Section 28 The preliminary test (2

Ai Fei knew Chanel's fame and what it means to meet her here. The so-called good steel should be used on the blade. When will it be displayed if you don't show it? You are not polite at the moment, and came to Grace and stretched out your hand to her: "Ms. Kelly, is that okay?"

Grace nodded and stood up with his hands: "…………”

Ai Fei was embarrassed to direct her like the female models, so he had to circle around her, then stood back in front of her, and thought about it for a while: "Thank you, Ms. Kelly, that's OK."

"That's all right?" Everyone felt a little disbelief: Why is it so fast?

Ai Fei picked up a piece of paper and a pen from Wallace's desk, bent down in front of everyone, and while talking, he moved quickly on his hands: "Ms. Kelly's body shape is relatively ordinary among Americans. Of course, I mean the height factor. In terms of design, we must consider the occasions she may attend, in order to achieve the purpose of making others' eyes notice her existence as soon as possible. Therefore, I will consider using a champagne golden silk satin evening dress with a retro ornate design, which can perfectly convey the cold and noble classical style on her body."

"...If I could choose, I would consider not wearing too many ornaments. A pearl necklace is enough to show her temperament." I took the drawn drawing and looked at it first: "I'm sorry, I don't have a suitable colored pen in my hand, so I can only have an approximate idea."

Chanel took his drawing and twitched his mouth: "Grace, how much do you think we should pay our Japanese friends about the design fee?"

Grace sat very close to her and leaned over. She glanced at her, and a smile like spring water flashed in her green eyes, but she flashed away: "Um..."

Coco circulated the design drawings to everyone. After a while, aside from Wallace, all the experts saw the excellence: the sketches are few, but the lines are very clear, and a long skirt that drags the ground shows the advantages of the Greek tailoring with complexity. Every wrinkle and every line seem to be radiating nobility and pride! No wonder this guy had to come to see Chanel in person. His design does have unique features. Not to mention anything else, but the speed and agility obtained by years of design are not something that ordinary people can do!

After taking everyone's expressions into his eyes, Chanel thought: "Mr. Ike?"

“Yes, ma’am.”

"I am grateful that you have dedicated this unique design to us in such a short time. In addition to women's clothing, what about men's clothing? It seems that you have more unique features in men's clothing design?"

Ai Fei raised his lips proudly: "I can't hide it from you, Chanel, lady. I always think that in today's era, men's clothing can make me feel more exciting and enthusiastic than women's clothing!"

"Huh?" This is the second argument that makes everyone feel novel. The so-called fashion has always been around women's clothing. The design of men's clothing is tortuous and tweaked. How could he say that men's clothing is more exciting than women's clothing?

"There are many changes in the design of men's clothing today, and it is nothing more than continuous changes in fabrics. In fact, some home-style clothing can be completely aligned with women's clothing. What I mean is not to follow the complexity of women's clothing, but the opposite, simpler, more primitive, and more natural way. Striped elastic cotton, oily cloth, cotton rabbit fur, colored yarn, wool, bright silk, grinding cloth, gold wire cloth and other materials are matched with stripes, printed on the lattice, and the style emphasizes simple and capable appearance and smooth lines to create a modern urban image with the spirit of the times."

“…………”

Ai Fei didn't notice the surprised look of others at all, and said to himself: "...The details are made of wide belts, line-ups, knitted and mesh cloth or woven fabrics. The colors are stable, contrasting black, white, dark red, and medium gray; the fabric is made of steel tweed with black and white mixed color effects, floor grids, and a crisp and delicate draping polyester fabric, lace, mesh, denim, flocked knitted fabrics... Well, why do you all look at me like this?"

"Mr. Ike, do you always ignore the surrounding environment when talking about topics you are interested in?" Vince's words attracted a smile from everyone.

Chanel slowly stood up and stretched out his hand to Ai Fei: "Mr. Ike, I am very happy to see you, and I am grateful for your views on the direction of clothing to express your views to us. Although these views may not be what I agree with, I must admit that they will be very helpful to my future work."

"My honor. Ms. Chanel."

"So... Grace, my dear, let's go?"

Looking at a group of people walking out of the office surrounded by Chanel, Ai Fei was really confused: "Tom, what does this mean?"

Wallace curled his lips: "Ike, if you really got the invitation from Chanel, would you accept it?"

"I think I will." Ai Fei nodded immediately: "After all, I still don't have the ability to start my own business now. Didn't I tell you when I came here just now?"

"Then, just wait to sign a work contract with the other party."

Chanel and his group walked out of the Rockefeller Center building and got into the car: "Mr. Vince?"

“Yes, ma’am.”

"You think...oh, thank you." She lit a cigarette with the lighter handed over by Vince, and took a sip: "What do you think of Mr. Ike's philosophy?"

"If I were to choose, I would give him a chance. What I mean is that through his words, he can only feel that his design is very different from that of you and the people nowadays. This difference is reflected in the design of clothing, and how many people are willing to accept it after it is launched is not something we can master."

