Chapter 1113 Heaven and Hell (Second update, please subscribe)
Is Nanyang a paradise?
Maybe, maybe not.
After all, people have various descriptions and understandings of heaven.
Although Nanyang has never claimed that "this is paradise", for Dongnia's family who first came to Chang'an, they felt that this place seemed to be paradise, even though they came from heaven.
"Mom, is this really a hell for capitalists?"
At night, looking at the ceiling, Maria's tone was a little unsure, even a little doubtful.
“Hell?”
Donia asked with some doubts.
“Yes, teachers always said this before, saying that Western countries are hells ruled by capitalists...”
Listening to her daughter's explanation, Tonya, who was only thirty-seven years old, fell silent. She had thought so too, but the experiences of the past few days had completely subverted her understanding.
Everything the people here eat, use, and wear is beyond her imagination. It even made her yearn for this place.
This is obviously dangerous!
So Tonya quickly said to her daughter.
"Maria, don't think too much. Didn't you see that Natasha is still busy there? Working here may be very hard."
Heaven has a price, and the price is hard work.
Looking at the lights in the living room, Tonya thought for a while, then stood up, opened the door and came to the living room, and saw Natasha sitting in front of the easel, sketching a painting there. She was so focused at this moment that she didn't notice her mother coming.
She always kept revising the manuscript, and then threw it away unsatisfied, and then started again. Just like that, she didn't know how long she was busy. Then, she smelled the aroma of coffee and turned around. , and saw my mother standing there, holding a cup of coffee in her hand.
“Mom, why aren’t you asleep yet?”
“Aren’t you the same?”
Passing the coffee to her daughter, Tonya looked at the drawings and said.
“Are you still not satisfied?”
Shaking her head, Natasha said:
“I have no good inspiration. I don’t know at all what I should design. What kind of toys, people here, including Americans, are different from those in Moscow. I don’t know what toys their children want..."
Na holding a coffee cup Tasha frowned and said:
"They are different from us. They have all kinds of toys. When I was a child, we were still in the war. At that time, I didn't have any toys, not even a rag doll."
Daughter’s words also made Tonya fall into memories. As she recalled, she said:
“Yes, at that time, you and Sergey could only play with paper-cut dolls there, and those paper-cut dolls The dolls are not babies, but adults, with their own professions and identities, including professors, soldiers, nurses, actors, and workers. You really liked those at that time."
Paper doll?
Memories long forgotten appeared in Natasha's mind, but Tonya said again.
"I really don't know why you like those adult dolls."
"Because of you, Mom!"
Natasha's eyes fell on her mother, even though her mother was almost forty Although she is 10 years old, her figure is still not bloated at all, and she is still as graceful as a girl. The light shines gently on her body, and she is wearing a soft and comfortable pajamas. The fabric gently fits her graceful figure, and the fluffy Her blond hair shone seductively in the light.
"When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly, be as tall as you, mom, and have a good figure like you..."
Suddenly, something flashed through Natasha's heart. A thought.
"Why not make a more mature doll?"
Mature, sexy... just like mother!
Isn’t this a girl’s dream?
Looking at her mother under the light, Natasha thought of the description of the toy.
That is also the image of a cartoon girl.
A few simple strokes vividly depict the cuteness and vitality of a sexy girl.
Big eyes, sweet face, radiant figure and graceful figure.
Especially the graceful figure set against the sweet face, there is an indescribable beauty of contrast.
I have to say that this female image is indeed designed to be charming.
Since it is cute and sexy.
The thoughtful Natasha used only a few strokes to outline the figure of the doll on the manuscript paper.
......
The next morning, in the conference room of Ostoy Company, as a newcomer, Natasha took out her design draft as usual.
“Huh?”
As soon as I took it out, the female colleague next to me leaned her head over:
"Natasha, what are you drawing?"
"Sexy girl? Wow! What a great figure! It's even more perfect than yours!"
The female colleague next to her looked at Natasha She couldn’t put it down and said:
“Natasha, did you draw it based on your body shape? Is such a mature toy for adults to play with?”
Yeah ? What? For adults to play?
Swish——for a moment!
All the eyes in the conference room were directed this way. Especially the male colleagues in the design department focused their attention on Natasha!
After this Russian girl, who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, came to the company a month ago, she always attracted the attention of men.
People’s gazes made Natasha feel embarrassed. The colleagues on the side also realized that she had made a mistake. When she was embarrassed, the department head Zhao Li walked over quickly and picked up the Natasha's drawing.
"What? Let me take a look!"
Gradually...she looked at the drawing and her brows widened.
"You...you..."
The supervisor scratched his head and smacked his lips:
"You...I think it's very good!"
Perhaps because she has been designing toys for a long time, Zhao Li, a woman, looked at the enviable figure in the drawing and said:
“It should attract many little girls. After all, this is what girls dream of. There should be a certain market for her body. Natasha, tell me what you think?”
