough. Here, many people are forging ahead, and I am just one of them."

Factory Director Fei wore a new dress today, which Master Liang made for her by hand.

Factory Director Fei was originally a typical tomboy who didn't care about dressing up. She wasn't ugly to begin with, but she deliberately made herself look ugly.

Qin Xiaoyu redesigned her hairstyle. It was still a neat bunch of hair tied up at the back of her head, but now it was raised slightly and covered with a hairnet, instantly adding a touch of femininity.

The new dress is a modified cheongsam dress with lantern sleeves and a cinched waist, which is very elegant.

"Brother-in-law, I've noticed something." Qin Xiaoyu rested her chin on the table, staring at Director Fei so intently that he felt uneasy.

"Go ahead and say it." Master Liang was very modest now, thinking that Qin Xiaoyu had pointed out a flaw in the fashion, so he quickly came over to take a look.

"Why are all the clothes you design for Sister Fei so beautiful?"

"She doesn't know how to dress. If I don't help her to improve her appearance, will she still look good?"

"Fine, I haven't even complained about you yet, and you're already complaining about me!" Director Fei was furious.

"I was just joking..."

"Stop fooling around, I'm getting down to business," Qin Xiaoyu said seriously. "I've noticed something wrong with the clothes you designed."

"What do you mean?" The two of them immediately stopped arguing.

"In that case, next time you design a fashion item, just treat it as if you're designing it for my sister. This will open up a whole new world for you," Qin Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Master Liang suddenly realized, "Isn't that the point?"

With Jie Wei's guidance and Qin Xiaoyu's reminder, Master Liang suddenly understood.

The next set of fashion items that were delivered excited Qin Xiaoyu. Sun Moon Apparel was finally starting to look like a fashion brand.

Well, these styles still bear the mark of the 1980s, but they look pleasing to the eye; they're quite good. Qin Xiaoyu is becoming increasingly confident in her original designs, at least regarding her own.

Creating original designs is all about designers; without good designers, it's all just empty talk. Like Zhu Xu, who was arrogant and overconfident, he suffered a terrible fall.

The linen trousers I got from the Xuri Garment Factory are almost all sold out. The price was rock bottom; there's no reason they shouldn't sell.

Although they lost money this way, at least they didn't lose everything. Zhu Xu is a typical greedy person; seeing that the money was small, he started grumbling again. Fortunately, Man Ai Hong is reasonable and suppressed him.