Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 478 Mother Liu passes on the skills
Can't decide a woman's heart.

In the elevator, Xiang Yang cleared his throat.

Bea Shaffer's eyes were lowered, her black eyelashes lined her cheeks, and she pretended not to hear anything.

Just now, who didn't wait for me to come?

"Hey, this woman is quite difficult to take care of." Xiang Yang muttered in his heart. Speaking of which, Annabelle had the best temperament.

No wonder little John is worried about it.

Two days ago, the head of the HR department of Hermès called to inquire about this matter. Xiangyang rejected the transfer application without even thinking about it.

Someone who wants to pry me away even though we have a good relationship?

I want to eat fart!
When I came to Pierre Hardy, I discussed the design ideas for more than an hour and selected several colors before settling on the final design sketch.

Color matching is not difficult for Xiangyang.

The material of the shoes is the key.

Because this is directly related to the comfort and durability of the shoes.

According to Pierre Hardy's idea, he proposed that the soles of the shoes be made of wear-resistant rubber material or use an overall injection molded structure.

In this way, the shoes are more stable and durable, and can achieve a functional balance.

But these are all theories existing in sketches.

How to ensure that the soles provide sufficient cushioning and support and provide good comfort requires more comprehensive material support from Nike professionals.

When it comes to the shoe's arch support design, he understands it.

It can be specific to the unique cushioning system of Nike soles and the latest air cushion
Industry specializing in surgery.

No matter what he says, he is still making luxury leather shoes.

In this regard, Xiang Yang will certainly not criticize Pierre Hardy harshly.

A mature sports shoe cannot be designed in just two days, even if there is a reference.

Just like the popular Yeezy Boost 350 in later generations.

It is stylish but not suitable for all occasions.

They are purely in the name of sports shoes, but the fact is that they are not even suitable for running scenes.

Because its design is flawed.

It lacks enough support and cushioning, and looks pretty good.

However, Adidas NMD R1 and Nike Air Max 270 React, which look very similar to it, can do what Yeezy cannot.

The former is suitable for light exercise, while the latter relies on Air Max's air cushion technology to be fearless in running and various high-intensity sports.

Of course Xiang Yang wants to do the best as soon as he comes up.

But what specific effects the latest Air Max patented technology can achieve, only Nike's footwear experts can give the answer.

"Shoes like these are so beautiful." Bea Schaffer changed her opinion from the previous days and praised.

Pierre Hardy's eyes lit up.

Regarding the praise from Anna Wintour's daughter, he immediately cheered up and said with a smile: "It is indeed very different from the popular designs on the market, especially the bold attempt in color matching."

After speaking, he glanced at Xiang Yang and continued:
"Xiang, your color design has brought me a lot of inspiration."

"As long as you like it too."

Xiangyang did not take any credit for it, as Hermès’ color database could not be used up.

Glancing at Bea Shaffer who was beside him, he joked: "How about it? Do you have the urge to buy it?"

"If you give it to me, I will gladly accept it." Bea Shaffer smiled.

deliver?
What do you think?
Xiang Yang curled his lips. When did a design director need to flatter his assistant?

If you want to give it as a gift, I will also give it to my wife.

Alas, it's a pity it's too late.

Calculating the time in my mind, even if these shoes were made with existing materials, they would not be able to make it in time for Liu Qianqian's birthday.

Xiangyang clicked his tongue sarcastically.

"Wife, I am not being lazy because of my husband, but for the sake of a better tomorrow for both of us. I am working hard where you can't see it!"

Thinking of those three wedding dresses that were agreed upon but not yet taken out.

Xiang Yang defended himself.

No wonder Liu Qianqian was in a mood with herself.

Birthdays are not big or small. But on such a special day, a woman's heart will inevitably become sensitive.

If there is no indication, then you are seeing a ghost.

After all, there are two little ones around you who remind you all the time: you are a mother, but the wedding has not been held yet.

"Let's go, go back and do other things first." Xiang Yang suddenly stood up.

There is no time to make that complicated and tedious handmade wedding dress.

But it’s still not too late to make a skirt with your own hands.

Separating from Pierre Hardy, Xiang Yang took Bea Shaffer directly to the women's clothing design area of ​​the Hermès building.

Looking at Xiang Yang, he looked happy and carefree.

She had something to say.

