Walking into the door of the brand house, it was so strange today. The girls actually came earlier than him? Did something happen? Seeing them smiling like little foxes one by one, they intuition told Ai Fei that something unusual had happened. When he turned his face, the girls chose not to contact him.

With a little doubt, Ai Fei came to his and Carl's desks and was stunned: there were several gift boxes on it? He picked up one, which was very exquisitely packaged, and shaking it for a while, and there was a rumbling sound inside; then picked up another one, a slender box, but no sound. What day is today? His birthday? No, the birthday is around the end of the year. Then... I remember, today is February 14, Valentine's Day in the West!

Knowing what day it was, and looking at the gifts on the table, Ai Fei smiled helplessly: These girls won’t be... Oh, they won’t treat themselves as their boyfriends, right? This is a bit bad. He was a little lost for a moment.

"Not yet...uh!" A lady's voice woke him up and looked up, and happened to meet Gloria's uneasy eyes. The lady was holding a gift box in her hand and was hiding behind her in panic.

Ai Fei calmed down and stood up: "Ms. Monica (because of the shift system, the girl in charge of the brand house has changed a group of people)?"

Monica was embarrassed to get closer: "Sir?"

"I am very grateful for the gifts you gave me. I also cherish my friendship with you very much. Including Miss Paston..." Such words really made him embarrassed. He could not hurt the feelings of the girls, nor could he force himself: "Our cooperation has always been very pleasant, uh..."

The American girl responded very quickly on emotional issues, and the girls immediately understood what he was going to say: "I understand, sir. Well, we should say that we understand."

"Okay." There is no need to say this. It is perfect to point it out completely and look at each other in a perfect state. Ai Fei's eyes slipped towards Gloria: "Miss Paston, aren't you going to give me your gift?"

Gloria forced a smile and walked over: "Happy Valentine's Day."

"Thank you, Miss Paston." After making this happen, Ai Fei felt a little relaxed: "So, can I open it?"

“…………”

Ai Fei opened the gift box, including classic chocolate, a tie, a belt, a handkerchief, and a man actually gave him a watch. He held the watch and gestured a few times: "Is this... too expensive?"

"Inexpensive." The girl named Jessica dragged her mouth.

Amid the smiles of everyone, he opened the gift from Gloria to himself: a Chanel brand wallet. The texture of the calfskin is smooth and soft, not only better than the one I use now, but even more advanced than the one I was hacked by the police. He rubbed it with his hands a few times: "Thank you, Miss Paston. Thank you very much."

Gloria, who was walking onto the table, looked back and smiled: "You're welcome."

Ai Fei lowered his head and continued to play with several gifts from the girls. A thought suddenly arose in his mind: Should he prepare any gifts for Yumiya Jingzi? Yes, although the relationship between the two is just a colleague, a woman, leaving the familiar country, has been with her side without regrets, and she should prepare some gifts for her, right? Well, I just hope she doesn't misunderstand her wishes.

Carl Schmidt is a typical German, with more calmness and less flexibility, which can be seen from the clothing patterns he designed. Fortunately, men's clothing has added a little fresh elements to his new design. In fact, men's clothing design can only be done with a limited number of styles. It is difficult to see that the new styles are just to do some articles on the collar, cuffs, and front of the clothes.

Ai Fei just watched quietly, but never expressed his opinion. Mr. Schmidt looked at him secretly from the corner of his eyes, but there was no expression on his young face. What does this mean? Do you like it or don't like it?

Finally, he picked up the pencil, added a few strokes to the pattern of the clothing, and said while drawing his mouth: "Because the style of men's clothing is relatively simple, we have to make some details. For example, at the cuffs, don't underestimate the buttons on the cuffs. If the operation is done, it can play the finishing touch."

"...Under normal circumstances, the number of buttons is three. If you want to sell them to different groups of people, such as young people, young people who have just left school and entered the workplace, this design is very concise. However, if a young person who is not very old but has already made a big name in the company, such a design will make them feel that they are too mature and lack the vitality of young people. One button can be reduced."

