After dinner, Ai Fei and Yumiya Jingzi returned home and hung his suit as usual. Yumiya walked to Ai Fei who was reading a book in the living room like an angry young wife, and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry! Mr. President... Because of my mistakes, it has added too much trouble to you. Please forgive me for my rashness!"

Ai Fei scratched his palm with his thumb, feeling itchy: "This is not your rashness, I... Yugong?"

"Hi!"

"You sit down first, I have a few words to say to you."

“Hi!

"Aiguchi, you... do you really think that such a life is something you are willing to live? It's not about the busy state of work, but about this kind of family and children who have given up on Japan and stayed in the United States alone. In addition to being my secretary, I also have to take care of my life? Don't get me wrong. I definitely don't mean to get tired of you. On the contrary, I think with you by my side, I have almost no worries about doing things. Of course, if you can talk to others fluently in English, it would be better if I need my translation less!"

Yumiya was amused by his words and smiled: "Hi! I will definitely master English in the shortest time."

"Well, I didn't finish my words just now. You are very good at helping with life at work and take care of me very carefully. It can even be said that except for my mother, there is no one like you who can bring me the warmth of family! But, if..."

"No! I have never had such an idea, and I have never thought of leaving you! Please believe me!"

Looking at her anxiously discerning look, Ai Fei felt a warm current flowing through his heart, and a concealed smile: "Have you heard Grace's words today? Oh, I forgot that your English is not very fluent. She told me that she hopes to come to my studio often, even as a guest, it's really a headache!"

“Eh?”

"It's nothing. Don't worry about her!" He smiled and shook his head, stretched out his hand to hold her hand: "Aomiya, no matter how long I can, I hope you will always be my secretary, a good helper in my work, and a good person in my life... Hum? How should I describe it? It's also a good assistant!"

Yumiya forgot to be shy for a moment and held his hand hard: "Hi. Yi! I will definitely be."

After such a small storm, the relationship between the two became deeper. Yumiya was completely open and took responsibility for his overall care of his life. She couldn't help with some specific work in clothing design, but everything in life began to be controlled by her. What clothes are worn, what tie to wear, what shoes to wear, what time to rest, what time to get up, and how much breakfast to eat, Yumiya Jingko is responsible for.

Ai Fei was also happy to be idle. Every morning, she got up and took a hot water. She had already washed her underwear, vest, shirt, tie, suit and shoes that she had ironed last night on her bedside, just waiting for him to put on. When he was dressed neatly and walked down the stairs, the latter had prepared breakfast for him.

People are always lazy, and Ai Fei is no exception: once this happy life begins, he can't stop anymore! He is now increasingly aware that he is really inseparable from Yugong!

Sometimes he would remind her to pay attention to rest. Now the studio's income is gradually increasing. Even if you spend money to hire a formal nanny and housekeeper, there is no financial problem. However, as soon as such a proposal is made, Yumiya's face will immediately turn from sunny to cloudy, which makes Ai Fei have to apologize quickly, and the latter will give up. After a few times, he dare not say anything again.

Corresponding to the comfort and pleasure of life is the state of his studio. After more than 4 months of accumulation and preparation, of course, what is indispensable is the emergence of more and more clothing designed by him in the upper class circle. The orders received by the studio suddenly increased significantly in late August: and some of them were batch orders! The smallest order was actually 400 pieces!

This sudden occurrence made Ai Fei a little panicked: 400 orders? With the studio's production capacity, these batch orders will be produced until the beginning of next year. What else is the autumn fashion conference? What is going on? He felt the pressure from success for the first time. Now his most distressing problem is that he has no personnel to use! Ayumiya is his secretary and a woman, not to mention some other people, he has no understanding of the market, but only knows how to do his part. It means that the studio is entirely his own strength and maintains normal operation. How can this be done?

Ai Fei held a cup of coffee in his hand and walked a few steps in the studio: "How about it, girls, do you have anything to say about the order placed this time?"

"Mr. Ike, there are 6 orders in total, and the total number is 4,350 pieces of clothing. Do you think we can take it? Such a quantity can simply allow us to work until next year!"

"Yes, the number is indeed very large. Yugong, do you have any opinions?"

"Mr. President, I am Ai Jun. Should we refuse at the beginning...?"

"Now there is no practical meaning to say such things!" He shook his head: "Fortunately, the other party took into account our difficulties and delayed the official delivery date as much as possible. However, if Monica and the others alone, it would be impossible for us to complete such an order in any case. I think it may be time to start expanding production."