But she was a little surprised when she saw Xiang Yang dragging Le Maire, who was busy for fashion week, to select fabrics.

My own Boss, why do I remember that it appears one after another? !
"Why are you dazed? Take these."

Seizing the time to make a dress for Liu Qianqian, Xiangyang searched in his mind for a suitable pattern and the fabric he wanted.

Since it is an emergency, of course you should choose fabrics that you are familiar with.

Fabrics like satin and silk, which require a lot of effort to shape, Xiangyang didn't even look at.

And that kind of cumbersome layered pleated lace is not within the scope of his consideration.

He just wanted to make a simple skirt.

"Why don't you use floral prints?" Flamel suggested as he watched him choose.

"That's a good idea."

"Or chiffon? You seem to like this fabric very much."

"hey-hey."

Chiffon, of course Xiangyang likes this material the most.

Because it can show girliness very well.

The chiffon skirt with floral print also has the function of slimming down, and paired with a deep V design, the person wearing it can look sexy and charming.

Isn't this kind of design suitable for Liu Qianqian now?
"There's something missing."

During the communication, Le Maire pondered Xiangyang's design ideas.

The effect of the skirt is very good, but it is too bright and refreshing, which is not suitable for the current season.

"You can wear it in spring and summer." Xiang Yang said with shame.

He planned to add some lining under the chiffon to keep warm.

Or pair it with a cashmere cardigan.
Anyway, he won't let his wife get cold.

"Add a belt. This can tighten the waistline better and make the whole thing less dull, what do you think." Fumbling with the beard on his chin, Flamel smiled.

Hearing this, Xiang Yang frowned.

If you change the floral printed chiffon fabric into a solid color
Isn’t that what Lao Le is best at!

"Bah, I'm the one making clothes for my wife, not you!" Xiang Yang glanced at his former boss with a groan.

Feeling unhappy.

But what Le Maire said makes sense. "Why are you standing here? Find a belt with a similar color to this fabric."

"Ah I?"

Bea Shaffer was obviously surprised, and then a little unsure, "Is it light blue?"

"It's more white than light blue."

"Oh"

When Bea Shaffer came down, she frowned.

What color is whiter than light blue?

"Wait a minute, call Liu." Seeing that she was about to leave in a daze, Xiang Yang stopped her.

"Uh?"

"Tell her, I'm working overtime today, don't wait for me to have dinner."

Liu Qianqian was speechless listening to Bea Shaffer's message on the phone. She didn't come back for dinner but asked her assistant to call to inform her. What did it mean?
Is it difficult to make a phone call or send a WhatsApp message?
Fortunately, you are still one of the major shareholders of WhatsApp.

"Didn't Yangyang say whether you want to leave dinner for him?" Liu Xiaoli, who was nearby, had no intention of joining in the fun.

She just expressed her concern appropriately, "Call and ask."

"He's not hungry. Mom, you don't have to worry about him."

"I'm not for him." Liu Xiaoli said in a gentle tone: "It's for you. To be a wife, you must act like a wife. You should ask more questions at this time, that's what a wife should do."

Liu Qianqian felt a little sour after hearing this.

As a husband, Xiangyang also had some shortcomings.

Not to mention being a father
Liu Xiaoli smiled and said, "There is a way of getting along with each other in love, and there is also a way of getting along with each other in marriage. Between you and Yangyang, the process is too fast, and there are a lot of things that need to be made up for."

"Make up a lesson?"

Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, why did she still use this word?
Liu Xiaoli shook her head, "Just talk about your father. You have seen everything that happened between me and him. You also know what kind of person your father is. In fact, after so many years, the longer we are separated, the more I realize that , Nothing in marriage is black and white. When we separated, the problem was not all his fault."

"Mom, do you regret it?" Liu Qianxi blinked, her expression showing her panic, "I have no other intention, I just want to learn from my experience."

"Silly boy," Liu Xiaoli frowned, then suddenly smiled, gently pulled Liu Qianxi to sit beside her, and said:
"You are so outstanding, how could your mother regret it?"

"But."

Liu Qianqian met her mother's gaze.

"There will always be many stories happening in life, but just don't let it turn into an accident. Yangyang is very attentive, and you can feel it. As for the things he ignores."

Caressing the back of her daughter's hand with pity, Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips and said, "If I asked you to separate from him, would you be willing?"

