Who said strong women can't be sweet girls

Chapter 2

"I still have to wait until the order? What if the customer's order quantity is affected because the samples are not good?" Emma has a bad temper, and the interview channel has always been in her hands. Jane's explanation is tantamount to seriousness in her ears. complaint.

Usually, the two bosses and the design team work together, and they don’t get angry easily. In recent years, the industry’s market has had a relatively large impact, which has a great impact on the company’s business. Even in a relatively small quarter like Spring and Autumn, the bosses are very cautious. , let alone winter and summer.

"City group, come out." Jane knew that there was nothing she could do, and Emma's statement was not unreasonable. As long as the new product show has not left, and it is not time to order, it is the time to make amends.

Only seeing Yanxuan stepping out on those fluffy shoes, Kunqiao vaguely remembered that Yanxuan said the night before yesterday that he had a small shirt whose fabric was not good. From this point of view, it should be her style.

"Yanxuan, let's see if this style can be changed again, and try not to let the characteristics of the fabric affect the shape." With the boss present, they didn't directly target the designer, and Jane couldn't reprimand Yanxuan alone.

Yan Xuan didn't speak, just picked up the sample clothes on the table next to him, looked at it again and again, frowning.

The two bosses are still taking inventory. The consultants from the brokerage company will come tomorrow, and the models will start fitting rehearsals. Even if there is a solution now, the time left is too limited.

Seeing Yanxuan's appearance of crying, Kunqiao couldn't bear it. Although she had only been here for more than a month, Yanxuan and her still hit it off quite well, but the problems at work must be encountered from time to time. Consolation is really useless.

After the meeting, it was only after five o'clock in the morning. Some of them were going to sleep and some were going to get some delicious food to deal with the battle of the next day.

Kun Qiao only felt that his head was groggy, which was no longer the level that the ice American style could save, so he was going to go back and squint for a while, but he had to remove his makeup again, and he had to put it back on after he slept for a long time. He only felt that his skin was not as valuable as the soles of his shoes .

As soon as the door was opened, there was a strong smell of smoke coming from the balcony, and the cold winter wind always tried its best to blow all corners.

She held her nose and opened the remaining windows, and there were already many cigarette butts in the gorgeous ashtray on the balcony.

"Drink some, or your throat will hurt." Kunqiao poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Yanxuan who was leaning on the railing with his head hanging.

"I've tried my best, and I'm just waiting for a big hit this time. Everyone knows that the basic model is the easiest to make a hit." She drank her water glass in one gulp.

"Well, this is an opportunity." Kun Qiao said softly.

"I also think this is an opportunity, so I put a lot of thought into that little shirt, which is high-end, simple, and even practical. I have integrated these opposing characteristics." Yan Xuan's voice was a little choked.

"At this point, the physical and chemical testing laboratory should not be working." Looking at the girl crying in the cold wind on the balcony, she still didn't want to stand by and watch.

Hearing Kun Qiao's words, Yanxuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had grabbed a vine before falling off the cliff, although Kun Qiao only thought it was a straw.

"I know how to get in, let's go!" Yan Xuan hurriedly changed the slippers.

Wrapped in coats, the two walked briskly along the way, like the female spies in the dramas of the Republic of China, and they looked like Gone with the Wind.

"Sure enough, there is no one, and the door is closed." Kun Qiao touched both the elevator entrance and the corridor entrance, locked tightly, too impulsive, like a mindless idol drama.

Although the gate guard is on duty 24 hours a day, he does not have the key to the building.

"Huh? I seem to have heard yesterday that during the preparations for the release of new products, the production department will temporarily have a spare key, which seems to be with the production manager." Yan Xuan seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Then the production manager also lives in the park?" Kun Qiao said softly. He hasn't been here for a long time, and he hasn't been formally familiarized with the production department yet.

"Yeah, let me make a call and ask." After finishing speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and searched on the company's office platform, but the doctor's scream made Kunqiao terrified.

"What?" He asked instinctively, but he still didn't come out of the fear just now.

"The phone is out of battery. I just pressed the call button." Under the streetlight, Yan Xuan's expression was very grim, or pitiful.

"What's your name?" Kun Qiao opened the address book on the office platform.

"I forgot too. Are you looking for the organizational structure?" Yanxuan put his chin on Kunqiao's shoulder, his hands tucked into his sleeves, and he was stomping his feet in the cold.

"Hello? Hello?... It's connected, why is no one talking." Kun Qiao looked at the phone screen to make sure the call was connected, and then put the phone receiver to his ear.

"Hello? Hello." A vague voice came from the phone. It sounded like being woken up in a deep sleep. Laziness and exhaustion filled the entire earpiece, and the original voice could not be heard.

"Hello, is this Manager Qi from the production department? I'm from the design department. I want to use the physical and chemical laboratory, but the door is not open yet."

"Okay, where are you, I'll send it over here."

"No need to deliver..." Hearing the beep on the phone, Kun Qiao realized that the other party had hung up the phone.

"Send me your location." A message popped up from the dialog box.

Kun Qiao looked at it, feeling that she still couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, so she couldn't confirm which door they were at.

So he obediently handed the phone to Yanxuan and watched her input the coordinates of the park where they were standing now.

"The manager is pretty easy to talk to. I also said I'll get it and just wait downstairs. After all, it's such a cold day..."

"Haha, you are wrong, you are not a rookie in the workplace, don't you know that departments despise the chain, brand clothing companies, the top of the food chain is the designer, then marketing, then fabric development, and then human resources, Finances, etc., production is at the bottom of the list. You said that designers use the offices they produce, and they don't have the honor of flourishing?" Yan Xuan smiled, putting his hands firmly in his coat pockets, The feet were still stomping.

"Physical and chemical testing should belong to the quality department..." Kun Qiao muttered softly. Although the statement was a bit exaggerated, it was also the truth. Invisibly, the levels of each department have been divided, and even the administration The canteens of the office building and the production office building are separate.

In about 3 minutes, I saw a tall person appearing under the street light, probably because he was really tall, even if he didn't run, he walked very fast.

(End of this chapter)