Chapter 478 New Fashion Designer
The next day, Marco called Su Jiaojiao and asked him when he would go to work.
Su Jiaojiao was speechless. It turned out that he was bluffing for a long time last night and was willing to work for her. If it wasn't for Yu Tian's recommendation, she would have refused directly.
After thinking it over, Su Jiaojiao decided to give it a try: "You can come to work anytime. I'm in Wudaokou now. Come over and familiarize yourself with the environment here, and then we can discuss future design ideas."
"Okay, I'll go there now." Marco agreed readily and rode his motorcycle to Wudaokou.
Last night he clearly felt Su Jiaojiao's doubts about him. He thought about it all night and decided to make her realize her own value again. When it comes to fashion design, he is the professional.
When Ding Linyu heard that Su Jiaojiao had hired a fashion designer, she was puzzled: "We've been designing our own designs for years, and they've sold pretty well. Why do we still need to hire a fashion designer?"
In her eyes, Su Jiaojiao is a very good clothing designer. Every style they make sells very well. Jeans, baseball jackets and floral shirts have become the signature products of their store.
Even many retailers came to her because of her reputation, so she felt there was no need to spend money on designers anymore.
"After all, we are not professionals. If we want long-term development, professional matters must be left to professionals. Especially now that we have our own new factory, we should focus on innovation to maintain the vitality of the company." Su Jiaojiao is not satisfied with the current achievements. Not to mention the factory, even these two stores cannot be supported by just a few classic old models.
For people in the clothing industry, not innovating means standing still, and standing still means being eliminated by the market.
At least two or three or even more new products must be launched every month to ensure market demand and maintain store traffic.
It’s definitely not okay to have only a few models over and over again.
Although she was skeptical about Marco, there was no more suitable candidate at the moment, so she might as well spend some money to support him. At worst, she could buy out the styles of A-line Korean tops in his portfolio.
Ding Linyu thought so too and was very much looking forward to the new fashion designer. She even asked Su Jiaojiao, "What's his name?"
"Marco."
"Oh, Marco Polo, Marco Polo." Ding Linyu muttered to herself.
Marco arrived soon.
Ding Linyu felt like he was about to be blinded by the bright lights. He was wearing a yellow coat and sunglasses. When he saw the two of them, he whistled, "Boss Su, is this our store?"
"Yes, and the one across from her is also here." Su Jiaojiao pointed at the person across from her and introduced them to the two. "This is Ding Linyu, our finance manager, temporarily working in sales here. This is Marco Bo, our fashion designer."
Ding Linyu almost burst out laughing when she heard his voice, but she still greeted him generously: "Hello, welcome to join us."
Marco took off his sunglasses and came forward to look at her: "Hello, I'm new here, please take care of me."
"Mr. Ma, first take a look at our company's existing styles. I told you about the best-selling items last night. If you want sales figures for other styles, Ding Linyu has detailed records." Su Jiaojiao pointed to the merchandise hanging on the wall of the shop. "Almost everything we've sold in the past few years is here."
"It's too mixed, lacking any personality at all." Marco Bo glanced at it and said seriously to Su Jiaojiao, "Boss Su, I know what you mean. You're constantly catering to the market to cash in, but my philosophy is to express our brand's value positioning through design, so that consumers can recognize Jiuzhou Millennium products at a glance among many other brands. I need to find this inspiration before I can create."
Ding Linyu was confused and thought to herself, what kind of person was hired?
"I believe in your professional ability, your understanding of the brand, and I support your creative ideas. But I also hope you can understand our current situation. We need new styles to support the company's operations and daily expenses." Su Jiaojiao knew that people like Marcobo, who had plenty of money, couldn't understand the cruelty of market competition and survival. "Because the company's development requires not only poetry and distant prospects, but also the immediate survival."
She admitted that Marco had a longer-term vision than she did.
But right now, she needs someone to help her design some down-to-earth styles to keep the new factory running.
She couldn't keep making disposable aprons.
As for the brand positioning, she has been considering it, but she believes that only when daily operations are met can the company's style be deeply cultivated and the brand's value appeal be refined.
"Mr. Su, these are all your business. I only have inspiration from poetry and distant places, and I can't design a mediocre life in front of me." Marco shrugged and turned away.
"Wait." Su Jiaojiao stopped him, "If you don't have any inspiration, I'll temporarily select those A-line Korean styles from your portfolio for production. I'll let you know when the samples are ready."
"Whatever!" Marcobo walked away without looking back. "My portfolio was left at Yu Tian's place last night. Go get it yourself."
"Jiaojiao, this Mabolo, Marcopo, can't be used." Ding Linyu was anxious. "Look at him, what's his attitude!"
"Forget it, let him be!" Su Jiaojiao felt that it was not a waste of money for her to spend, so she could just think of it as buying out the copyrights of his Korean designs.
Just as he finished speaking, Marcopo suddenly came back. He came back to get the motorcycle keys and casually said to Su Jiaojiao, "If you go to Yu Tian to get the portfolio now, I'll go with you. I just happen to have something to tell Yu Tian."
"Then let's go together!" Su Jiaojiao agreed happily.
Marco asked Su Jiaojiao to ride on his motorcycle, but Su Jiaojiao refused and invited Marco to ride on her motorcycle, saying that the motorcycle was too cold and she didn't want to ride it.
Neither of them could convince the other. Su Jiaojiao drove the car and Marcobo rode his motorcycle. Marcobo was a very skilled driver. He weaved in and out of traffic, constantly overtaking, and soon left Su Jiaojiao behind and disappeared.
Su Jiaojiao didn't care. He just went on his way. Fortunately, she didn't ride his motorcycle. It was too fierce and scary.
When she arrived at Yu Tian's hot pot restaurant, Marco Bo was already sitting in the lobby drinking tea. Seeing Su Jiaojiao come in, he grinned and said, "Boss Su, I got here ten minutes earlier than you. You're not very efficient!"
"What I want is stability and comfort, not overtaking all the time." Su Jiaojiao also sat down to drink tea. Yu Tian smiled, "When did you two become so in sync?"
"It turns out that overtaking on a curve can reveal more details." Marco Bo shook his hair and said meaningfully, "For example, there's a pervert following you. I guess you didn't notice it?"
"Is this true?" Yu Tian glanced out the window. A black jeep just happened to drive by slowly. The car looked familiar to her, and she asked Su Jiaojiao hesitantly, "Jiaojiao, look quickly, is that Mr. Lu's car? Hey, why is he gone?"
"Maybe he's on his way!" Su Jiaojiao had already discovered it, but she didn't expect that he would follow her here. How boring!
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