"Of course I'm not happy." Liu Qianqian blurted out without thinking.

Liu Xiaoli asked: "Since you know you are unhappy, why are you reluctant to even make a phone call?"

Liu Qianqian nodded. Just as she was about to defend herself, she suddenly raised her eyebrows.

This elbow is too turned out.

She murmured: "I'm your precious son-in-law, don't call me yet."

"Then maybe he is really busy?" Liu Xiaoli comforted her jealous daughter and said with a smile.

"Don't speculate blindly in your heart, and slowly build up the trust between you two with Yangyang. After you have a child, although you have really grown up, the relationship between you two has also changed."

"I feel like he's become childish."

Liu Qianqian almost laughed out loud and said what she had hidden in her heart.

However, the teachings from my mother still had some effect.

In front of her mother, after complaining about Xiang Yang's childish behavior, Liu Qianqian still picked up the mobile phone she threw aside.

"Ah, Liu, wait a moment, I'll call him right away."

Xiang Yang, who was making plates, naturally threw his cell phone to his assistant Bea Shaffer for safekeeping.

"Is he busy?" Liu Qianxi stopped her.

"It's indeed a bit busy." Bea Shaffer said with certainty.

In the office, not only Xiang Yang was alone, but the HYS designer he called from the design department was also joining in the fun.

All along, after confirming the overall elements of HYS, Xiangyang only focused on reviewing the design direction of HYS designers.

Pick out the ones that match his plans for the quarterly products.

The designers who came to HYS have never seen the design director personally pattern a piece of clothing.

Especially a chiffon skirt that has nothing to do with HYS’s sporty elements.

If you don’t take a second look at this time, what if the new series launched next quarter is chiffon?
Xiangyang's boardmaking skills are not at the level of a master.

But exquisite craftsmanship is not something ordinary people have.

With just a scribbled sketch, he was able to cut fabric to just the right size without thinking, which amazed the young designers present.

"How old is Boss?"

"How much effort does it take to master this in school?"

"No wonder. I heard from others that it turns out that Hermès doesn't need to find a patternmaker to make pattern for its women's clothing."

"I asked him why he threw back many of my designs after just one glance?"

"Then just ask him to call me when he's done," Liu Qianqian hesitated and then changed her words amid the whispers on the phone:

"Forget it, Shaffer, remember to let him eat on time."

"Don't worry, Liu." Bea Shaffer smiled, "He already told Bella before he started busy."

"Well, that's fine." Liu Qianqian said softly, knowing that it would be unnecessary.

I just heard my mother reminiscing about the past, saying that when she and her father were together in that era, it was a sweet memory to send each other meals.

It would be better to run to Xiangyang.

There is no need to worry about him being hungry.

"Then is there anything else you need to tell me? Liu."

"No, thank you for your hard work."

Liu Qianqian shook her head, thanked her and hung up the phone. She put down the phone and shrugged, turning her head and saying to Liu Xiaoli:
"I'm just making the call."

"Okay." Liu Xiaoli heard her voice mixed with complaints and unhappiness, like a little girl who had been wronged, so she coaxed:

"Then we'll cook what you like for dinner."

Liu Qianqian raised her head and said angrily: "Then it's best to cook what I like to eat every day."

"Okay, as long as you are happy." Liu Xiaoli gently held her daughter's arm with her hand, "Then I will tell Yang Yang that there is a little greedy cat."

"Mom~" Liu Qianqian said angrily, "Xiang Yang is the one who is greedy."

"Good good."

At this time, a black car was speeding on the road to the suburbs.

Annabelle hummed a little tune. She had long wanted to touch the sports car that Liu Qianqian bought for Xiang Yang.

She felt at ease driving Xiangyang's car.

She paid the speeding fine last time, not to mention driving all the way from the city center to the suburbs just to do errands for Xiangyang.

Glancing at the time, she saw that it was almost dinner time, and Annabelle couldn't help but step on the accelerator further.

"Boss is so serious. He just wants me to deliver cakes home, but he still insists on me bringing food back."

Thinking of the Chinese food she had eaten in the villa, Annabelle subconsciously licked her lips.

To complain is to complain, to be greedy is to be greedy.

"I don't know if I'll have time to finish eating before I go back."

(End of this chapter)