Christmas is here. Listening to the familiar Christmas songs played on the radio, eating sushi made by my mother and Ai Miyako and roasted turkey in pure Western style, Ai Fei burped with satisfaction: "Thank you so much!"

"Little Aijun likes to eat very much, right?" For Ai Shiko, his son's love is the greatest satisfaction. He smiled and nodded: "Just like to eat."

"Well, I wonder how my dad is doing in Japan?" Ai Fei picked up a glass of egg cucumber and leaned over his lips and sniffed it: "Mom, do you have any opinions on your coming to the United States this time?"

"No. Your father doesn't know how happy he is. He keeps saying envy to me."

"How is Dad in the company?"

"It's great!" Ai Shinko didn't know why he asked this: "Xiao Ai Jun also knows that I don't care about the affairs in my father's company. Moreover, my father has always been home late recently, and he is often drunk, so it's almost difficult to talk to him."

"It's very late to go home? Are you still drunk often?" Ai Fei put the wine glass back on the dining table: "Yugong, has there been a letter from the company recently?"

"No. Before Thanksgiving, there was a letter written by Niaoyujun. However, it did not mention the situation in the company, it was just an ordinary letter asking about Ping'an."

"You write back and ask him about the company's situation, and Ai Jun's situation. The most important thing is to let him pay attention. He is responsible for the Finance Department. If there is any problem, it is not a joke."

"Yes, I understand." Yumiya was about to stand up: "Don't be so anxious. If there is really something wrong, it will not be solved in this time. Let's finish supper first. Oh, how is the situation in the factory?"

"Very good!" When talking about the factory, Yumiya unconsciously raised her voice: "Since the factory implemented lunch, it has been a huge...

Ai Fei interrupted her with a smile: "Yugong, I'm at home now, no. I want to make it like a report."

"Making a report? What is a report?"

"I mean, just be casual and don't make it too formal."

"Hi Yi!" Yumiya smiled gently: "The factory is in a good situation. Many workers, especially black employees, think that the lunch system you proposed and implemented by Mr. President is really very meaningful. And according to my observation, the production efficiency is also higher."

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Yumiya knew that he didn't want to hear such a general introduction, but he didn't have formal materials at hand, so he had to repeat it according to a little memory he had seen: "As the week before Christmas, the factory's production capacity in Japan had reached about 340 pieces. About 130 of them were used for customized clothing sales for brand houses, and the others were used to sell them at Windsors and Macy's as stores. Well, by Christmas, the working capital on the factory's financial books had exceeded 903,126 US dollars."

Ai Fei smiled: "It's very good, Yugong, very good! It's really made great progress compared to the beginning!"

Yugong lowered his head with a red face.

“Are you going to give away Christmas and New Year’s rewards?”

"Hi! As you told me, it has been distributed. Except for the black employees who have to reduce their share because the arrival time is too short, the other white employees are paid according to real numbers, and there is no impact on them because of the last salary deduction."

"It's good. Thank you for your hard work for a long time. You can't have to spend a lot of people even the most important festival just because of... the problem." Ai Fei nodded: "You and I had the right proposal at the beginning."

"Actually, I didn't do anything."

"Next, while continuing to do a good job in production, consider promoting one or several people among employees to divide your work. Don't make yourself too hard. Especially in the production process, it can be managed by more skilled workers. Even black people can consider it. Don't consider the rebound of white people. In my factory, it is not allowed to happen that only white people can manage black people. As long as you seize the financial power, the problem will not be big."

"Yes, I get it."

"Before Christmas, I was interviewed by Vogue magazine, which will be published in a new magazine in January. I think if it goes well, some new people will join in. Of course, this is my best idea. But if this matter becomes a reality, Ayumiya, I think we will need to change our office space."

"Hey? You mean, aren't you in a factory or brand house?"

"Of course not." Ai Fei shook his head: "If there are really many people coming, Yugong, your work may be heavier."

"Hi!" Yugong raised his head high: "Please rest assured, I'm not afraid of difficulties!"

"There is another thing. In early April next year, I will hold a fashion show, and basically this customization will be formed in the future: it will be held once every April and the end of September. It will be carried out in the name of Spring and Autumn Fashion Week. Yumiya, after the New Year, let's do this. I'm responsible for the design and you are responsible for the production of the factory. This time, you can't do it like the last three times. It's going to make it big, so that all people who have a little understanding of fashion must know this! Don't be stingy in terms of money, in short, make the publicity as big as possible!"

Christmas and the following New Year are the main festivals for Westerners. Major companies have arranged vacation time early, and Chanel is the same. In 1952, Chanel's sales performance was not particularly good, at least not as good as the previous year. Especially in the last quarter. In addition to the consistently stable upward trend in the perfume market, the sales in the clothing market were simply a sarcastic sound!

In fact, it is not just Chanel. Since Ai Fei's newly launched fashionable women's clothing emerged in New York, almost all clothing designs and clothing manufacturers have felt unprecedented pressure: why did no one think of such a design plan before him? Now he has launched his own new design. Even if others want to learn, he just follows him and even if he learns it, he will not be able to get market recognition more than him. And the most important thing is, who knows what new designs he has not taken out? Judging from his usual performance, this is very likely!

