Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. Looking at Bai Xingzhou's calm face, the group exchanged glances and a knowing look.
Not daring to speak, everyone looked at Lin Chen in unison. Whether this idea would work or not depended on their boss's opinion.
Lin Chen stared silently at the two sets of kimonos in front of him for a long time: "Even if it doesn't break the law, it doesn't look good for the reputation of our Lin family."
"Is there a way to borrow their designs without being accused of plagiarism?"
"That depends on whether the designer of the big move is smart enough."
Bai Xingzhou gestured as he spoke: "For these styles, if we change the patterns, for example, this dragon and phoenix symbolizes good fortune, we can replace it with another auspicious pattern, and this magpie on a branch can be replaced with five blessings..."
"If we swap these elements together, let the designers be a little smarter, and add some things they don't already have, wouldn't that make their designs different?"
In fact, this is still plagiarism. However, these days, very few Chinese people have any awareness of intellectual property rights, and their understanding of intellectual property rights is naturally superficial.
After listening, Lin Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, let's do it this way. I'll leave the task of buying all their styles to you."
Bai Xingzhou happily agreed, and Lin Chen then instructed two other subordinates to find the most talented and skilled designer for the company before waving his hand to let the group leave.
Liu Jin did not leave; he stayed behind until everyone had left. He then whispered, "President Lin, I have an idea."
"What idea? You tell me."
Liu Jin leaned closer to Lin Chen and lowered his voice: "President Lin, although we are always one step behind others in producing clothes by imitating their patterns, Ji Xia has the ability to design more new styles at any time."
"Everyone knows that, right? But do you have a way to win her over?"
Lin Chen looked somewhat gloomy. Ever since he fell in love with Ji Xia at first sight in March, the thought of her being that man's fiancée and seeing her being intimate with Chen Jing made his heart ache as if it were being cut by a knife.
Despite the discomfort, this was the capital, the political center of the country, and the safest place in the country, so he dared not act rashly.
If he were in a place with poor security, or in his own territory, he might have already taken the risk.
Liu Jin smiled meaningfully: "President Lin, a talented and beautiful girl like Ji Xia is usually proud and arrogant, and she can't stand the slightest grievance. If that guy surnamed Chen makes her suffer, what do you think she will do?"
Lin Chen smiled faintly: "You're right, she has the right to be proud, and at this time, who would let her suffer? Chen Jing? Would he be willing to?"
If it were him, he definitely wouldn't be able to bear it. Not to mention letting her suffer any injustice, he would be willing to treat her like a princess for the rest of his life.
Upon hearing this, Liu Jin's smile deepened, and he leaned close to Lin Chen's ear and whispered something in his ear.
As Lin Chen listened, his mind began to waver: "Is this really possible?"
"Whether it's possible or not depends on the capabilities of the people you find, Mr. Lin."
At the very least, a woman should be shrewd and resourceful, and also willing to humble herself and know how to charm a man.
In short, women like this are not easy to find.
Lin Chen closed his eyes and pondered for a while: "I'll leave this to you. Find a suitable candidate."
"If this comes to fruition, the position of General Manager of the South China Region will be yours."
Liu Jin happily agreed and went out beaming.
Lin Chen instructed from behind, "Make sure to choose the right person, otherwise things will fall apart."
That's natural. You only get one chance at something like this. If you fail the first time, it's even harder to succeed if others are more wary of you.
...
A week later, Xie An and Xie Xun made a special trip to invite Chen Jing to dinner.
After more than a week of sales, and with over two hundred sets of embroidered kimonos still in stock, Chen Jing realized that the production capacity of this small workshop in the courtyard of Beijing was far from sufficient.
Now that the domestic market has just opened up, various sectors are completely untapped, making it the perfect time to seize market share.
He and Ji Xia had already spoken privately, and Ji Xia had suggested buying a plot of land in Beijing to build a factory and expand the business.
Of course, Ji Xia had other thoughts. In the 1980s, the center of Beijing was still within the first and second ring roads. The third ring road was still considered the suburbs, and there were still production teams farming there.
However, Beijing is the political center of the country. Decades later, let alone the Third and Fourth Ring Roads, Beijing's territory has expanded to Tongzhou, and even the Seventh Ring Road belongs to Beijing.
If they have the opportunity to buy a plot of land and build a factory in the Third or Fourth Ring Road area now, they can make money from clothing now, and in another 10 or 20 years, as Beijing develops towards the suburbs, they can also make money from demolition compensation.
Of course, given their status, buying a piece of land outside the Third Ring Road is no easy feat.
In fact, after the land was nationalized, buying land was not an easy task, but if the Xie brothers were involved, it might not be so difficult.
Speaking of the land, Ji Xia reminded everyone that the land must belong to the garment factory, and she should also have a share.
If they don't have enough funds, they can pay for it all themselves, and the land can belong to Chen Jing and Ji Xia.
Upon hearing this, Chen Jing's eyes flickered. Recalling what he had seen in his dream, he wondered if Ji Xia also had dreams about the country's economic development.
However, he had dreamt about it many times when he was in his hometown, but he never dreamt about it again after he came to the capital. He didn't know why he stopped having these precognitive dreams.
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