Chapter 48
"Sit down," he ordered.
Zhou Jintong immediately lowered his head after sitting down, opened the notebook in front of him, and began to prepare the minutes of the meeting. The first thing Director Li did was to hand in the revised design draft. After that, no one spoke, and the quiet needle drop could be heard in the conference room. Weng Xue quietly reached for the phone, and Zhou Jintong noticed it and kicked her.
Fu Chi's quiet eyes swept over everyone, coughed lightly, and said, "To organize a meeting for everyone today, I mainly want to understand the overall structure and personnel of our design department. I have talked to Director Li and seen everyone's designs, to be honest , is not satisfactory, so what I say next may make you feel uncomfortable."
His voice was pleasant, calmer than it was seven years ago.
Zhou Jintong couldn't help but look at him. Fu Chi pressed the design draft with his fingertips, and his sharp eyes turned around everyone.
"What DW Treasure Company needs is a talent with business acumen, not a piece of waste with a high salary and a design like a piece of shit." Fu Chi said bluntly, "As we all know, four years ago, our company entered the era of luxury, Except for specific classic models, they all conform to the trend of the times and are changed quarterly.”
Before joining the company, Zhou Jintong had some understanding of DW Jumbo’s transition from high-end to light luxury. Five years ago, the Nancheng jeweler was still the only one in DW Treasures. Later, Pefka, a jewelry company focusing on light luxury series, was born out of thin air. Once the company’s series was launched, it became popular all over the Internet, and DW Treasures’ national market share fell by 2.9 at one time. point. Dominance and neck-and-neck are two concepts. As a leading company, DW Jumbo is not far behind. It immediately transferred a sum of funds from the headquarters MC to follow the example of Pevka, step into the era of affordable luxury, and seize market share with it. At the same time, don't follow the trend, keep a clear mind at all times, and still carry forward your own high-definition classics. "I don't know if you are satisfied with your design, but I am very dissatisfied. Of the more than twenty design drafts submitted yesterday, only Jiang Miqing's is acceptable, and the rest are tacky and uninspiring. Let you take money immediately It's polite to leave." Fu Chi looked at Director Li, and he saw the sales and market share in the latest quarter, both of which were greatly reduced. At first, he suspected that it was a quality problem, but after investigation, he found out that it was a sample. As one of the trash, Zhou Jintong silently self-criticized.
The rest of the colleagues had mixed expressions and were extremely ugly, especially Director Li. She felt that Fu Chi was scolding her.
"Weng Xue." Fu Chi suddenly shouted. Weng Xue was buzzing, and looked at the person sitting in the upright position in a daze, then stood up with a slow reaction, and looked at him blankly. Zhou Jintong quickly lowered his head, his legs trembling.
"Tell me about your understanding of light luxury." Fu Chi asked.
Weng Xue's head was in a mess, she couldn't speak when he shouted, her face flushed from holding back for a long time.
Fu Chi turned cold: "Qian Xuan."
He called another name, and the person opposite Zhou Jintong stood up, "I think light luxury should be a restrained luxury."
Fu Chi clasped his hands and nodded to signal them all to sit down .
Following Fu Chi's instructions, Wen Zhuo projected everyone's design drafts on the screen, and Jiang Miqing's design came out first. Zhou Jintong pushed his glasses and poked his head to look at the sketch she drew. Because it was a Qixi Festival plan, Jiang Miqing's design was extremely simple, with little ruby hearts embedded in the circle.
"Tell me about your design philosophy." Fu Chi asked her.
Jiang Mi smiled and stood up, nodded to everyone, and said generously: "My design concept is very simple. In today's society, most people also advocate minimalist style when they are light on luxury, so I don't have complicated designs. Circles represent packages. , and the element of love is an indispensable element in love, and together it is to enclose love."
Zhou Jintong looked at her design words: circle a heart, embrace us.
Simple and innovative.
Weng Xue muttered in a low voice: "Ai Xian."
Then Fu Chi smoked several people. Weng Xue, the unlucky thing, did not escape. After stumbling and describing, her face turned pale, and she wanted to make a good impression, but she was smashed into a mess . Zhou Jintong is now nervous when he asks the teacher in class, for fear that it will be his turn and Fu Chi will catch him on the spot.
"Zhou Jintong." Wen Zhuo clicked on the next picture.
What are you afraid of? Zhou Jintong stood up nervously with sweaty palms, and Weng Xue secretly cheered her up.
After Fu Chi heard the name, he was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the designer's name on the picture for a long time. Zhou Jintong's Zhou, Zhou Jintong's Jin, Zhou Jintong's Tong, were exactly the same as his Tongtong. He was suddenly overwhelmed by surprise, and the corners of his tense mouth twitched into a smile. Wen Zhuo looked at him with a surprised expression, and the boss was not serious anymore.
Fu Chi cast his eyes on Zhou Jintong, the white chiffon shirt was tucked into the suit pants, the pure black hair was neatly tucked into the back, her chin was pointed, and the color of her lips seemed to be full of vitality. Instead of almond eyes, big black-rimmed glasses prevented Fu Chi from being able to identify them.
"Zhou Jintong." Fu Chi smiled.
"I am."
