Looking at Qian Duoduo's downcast and silent gaze, he felt as if he had been punched in the chest, a dull ache in his heart. Factory Director Yang snapped out of his reverie and smiled at Qian Duoduo, saying, "Comrade Qian, do you think our factory could also produce a batch of these men's suits? I think they'd definitely sell well."
Qian Duoduo thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "We can give it a try, but men and women have different body proportions, so the cut of the suit will also be different. Besides, from a business perspective, this kind of fabric is not suitable for making men's suits. It's only possible if you can get the right fabric."
Factory Director Yang nodded repeatedly, “Indeed, men and women are different, but I think this shouldn’t be a problem for you, Comrade Qian.”
Qian Duoduo shook his head and said, "That's just how things are in China now. The styles of suits are all like those in America, so you should be prepared."
After listening, Director Yang nodded thoughtfully. He understood what Qian Duoduo meant; launching a novel suit style in China would not be easy.
A few days later, Factory Director Yang managed to obtain two bolts of fabric from a beautiful country for making men's suits through some channels. He approached Qian Duoduo again, hoping to collaborate with her.
Qian Duoduo looked at the fabric in her hand. It was of excellent quality and felt good to the touch. She mentally gave a thumbs up to Director Yang's connections, but on the surface, she remained calm and said, "Director Yang, this fabric is indeed very good. But to make popular men's suits, we still need to put some effort into the design."
Over the next month, Qian Duoduo devoted all her energy to meticulously designing men's suits. She not only considered fashion elements but also took into account the body characteristics of Chinese people, striving to make the suits both beautiful and comfortable.
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