Chapter 75 Mistress
In the morning, Xu Ningjun went to the garment factory early.
This garment factory is a little different from the common garment factories of this era. There are not many female workers working around the assembly line. Instead, everyone is packing goods and inspecting imports and exports.
The owner of the clothing factory is engaged in foreign trade, importing clothes from abroad and selling them domestically.
Therefore, the style is more fashionable and is very popular among modern girls.
Xu Ningjun had also seen the clothes they sold, which were very similar to the styles that were popular in her previous life, including small skirts and dresses.
ă±—These clothes are particularly eye-catching and beautiful against the backdrop of white, cyan and dark green.
She stepped in and suddenly felt something soft under her feet. She immediately retracted her foot and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I step on you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
The little boy squatted on the ground, his hands under her feet, and there was a clear half shoe print on the back of his hand.
He looked only three or four years old. He didn't cry or shout. Instead, his face had no expression at all, just a wooden look.
The little boy slowly withdrew his hand, and Xu Ningjun saw that a small pink flower had grown out of the crack in the cement floor.
He put his hand under her feet to protect the flower from being stepped on.
Xu Ningjun squatted down and said, "Then I'll say sorry to it. I hope it grows up well."
The little boy had very clear eyes, his hair was neatly trimmed, and he was wearing a white shirt that was not dirty at all.
Her face was a little chubby. He looked at her but still didn't say anything.
"Wang Chuwei, how many times has Mom told me not to play this?"
Xu Ningjun raised his head and saw a woman coming out from inside.
The woman looked to be in her 40s, tall, wearing square silver-rimmed glasses and a pair of black high heels.
Wearing a formal suit and a pencil skirt, she looks very elegant.
Xu Ningjun looked at the woman from bottom to top, was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was very rude.
"Hello, he is your child. I just accidentally stepped on his hand. I'm sorry."
The woman leaned over, grabbed the little boy's hand, looked at it, and hummed, "Go wash it."
The little boy went in to wash his hands by himself. There was no tense atmosphere as Xu Ningjun had imagined, and no one cared at all.
She pursed her lips, thinking that it was time for her to go in.
I made an appointment with the boss's wife to meet at 10:30, but I was already five minutes late.
"Your name is Xu Ningjun, right? A student in the Fashion Department of Capital University?"
Xu Ningjun turned around and asked, "Yes, I am. Who are you?"
The woman smiled and said, "My name is Meng Xin. Your teacher told me that you are very smart and clever. He praised you for a long time. But you forgot to bring your brain with you today?"
Xu Ningjun swallowed awkwardly. Not only did she step on the hand of the boss lady's son, she also failed to recognize the boss lady.
It really got off to a good start and left a good impression on people.
"Come on, I'll show you around. This year, our company hopes to attract some fresh blood, so we're thinking of recruiting graduates from various universities. After all, young people understand what young people like best."
Xu Ningjun nodded, and Meng Xin walked over a box and picked up a red dress that was packed inside.
"Tell me, what kind of shoes should I pair it with? I'm having a headache about this. Could you please help me think of something?"
Red dresses are a very popular color right now. Xu Ningjun pulled out a design sketch from her bag. "It's perfect with these shoes. This dress has a youthful and beautiful style, and the target audience should be between 10 and 30 years old. If I pair it with a pair of high heels, it will look a bit out of place."
Meng Xin picked up a design draft and took a look at it. It was just a pair of ordinary white shoes, somewhat similar to foreign sports shoes.
But it's not that bulky, and the style is simple and neat.
It is a very good idea to match white sneakers with a skirt.
She had never seen this style before. "These shoes are great. Where did you get them?"
"This is my own design. If you like it, you can take it to make a pattern and see if it can match this skirt."
The girl was very generous and open-minded, not hiding anything at all, and was very confident in her designs.
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