Chapter 812 Women's Money Is Easy to Earn Lin Xiulan's Mother Cheng Mei Successfully Gets a Job.
Moreover, the treatment is so good that it's unimaginable for the two countries.
Originally, I thought it was just a job to earn a little money, but after careful calculation, it turned out to be more than what they made by running a shop.
The showroom is fully equipped, and there are also many fashion magazines and all kinds of fabrics.
Lin Xiulan felt she had come to the right place.
However, the sewing machines here are either foot-operated or fully automatic.
Lu Qingyang only told the public that he had obtained the latest model from abroad through special channels, and that it was of exceptional quality.
The two looked at the novel sewing machines with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation.
Although Cheng Mei is highly skilled, this is the first time she has ever seen such a sewing machine.
In the first few days, Cheng Mei faced the gleaming, fully automatic sewing machine, but the feedback made her feel uncertain.
She was used to controlling the stitch length by subtly varying the pressure of her foot, and used to judging the status by listening to the sound of the machine running.
Now, everything has been simplified to a few buttons, leaving her hands feeling somewhat awkward.
At first, she preferred to complete some complicated procedures by hand rather than touch that "lump of iron".
But the environment here is just too nice.
The bright lights, the abundant fabrics, and the overseas fashion magazines she had only heard about from others before all attracted her like a magnet.
More importantly, the real wages made her feel for the first time that her daughter might have a more stable and promising life with her than running a small tailor shop.
She began trying to get closer to the machine.
First, I watched my daughter operate the machine, and then, when I wasn't looking, I secretly pressed a start button myself. I was startled by the sudden, steady "buzzing" sound, and then I noticed that the stitches were moving quickly and straight.
She felt like she had discovered a new continent, starting with practicing the simplest straight lines and slowly figuring out the functions of those buttons.
Lin Xiulan integrated into the community much faster than her mother.
She found everything here novel, especially the young boss who occasionally appeared.
He came quite often, but every time he appeared, he left a deep impression on me.
Some bosses act aloof or only care about the progress.
He would often come in carrying a few boxes of freshly baked pastries or trendy cream cakes, put them on the worktable, and say with a smile, "Everyone, take a break, have something to eat before you get back to work."
He always spoke in a very gentle tone and would carefully examine the sample garments they made.
On one occasion, he picked up a design sketch drawn by Lin Xiulan. It was a top that combined a Chinese stand-up collar with a Western-style fitted waist, and the lines were still somewhat immature.
"This is a great idea. If we use a softer material instead of the traditional stiff lining here, wouldn't it look lighter and more fashionable? We can also try a different treatment for the cuffs. Don't be afraid to be different. Our Jasmine brand is going to do something that no one else has."
Lin Xiulan never imagined that her ideas would be taken so seriously, and that she would even be encouraged to try them out more boldly.
As Cheng Mei listened, watching the sparkle in her daughter's eyes, and then looking down at the increasingly obedient sewing machine in her hands, the sense of unease and alienation caused by technological change in her heart gradually melted away in this open and encouraging atmosphere.
She even began to feel that, in this place, perhaps her experienced hands could spark the same kind of brilliance as these new machines and ideas.
Lin Xiulan keenly captured the subtle mentality of the young girls on the street who wanted to break free from the constraints of gray and blue, yet dared not be too flamboyant.
So, her design sketches featured clothes like these:
One is a modified "indeed" shirt.
Abandoning the overly stiff silhouette, a softer, more fitted waist design was adopted. The collar is no longer the same old small square collar, but instead borrows the pointed collar from men's shirts, making it look more energetic and neat.
Most importantly, she chose a refreshing color between pale yellow and light green, which made her stand out from the crowd of white and blue shirts.
The other piece is a knee-length coat that draws inspiration from trench coats.
Abandoning the bulkiness of military coats, this garment uses a crisp yet relatively lightweight blended fabric. The shoulder lines are clean and sharp, and the double-breasted design adds a touch of subtle sophistication. The waist tie, when gently tightened, accentuates a woman's upright figure.
The color is a calm and elegant khaki, which not only conforms to current aesthetics but also has a lighter feel than darker colors.
She also ingeniously designed a series of straight-leg pants with subtle variations.
Slightly narrowing the trouser legs makes them appear longer and more slender, while adding very thin, slightly contrasting trim along the side seams, or incorporating subtle slit details at the hem, subtly reveals a carefully crafted sense of style.
When these design drafts were presented to Lu Qingyang, he examined them carefully one by one, his face expressionless, which made Lin Xiulan, who was standing to the side, feel uneasy.
He stopped looking at the sketch of the straight-leg trousers with side seam trim, looked up at Lin Xiulan, and slowly a clear smile appeared on his lips.
He put down the blueprints, his tone clearly approving. "Comrade Lin Xiulan, you've captured the feeling that young people want these days—to change, yet afraid of being too abrupt. These designs of yours are novel, but not excessive; the details show your thoughtfulness. Very good."
He picked up the pattern of the khaki jacket and said to Bao Xiangxiang, who came in after hearing the news, "Xiangxiang, look at this one. It's more smart than the military uniforms that are everywhere now, and more casual than the trench coats of the 800s. It strikes a good balance."
He then pointed to the pale yellow-green shirt, "This color choice is bold and accurate. It looks bright and cheerful. I think we can arrange to make samples of these styles immediately. If the sample effect matches the drawings, we can prepare for mass production."
He looked at Lin Xiulan with complete trust in his eyes: "Go for it. There are several new blended fabrics in the fabric warehouse. You can go and see which one is more suitable. If you need any support, just tell Manager Bao directly."
Lin Xiulan tried her best to remain calm and nodded vigorously: "Okay, Director Lu, I will definitely make sure the sample is done well!"
As she walked out of the office, her steps were swift and confident.
Bao Xiangxiang also admired Lin Xiulan's design, "The clothes designed by this young lady are really good. However, Qingyang, I'm curious, why do you make men's clothing?"
Lu Qingyang scratched his head. It was because he was a man that he understood men's thoughts better. He decided to just make do.
When it comes to clothing, women's money is definitely easier to earn, as they need new clothes every year.
Men's clothing comes in just a few styles over and over again.
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