“Eh?”

"Miss Monica? As you know, there are many students like you who come out of church schools or pure girls' schools in the United States, but have you not found a very suitable job yet?"

"Sorry, I'm not very clear about this matter, maybe there will be some, right? But even if there are, there are only a few people. There will be no particularly large number...the number can be selected."

Ai Fei gritted his teeth: "Yugong, how much cash can we pay on the books now?"

“…” Yugong looked through the accounts: “29.77 US dollars.”

"Why are there so few?" Ai Fei was shocked: "I think there should be a lot of them?"

"It was, but last week you extracted a portion and purchased a large amount of clothing raw materials, which cost about $50,000. If you need it, we can temporarily stop asking them to supply it."

"Forget it!" He waved his hand irritably: "Even if you add this 50,000 yuan, it will not be of any effect. Miss Monica?"

"Yes?"

"From today, I ask you to contact friends and classmates, even teachers you have met in school as much as possible. As long as you have tailoring techniques like you, I can arrange for them to work and work in my company if they want. Oh, you can not use it to work for the time being. Please be responsible for this matter in the past few days."

"What about the approximate quantity?"

"The more, the better. In short,... the more, the better."

"Yes, sir, I get it."

"Girls, if you have classmates, friends, family, relatives you know the same, as long as you have the cutting skills, I can sign a contract with them. Is there any?"

"………………” The girl named Helen raised her hand timidly: “Mr. Ike, my aunt's family lives in Cook County, Pennsylvania, and she... is also a very good tailor."

Ai Fei is not very familiar with the geography of the United States: "Is Pennsylvania very far away?"

“It takes about 3 hours to drive.”

"It's very far away! Do you think your aunt would be willing to come to work in New York? If she wants, I'd be very welcome."

"Well, I think...I need to go there in person and ask her for advice."

"Well, you can also take a few days off, are there anyone else who would like to find their friends or people with connections here to work?"

“…”

"No? That doesn't matter." His eyes wandered around and clapped his hands: "Come on, girls!"

The girls immediately dispersed.

"Yugong?"

"Hi!"

"You are responsible for the studio, I'll go out once."

"Is there anything wrong?" Yumiya looked outside: "It seems that it is going to rain?"

"It's okay, I'm just going to find a friend. Come back soon."

"So, be careful all the way."

This time, Ai Fei was looking for a friend Spencer Humphrey, whom he met when he was in Japan. After returning to China with Ai Yoshida and his daughter, he served as a senior editor of the International Department in the New York Times. Especially in the face of some press releases from the Japanese garrison and South Korean garrison, he was fully responsible and was busy every day. However, after receiving Ai Fei's call, he still took some time.

After talking, Ai Fei drove downstairs to the New York Times building. Spencer had been waiting here for a long time and was looking at his watch: "Hey, Henry!"

"Ike?" Spencer smiled and opened the car door and sat in: "Let's go, I'll take you to the parking lot?"

"Let's find a quieter occasion? I have something to do..."

"Of course, of course. Ike doesn't think of his friends when he doesn't think of his friends." Spencer joked with a smile.

Ai Fei blushed: "I just don't want to add too much trouble to you and Mrs. Love. You know, I'm Japanese..."

"Okay OK, I'm kidding. Well, just stop at the cafe in front."

The car stopped, and the two walked into the cafe, each asked for a cup of coffee and sat down: "Is the child and love wife okay?"

Spencer smiled bitterly when he heard this: "It's not as good as I think."

"Um?"

"As you said, they are Japanese! I thought I could formally organize a family with Ai after I arrived in China, but I didn't expect that the resistance between my family, neighbors, or even colleagues would be so great. Do you know? When I came back just now, many people welcomed me, but when they saw Ai and Angel, they expressed great surprise without exception!"

"……………” Ai Fei suddenly made a stunned face: “Is that true?”

"Haha...yes. That's it." Henry took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, taking a deep breath: "Although Love didn't say anything to me, I know that she was very disappointed with such a life! Such a life is no different from being in Japan, no, not even as relaxed and comfortable as she was in Japan!"

Ai Fei retreated a little and avoided the heavy smoke: "Actually, I think I can arrange for Love and Angel to go to... your home to meet your family. After all, Miss Angel is still very cute!"

"Haha... I hope it's as you said?" Spencer snatched out the cigarette butt: "So, what's the matter to come to me?"

