Please stay away from the life of fans

Although Ling Xinglan didn't learn well or deeply, as long as she could say something, she could feel the signs to some extent.

Shen Nanxing went back at night and took a look at his southwest, and couldn't help but "tsk".

Isn't this the direction of Lu Shengkuo's apartment?

He clicked and clicked on the head of the magic stick, and couldn't help it:

- Can't go southwest, how long will it take?

The magic stick returned quickly:

-It's best to leave after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

-Oh, you remember going to the temple this year to have incense sticks.

Well, this time is relative.

The magic stick seems to have bluffed people too much, but he still comforted him:

-I didn't say the immediate moment, the end of next month or the beginning of the next month, the time is very vague.

Then on the fifteenth day of next month, because of the previous incident, Shen Nanxing was said to be a bit taboo, so he decided to pack up his things early and come back to live. Anyway, there is no one without cats anywhere, and there is no place to live anywhere. Same.

When he was dishing things, he still called Jin Qi. Jin Qi moved his lips a few times with an expression of "the young couple has conflicts and communicates", but was stared back by his boss.

Ling Xinglan has been here for more than a month, not looking for him all the time, wandering around the city and suburbs, he seems quite busy.

As Mr. Shen said, they are a group of people who call themselves art, no matter how much they think they have their own characteristics, pretending to have big things to do, it is useless, and the whole group is just hanging around.

Shen Nanxing retorted in a serious manner at the time: "That's called collecting folk songs, that's called finding inspiration in life."

But seeing Teacher Ling put all kinds of clothes on the table, he frowned while holding the coffee cup: "The way you find inspiration is to buy clothes?"

Shi Luoluo and the others all took a look into the office. This person turned from a provocateur into a rich and powerful taker in an instant.

"I wore it myself." Ling Xinglan glanced at him, "You don't buy clothes to wear yourself?"

Of course I bought it, but Shen Nanxing still wears his own clothes more often, for no other reason, fit and comfort, he only wears big-name clothes at formal and unfamiliar business dinners, and when he meets Shen Linghe.

Today, Ling Xinglan was thinking about their interview, there must be a lot of younger sisters, the Wannian bachelor now finally knows how to take care of his life, and wished to take the interview resume and use it as a blind date introduction.

Seeing Shen Nanxing ignoring him, he was still writing and drawing on the paper with a pen, and moved to the edge out of curiosity: "Why are you so serious? Are you looking at the list of candidates for the interview?"

After all, there are a lot of people interviewing next door, and several resumes and works that have been interviewed will be sent every few minutes.

Ling Xinglan didn't think too much, and when she stretched her head, she caught a glimpse of a draft.

Shen Nanxing was quick, but it was too late, and someone saw a circular pattern.

Ling Xinglan: "..."

Shen Nanxing: "..."

The boss was blatantly fishing, and he was still painting the ring here, which made Xing Lan's expression a bit complicated.

Shen Nanxing put away all the drafts, pressed the resume neatly, and began to read each one carefully, with a slightly wooden expression, half embarrassed and half ashamed.

"That..." Ling Xinglan wanted to say that she didn't mean it, and thought he was serious, so she sat down obediently on the sofa, "When it's time to make the ring, it should be made of platinum, which matches you two."

After speaking, he met Boss Shen's fiery gaze and touched his nose.

Nanjiao Zhusheng has turned into a storm, from gentle literature and art to a sassy "boy", and from a small studio to a design company. To become bigger, Shen Nanxing still hopes that the designer's style should be as rich as possible.

At present, although the "old people" have different styles, they still stick to formal and evening dresses.

He suddenly thought of the few students who came to the studio and Tongtong. Sometimes formal clothes are urgently needed, but everyday clothes may be needed by more people.

But after all, it is not a wholesale stall or a small workshop, nor can it be too ordinary...

He looked at the stack of interview evaluations and held a meeting.

Jin Qi and Qu Lin met each other for ten days, and they didn't want to express anything anymore. They sat in the corner with disheveled faces and lowered their brows to listen. Shen Nanxing didn't insist on how much he listened to.

Qiao Nana doesn't mind diversification, but she is also very worried: "If the styles involved are too complicated, they will definitely have no characteristics. Our current framework is to order dinner dresses and celebrity red carpet formal wear. It depends on this."

Looking at some of the designer's works, she obviously felt that it was not good.

Qiu Zhiyu and Tu Ke nodded as they listened. They couldn't tell the characteristics of the designers currently interviewing.

Shi Luoluo: "But... because of the matter between the boss and the mainland star, many younger customers have come to ask about custom-made clothes."

Joanna frowned.

"Some of them need personal designs, and some need custom costumes for performances," Shi Luoluo said, "Jin Qi has done statistics, 40.00% of them are private servers, and 60.00% of custom costumes are in demand."

"And they still have a lot of volume, but we are not very proficient."

In short, their style is too mature and formal, and even the clothes they make are out of the way of activities, so they are rarely worn on a daily basis.

In this store, only Shen Nanxing and Jin Qi can walk among private clothes and dresses.

