The two of them went into the store next door hand in hand, and half an hour later, they came out again carrying large and small bags.
After the two left, Fang Qiao waited for more than ten minutes as agreed before leaving the store and returning to the family compound to meet them.
When Fang Qiao returned home, Wang Yun and Qi Miao had already arrived, and Xiao Jing had also returned from the clothing factory.
The clothes that Wang Yun and Qi Miao bought have already been sorted by Xiao Jing and hung up according to the categories of tops, pants, and skirts.
Seeing Fang Qiao enter, Wang Yun quickly reached out to her: "Qiao Qiao, we bought the clothes, come and see."
"Okay." Fang Qiao asked as they walked, "What do you think of her clothes?"
"The style is okay, but the quality is so-so. The price is a bit high; without a discount, it's about the same price as our clothes, but the quality is much worse." Wang Yun was quite restrained in her evaluation.
Qi Miao was much more direct: "Donkey dung balls are shiny on the surface, they're only good for a novelty, not worth it, I won't go again."
Fang Qiao didn't know how to sew before, and she didn't even know how to hold a needle. But in the six months that she and Xiao Jing ran the factory, she has been exposed to the basics of clothing manufacturing and can now handle them without any difficulty.
So you'll understand as soon as you pick it up and take a look.
The fabric was poorly chosen, the workmanship was mediocre, the stitching was poor, the neckline appeared slightly crooked, the overlock was not straight, the fabric edges were prone to fraying, and the loose threads were not trimmed, resulting in numerous and messy pieces.
Fang Qiao picked up several pieces of clothing in a row, and almost every one of them had some kind of problem.
In this situation, either the quality control is lax and the workers cut corners, or the factory relaxes the requirements in order to save costs.
Fang Qiao is only a semi-expert, yet she can see these problems. Xiao Jing, having received professional training at the Textile University, can see even more problems.
Xiaojing: "Her family probably doesn't have a professional designer or pattern maker. The waistline of this dress is too low, which makes the waist look long and makes the wearer look disproportionate. The small size of this shirt has the wrong proportions between the neckline and shoulder line, and the large size has too little allowance under the armpits. A slightly overweight person would definitely feel uncomfortable wearing the large size."
Wang Yun raised her hand: "That's right, the small size fits Miao Miao perfectly under the armpits. I'm ten pounds heavier than her, a size bigger, and this large size feels a bit tight under my armpits."
Qi Miao nodded: "This shirt is a good size for me. The armpits fit well and it's not too tight. It's just that the shoulder line is a bit too far out, making my shoulders look too broad."
"I suspect she copied our design for this one," Xiao Jing suddenly said.
Wang Yun stared wide-eyed in shock: "Really?"
Qi Miao: "No, really??"
Fang Qiao frowned: "Tell me in detail."
"If I'm not mistaken, she copied our polka dot shirt from last year. Our shirt has a double-layered small collar with a V-neck that shows the collarbone. When the movie was showing in Hong Kong before the new year, there was a V-neck shirt with a black and white striped ribbon. At first glance, it looks very similar to our polka dot shirt, except the fabric is different and it has an extra ribbon."
"But the one in our store is a mid-V that shows up to the collarbone, so the neckline to the shoulder line is made wider. In the movie, it's a deep V that shows up two or three centimeters below the collarbone. The neckline is wider, so the distance to the shoulder line is shorter, and it should be made narrower. But she didn't think about it when making the pattern, and the width from the neckline to the shoulder is still the same. When you wear it, the shoulder line is wrong. The straight shoulders become dropped shoulders, which will definitely make your shoulders look wider."
"Small sizes fit well under the armpits, while large sizes pinch the armpits, which is the same principle. Thin people don't have much fat, so clothes won't have too many problems no matter what they're made of. But slightly overweight people will have underarm fat. Also, after Wang Yun gave birth, her bust size is larger than average. In this case, if the pattern maker doesn't use their brain and just proportionally enlarges the size according to the small size, it will definitely not fit properly. Either the shoulders won't fit or the bust size won't fit."
"This one is right. The shoulders fit well, but the bust is too narrow. Adding two centimeters would make it much better."
"What about the others?" Fang Qiao asked.
“This one, this one, and this one… they all resemble our family’s clothes.” Xiaojing pointed to several pieces in a row.
Wang Yun exclaimed in surprise, "So many? You're not seeing things, are you?"
“No,” Xiaojing explained. “She may have made other clothes directly based on the styles in the movie, but these are all designs I made independently. The inspiration came from foreign fashion magazines, and these styles were not available on the market before.”
"Even with that most basic collared shirt, I wouldn't be wrong about her. The shirt in the movie has a single-layered collar with a ribbon. If she wanted to copy the movie, she could have just made it a single layer. Why make it double-layered? It looks awkward. She can't even copy properly."
"Then, what do we do?" Wang Yun murmured.
Fang Qiao remained silent.
The room fell silent immediately.
After a long while, Fang Qiao rubbed her forehead, let out a heavy sigh, and said, "There's nothing we can do. That's just how the market is now. Clothes don't have copyrights. If a style becomes popular, anyone can make it, and nobody cares."
"If you jump out and say that so-and-so copied you, they will turn around and criticize you for being stingy, saying that copying you is because they like you, and imitating you is giving you face. Even if a novice can beat a master, it is still unreasonable."
"So we're just going to ignore it like this? Let her copy whatever she wants?" Wang Yun was very indignant.
"Of course not!" Fang Qiao said firmly, "If we leave them alone, they might think we're afraid of them!"
Xiao Jing looked at Fang Qiao with pleading eyes: "Sister-in-law, what should we do?"
She's good at making clothes, but when faced with something like this, she really doesn't know what to do.
"Let's find out who the real owner is next door," Fang Qiao said. "The place has been open for a week, and apart from the lady who collects the money, all the other employees are newly hired. None of us have ever seen the real owner."
"Isn't that cashier the owner?" Wang Yun asked, puzzled. "She's got a sharp tongue, she never holds back. There was a lady at the front who wanted her to round down the bill, and she immediately called her stingy. Does she dare to be so arrogant and domineering if it's not her own shop? Isn't she afraid the owner will fire her?"
“She’s not the boss,” Fang Qiao said. “Our store’s sales clerks have chatted with the sales clerk next door a few times, and the clerk said that their boss is a young woman, and the older woman who takes the money might be a family member or relative of the boss.”
"They're just using connections, no wonder they dare to be so arrogant and rude to customers." Qi Miao said indignantly, "The clothes are all copied, and they still dare to be so arrogant. Is there no justice in this world?"
Fang Qiao: "Justice will prevail, and retribution will be swift. Perhaps, before we even have a chance to settle accounts with them, their retribution will come."
"Hmm?" Xiaojing asked, puzzled.
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