Siheyuan: starting from signing in to get roasted pig's trotters

Chapter 390

"I have to leave for a while, I want to take off my clothes and give them to Miss Chen." Lin Xiu said.

"No need, this dress is for you." Ms. Chen said.

"Then we'll give you [-] back." Zhao Aimin said.

"No, [-] is nothing." Ms. Chen said, "Actually, I don't want your dress. I don't know how to wear it worn by other women. I bought it to destroy it. It’s fine if you don’t let you wear it. But now I’ve changed my mind because I like you.”

At this point, Ms. Chen turned to Zhao Aimin: "Why don't you give her to me, I just need an assistant."

Zhao Aimin glanced at Miss Chen, shook his head and didn't want to talk to this woman anymore.

Lin Xiu is a living person and not her own slave, how can she give it to others?

Walked out of the restaurant, went to the locker to take out the clothes, then returned to the restaurant and handed them to Miss Chen.

This time he earned [-] yuan, deducting the [-] yuan given to Xiaotian and Dawei, which is equivalent to a net profit of [-] yuan.

Ms. Chen took the clothes and left satisfied. At this time, Lin Xiu quietly said to Zhao Aimin: "Boss, I just decided to sell the clothes to her on my own. You don't blame me, do you?"

"How could it be? I know you are thinking about the company." Zhao Aimin said with a smile: "You performed very well just now, which shows that you have your own ideas. Next time you encounter a similar situation, you can also boldly say it Do it, and I'll let you know if I don't agree."

"Okay, as long as I have you by my side, I can boldly speak and do it." Lin Xiu nodded.

"You can do this even when I'm not around. As long as it's within your authority, you can do it according to your ideas. Don't forget, you are the manager of the high-end clothing department. With your position, you can decide how many pieces to sell Clothes." Zhao Aimin said.

"I almost forgot if you didn't tell me!" Lin Xiu said.

During this period of time, she acted as Zhao Aimin's temporary secretary and forgot about being the manager of the high-end clothing department.

The two rested for a while after eating, and then went to visit Xiangcheng Square in the afternoon.

On the second night, Zhao Aimin and Lin Xiu came to the second floor of Xiangcheng Hotel early.

This evening, the most important event of the fashion fair will take place...the fashion show.

The clothes for this catwalk are designed by world-renowned masters, and all the models participating in the catwalk are the world's most famous models.

The catwalk looks like a long table from a distance, and on both sides of the catwalk, there are many guests sitting or standing.

This made Zhao Aimin feel like he was in a restaurant, waiting for delicious food to be served.

It's just that the "food" on the catwalk is not delicious food, but beautiful models.

After the host had spoken on the scene, the first show officially began.

This catwalk has a nice name, Spring Dance.

When the first model stepped onto the catwalk, numerous flashlights were lit, and reporters and guests all took out their cameras and snapped snaps at the model.

And Zhao Aimin didn't take pictures, not because she thought the model was ugly, but because she felt that she couldn't understand her clothes.

Many leaves that seem to be made of plastic hang on the body like this. Is this considered clothing?

Zhao Aimin shook his head, thinking that the works designed by these masters are simply not something ordinary people can appreciate.

Glancing at Lin Xiu, she saw that her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was a little shy.

Zhao Aimin understood right away, presumably it was because the models on stage wore a little less clothes, which made Lin Xiu feel uncomfortable.

This can't be blamed on her, because not only did she not see this kind of catwalk in the mainland, she even rarely watched movies.

Then, the No.2 model came on stage.

The model's eyes appear to be very small, and they are slender eyes that are protruded to the sides.

In addition, her nose bridge is also very collapsed, and her face shape is not very good.

But Zhao Aimin knows that foreigners like this kind of slender eyes.

They call this kind of face a high-end face, while Lin Xiu's oval face and big eyes are not welcomed by foreigners.

The model is wearing a green top, a green skirt, and a red hat on her head.

This hat is so big that it can be used as an umbrella when it rains.

Also, her skirt is straight, as if a cylinder was put on her body.

The third model is slightly more normal, nothing weird except that there is very little fabric.

And the fourth model was a muscular young man with not much fabric on his body, which made Lin Xiu quickly turn her face away and dare not look at it.

When the first show was over, Lin Xiu showed a very complicated expression.

Zhao Aimin saw it and knew what she was thinking.

This show must have shattered her self-confidence, and she must be wondering whether her aesthetic ability is outdated.

"Lin Xiu, what do you think of this show?" Zhao Aimin asked, taking Lin Xiu aside.

"Boss, I...why don't I like these clothes? What is the design philosophy of that master? Is there something I didn't understand?" Lin Xiu asked.

"You have to trust your intuition, if you don't like it, you don't like it." Zhao Aimin whispered, "I don't like these clothes either!"

"But these are all designed by the master." Lin Xiudao.

"There are many kinds of designers in the fashion industry. One is like the designers in our factory, who design clothes that are practical and beautiful, and practicality is the first priority."

"There is also a kind of designer like Xiaotian and Dawei. They design clothes with unique styles and put beauty first. But the ultimate purpose of the clothes they design is to be worn by people, and to use clothes to set off The beauty of a person in clothes."

"Another kind of designer is like the master designer in this catwalk show. He integrates his thoughts, feelings and views on beauty into clothes, and uses clothes to express his views on beauty. Clothes come first, and people come first. Minor."

"To put it bluntly, this kind of clothes are works of art, not for people to wear. Therefore, the requirement for models is that the skeleton should be good. Their function is to be a clothes rack. What they want to show is the clothes, not themselves."

"Ms. Chen, like the one we met before, is not suitable to be a catwalk model. Because of her unique appearance and special temperament, if she goes on stage, everyone will focus on her, not on her clothes. .”

"I said this, do you understand?"

Zhao Aimin asked.

Lin Xiu looked at Zhao Aimin and nodded: "I understand now that you said that. It turns out that the focus of this catwalk is on clothes rather than people. It can even be said that the focus is on the idea conveyed by the clothes rather than the clothes themselves!"

"You are very smart, you can see through a little bit." Zhao Aimin said.