Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Who are you seducing?
Miss Xin Tong, known as "the most affectionate person in Wucheng", stood at the factory gate.
Wearing a down jacket, holding a mobile phone, looking dusty and a little confused.
Xin Tong's first reaction was why. But judging by Song Qingyun's tone on the phone, the reason was probably related to her.
...No way?
She first opened her phone and looked at the trending searches for a while.
I refreshed the page for a while but didn't see any entertainment gossip.
Now that Kim's fashion show is drawing to a close, and Liang Luoming is currently at the top of his game, if he was photographed, there would be no news. It is likely that Liang Luoming's agent kept it a secret.
That's fine.
Xin Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
She held her phone, wondering who to call first.
Song Qingyun said that Jiang Chongyan beat Liang Luoming.
Let's first show some concern for the victims.
There was nothing much to talk about with my ex-boyfriend, so I didn't call him. I politely sent him a WeChat message to ask about his injuries.
The other party replied immediately saying that it was okay, they had reconciled, and the matter was over.
But when asked why, he just wouldn't tell me.
She patiently called the culprit, the eldest young master, but this man was even more of a big shot and didn't answer the phone at all, nor did he reply to the message at all.
“…”
Men are such trouble.
Xin Tong shrugged, put away her phone, put the matter completely behind her, and stepped on the accelerator to drive to Peach Mark.
I went back to see the good pretty boy with employee number 0401 from last time, booked him a three-hour essential oil massage, and had a comfortable sleep.
…
On this night, Kim's much-anticipated spring and summer collection show for next year came to an ordinary end.
It is said that the rising star Lok Ming Leong, whom Kim had tried hard to work with many times, suddenly left the party that night and never returned.
Jiang Chongyan, the only heir to Jiang's suits, whom Kim had tried so hard to hint at, was not present at all.
Several key promotional points from the early stages failed to materialize. Everything else was mediocre and boring, and the show ultimately ended in an awkward manner.
Instead, around midnight, a piece of gossip directly overtook Kim's fashion show to become the most popular local news:
"Xin Tong, daughter of the Morikawa Group, was not seen at Kim's fashion show. Instead, she was spotted hanging out at a club, spending the night with five men."
This piece of news quickly became the most popular, sparking widespread discussion among the public. The number of reposts was twice that of the second one, almost overshadowing the last bit of popularity of Kim's show.
*
Xin Tong still lives a normal life every day and goes to Jiang's house in the morning.
But Jiang Chongyan disappeared.
He didn't answer the phone, didn't reply to text messages, and even stopped appearing at the Jiang family's old house.
Xin Tong stared at the empty chair at the dining table.
I don’t know what this young master saw or heard that night. It seemed like he was deliberately avoiding her.
She and the old man had lunch together again.
She was still a little uncomfortable without that tall, taciturn, picky eater and lazy figure beside her.
After dinner, Jiang Yuanbin suddenly handed over a bag.
His tone was natural, as if he was making clothes for his own children.
"It's cold, so I made you a hat."
Xin Tong was stunned.
I opened it with surprise and read it over and over again in my hands.
It is a very beautiful handmade felt hat.
She had originally thought Jiang Yuanbin would make pillbox hats or bell hats. These two hats were commonly worn by women, classically elegant, and had been a classic Western decoration in the last century.
—But it turned out to be a fedora.
Dark khaki, soft fur, the top of the hat is slightly concave, the brim is not big, with a designed arc, small and elegant, with a texture and retro flavor.
Xin Tong was surprised.
As far as she knows, the fedora is a symbolic representation in the history of feminism.
Suits are typically reserved for men, and the gentleman's bible is also exclusively for men, who, generation after generation, have written about the meaning of a single gender. Men serve as tailors, men as customers, and society embraces this as the gentleman's spirit.
In "Kingsman", Colin Firth stands in front of Kingsman tailor shop, with double-breasted clothes and peaked lapels. They say "Tailor makes the man".
Two hundred years ago, women wearing suits and trousers were even considered alien and challenging.
Jiang Yuanbin wanted to make a hat for her.
There were so many options, but in the end he made the fedora.
…
"Master, you haven't finished my suit yet, how come you still have time to do this?"
Jiang Yuanbin glanced at her.
The old tailor's eyes were rather speechless. Xin Tong then realized that for him, making such a small hat was a relaxing and leisurely process.
Xin Tong took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Jiang Yuanbin has been in this business for so long that his aesthetic taste is top-notch. The stitching is extremely detailed, the hemming is very well done, and the lining fabric is soft and comfortable, with high-quality wool felt that feels warm to the touch.
“It’s really beautiful.”
She was grinning.
"It will definitely look good with anything in autumn and winter."
The old man glanced at her and saw that she really liked him, and slowly smiled.
"Yeah. As long as you like it."
*
Xin Tong has been running around wholesale markets and factories during this period, and has almost completed all the tasks he was supposed to do.
When she went there again that day, she finally didn't look as shabby as before, but dressed properly. A trench coat, long boots, and the hat Jiang Yuanbin had made for her, a very retro British look.
Unexpectedly, this time I saw someone in front of me from a distance.
It turned out to be Fu Zirui.
He stood there, talking to the factory manager with an air of authority. This factory was quite large, and Fu Zirui's company was also a client, and the two parties seemed to be having some sort of dispute.
Xin Tong watched from a distance. Fu Zirui didn't say much, as the people around him were doing all the talking. He just frowned the whole time, looking around with a look of disgust.
"Don't call me next time for this kind of thing. Just handle it yourself."
"Who wants to come here? It's so smoky and foul."
A mess?
Xin Tong curled her lips. She had been sitting here alone for almost two weeks.
Too lazy to see him, I turned around and tried to leave, but was stopped the next second.