"I agree with you." Chanel nodded, holding his mouthpiece with his fingers, but never gave it to his mouth: "Many of Mr. Ike's theories are very novel and may be a little unacceptable at the beginning, but... Mr. Vince, can you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, ma'am, I can see."

"Maybe I don't want to agree with this view in my heart. Is it an Asian person?" She shook her head a little annoyed: "Contact Mr. Ike and listen to what specific conditions he has for signing a contract. If possible, sign with him, give him a chance to show it as quickly as possible, and also test whether his theory can achieve the effect he mentioned in such an era."

“Yes, ma’am.”

So in this way, Ai Fei became a member of the American branch of Chanel brand. According to the conditions offered by Chanel Company, the weekly salary is US$340, which does not include the income he obtained after designing a set of clothing and was recognized by the company's internal committee and launched the market - among all the wages he may get, this part is the real big deal - according to the contract, he can obtain a share of 0.9‰ of the total profit.

Ai Fei was enthusiastically thinking that the United States came to open up his second spring in his career. Who knew that he would fall into the field of working for others? Imagination and reality always had such a big distance! He was whispering in his heart, and the pen in his hand signed his name on the contract text. The only thing that is thankful is that the contract signed by Chanel and him was only a one-year contract. Maybe the other party didn't believe in him very much, right? Moreover, in such a contract, there was no detailed description in the regulations on how much economic losses he would have to bear if he proposed to terminate the contract in advance? Ai Fei was secretly happy: He was not prepared to work for others for a long time, and the design text of his studio was always in his mind.

Not bad, Chanel provided him with a good salary and a normal workplace, and his task was very simple, which was to integrate into the company's working atmosphere as quickly as possible, and then design clothing styles that could be approved by the committee, launch the market, and make money for the company - Americans have no favors to talk about in this regard.

The pen in his hand was rotating flexibly, and Ai Fei looked at the coffee cup in front of him and was stunned: he had been working in Chanel for 3 days. During this period, he had always wanted to put the idea of ​​clothing, especially male clothing, into writing, and what kind of work inspiration do American designers from the East have? However, I thought about it this way, but it was difficult to do it!

He didn't know what was going on with him. Every time he wanted to create, he always felt that something was missing? He seemed to be unable to concentrate - he always felt that there were many people behind him talking about him, but every time he looked back, his colleagues were busy doing their own work. No one looked too curious about his existence: What's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly become suspicious?

There are not many people who are dedicated to fashion design in Chanel. Even Ai Fei has only 5 people in total. Of course, he is the only one yellow face. For such an Asian man who appears out of thin air, white colleagues are both curious and disgusted: of course they are not disgusted with Ai Fei, but the Japanese nation represented by him!

However, these guys who regard themselves as noble gentlemen did not do anything, but were isolated. He was working for three consecutive days, and he could count what he said to his colleagues with one hand! Even when Mr. Vince introduced him in public, these people just nodded randomly and immediately went to their own business. Mr. Vince felt a little embarrassed. Ai Fei didn't think anything about this. He knew that he would not work here for a long time. Since others were unwilling to pay attention to him, don't force him!

Amidst the random thoughts, a figure appeared at his desk: "Mr. Ike...Mr.?"

"Ah, yes. Miss Doroth." Ai Fei stood up. This is Miss Doroth who is responsible for contacting the rear production department for each designer in the company. In addition to contacting the production department, her work tasks are to help designers deal with some work chores, such as buying lunch, making coffee, sorting out unnecessary garbage, and communicating and mailing messages to the designer, which is equivalent to the nature of a handyman: "Is there anything?"

"Yes." Dorothy is a typical American girl with a plump figure and a beautiful and delicious look. According to those designers, their personal life is not very concise. However, in Ai Fei's opinion, she is a pretty likable girl: "Mr. Vince wants to see you. If it's convenient for you..."

"Ah, yes, I'll go right away." Thanks Dorothy and sorted out the documents on his desk. He came to Mr. Vince's office upstairs. After the secretary's wife's notice, he pushed the door and walked in: "Mr. Vince? Are you going to see me?"

"Ah yes, Mr. Ike, please sit down." Vince waved his hand and signaled him to sit down and wait for a while. He explained a few words to the person on the phone, and sat over: "Mr. Ike, do you think you are satisfied with your job at Chanel?"

Ai Fei smiled faintly: "There is nothing to complain to you."

“Even Will’s policy on your isolation? Isn’t it worth complaining to me, an old man?”

"………………” Ai Fei was stunned and then smiled bitterly: "Mr. Vince, I don't think this is something that needs to be complained to you. After all, if it were me, when facing a colleague from a different race, he might feel that it was not necessary to date him. Especially after this nation did such a thing a year ago."

Vince nodded, took the red wine at the table and poured himself a glass of it: "Come on some?"

