Chapter 115 Alluring Studio! A Peak Upon Opening!
"Zhou...Zhou Nianci?"
Jiang Wu looked at the name on the resume and read it aloud in surprise.
In the photo, the woman with a gentle smile and dignified demeanor is none other than Zhou Nianci, the wife of the political commissar and her best friend on the island.
"How did you... find her?" Jiang Wu looked up at Qin Lie in surprise and asked.
“Political Commissar Wang was also transferred to the capital last month to work in the General Political Department. I went to see him to take care of something, and that's when I ran into Sister-in-law Zhou,” Qin Lie explained.
"I chatted with her for a bit and learned that she had recently retired from her leadership position in the military's cultural troupe and was now at home with nothing to do."
"I thought to myself, isn't this the perfect candidate right here?"
Qin Lie raised an eyebrow smugly.
"Sister-in-law Zhou used to manage such a large cultural troupe, welcoming and seeing off guests, and handling all sorts of complicated relationships. Her management skills were absolutely top-notch."
"Moreover, she understands art, has an aesthetic sense, and most importantly, she is your best friend and the person you trust the most!"
"Only by handing the store over to her can you truly relax and focus on your designs."
A warm feeling welled up in Jiang Wu's heart.
This man always thinks further ahead than her and does things more thoughtfully than her.
He not only gave her a stage to realize her dreams, but also found her the most capable assistant.
"Qin Lie, I..."
"Alright, stop with the mushy talk." Qin Lie interrupted her, pulling her into his arms. "If you really want to thank me, then open our shop sooner and make more money."
"Then I can retire legitimately and live off your money at home."
Jiang Wu was amused by him and laughed and cried at the same time, so she punched him in the chest.
In the days that followed, everything went on a fast track.
Jiang Wu met with Zhou Nianci, and the two hit it off immediately.
Zhou Nianci is full of enthusiasm and anticipation for starting a business with her best friend.
The courtyard house that Qin Lie had acquired also began a comprehensive renovation and transformation under Jiang Wu's design.
Jiang Wu did not undertake large-scale demolition and reconstruction of the courtyard, but preserved its original rustic charm to the greatest extent possible.
She simply transformed the south-facing main room into a spacious and bright hall that serves both as a display and reception area.
The living room was covered with a soft wool carpet and displayed several sets of antique Shanghai-style sofas that she had found at the flea market.
Several Chinese paintings with profound artistic conception hang on the wall.
A few potted green plants are arranged in a staggered manner to decorate the space.
The entire space combines Chinese elegance with modern comfort.
The east and west wing rooms were converted into VIP fitting rooms and tailoring workshops.
Jiang Wu also asked someone to invite two skilled and experienced old tailors from the south.
Everything is ready, except for the east wind.
A month later, on a sunny morning.
Jiang Wu's private custom clothing studio has quietly opened.
There was no ribbon-cutting ceremony, no firecrackers, and not even a sign was hung up.
The name of the studio was decided after a long discussion between Jiang Wu and Zhou Nianci.
“Charming Colors”
It takes the character "妩" from Jiang Wu's name, and also implies "charm" and "color".
The opening of the studio was just a small, invitation-only tea party.
Those who received the invitation were all guests carefully selected by Jiang Wu and Zhou Nianci.
There is a group of "die-hard fans" in the military compound, led by Sister Wang.
Among them were Zhou Nianci's former colleagues and friends from the performing arts troupe.
The most important guest was brought by her mother-in-law, Zhong Tinglan.
There were more than a dozen ladies of similar age to Zhong Tinglan, all with elegant demeanors.
Their husbands were all influential figures in the military, political, academic, and business circles of the capital.
The group of well-traveled ladies were immediately amazed by the sight before them as soon as they stepped into the "Wu Se" studio.
They never imagined that such an elegant, tranquil, and secluded place was hidden deep within the capital.
When they saw the sample garments designed by Jiang Wu herself on the display shelf, they exclaimed in amazement.
"My goodness! The color and embroidery of this cheongsam are absolutely gorgeous!"
"This trench coat has such a unique cut! It's a hundred times more stylish than the ones sold in department stores!"
"Xiao Wu, did you design all of these...?"
Zhong Tinglan took Jiang Wu's hand and introduced her to her old friends, her face full of pride.
"This is the daughter-in-law I mentioned to you, Jiang Wu."
The ladies looked at the young, beautiful, and elegant girl in front of them, and then at the eye-catching clothes, their eyes filled with admiration and praise.
Jiang Wu greeted the ladies in a graceful and generous manner, and personally explained the design concept and fabric characteristics of each garment to them.
Zhou Nianci, meanwhile, served the guests exquisite tea and snacks at just the right moment, while introducing the studio's private customization services.
The two worked together seamlessly.
The effect is immediate.
Before the tea party was even over, the first batch of orders came in like snowflakes.
"Xiao Wu, make me one of these dark green velvet cheongsams, in my size!" The wife of a university president was the first to place an order.
"I want that beige cashmere coat! My daughter is getting married next month, and I'll be wearing it!"
"Give me one of these Xiangyun yarn shirts, the material is so comfortable!"
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On the first day of opening, we received more than twenty orders.
Each order represents a substantial income.
More importantly, the name of the "Wu Se" studio became an instant hit in the capital's top social circles through the mouths of these ladies at the pinnacle of society.
After seeing off the last group of guests, Jiang Wu and Zhou Nianci looked at the order book filled with records and hugged each other excitedly.
"Xiao Wu! We did it!" Zhou Nianci's eyes were red.
"Yes!" Jiang Wu nodded vigorously. "We succeeded!"
Just as the two were basking in the joy of their success.
The slightly ajar vermilion door of the studio was pushed open from the outside with a creak.
A figure dressed in a stylish white dress and high heels appeared in the doorway, backlit.
A cold, critical smile played on her face.
It was Lu Yao, whom I hadn't seen for several days.
Her gaze swept contemptuously over the studio that she envied so much, and finally landed on Jiang Wu's face.
"I heard that a new tailor shop has opened here?"
Lu Yao walked in step by step in her high heels, her voice filled with undisguised arrogance.
"I need a dress made for an evening party."
She stopped in front of Jiang Wu and scrutinized her from head to toe with a critical gaze.
"I just don't know if your skills as a tailor from the countryside are up to par."
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