Chapter 570 Qin Dazhuang's Tragedy
Jiang Xiaoxiao returned to school.
"Wang Huan, Zhang Xun, I need your help."
Jiang Xiaoxiao felt that her second sister should start making high-end clothing.
It’s not that the second sister is not allowed to do those ordinary things, but the circle that Jiang Xiaoxiao wants to introduce to Jiang Xin is different. She wants the second sister to take the high-end route from the beginning.
In the future, I will further improve my skills.
Different perspectives, different requirements, and different values of self-realization.
The people you come into contact with can also make a big difference.
Those low-end clothes that ordinary people wear can be made by my second sister when she becomes bigger in the future by hiring others to make them.
After all, Jiang Xiaoxiao's vision is for the next few decades. She feels that since she is going to start her own business, she naturally has to consider the future and cannot just limit herself to the present and be a rigid tailor.
In the future, when garment factories go public in large quantities, these small tailors will starve to death. The so-called tailors will either go to the factory assembly line or go the designer and high-end customization route.
Jiang Xiaoxiao gave Jiang Xin a good start in advance.
People like Wang Huan and Zhang Xun belong to a fixed circle.
These people have rich families and high social status, and they are very persistent and strict about their dress.
"Doctor Jiang, you never ask for help from others, but you actually ask us for help. Go ahead, go ahead. Just because you asked today, we must do you any favor you can, even if it's impossible. Otherwise, it would be a waste for us, Doctor Jiang, to ask for help this time."
Wang Huan has always looked like a ruffian.
Zhang Xun was also surprised. "Did you encounter any troubles at home? Doctor Song can't help you solve it? Then I think you should get rid of this Doctor Song. Otherwise, why don't you consider us? We all have good family backgrounds, and we don't care if you are divorced and have children.
Don't worry, we all treat Xiao Tangyuan as our own child, so you decide who you want to choose."
This joke was met with a look of -300 degrees Celsius.
"I'm scared of you, I'm scared of you, Doctor Song, your eyes are like scalpels, every cut is going to cut me into pieces. How dare I snatch her from you! I know it's your wife, but she asked for help, I just feel embarrassed for you."
Behind Zhang Xun's strict attitude is a playful and unruly person.
"Okay, stop joking around. I know we're going to hold the end-of-year school celebration soon. We're going to be juniors this year, and I heard you all say a few days ago that you were going to go out and make clothes, and you had to dress yourself up to look stunning.
My second sister is a tailor, so I want to introduce you to our tailor. This business is lucrative, and I can't say that my second sister's craftsmanship will satisfy you, but you can try making a set of clothes first, and if you think it's okay, you can find my sister. "
Jiang Xiaoxiao began to promote the product vigorously.
Wang Huan rolled his eyes, "Doctor Jiang, you are really good! Okay, okay, for your second sister's sake, I will definitely do it. I just need to make a suit. I'm going to attend the award ceremony. If you make it badly! Humph... Doctor Jiang, you owe me a big favor."
"I know, Doctor Wang. If you do a good job, you will owe me a big favor. You must help promote my sister when the time comes."
Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded and bowed like a lackey.
It attracted a lot of laughter.
So from that day on, after school every day, Jiang Xiaoxiao would bring a large group of people back to her parents' home.
Let Jiang Xin help them measure the size.
Of course, they brought all the fabrics themselves, just like the tailors of today.
In order to expand her second sister's thinking, Jiang Xiaoxiao explained to her some popular clothing styles of later generations.
In this way, my second sister could use it and also drew a simple picture.
For a moment, Jiang Xin was so busy that she was like a spinning top.
After working during the day, she would return home at night and lock herself in the room, where she would cut and make clothes.
These fabrics were all of the finest quality, and Jiang Xin was afraid that she would accidentally destroy them.
Just for Jiang Xiaoxiao and Jiang Yue's sake, she had to help them make the clothes, otherwise she would be sorry for her sisters' hard work in helping her.
Qin Dazhuang has not been having a good time recently. He works in a factory, and many people are paying attention to him because of his divorce.
The little money I earned was all lost in gambling within two days.
After his wife and children left him, the house became a cold and deserted one.
Qin's mother went back to her hometown and said that she had to find him a wife, but she was not at home at all.
Qin Dazhuang didn't go to play cards today, and he owed others three or four hundred yuan, and now he has no money to pay back.
After I go out, I will not be able to face people. Besides, my pocket is cleaner than my face. I don’t have a penny. It’s only the beginning of the month and I already have no money.
When I got home, I looked through the drawer and found only a handful of noodles.
I just cooked it simply and found only a little salt, no other seasoning. I ate the tasteless meal and went straight to bed.
Qin Dazhuang felt desolate in his heart. If it were before, he would have thought it didn’t matter.
Anyway, no one cares about me now, so I can play however I want. But when I am alone and quiet like this, I feel so pitiful.
I remember that I used to dislike my two daughters for being money-losing goods.
But every time his two daughters saw him, they would rush up to him with smiles on their faces, wanting to play with their father.
Jiang Xin would also prepare delicious meals for him when he came home, wash his clothes, and tidy up everything at home.
But when did all these days change?
Now I am living alone.
I have no food to eat, and no wife or children.
He didn't know why he was so addicted to gambling. He was obviously not that kind of person. He used to laugh at people like that, thinking they had no ambitions and had no skills other than playing cards. Moreover, they played so big that they often lost everything they had.
The most shameful person in his eyes.
But in the end, I became this kind of person.
Although I didn't lose everything, I still have no home now. This family is torn apart because of my gambling.
He also thought about quitting. When he swore to divorce, he wanted to quit and wanted Jiang Xin to see a man who had reformed. But for some reason, he couldn't walk when he saw others playing cards.
It was as if his mind was possessed, as if there was a hand tickling his heart, drawing him directly towards it.
Qin Dazhu was lying on the bed, covering his face and crying. Men shouldn't cry, and shouldn't shed tears even if they are bleeding, but he really felt too sad and upset.
He once had a happy family like a man, a gentle and lovely wife, and innocent and happy children, but now, he has nothing.
Apart from the debts, apart from this cold home, apart from being laughed at and ridiculed by others, no one looked up to him.
Qin Dazhuang thought, what's the point of living?
(End of this chapter)
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