Fu Zirui was shocked to notice her, walked up to her and looked her up and down.
"What are you doing here?"
After asking this question, Fu Zirui realized something. For a clothing brand, visiting a factory has only one purpose: to inspect the products.
His expression immediately turned into surprise and contempt.
"No way, are you serious?"
Fu Zirui laughed out loud, as if he had seen something extremely funny.
"Damn! I haven't seen anyone come to the factory to check out the goods in at least eight hundred years!"
"It's a filthy, messy place filled with broken garbage and a bunch of tacky, cheap street vendor stuff!"
"Who in the clothing industry doesn't pay attention to fashion weeks and shows? And who pays attention to famous designers? And now there are still some unsophisticated people coming to places like factories?"
Fu Zirui laughed so hard that tears came out. "I'm sorry, I almost forgot. You didn't even receive an invitation from Kim. No matter how glamorous the show is, you can't even get in. So you can only come to a place like the factory to look at the styles, right? It fits the rustic style of your brand that lost hundreds of millions of dollars."
"What brand is that...women's suit?"
Fu's brand also offers women's clothing, focusing on minimalist commuting styles, and has seen strong growth in recent years. In the workplace women's wear category, it's practically a competitor to Kelly.
However, the Fu family’s brand sells much better than Kelly.
Fu Zirui had laughed enough and tilted his head, his whole body filled with condescending contempt.
"Since you make suits, you must have heard of Jiang's."
"My family happens to have a cooperative relationship with the Jiang Group."
…
Xin Tong hadn't wanted to say a word to this guy. She'd been so busy lately, and time was money. She barely got enough sleep, so how could she have the time to waste on a conversation with this idiot?
I had already turned around and was ready to leave.
The next second, the two words "Jiang" floated clearly into her ears.
…She stopped suddenly.
What can I do? You were the one who had to bump into me.
Xin Tong took a deep breath.
Turn around, walk up to him, and humbly ask for advice.
"What kind of cooperation is this?"
Fu Zirui was suddenly confused by her words.
The second-generation rich kid just wanted to show off casually, and brought out the Jiang family's name to pretend to be cool and mock the loser, but he didn't expect that the loser would actually ask back one day.
"Just." He paused, "Just the garment line."
Xin Tong stared into his eyes and smiled modestly.
"Jiang's clothing line is not outsourced. It's our own factory. There is no possibility of any cooperation with your company."
Fu Zirui choked and sweat began to form on his forehead.
“That’s semi-custom.”
"Semi-custom and fully customized products are all handmade by Jiang's own tailors. The whole process is supervised and inspected. The initial fabric must be cut by the head tailor himself."
"..." Fu Zirui was speechless for a long time, a little angry, staring at her fiercely, "Why are you pretending to be so arrogant by reciting some stuff from Baidu? To tell you the truth, I just ordered a fully customized piece from Jiang's last week. The best craftsman in Jiang's made it for me, and Jiang Cheng personally delivered it to my door!"
He thought that bringing up Jiang Cheng would finally make this woman quiet down, but he didn't expect that when he said this, the woman stared at him and slowly revealed a sincere smile.
She didn't say anything, just smiled.
He originally crossed his arms, then slowly raised his right hand, tapped his temples with his fingers, and finally slowly touched the brim of his hat.
Fu Zirui couldn't help but follow her movements, his eyes falling on her hat.
A felt hat.
Apart from the finer workmanship, he couldn't see any difference.
The woman said nothing, her fingers gently stroking the brim of her hat, staring at him with a casual smile as she did so.
The more she laughed, the more embarrassed Fu Zirui felt for some reason. He could see the naked emotions in her every expression, and inexplicably felt like he was being stripped naked and watched by everyone. Instead of being mocked, he felt pity and sympathy.
In the quiet air around him, Fu Zirui's face looked extremely ugly.
He stared at her gloomily, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and left in anger.
*
It has been nearly two months since I returned to China.
Xin Tong's design direction for the new season was already taking shape. She was halfway through making something, feeling exhausted. Unable to handle the prolonged tension, she simply wanted to relax and unwind, so she simply put everything aside and planned to go out and unwind for the weekend.
On the way there, I actually found out that there might be an Orionid meteor shower recently. I was so happy that I made a guide and excitedly packed my luggage to set off.
But before going, there is one thing left to do.
On Friday morning, Xin Tong dressed up, changed her car, put her luggage in the trunk, and stepped on the accelerator to the downstairs of Jiang Chongyan's house.
The eldest young master avoided her for three days.
Now I have to ask clearly.
Xin Tong was not afraid of him at all.
Throughout her time with Jiang Chongyan, she was the one pulling the kite string. Active and perceptive, she would pull him in when she wanted to, and even smiled triumphantly when she was pushed away after teasing him.
She wanted to see why this person beat her ex-boyfriend on the night of Kim's big show.
The weather was nice today. She leaned against the car door, a pure white Aston Martin behind her. From a distance, she saw a tall man walking out of the building.
He is very tall.
I know he is tall, but he seems especially tall today.
He wore a black leather jacket and long boots, looking sharp and sleek. A pair of sunglasses hung from his high nose, obscuring half his face. His blond hair was loose, and small silver earrings adorned his earlobes.
Jiang Chongyan is the kind of person who would never consciously force himself to wear only flat shoes even though he is already 188cm tall.
He was always free, hating any kind of restraint. Despite his height, he still wore heeled boots, looking over 5'10". His legs were naturally long, and the boots tightly wrapped around his calf muscles. When he walked, he looked both cool and sexy, exuding a surge of hormones.
Xin Tong watched from a distance.
What a lunatic, she thought, going out to walk the dog dressed like that.
Who are you seducing?
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