Chapter 79

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Protagonist:

Jiang Wenyu

Ling Shen immediately walked out of the Office, leaving only Jiang Wenyu and Bai Mulin here; the former expressed his gratitude to him, saying, "Thank you so much this time."

Bai Mulin replied seriously, "Brother Jiang, no need to be polite. Back in Chema City I also received your care, and moreover, a large part of why I spoke up for you is because our company's situation is indeed not too good right now. But I didn't expect Brother Jiang to already have his own company in the city."

Jiang Wenyu smiled and said, "Yeah, the company currently still focuses on recycling appliances. How about it, willing to come give it a try?"

He could see some hesitation on Bai Mulin's face at this moment; after a moment, he said meaningfully, "Sorry Brother Jiang, although this company is currently on the verge of closing down, Boss Ling has shown me some kindness, I..."

Jiang Wenyu immediately nodded and said, "I understand, I was just mentioning it. If you're interested in the future, you're welcome to come anytime."

Bai Mulin nodded seriously and said, "Okay."

Not long after, Ling Shen returned with people; under Jiang Wenyu's supervision, the contract was completely written up in just over an hour. Paper contracts in this era weren't that complex, nor that rigorous, but every clause still possessed its due legal force.

After finishing these matters, Ling Shen said, "I'll inform those employees who are about to be laid off — 45 people in total. Of course, if they're unwilling to follow you, I can't do anything about it. In short, take as many as you can."

Jiang Wenyu laughed and said, "That's absolutely fine. Even finding a job in Jianghai City isn't easy, and the wages I'm offering aren't low. I believe they won't refuse."

Ling Shen took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "I'll pass on your instructions to them word for word."

After this, Jiang Wenyu left here; the purpose of coming to Jianghai City to recruit workers was completed in just one day.

45 people. Jiang Wenyu had reason to believe these 45 people would definitely become the company's core in its early stage under his guidance. For a company just starting out, this was already enough, and completely sufficient to deal with that "upheaval" coming before long.

Jiang Wenyu's matters here were settled, while the other side seemed to have just concluded as well.

At the Clothing Hundred-Match Competition venue, Chen Lan and Zhong Beiyue sat at a small table to one side. She had already chosen her matching and submitted it half an hour ago, but compared to her own sensory-based choices, she preferred studying how the clothing here was actually designed, so she didn't care about the subsequent rankings.

And Zhong Beiyue kept explaining to Chen Lan in a low voice most of the knowledge she could share — new clothing types, new dressing habits, machines designed to adapt to changing times, and so on.

Besides them, most of the designers who came to compete were anxiously and tensely waiting for the rankings to be announced; at a glance, Chen Lan and Zhong Beiyue seemed rather unconventional.

"Domestic machines are mostly a bit outdated, but there are also quite a few advanced industries that have been introduced. For instance, I once saw someone abroad use a very strange sewing machine — huge in size, you put in suitable leather and before long it becomes something wearable."

Chen Lan asked curiously, "Are machine-made ones as comfortable to wear as handmade ones?"

Zhong Beiyue looked up and pondered for a bit, then said, "Not too sure about that. I don't seem to have ever worn clothes made completely by hand either; most seem to go through some machinery. Oh, your sewing machines are an exception."

Compared to machinery that could better showcase her creativity, Chen Lan still cared more about wearing comfort — this was her original thought and remains her current one.

Zhong Beiyue giggled and said, "But that's fine too. Adapt slowly, or in the future you can do half by hand and half by machine — that works too, right? And actually these things aren't priced high now; after a while they might get even lower."

Chen Lan was indeed a bit tempted, but it still wasn't feasible right now. Her clothing factory in Chema City had just been transferred to her, and although currently relatively stable, it still needed more foundation. She couldn't recklessly ruin an entire factory because of her own ideas.

After this, Zhong Beiyue chatted with her about many more things, and time unknowingly passed another half hour.

Just then, someone at the very front of the competition suddenly shouted loudly, "Designers who came to compete, the rankings are out. Announcing them now. Please note: although this competition is just a small-scale test, the winner will get the opportunity to enter Jianghai City's Athena Pavilion for study!"

"Athena Pavilion!?"

"Wow, Athena Pavilion!"

"No way, the organizers are this generous this time?"

The venue suddenly buzzed with discussion. Chen Lan discovered that Zhong Beiyue was also extremely surprised at this moment. Chen Lan asked quietly, "What is this Athena Pavilion?"

Zhong Beiyue slowly recovered from her shock. Even though she was already restraining herself, her voice still trembled slightly. She answered softly, "Jianghai City's Athena Pavilion was jointly founded by some very famous big shots in the clothing design field from both abroad and domestically. Its main purpose is to cultivate future talents in the clothing design field, and there's no age limit — from teens up to fifty or sixty, as long as a designer has talent and ability, they can enter to study!"