1928: The rise of giant merchants

March 15, the 19th year of the Republic of China (1930).

Ye's Clothing Company, large conference room.

"Big red is both festive and beautiful. This color is so auspicious. Why can't it be our mainstream style?" Lu Xiaoman pressed her hand on the bright red cheongsam on the table. Her voice was not loud, but she looked stubborn. It seems that the oil and salt are not getting into it, no matter who says it, it won’t work.

"Although red is festive, it is too conspicuous. A little red among all the green looks good. How can it look good if you are trapped in a sea of ​​red?" Tang Ying retorted, pointing to another cheongsam, "I think so. Purple has more charm and can show elegance.”

"When it comes to temperament, yellow is the best, right? Our country has used yellow as the color of the royal family for thousands of years, and the royal family of all dynasties have been honored by yellow clothing. Why not choose yellow as the main color?"

Not to be outdone, Tang Yiying picked up a goose-yellow cheongsam and gestured, arguing with reason.

"Tsk, the Manchu Qing Dynasty has perished, are you still talking about the customs of the old times? Mr. Sun overthrew the former Qing Dynasty and revolutionized the lives of you old Manchu Qing Dynasties! Who would be happy and agree that wearing yellow clothes is elegant? I don't think it's appropriate." Feng Chengcheng, who has always been gentle, actually joined in the spat.

She went to university in Peking and was a typical progressive intellectual young woman. In the past, she would act as a mediator to mediate such quarrels in the company, but when it came to feudal and progressive ideological issues, Feng Chengcheng would become furious.

Of course, part of the reason for this was that there was someone she cared about very much among the people present - Ye Luo.

"Sister Mei Ying, what do you think? You are the prettiest and have a good figure, why don't you try on everything?" There was no way to continue the quarrel. The big boss Tang Ying called decisively and shivered in the corner. The weak and helpless Jiang Meiying.

How dare Jiang Meiying get involved in this matter? She quickly waved her hands and said: "I think everything is fine!"

"If you say it, you haven't said it." Due to her identity, Tang Yiying had conflicts with several girls as soon as she came to Yun Shang. Although her work process went smoothly, there were constant frictions, big and small. She knew that she was an outsider and it was difficult to integrate. In this circle of celebrities, I simply stopped joining and started to act as a naysayer.

She hugged her shoulders and looked at them. Then she realized that she was a little weak. She immediately looked at Ye Luo and said with a sweet smile: "Why don't you listen to the second young master's opinion? He is the big boss behind the scenes."

"Okay." Tang Ying nodded.

"We have no objection either." Lu Xiaoman and Feng Chengcheng immediately expressed their stance.

All the girls looked at Ye Luo.

Just now, Ye Luo was feeling in his heart that these women were really quarreling. No wonder it was difficult for Bai Xiuzhu to be at home when there were three women in one drama.

Unexpectedly, in just a short time, the fire burned him.

The improvement of cheongsam has come to an end. All plans have been made. All we have to do is decide on a flagship cheongsam and then start the factory to speed up production.

On this issue, the women had major differences of opinion, and they could not reach an agreement after talking for several days.

The smell of gunpowder is so strong today because they all refused to give in in the past few days and accumulated resentment.

What color is best?

Opinions vary.

Ye Luo glanced at the dazzling array of cheongsam samples on the table, stood up, and looked at them for a while, and some information gradually emerged in his mind.

He walked to the corner and picked up a very inconspicuous blue cloth cheongsam.

The so-called green cloth refers to blue or black cloth. In ancient times, green cloth clothes were the clothes of the humble, such as young servants and maids, or green clothes or green clothes.

"Green cloth?" The girls' eyes widened.

As for what consensus they have reached these days, it is really a consensus that the green cloth cheongsam cannot become the flagship model.

The color of the green cloth was too ordinary, and because of historical issues, it made them feel very inappropriate.

"Yes, let's decide on it." Ye Luo nodded, "Green cloth is the most suitable."

"Why?" Now even Tang Ying, who had no brains to support him, was confused.

"You have always appreciated our new cheongsam from a woman's perspective, but I prefer to consider issues from the perspective of the market and businessmen." Ye Luo explained, "Let me ask you, who is the cheongsam for?"

"Of course it's a woman." Lu Xiaoman said, "I won't give it to a man."

All the girls laughed.

"Yes. So what kind of women have the most?" Ye Luo walked up to them and asked one by one with a green cloth cheongsam, "Is it a socialite like Xiaoying and Xiaoman? Or a princess like Yiying? Or maybe Cheng Cheng? A progressive female student? Or a beauty like sister Mei Ying?"

Ye Luo praised everyone, especially Jiang Meiying, who instantly blushed and didn't dare to look up at him.

Tang Ying gradually realized: "No, none of them. Most of them are young women with average looks, average jobs and families, and everything else."

"Yes, those who once wore green cloth are the majority." Ye Luo smiled and nodded, "You can't ask ordinary people to play golf, nor can you ask dignitaries to play newspaper troupes on the street. Only Only something that is universal has huge commercial value, and only something that everyone can use is a good product."

"That's it!" Lu Xiaoman's eyes lit up, "The green cloth cheongsam is the most suitable!"

Ye Luo said that these are all derivation from results to causes. Historically, it was this kind of green cloth cheongsam that became popular in the 1930s. But in the eyes of the girls, this was the embodiment of his business ability, and they all admired him for a moment. .

"Then it's settled, the green cloth cheongsam will be the main item." Tang Ying also nodded.

"We agree."

The conference room that originally had a strong smell of gunpowder instantly became peaceful.

At this moment, there was a knock on the conference room door.

What walked in was the major shareholder Jin Bihui, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Recently, because the boss Hu Die had to nurse her baby at home, Jin Bihui, the major shareholder, straightened up and got involved in the new cheongsam business.

Tang Ying and the others hate this woman.

There is no other reason. Jin Bihui has many of the things they hate the most. It can be said that he has stepped on all the minefields——

An old man from the Qing Dynasty, a spy of the Japanese invaders, an enemy of Yeluo, a courtesan who sold his body, and did not abide by the ways of women.

Jin Bihui didn't care, so he just took part in it, knowing that these little girls were too thin-skinned to play with him.

And the reason why she was able to join without being expelled was actually Ye Luo's acquiescence.

The two had a physical relationship, and Jin Bihui agreed to be a double agent, which really provided Ye Luo with a lot of useful information.

At this time, she was holding a big box, smiling teasingly, glanced at everyone, and said with a smile: "Friends, a new job has come. The second young master is also here, so we just want to take a look together."

"What?" Ye Luo came over curiously.

"Your new products~the sanitary napkins we use, and the condoms you use~" (End of Chapter)