After the celebration banquet.

Zhang Zhi and Wang Yimei had other projects to complete at the factory, so they rushed back after the competition and did not have time to stay any longer.

Ji Wanqing also had several interviews with military newspapers, and a military factory in Shanghai had invited her to visit and provide guidance, so she would have to stay in Shanghai for another five days.

Of course, 꽮 Wei stayed in Shanghai, and with the help of Ji Wanqing's negotiation with the factory director, Zhao Fangfang successfully transferred 그 to the research department. She only needed to go back and complete some formalities, and she would become Ji Wanqing's assistant.

The interview process mainly talked about how difficult the working environment is and how strong the comrades' attitude is to actively contribute to the national defense cause of the motherland.

After revising several articles for Ye Yaman, Ji Wanqing now has a good grasp of the tone that the newspaper likes. He can publish directly without even asking reporters to polish it.

With less workload, the reporter was very happy after the interview and wrote to Ji Wanqing with nothing but praise.

When he went to the Shanghai Military Factory, Ji Wanqing discovered that the family research institute was rich and powerful.

Many of the equipment looked new and expensive. The computers were donated by overseas Chinese. They were some of the most powerful computing machines in the world. I was drooling with envy.

"...Ji Gong, have you ever considered developing in our city of Shanghai? We can promise that you can research in any direction you want, and we will provide you with unconditional financial and material support." The person in charge introduced while leaving no room for digging.

Ji Wanqing has no plans to change jobs for the time being. "Chief Engineer Xiao has been very kind to me. Unless the country needs me to move, I will not consider it for the time being."

What a pity.

However, before leaving, Ji Wanqing was taken to the scientific research department by a colleague who had gone on a business trip to Ontario and was forced to choose two research directions before being let go.

There is no way.

When it comes to scientific research, the choice really depends on hard work.

If you have got the direction wrong, even if you invest dozens or even decades of research costs, it may not be effective. Without results, who will continue to invest money in your research?

Therefore, research also has KPIs. Having a good topic, being able to research new things, and making previous investments more valuable are the dreams of every researcher.

But the difficulty lies in the selection of topics. In a blue ocean field where nothing is known, who can guarantee that the research will bear fruit?

Until the Shanghai researchers met Ji Wanqing, a researcher of choice in Ontario.

At least for the project that we jointly developed at that time, she did not make any mistakes in every step, and her research and development efficiency was so high that it was outrageous. Even now, her comrades in Shanghai still remember her.

After she left the Shanghai Institute, the locals saw her determination to stick to her Ontario base and finally stopped harassing her to stay.

Ji Wanqing ran to the Huamao Shopping Mall happily.

The mall is very big, with a facade of yellow-brown tiles and green glass. It has a total of 10 floors. The word "Hua Mao Shopping Mall" is written on the arched door in red, with the five-pointed star of the national flag next to it.

It's very contemporary, even the old black-and-white photos she had seen online before are exactly the same after being painted.

There was a dazzling array of merchandise inside, many of which seemed rare today, since even plastics required industrial stamps to purchase. But to Ji Wanqing, it was like visiting two stores, and it was not appealing at all.

Until I saw an old tailor's shop.

Ji Wanqing could recognize it simply by looking at the logo, a pattern of auspicious clouds surrounding a knitting needle.

This century-old tailor shop is very popular in the back. Even though the prices are high, many tourists and internet celebrities still come to check in and order custom-made cheongsams, horse-faced skirts and other dresses.

But now, the clothes hanging in front of its door are all conventional clothes such as shirts, Mao suits and blazers. The limitations of the times have really dealt a heavy blow to the local fashion industry in the past decade.

As soon as Ji Wanqing entered the store, the old man's sharp eyes fell on her dress. The style, cut and fabric design were all extremely exquisite. He was a very discerning customer.

"Little girl ordering custom clothes?"

"Um."

"What do you want to do?"

Ji Wanqing asked quietly, "Can you do anything?"

The old man looked at her and said, "You can't do everything, but you can do the ordinary things."

She occasionally saw those videos of internet celebrities. The owner of Yunzhen Pavilion was an elegant lady in her teens. There were very few works she created personally, but every one of them would appear on top female stars.

Ji Wanqing guessed that it might be the old man's granddaughter or great-granddaughter.

Now that she has seen the master's ancestor, she is eager to make a high-end custom.

"Can you do something different?"

The old man was beating around the bush. "If you say it can be done, then it can be done. If you say it can't be done, then it can't be done either. It's best to have it custom made, but it depends on what it is."

Okay.

You should have said earlier that you didn't want to take responsibility.

Ji Wanqing picked up a pen and paper from the table and drew the initial outline of the cheongsam and horse-faced skirt in two strokes. Then, she drew several basic styles according to the dress, including a sleeveless skirt, a strapless fishtail skirt, a close-fitting backless long skirt, etc.

“Can these be done?”

The old man looked over and said, "... so many, you are really rude."

"Ah? You don't know how to make a dress?"

"No?" The old man sneered, "What are these? I have seen all kinds of dresses in the past few decades. I even attended Christian Dior's haute couture show ten years ago!"

Ji Wanqing knew that in 1947, Dior Haute Couture became famous. The hemlines were stretched out to the extreme with piled-up fabrics, outlining the elegant and light silhouette of women, which laid the foundation for the brand's ready-to-wear style.

"Well, that means it can be done?"

The old man looked outside warily, especially when he saw the bodyguard standing upright with eyes as sharp as a hawk at the door. "Who are you? How did you find my shop? Can you wear all these clothes?"

"It's just for collection, you don't have to wear it out."

The old man was even more skeptical, "I'm not a famous tailor, what value does it have to be collected?"

Tsk.

You are not famous now because of the limitations of the times. You will be famous in the future!

This is a unique handmade creation created by Yunzhen Pavilion. Its collection value must be multiplied!

"Now I don't have the opportunity to wear nice clothes, so I hang around in my room to admire them by myself."

Although the situation is not as tense as it was a few years ago, those days are still like a huge mountain and rock pressing down on our hearts.

Ji Wanqing assured, "Don't worry, we have it on top. It's just a few pieces of clothing. Nothing will happen."

He wasn't afraid.

Anyway, whenever someone asked him to customize clothes that did not conform to the mainstream aesthetics of society, he would leave a note of the other party's active request, just in case.

But this girl asked for too much. She wanted five cheongsams and horse-faced skirts, and two sets of other formal wear. She also specified that she wanted traditional crafts such as embroidery and brocade, and the rest was up to her.

Ji Wanqing paid the deposit directly, "It's okay, take your time, as long as the clothes are beautiful, it's no problem to wait for two years, I'm not in a hurry."

Anyway, starting from this year, all restrictions will slowly collapse, and the spring breeze of reform will blow to this Chinese land.

After taking the measurements, Ji Wanqing took the receipt and the certificate, as well as their respective contact addresses, so that they could be notified in time if any store moved.

Then I went to the door to find a timid ticket seller to exchange a few wine tickets, and bought a bottle of Moutai for a dollar. Unfortunately, the purchase was limited, and I could only buy two bottles at a time.

The other bottle was because 꽮伟 also liked to have a drink or two, and seeing the broker busy with his purchases, he bought a bottle for himself and also brought one for the broker.