MEmu

Chapter 161 Commercial Empire ([-])

Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru glanced at each other, then followed Elder Zuo and walked in.

Once inside, the first thing that catches the eye is bundles of fabrics of various colors hanging on the poles. In the center of the room, there is an old-fashioned sewing machine, and a table next to it. On the table are soft rulers, scissors and other tools.

The whole house is spotless, and a white light bulb hangs on the roof, illuminating the whole house transparently.

Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru looked at it carefully for a while, and they couldn't help but nodded.

Shen Mengru was even more admiring and said: "As expected of a character like Taishan Beidou, the layout here is very professional!"

Old Zuo walked in front, and when he heard Shen Mengru's words, he smiled slightly, turned around and said, "If you can't even meet such a low standard, then what you make will not be a good thing!"

Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru glanced at each other.

Zuo Lao went straight to the table and sat down, picked up a pencil and started drawing, and said to the two of them: "You find a place to sit, I'm going to start working, don't touch my things here!"

Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru nodded.

Although Zuo Lao is a bit old, his hands are very flexible, and a sketch was quickly drawn by him.

Shen Mengru has been staring at Lao Zuo's movements intently, as if she wanted to write down all her movements. Seeing this, Lao Zuo smiled, "Little girl, this old man has decades of skill. Just take a look, is it done?"

Shen Mengru's mind was broken by Zuo Lao, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but she still thought of a lot of inspiration from Zuo Lao's design.

Jiang Yi has been pondering, his gaze has been scanning the room, he can't help being a little excited when he looks at everything here.

These things are the inheritance of our Chinese nation for many years!A simple set of clothes contains an unknown amount of our nation's culture.What belongs to the nation is what belongs to the world. Looking at all this before him, Jiang Yi became more convinced of his inner thoughts.

He suddenly shifted his gaze to Elder Zuo, and said sincerely: "Old Zuo, in your lifetime, don't you want to see the fashion brands of our Chinese nation become popular all over the world?"

Hearing this, the movements of Old Zuo's hands stopped immediately, he put down the things in his hands, took off a pair of reading glasses on his face, and looked at Jiang Yi.

There was a somewhat complicated look in his eyes, but he didn't speak, instead he sighed in a low voice.

Jiang Yi was anxious, and said: "Old Zuo, cooperate with us! We have huge funds and enough talents. As long as you join us, I believe that a fashion brand belonging to our Chinese nation will be born soon. !"

Elder Zuo shook his head, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he glanced at Jiang Yi, "Young man, your ambition is commendable, but do you know how difficult it is to create a fashion brand?"

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment and didn't speak.

Elder Zuo's eyes showed a bit of light, he glanced at Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru, and said lightly: "Italian prada1913 was founded in Milan, and it has been hundreds of years. And lv, which was born in Paris, France, was founded in 1854. It is more than 100 years from now! Chanel was born in 1910, and it is more than 100 years ago!"

As he said that, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and glanced at Jiang Yi, "Now, you know how difficult it is to build a world-renowned fashion brand!"

Jiang Yi had nothing to say for a while.

Shen Mengru said: "Old Zuo, you are right, but if each of us thinks this way, then our Chinese nation will never have our own fashion brand!"

Elder Zuo glanced at her, and he smiled faintly, "You're right!"

As he said that, he shifted his gaze to Jiang Yi, "Young man, I appreciate your ambition very much, but the old man is getting older, and at my age, I have taken a lot of things lightly!"

As he spoke, he smiled, "I believe that our Chinese nation will also have its own fashion brand. It's just a matter of time, maybe ten years, maybe 50 years, or maybe 100 years!"

He glanced at the two of them, "But my wish now, I just want it to be simpler! Make clothes for customers every day, earn a little money, drink tea and listen to music, and spend thousands of years in peace! I'm tired and don't want to bother anymore. I can't move anymore!"

As he spoke, he sighed in a low voice, turned around, put on his reading glasses slowly, and started working again.

Seeing this situation, Shen Mengru looked at Jiang Yi helplessly, which clearly meant that, you see, I have tried my best!
Jiang Yi glanced at her, and he was also helpless.

Since people don't want to join, you can't force it yourself. In cooperation, what matters is your love and my willingness. If you force it, it will be meaningless.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi felt regretful, but he had no choice but to sit on the chair next to him, feeling a little bored and dazed.

But at this moment, through the glass window of this workshop, Jiang Yi's eyes happened to see a yellow Lamborghini flashing by on the street.

The sound of the roaring engine disappeared soon, Jiang Yi frowned slightly, because listening to the sound, the Lamborghini was parked under Zuo Lao's shop.

"Could it be another customer from Mr. Zuo?"

Jiang Yi didn't think much about it, but after a while, a person walked in from the outside.

This man is in his 30s, with a very trendy hairstyle, and his outfit is more conspicuous.

Tight leather pants, a racing jacket, and a professional racing helmet. The moment he entered, Jiang Yi recognized that this guy was a professional racing driver.

He walked in with a carefree look.

But when he came in and took a look, he found that there were outsiders here. He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, "Old man, are there any guests here?"

Only then did Old Zuo look back, and when he saw that person, he frowned slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face, "You boy, you still remember me as an old man!"

As he said that, he glanced at Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru who looked puzzled, he smiled, pointed at the man and introduced: "His son, Zuo Fei!"

Only then did Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru realize that, too, ordinary people would not casually walk into Elder Zuo's workshop.

Zuo Fei glanced at Jiang Yi and Shen Mengru, he nodded and smiled, "Hello!"

When he saw Shen Mengru, his eyes lit up, and he walked over a few steps, "Wow, beauty! Can you leave a contact information?"

Shen Mengru was taken aback, looked at Zuo Fei a few times, she looked at Jiang Yi a few more times, and suddenly laughed, she didn't answer this question, but asked instead: "Are you a race car driver?"

Obviously, when talking about this matter, Zuo Fei got excited.

(End of this chapter)