"No, thank you, no need. I don't drink when I work."

"Good habit, keep it!" Vince said in agreement, but raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth: "Mr. Ike, many of us know that you launched a series of women's clothing designs last time, on Valentine's Day evening. For these designs, I mean, what are you going to do next?"

"I? I haven't thought about it yet. Maybe when the time is right, I will consider selling my designs at a more appropriate price."

"Haha... the right price?" Vince seemed to find this answer ridiculous: "So, in your mind, what price is more suitable? I know, it seems that there is a design like this?"

"Yes, women's clothing is a piece, men's clothing... it's 14 pieces." A thought flashed through Ai Fei's mind: Vince doesn't want to buy these designs of his own, right? He thought in his mind and pondered for a while: "If you want to sell, each design cannot be less than 800 US dollars."

"…!" Vince whistled: "800 US dollars! Haha, you really have strong self-confidence in your design!"

Ai Fei probably guessed his purpose, sneered in his heart, but kept a calm face: "Yes. I also feel that few people may be willing to spend money to buy it at such a price, so I have never considered selling them."

"Well, I get it." Vince suddenly came to his senses: "How is the design done in the company? Will the different working environment affect your thinking and inspiration?"

"No. I feel good. And working with other colleagues is also very good for stimulating my inspiration outbursts."

"So, all I can do is wait for your new work to come out?"

Ai Fei smiled and bowed: "If there was nothing else, I think I should take it off."

"goodbye."

"goodbye."

Walking out of Mr. Vince's office, Ai Fei smiled happily: If he could recover his initial investment as he said, he would have recovered? I just don't know if he did this to be recognized by Ms. Chanel?

Lunch at noon every day is solved by the company: the company has this part of the expenses, and each employee has a meal fee of US$3 a day, which is considered a benefit, right? More people will choose to buy sandwiches directly - a black guy pushed a cart to the office area to sell them, and sandwiches of various colors and varieties are made on-site according to the customer's requirements.

Ai Fei ordered a turkey sandwich, a taco, and a cup of coffee. After paying the bill, he sat back at his desk and poured a cup of coffee to drink. The office area was usually relatively calm, and when it was lunch time, it became a vegetable market. The girls who didn't know where they came out were chattering and laughed warmly from time to time.

After simply using lunch and spreading paper and drawing boards on his own table, Ai Fei started to create again: as he said, men's clothing has certain limitations in style compared to women's clothing, but this negative impact that everyone knows is the best way to test a designer's skills. Thinking in my mind, the pencil moves back and forth on the material paper, and in a short while, a standard men's clothing sketch appears.

Whether Ai Fei was painting in Japan or designing fashion after he arrived in the United States, he always had a habit at work, which was to pursue the feeling of being done in one go, and then put the design up and wait a few days before taking it out and browsing the graphics and designs above carefully. In his opinion, the explosion of inspiration takes time to test. The best tester is the author himself! If the work he liked very much at the time still felt like it when he looked at it a few days later, it means it was successful. Otherwise, it would be deleted or modified immediately. If this happens several times, a picture that meets the requirements can officially become his own work. This time is no exception.

Put the drawing in front of you and look carefully for a while. The lines of clothing drawn with ordinary pencils are smooth and even, and a casual and elegant taste is vividly displayed on the paper. The delicate texture and simple streamline of the pencil's pen tip all show the comfortable, drag-and-dragged and free-spirited characteristics. The seemingly unintentional cutting vaguely reveals the beauty and strength of the human body, completely abandoning the boredom of the body suit, making people shine.

"It seems to be a very good design!" The sudden sound around him scared Ai Fei. He turned around and found that he was a colleague of his name, Daniel Roche, holding a cigarette in his hand. Through the stormy smoke, his blue eyes stared at his drawing board without blinking. His expression seemed to be surprised and China was a little jealous.

"Ah, Daniel, hello."

"Um..." Daniel nodded in a big way, and without asking for his opinion, he took his drawing board directly, raised it in front of him and looked at it seriously: "Well... Mr. Ike, right?"

Ai Fei was so angry! You didn't even know what I called me and took my things? But he still kept his usual smile on his face: "Yes."

"Can you explain to me why you need to deliberately shrink in the waist design? Is this kind of waist design necessary in men's clothing?"

"I personally believe that design is a way to express one's feelings and emotions, the best explanation of the pursuit of supreme beauty, and a challenge to comfort and luxury, reality and ideals. It expresses a lifestyle, a symbol of unrestrainedness and vitality, and interprets the gorgeousness, sexy, tranquility and creativity of men and women to the extreme. I think it is an acceptable adventure to add a little bit of female clothing to the design of men's clothing."

"Haha..." Daniel smiled silently and handed the drawing back to him: "Is this the design concept from the Japanese? Haha! Add some design factors for women's clothing to the men's clothing design? Haha!"
Chapter completed!