Rebirth of the rich and powerful

Shi Jingtong fumbled on the wall for a while before turning on a row of dimly lit projection lamps.

Jiang Yun turned his head. The warehouse is full of hangers, full of various men's and women's clothes, and the clothes are covered with transparent protective bags. There are several rows of shelves next to them, which are not suitable for hanging clothes. , put it in a transparent bag.

"Here are all arranged according to age," Shi Jingtong said, "there are the earliest batches over there, and the texture and color are well preserved."

Jiang Yun looked at the labels curiously, and found that the oldest batch was already an antique from 45 years ago.

Going back, 44 years ago, 43 years ago... some years have more varieties, some years have less. This company keeps a set of every style and every color every year, all of which are carefully preserved in this warehouse. Here, it has passed a very long time quietly.

"When I first joined the company, the old man liked to bring newcomers to visit. He said that seeing how the Jiang family developed step by step with his own eyes can enhance the cohesion of the company." Shi Jingtong looked at these styles full of age, Taking a deep breath, it seems that these quiet clothes carry a strange power, "Unfortunately now..."

He smiled wryly and quickly changed the subject.

"Si Shao, here are some old-fashioned styles. Would you like to go upstairs and have a look? The Jiang family has several sets of town hall treasures, and they won many awards back then." Shi Jingtong lifted his spirits and suggested .

"Wait a while, I think these clothes are very interesting, let's have a look again." Jiang Yun still reluctantly lingers in the past time.

Now Jiang Yun has seen a lot of tacky red and purple color schemes, exaggerated and strange necklines and cuffs, and complicated layers in pictures before, but this is the first time he has seen it with his own eyes.

"These clothes are very interesting." Through the protective bag, he tried to touch the once popular elements. Some of these popular elements are like the tide, rising and falling from time to time, like an endless cycle.

Shi Jingtong laughed: "Your reaction is really like your father's!"

Jiang Yun was startled, then turned to look at him: "Have you met my dad?"

To Jiang Yun, his biological father was like a mist that never revealed his true face.

Jiang Yun knew his father's name, but he had never seen a single photo of him.He was a posthumous child, his father passed away before he was born, and his mother passed away in a hurry when he was three years old, without even leaving a photo of his parents.

Later, when I returned to Jiang’s house, some people said that his father ran away from home, and some people said that he disappeared mysteriously. The person who gave him his surname still did not leave a photo. It is said that there was a fire in the Jiang’s warehouse more than ten years ago. All the old photos were burnt clean.

"I saw it once," Shi Jingtong recalled. "Not long after I joined the company, the old lady brought the fourth young master at that time—your father—to visit the company. At that time, the warehouse was only on the first floor. he."

"He also liked these old models very much, and he couldn't bear to leave after turning them around for a long time. By the way, I still have a picture here that he forgot here at the time. I thought I would return it to him when I came back, but I didn't expect... ..." Shi Jingtong turned around and went to the filing cabinet in the corner of the warehouse to rummage through, and found a piece of paper at the bottom that he didn't know how long it had been there.

"I heard that he liked designing and drawing when he was very young. I thought..." Shi Jingtong shook his head and handed the blueprint to Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun took this thin piece of paper, the paper was a little yellowed, on it was a sketch of a graceful and slender model, the model was wearing a long skirt, even with just a few simple strokes, the beauty and grace of the long skirt can be seen, the drawing At the bottom corner, there is also a flamboyant name: Jiang Linjun.

Jiang Yun thanked in a low voice, and put the paper away carefully.

This should be his biggest gain today.

The visit later on was a bit rushed and careless. All the new models for the next season were locked in the deep part of the warehouse, and they were well hidden. Ra went to work as a temporary model.

That reckless little girl was severely reprimanded by Shi Jingtong, and then she leaned over to her head, withstood the manager's pressure with a particularly cheeky face, and asked Jiang Yun for contact information.

Jiang Yun and her checked WeChat in a funny way, and when they turned around, they heard the little girl screaming and hopping away.

Shi Jingtong felt a little ashamed, and said that he must strictly enforce the company's discipline in the future.

Instead, Jiang Yun comforted him: "Artists don't need to be too serious."

"Yes, yes, the old man said that too..." Shi Jingtong nodded repeatedly, but his expression changed in the middle of speaking, and he shut up.

Jiang Yun didn't care, and asked instead: "My second uncle...don't come over?"

Shi Jingtong smiled awkwardly: "The general manager is very busy, mainly focusing on the general direction of the company."

Jiang Yun couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

While talking, Shi Jingtong received another call, and said to Jiang Yun in embarrassment: "Mr. Jiang Linzhou is here."

"My third uncle?" Jiang Yun was surprised.

"Mr. Jiang Linzhou was in charge of investigating the collision of styles in the last fashion show." Shi Jingtong explained.

Jiang Yun just remembered this, nodded, but said: "Is it convenient for me to go and have a look together?"

Shi Jingtong was actually not very happy, but he nodded in agreement.

No matter in this life or in the last life, Jiang Yun has never seen this third uncle very often. He is a middle-aged man who looks like a fool.

Seeing Jiang Yun, his expression didn't change much.

"Hello third uncle." Jiang Yun looked very cute.

"You're here," he replied vaguely, "very good, very good."

Jiang Yun didn't know what to say, so he could only stand quietly aside.

Opposite them, a very beautiful young woman was sitting on a chair and crying.

"Say it yourself, who gave you the blueprint?" Even if Jiang Linzhou asked someone, he seemed weak and listless.

The woman still just cried and didn't speak.

Her facial features are exquisite, her eyebrows have been carefully drawn, and she looks charming even when she cries. She has a graceful figure, wearing a suit skirt that highlights her figure advantages, revealing a beautiful calf and ankle, and wearing stockings on her feet , stepping on stiletto heels, walking must be more charming.

"This is our company's chief designer, surnamed Zhang." Shi Jingtong said in a low voice.