Everyone has their own style, and at the same time has their own separate field.

In the future, Shen Nanhang will definitely not receive orders frequently. When encountering small performance costumes or something, Jin Qi cannot be busy alone, and those orders are also very messy, and no one can handle them.

Qiao Nana disagreed: "Lolo, what is the most important thing in a team? It's the keynote! Our keynote line is there. When we opened a studio, we were ceremonial and high-end. Dimensional development."

"I've also seen those orders, and many of them run counter to our style, and that kind of concert or pure school collective performance costumes." Qiao Nana couldn't help laughing, "Do you think we need to do that?" ?”

"Multi-dimensions are not so expanded. Too many styles or unevenness will only lead to four different faces! And the overall style will drop!"

Speaking of this, both Jin Qi and Qu Lin couldn't help raising their heads.

They usually have no scruples in meetings, and say what they think. Shen Nanxing knows the importance of opinions to decisions, so every time they communicate, it seems like a quarrel, but the result will be very good.

But today, the conversation is sharp.

Shen Nanxing was stabbed and began to review his decision.

Shi Luoluo's expression was a bit ugly: "Sister Nana, it's not that serious, is it? Our current team is not enough, and we can understand it when we go out to study. This is fine for the studio, but the company..."

She is also very difficult. After all, they have endured too much-luck, yes, everyone knows in their hearts, and everyone knows the reason for the change in customers in just half a year.

When Shi Luoluo said this, he glanced at his boss.

Shen Nanxing's expression didn't fluctuate much, he was still easy-going as usual, but his brows were slightly narrowed: "It's true that the past half a year has changed a lot, but have you ever thought about it?"

Six pairs of eyes looked at him earnestly.

"If your design is not good, how can there be more and more customers," he spread his hands, "I read the data every month, and you also have many repeat customers."

Several people were stunned for a moment, and their eyes turned red in an instant.

Shen Nanxing pointed to the table: "Everyone of you is very good. Don't think that I recruit new people because I think you are insufficient. Adding style is to negate your ability or obliterate Nanjiao Zhusheng's past."

Although he has been busy recently, he is also aware of the emotions of every employee. He hesitated to speak several times, and he understands the eyes that have been cast on him many times.

Taking this opportunity, he simply said it clearly.

He does feel that the current thinking is very single, but he doesn't plan to take some messy orders. It's not that there is anything wrong with those orders, but that they specialize in art. Qiao Nana is right. Do finer.

Accurate to the fineness of each thread end, naturally consider the customer's preference and economic affordability, so the tone can only go up but not down, which also has to become a ruler for the designer.

"This time we're here to discuss," Shen Nanxing smiled, "It's for new partners, not for old employees' corporate plans."

"Currently there are too many orders, and I want to expand unilaterally—the store, is this acceptable? I can't let everyone have dozens of orders a month, right?"

"I'm so busy now, do you want to die suddenly at the work station in the future?"

He refused with a full face: "I don't want to be a capitalist."

In the end Qiu Zhiyu came out and said something calm: "Boss, it's really not suitable for us to go to private servers. After all, the overall style is there. I've been watching the ones who came in and made it for a few years, and I don't want to cover it when I go deeper. .”

"I'm not discriminatory, it's just that we really, the main theme is like this, it's not suitable, and there is no shortage of us for collective customization, our customers are picky, and designers with styles we don't stick to Come, there will be pressure."

It's not that Shen Nanxing didn't think about this, and heard Tu Ke also interjected: "The private server is actually nothing, the important thing is what kind of private server, and the clothes designed by the person who came. Once the clothes come out, you have to see that they are Designed by the designers of 'The Tempest'."

Shen Nanxing felt that it was all reasonable, but not complete.

He picked out designers with styles similar to those in the store, and decided to meet some of them personally.

During the night video, Lu Shengkuo saw that his brows were furrowed, and put Xiaoman on the table.

Xiao Man propped her front paws on the table, and when she saw her father, she yelled first.

Shen Nanxing glanced at it: "Is it getting fat again?"

Lu Shengkuo lowered his head and raised his head again, the corners of his eyes drooped: "I can tell it's getting fat, but I didn't see that I'm getting thinner."

This person was neither fat nor thin. Shen Nanxing had originally made a joke, but he didn't expect Lu Shengkuo to follow him, so he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Brother Shen, haven't you been doing well recently?"

Lu Shengkuo also listened to Ling Xinglan's words, and knew about moving things, he kept thinking about it in his heart, seeing Shen Nanxing's face, he was stupefied several times.

Shen Nanxing rubbed his eyebrows: "No, it's just that there has been no disagreement for a long time, and I'm a little confused."

As long as it's okay, Lu Shengkuo breathed a sigh of relief first, and then thought that indeed, his career has changed a lot, and it's normal for everyone to be uncomfortable.

He just felt a little distressed, he couldn't be by his side, he could only look at the frown of the person on the screen.

Lu Shengkuo said: "Brother Shen, although I don't understand very well, I can try my best to listen."