This was the first time in his life that Mr. Vince felt a little distressed: Although Chanel's status and influence among the American people will not be particularly impacted for the time being, for example, before Christmas, he received an additional pink of $3,200, which did not decrease but increased compared with last year, but could not dispel his concerns. In fact, it was not only him. Everyone in the design department branch seemed to be beaten by frost, and they couldn't raise their heads. Watching Ai Fei's designs become very popular in the market, experiencing waves one after another. Moreover, he had recently accepted an exclusive interview with "vogue" magazine? How can this always proud Americans bear it?

He lit a cigarette and spit out a cigarette ring. He picked up the magazine on the coffee table and flipped into the characters' interview column. A black and white photo was placed in the middle, which was Ai Fei. In the photo, he smiled and showed his white teeth: He must be in a good mood when he was interviewed, right? Mr. Vince snorted coldly and put the magazine back.

The roar of the car motor sounded in front of the building and soon disappeared. Vince felt upset and stood up from the sofa, picked up her coat: "I'll go out."

"Now? It's already very late. Wait a while before Mr. Turner's family is coming?"

Vince's footsteps stopped again: Yes, Turner called a few days ago and made an appointment to come to home today! Why did he forget? He hung up his coat in disappointment: "Didn't William call again?"

"I called around 5 o'clock. Maybe I'll come soon?" Nisha commanded the servant to set up the dining table while taking the time to chat with her husband: "Hal, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Vince sat down again and lit another cigarette.

It was almost 6 o'clock, under the guidance of the servant, William Turner and his wife appeared in the hall. Wise put down his worries and greeted him with a smile. He first put his face on Mrs. Turner: "Good evening, Lolita. Hi, William, welcome, please come in."

A servant took the gift from William and took the couple's coats, and then took the guests and hosts to sit in the living room.

The relationship between William Turner and Hall Vince is a bit complicated. They were originally students of the Art Guidance Department of New York University and were roommates in the same dormitory. The two were also godfathers of each other's eldest son (daughter), and they had a very close relationship. Later, they entered the earliest clothing factory to work and engage in the production and production of clothing. Young people were very efficient in learning. In less than two years, they understood the entire process of the factory from the selection, purchase, and production of raw materials. Next, Mr. William proposed to resign - he wanted to set up his own workshop, be his own boss, and work by himself.

Compared to him, Vince did not have such great courage. He just insisted on working in the factory. It was not until later that he came to the American branch of Chanel Company by a friend. However, although he was not very motivated, he was down-to-earth, honest and hardworking, and very good at being a good person. In this way, he was recognized by the parent company, and he served as the leader of the branch.

People like him are typical of insufficient development and sufficient success. Because of such a leader, the situation of the American branch has also entered a strange state: in normal years, the company can maintain a rough balance. After all, Chanel's name is not for fun. Countless Americans appreciate and recognize such a brand, and sales performance is also maintained at a position that is neither up nor down. Coco. Chanel is neither satisfied nor can she say anything, and can't find any reason to replace him.

Unlike him, William has a different situation. After the difficult years at the beginning, his boutique house is now the preferred destination for customized clothing for many high-ranking people in New York and even the United States. From his spending more than 100,000 US dollars at one time to buy Ai Fei's design drawings, we can also see the dare to think and act in his personality - in 1952, such a figure was a considerable investment for him. However, the subsequent achievements were very satisfying to Mr. Turner.

Of course, the turnover of boutique houses cannot be compared with large companies with diversified production such as Chanel, but compared to personal wealth and status, Mr. Vince can only accept a disadvantage. Isn't this? Mr. Turner is still preparing to enter the political arena! In the next year, he will be ready to run for New York City Council.

As mentioned in the previous article, several people sat at the dining table. Mr. Vince picked up the wine glass. As the host, he wanted to give a toast first: "Thank you Lolita and William for the arrival of the arrival of... your friends and William's business partner, I want to say that William's choice has always been something I envied. Oh, of course, except for the choice of Mrs.

"..." Several people at the dining table smiled at the same time.

"bsp;    After dinner, the women were chatting, the two men changed into lighter clothes and walked into Vince's study: "Is Anita not at home?"

Anita is Vince's eldest daughter, Mr. Turner's goddaughter. She has completely inherited her father's character and is a little weak. She often chooses to be a home girl. She doesn't go out very much, but is just immersed in her own literary world and creates novels. She is the most good girl.

Vince smiled and mentioned the daughter, he felt very proud: "She went out to discuss something about the novel with someone."

"What? Is Anne's work going to be published?" Turner was sincerely happy for his old friend: "Congratulations!"

"I don't know what will happen yet, but I have a preliminary intention. Oh, please sit down."

The two of them sat down in front of the sofa. Only then did Vince notice that the old friend was wearing a cigarette dress designed by Ai Fei. For a moment, his heart was a little confused and his tone became a little unnatural: "Why, aren't you satisfied with the clothes you made?"

"Hmm?" Turner didn't know what he was referring to: "What did you say?"

"Forget it!" Vince clung to his mind as much as possible: "How is the business in the near future?"

Turner giggled: "Very good! I can't believe it will be so good! This lucky Japanese puppy?"

Vince and he are old friends for many years. When he knew that he would unconsciously scold him when he was happy, he would say, "Oh, is it really that good?"
Chapter completed!