"Yes, I hope you can pay attention to the rental information for me, and I want to get a larger operating room."

"What about specific? Area requirements, location requirements, price requirements?"

"The area should be about 3 square feet. The location is the best if you can be in the upper city. It doesn't matter if you don't have it. I hope the price can be less than 5 circles. Of course, if the first two conditions can be met, I can accept it even if it is a little higher."

Spencer listened silently: "Nothing else?"

"there is none left."

"Well, I'll note it. I'll keep an eye out for you. However, Ike, my job is not professional to deal with people like house rentals. If you really want to find a suitable location, I think it may be a while."

Ai Fei frowned: "Henry, I can't lie to you. My time is very tight. I'm also very anxious about the request for this matter. If possible, I still hope it can be faster."

"That's it? Well, I'll do it as soon as possible."

Ai Fei roughly calculated that if the site used as a production factory can be quickly solved, the quantity required on the order should not be very problematic at the beginning of the month. On the contrary, it would be a bit difficult for him to do so! But there was no news from Spencer, it was really a bit of a ghost!

Compared with this situation, a more embarrassing situation is that the people who have come to work in his studio can't even get in! Monica and Helen Vita have found more than 25 ladies who may work in the studio! There is no way, Ai Fei even considered cleaning up his home and temporarily used it as an outdoor space in the studio to make clothing. However, this made Yumiya Jingko very dissatisfied. What is this? Do you really want a home for work? But as her identity, I dare not refute. Fortunately, at this moment, a phone call from Spencer called the studio: "There may be a satisfying place for the workplace. If you have time, you can come here."

Ai Fei quickly explained what was in his hand and took Yugong to the address mentioned by Spencer. When he arrived at the destination, he realized that he had been here! Do you still remember that he was training a group of female models in an empty warehouse in the cold winter season? It's there!

"Mr. President? Mr. President? Xiao Aijun?"

"Ah. Yes." Ai Fei turned his head and looked at the environment in the warehouse. It was the end of August. It was acceptable when the weather was very hot. Except for some mosquitoes, flies and other flying back and forth, working here would be a pain! Should we let these ladies work here? That... it seems too cruel, right? No, we have to solve the problem of winter heating before moving in!

"Ike? What do you think? Are you satisfied with such conditions?"

"Yes, I'm very satisfied. Thank you for your help, Henry. But there is one problem, which is the problem of heating in winter. In such a large area of ​​warehouses, why aren't even the most basic heating equipment installed?"

Spencer frowned: "If you have any requirements for this, I think you need to contact the owner of the warehouse separately. This is not something I can decide."

"Well, I'll contact him. Do you have his business card?"

Back at home on Lessing Street, Helen's aunt, named Nicky Hitt, had arranged for other girls to start making clothing - there was no suitable equipment and equipment at home, so they could only carry out preliminary work such as cutting and preparation of raw materials. The remaining integration and sewing must be done in the studio - with the current environment, it can only be done in this way.

Yumiya Jingzi didn't know what happened. It seemed that she was born with hostility towards these American aunts and girls who suddenly appeared in the apartment where she and Ai Fei lived. This was very different from the gentleness and love she had always shown. However, Ai Fei has been too busy recently and did not care about these subtle changes: "Madam Hit, is everything still normal?"

"No, sir. The situation is not very good." Mrs. Hitt actually looks not ugly, but she is a little fat. Her big face is often tight and her smile is missing, which makes her look a little fierce. However, for those girls who have just walked out of girls' schools or church schools, there is nothing unacceptable to them who often grow up under the guidance of such teachers. On the contrary, they are very accustomed to accepting her rule.

"Why is it bad?"

"We have no corresponding equipment at all, and even the minimum seat needs temporary adjustment, not to mention the difficulties faced by girls when working in this environment. If the venue problem cannot be solved as soon as possible, Mr. Ike, I think, the difficulties will soon be proposed to leave."

"I will solve these problems. How is the cutting work going?"

"It's okay." Mrs. Hit nodded: "For these girls, this is not a big problem. What they learned in school can be used here. However, they still hope to make clothes from beginning to end instead of just doing work for others."

"I have been practicing the venue issue, but the biggest problem now is that they don't have any heating equipment. I think it's better to wait until some necessary things are installed before you can move them there. You won't know the proverb about how white paper is easy to paint, right?"

Mrs. Hit glared at him, not seeming to think that there was anything funny: "Anyway, you'd better get faster."
Chapter completed!