"We showcased the design sketches for the kimono, utilizing the sketches of more than twenty styles designed last year."
Anyway, very few kimonos were produced last year, and not many styles made it to the north.
She plans to use silk for the kimono in her fashion show this year.
Ji Xia has kept most of her design drafts from last year to now, and she hasn't lost a single design drawing of the kimono. She even kept a copy of the drawings she gave to Su Yujing.
With just a few minor changes to the details and patterns, it becomes a completely new design.
She took out the blueprints and handed them to Hou Xiaolian: "The design is here. When you go to buy the goods in a few days, come with me and pick out several pieces of bright red fabric. Choose several grades of fabric, including high, medium and low grades."
Hou Xiaolian took the design draft: "I'm afraid there aren't enough embroiderers."
"If you find any suitable candidates, you can ask someone to introduce you to several more."
Hou Xiaolian is meticulous and attentive in her work, and she is also quite good at embroidery, so Ji Xia is reassured that she is in charge of this task.
As for interior design, after returning to school, Ji Xia made many inquiries and contacted Liu Jianming, a senior from the class of '77.
Liu Jianming wore black-rimmed glasses and had a refined appearance, but his face was covered in pimples.
After hearing the purpose of the visit, Liu Jianming pondered for a while: "Besides me, how many other people did you find? Who is in charge and who is the deputy?"
Ji Xia paused for a moment. It was just a small shop; how could she afford to hire several designers, including main and secondary ones? It wasn't some large corporate tender.
Liu Jianming raised an eyebrow: "Seriously? You're planning to let me come alone?"
"Senior Brother Liu, we are just a small shop, including the warehouse, it's only a little over a hundred square meters, a very small shop."
"I haven't graduated yet, are you sure you want me to design for you?"
"Of course, I've inquired about it, and they all say that the house you designed is very beautiful. Senior Brother Liu, you've helped me, so the design fee will not be unfair to you."
Liu Jianming shrugged: "As long as you don't mind that I haven't taken the certification exam yet, it's fine. As for the design fee, it's my first time taking on this kind of task, so it doesn't matter whether there is one or not."
The main reason is that such hands-on opportunities are rare. Having the opportunity to lead an interior design project before graduation is a very valuable experience for him.
That evening, he went to the shop with Ji Xia and Chen Jing. Ji Xia then explained her ideas and requirements to him and asked him to design the shop.
Of course, lighting effects and glass display windows are of paramount importance, she emphasized repeatedly.
After the handover, Chen Jing handed over the interior design work to Liu Jianming, and she only needed to review the final draft.
After assigning the two tasks, she began looking for fashion design students at the school to design clothes for her.
A few days later, Liu Yujuan submitted a first draft as requested. Ji Xia pointed out the discrepancies between the floor plan, the dimension drawing, and the rendering. After revising it twice, she accepted the money for twenty yuan.
Several other senior female students submitted thirteen winter clothing design drawings. After Ji Xia selected two, she accepted them and paid twenty for the rest.
The sixteen drawings, plus eight of my own designs, were divided according to the needs of three locations. This time, we will no longer produce them all together using the same style.
Before we knew it, National Day had arrived.
The 30th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China is undoubtedly the grandest festival for the Chinese nation, without exception.
Ji Xia watched the military parade on TV every year in her previous life. This year, standing on Chang'an Avenue to watch the parade in person and feeling the passion of the Chinese people and the might and strength of our iron army was definitely a first for both of her lives.
As the drums and gongs sounded, the resounding footsteps seemed to pound on her heart, making her heart beat in time with each step.
At this exciting moment, Ji Xia almost shouted until her voice was hoarse, her palms were red from clapping, and she was in a state of frenzy.
After the military parade, Chen Jing and Ji Xia, along with the Hou siblings and Chen Qiuyu, went to see Tiananmen Square, took photos there, and saluted the soldiers on guard.
That evening, the group of five rode their bicycles home, excitedly discussing the military parade.
Passing through a bustling market, Chen Qiuyu called out, "Third Brother, Sister Xia, let's go out to eat. I want to experience the nightlife of Beijing!"
"Sure, if you want to see it, then go ahead. Let's find a shop and a table to sit down first, then I'll go back and get a bottle of wine."
However, ideals are beautiful, but reality is harsh.
The group of five visited seven or eight shops in a row, all of which had long queues, and none of them had seats available.
By the time they reached the last particularly stylish house, Ji Xia had almost given up hope.
The waiter looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, we're full. Could you please come back in two hours?"
Two hours later, they were no longer having dinner, but rather a late-night snack.
Ji Xia, dragging her tired legs, waved her hand weakly: "Forget it, let's not look anymore. Let's just go home and cook some noodles."
Chen Qiuyu nodded dejectedly: "Okay, I work every day. It's a rare three-day holiday for National Day, and I can't even find a place to eat."
"You're on holiday, but aren't other people on holiday too?"
Hou Fang teased her, and the group slowly turned to leave. Just then, a waiter hurriedly chased after them.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have one more private room available. Would you like it?"
"A private room? Great!"
Ji Xia and Chen Qiuyu were overjoyed. They had almost given up and were about to leave when they found a private room again. It was wonderful!
After walking for most of the day, their legs were really tired, feeling even more tired than when they were farming in the countryside.
The group followed the waiter upstairs to a private room, or rather, a cubicle, separated by a transparent curtain, where they could easily see into the cubicles next door and across from each other.
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