"Your design concept." Fu Chi smiled, and he could tell the deep-rooted tone as soon as he heard it, it was his Tongtong.
Zhou Jintong finally discarded her previous design draft last night, and re-drawn a new one, nothing but the picture holding a rose, but she made changes. The artwork on the display screen is two slender white hands holding a rose, the man's face is not fully drawn, only the lower jaw rubbing against the flower, and the half-curved lips.
Her paintings are different from everyone else.
Zhou Jintong took a deep breath, calmed down the tension, stared at the front and said: "My design concept is to hope that the lover from afar will come with a bouquet of flowers."
Fu Chi looked at her design words.
He brought roses.
...
The meeting didn't end until eleven o'clock, and Zhou Jintong followed the crowd out quickly with Weng Xue on his arm. Fu Chi's eyes locked on her until he couldn't see anyone, retracted it, and pulled out her design draft, "I'll keep this."
Wen Zhuo was puzzled: "Not satisfied?"
Fu Chi shook his head, and told him: "Zhou Jintong's personal file has been sent to you." A copy to my mailbox."
"Okay." Wen Zhuo was puzzled, but he didn't dare to speculate, nodded and said, "I'll contact the personnel."
After leaving the meeting room, Zhou Jintong was completely relaxed. She didn't know if Fu Chi had recognized her. She had to be more careful in the company and avoid him as much as possible. As soon as she sat down, Director Li brought over a stack of blank vacancy interest forms and put them on her desk, "At two o'clock in the afternoon, you and Weng Xue will do a market research."
"Director, isn't this a matter of the marketing department? "Zhou Jintong asked.
"You are the designer, if you don't do research yourself, how can you know the customer's intention at the first time, so as to feed it back into the design." Director Li is now in a big head, and the market is changing rapidly. Many things are popular one second, and the next second Abandoned, often a product is dropped before its sales peak.
"...Okay." Zhou Jintong responded.
Director Li walked away on high heels, while Jiang Miqing followed with a cup of coffee. Weng Xue was very brainy, pulled out a watch, looked around, her head grew big, and she said angrily: "You know that we two people at the bottom of the pyramid are ordered to work hard, why doesn't she let Jiang Miqing go, her heart is so biased." The belly button is irritating ."
Zhou Jintong agreed: "Yes. What can we do? All we can do is to complete the work and climb up step by step."
"You still have a good attitude." Weng Xue lay down on the table decadently superior. Zhou Jintong smiled, moved the form to the side, and entered the computer password to start working. She knew that people without backers had to put in much more effort than those who were born in Rome, and sometimes they might not even get the expected return. none.
"You still wear your glasses?" Weng Xue was surprised, Zhou Jintong is good-looking, and the glasses have sealed his appearance.
"Well, let me use it for a few days." Zhou Jintong planned to ask Fang Huisheng out after get off work to go to the optical shop to get a pair.
"Okay, you can give it to you if you want."
"No, thank you."
Zhou Jintong and Weng Xue's market research lasted until four o'clock before returning to the company. She sorted out the form and handed it to Director Li. Not long after that, it was time to get off work. She didn't have any overtime work tonight, so she turned off her computer early, took the elevator to her car on the first floor, got her makeup done, and went to pick up Fang Huisheng.
In the dessert shop, Fang Huisheng was sitting on a high chair with her legs dangling. When she heard Zhou Jintong mention that name, she didn't hold her tongue, which startled the people in the shop. Zhou Jintong hurriedly pulled her away, Fang Huisheng smiled apologetically, lowered his voice, and said in disbelief, "You mean that Fu Chi not only came back, but also became your boss."
"Yes."
Fang Huisheng burst into foul language, " This TM is like a plot in a TV series, Tongtong, be careful."
Fang Huisheng knew about Zhou Jintong being locked up by Fu Chi. It took a long time to coax her to calm down. Unexpectedly, the villain who disappeared for seven years has returned. Thinking of the past, Fang
Huisheng was not at ease: "Should I tell Aunt Gu?" Glasses, he probably didn’t recognize me.”
“But the name is the same.”
“There are too many people with the same name.” Zhou Jintong comforted her.
That is to say, but if you can hide from the first day of the new year but not the fifteenth day, you will inevitably run into each other in a company, and you will always be found out. It will be bad if Fu Chi has any bad thoughts. Fang Huisheng frowned and thought for a long time, and sincerely suggested: "It's better to inform Aunt Gu, and it's better to inform your Aunt Manli."
Zhou Jintong thought she was too careful.
"Oh, by the way, I have to go out." Fang Huisheng took a bite of the cake. Zhou Jintong asked, "Where are you going?"
"My cousin is working as a make-up artist for a production team in the film and television city. She asked for a few days off work and asked me to substitute for her." Instead, he became a beauty blogger, with nearly 30W fans on a certain website, and his main makeup is traditional Chinese medicine anthropomorphic makeup.
"When will you be back?"
"Three to five days."
After they chatted for a while, the topic changed from Fu Chi to spring clothes and new makeup.
After returning home, Zhou Jintong received a text message from a stranger.
Her eyes widened, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she almost threw the phone out. The text message was extremely simple, only two words.
Tong Tong.
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