"... Of course, it's not that it's enough to reduce a button." As he said, he used a pencil to apply the collar to the flip side, making the collar to appear widened and thickened: "That's all. Next, the choice of materials during the production is made. The blend of gray-blue, navy blue, with oblique stripes and bright silk can satisfy customers of different classes."

“…”

He said for a long time but was satisfied with the answer. He turned his head and looked at him: "Carl?"

"Ah! Yes, sir, I'm thinking about your words. Yes, I understand what you mean."

Ai Fei turned his head and opened another design drawing: this is a women's clothing drawing. The snow-white short skirt design reminded him of the Chinese-style evening dress design he launched last Valentine's Day. It was just a very different way of material use and shape. A belt with bright silk around the waist looked infinitely elegant and flexible. The neckline design also adopted a loose style. Although it was still only a pattern on paper, it can also be seen that if it was made into a ready-made garment and worn on the model, the snow-white on the chest would definitely make the guests feel dazzling.

He thought for a while and picked up the pencil: "The design of this clothing can be bolder."

“Eh?”

Ai Fei deliberately modified it for him, and then put down the pencil: "Be bolder. Well, I mean the design of the neckline. You think about it yourself. If it is finalized, you can give it to Yugong to make a sample, and then find a model to try it on."

"Do you have to be bolder?" Carl scratched his head awkwardly: "Mr. Ike, do you think this design is not bold enough?"

Ai Fei did not give him any further explanation, but just opened the remaining patterns, including both men's and women's clothes, but it was still the old problem I saw just now. The design of a men's jacket almost completely absorbed the shape of the jacket he designed, but just added a zipper to the pocket.

For this approach, Ai Fei cannot say much about the original design that cannot find his own field. It is completely understandable. When he was in Japan, wasn’t Sakai Shima the first candidate to apply for the job? It’s just that the scope is a bit different. Being a student before becoming a teacher seems to be a process that all industries must do!

He was about to say something when Ai Yukiko's gentle girl rang: "Welcome!" It turned out that she was idle and was walking back and forth in the hall. The door was opened and several people walked in. She saluted to the other party according to the etiquette she was in Japan.

The few people who came in could not understand her foreign language, but they probably guessed something. A lady in the lead also bowed and bowed like her, but she could not learn the Japanese's usual manner, which made several people behind her hide and laugh.

Ai Fei hurried over: "I'm sorry, welcome...uh! Miss Kelly?"

Grace Kelly smiled, but focused her attention on Ai Yukiko: "What a beautiful outfit? I just heard that Japanese outfits look good, and I have never really seen them. This may be the so-called kimono, right? Oh, Mr. Ike, is this?"

"This is my mother." He gave a brief introduction to the two women. They couldn't speak with each other, so they had to smile at each other, even if they had said hello.

Grace's hair was tied up and combed into a squid. Her smooth and plump forehead was presented to everyone with a hard face like a sculpture. It was okay to smile. When she didn't smile, it brought a sense of arrogance and inaccessibility out of thin air, which made people even a little daunting. Fortunately, since she entered the door, her smile never disappeared. After walking a few times in the hall, the lady dragged the coat outside and handed it to David to hold it. She only wore the long skirt inside and walked back and forth. She looked like a queen patrolling her territory.

Ai Fei felt intuition that his man** was awake when he saw her! Intuition told him that this was not a good time or a good occasion. He stepped away a little while people were not paying attention. He hurried over until the lady called out, but his voice was a little hoarse: "Yes, ma'am?"

Grace didn't notice the change in his tone and said to herself: "Mr. Ike. Is this beautiful lady in the hall...again your creativity again?"

"Yes. This is my creativity. In fact, it's not even considered creative. Miss Paston's existence is similar to the model shelves that can be seen in the windows of some stores, but it's just a living person."

"Haha... I can never figure out what the oriental people think." Grace chuckled and teased: "By the way, I saw your newly designed women's clothing in Los Angeles, especially the design of 7-point pants and leopard fur. I like it very much."

"Thanks."

Grace finally noticed the abnormality in his tone, but didn't know what was going on. She turned around and glanced at him in surprise: "So, Mr. Ike, do you think there are any good recommendations that you can introduce to me?"

bk
Chapter completed!