The director, who is usually very picky, actually said such affirmative words, which shocked everyone in the conference room!
Natasha was also shocked and said in blunt Mandarin.
“At that time, boys’ toys were richer and more imaginative. When playing with toys, boys could imagine themselves to be firefighters, astronauts, cowboys, and surgeons. But girls only had simple cardboard to play fashion games with. , while another kind of baby-image toy is more limited to the role of mother, and does not have more "girl-like" gameplay. ”
Although her Mandarin is not fluent and sometimes a few Russian words jump out, people still understand what she means.
"...So, I thought about making a doll that can be changed and has a beautiful figure."
In Natasha's explanation, her design won the design Highly praised by colleagues in the department!
Natasha, whose heart had been hanging in her throat, finally breathed a sigh of relief - her design was finally accepted by the company!
Ten minutes later, Zhao Li placed the drawing paper in front of Manager Fang:
"Manager Fang, look at this, this is a series of toys designed by Natasha."
After putting down the drawing, as the manager of the toy company, Fang Yun looked at the design draft in front of her. The girl wore a variety of dresses and adapted to different professions. Looking at these drawings, her eyes lit up and she said:
"This design is very good. We can produce a batch and send it to you." I'm going to New York to attend the toy exhibition. Let's go take a look first."
After thinking about it, Fang Yun asked again:
"But she should have a name. She should be called...right. Okay, what is the most popular girl’s name in the United States now?”
"It seems to be called Barbara."
"Barbara... the nickname should be "Barbie", let's call it Barbie! Well, Barbie, that's it."
< br>Many times, there is always a coincidence. When Barbie was born in Nanyang in this way, Natasha, as its designer, did not know that her fate had also changed.
People's destiny always changes inadvertently. Even she herself never thought about the changes that a small toy would bring to the company and herself in the future - —After all, as a designer, she has patent money.
But everything that happened next seemed to have nothing to do with her.
Soon, she took her wedding leave—a full 20 working days!
For Natasha, nothing seems more important than this. What Tonya didn't know was that a Barbie doll based on her figure would bring about earth-shaking changes in their family's lives.
When attending her daughter's wedding, she could feel the gazes from around her, which were men's gazes, which made her feel very happy. Unlike too many single women in Russia, there are many here Single men...
At Natasha's wedding, happy people danced to the music. Both Tonya and Maria received too many invitations.
In the sound of cheerful music, they enjoy the sunshine of Nanyang to their heart's content. For them, perhaps this is the real life.
Even this is paradise. In the sun, their blond hair shines with dazzling luster, their plump bodies and slender waists dance to the music, and they laugh heartily.
Just like the Barbie designed by Natasha.
......
Blonde hair, blue eyes, slender waist, good looks...
The toy is very beautiful, but there is a choking smell in the workshop where it is produced. The smell of plastic, the smell of plastic, glue, paint and sweat are mixed together, mixed with a choking smell, but the female workers in front of the workbench seem to have no sense of smell and are working there intently. .
Sitting in front of the workbench, Mrs. Ling, like everyone else, painted the big eyes of the doll, but with just a few simple strokes, she outlined the doll's blue eyes. Although the factory environment was very harsh, she was still like everyone else. Work with concentration.
The work here is very hard, and I have to work more than ten hours a day. The only good thing is that the income is not bad. This toy factory specializes in manufacturing for Southeast Asian companies - factories like this are very common on Hong Kong Island.
Like all factories, the work here is hard. Even in the weather in February, the busy work still makes people sweat, like fine raindrops, constantly falling from the forehead, But compared to summer, this season is still pleasant, and it even gives them the ability to joke around.
"Yao Shou, how can you give a doll such big breasts..."
The female worker opposite said while putting a wig on the doll.
"What kind of woman has such a body?"
"Whoever has such a body can't charm men to death!"
"Of course it's hags, those hags are like stuffed watermelons Like..."
The female workers in the toy factory are chatting while working. They will only stop talking when the workshop supervisor passes by, even in this kind of militarized factory. , still did not stop them from chatting.
Although they can chat, they dare not relax at all in the work at hand. After all, their wages are piece-rate. Occasionally, someone would cast their eyes on Mrs. Ling, and someone else would gossip:
"So what if I raise a college student? I still have to work in a factory."
"That's not true. I originally thought that my son would be able to enjoy a happy life after studying at the University of Hong Kong and becoming a barrister. But in the end, , it’s not like us..."
Sister-in-law Ling turned a deaf ear to the conversations around her, she just did the work at hand seriously, and every extra point she earned was worth it.
Especially now that the family still owes so much money, this money always has to be paid back.
Sister-in-law Ling frowned when she thought about the money she owed. How should she pay back the money?
Originally, I thought my son would be able to repay the money if he became a lawyer, but what about now?
In an instant, Sister Ling's mood became heavier, but she did not dare to stop the work at hand. Her eyes, which were slightly dull due to long-term fatigue, no longer had any hope for a better life. Desire, more worry...
(End of this chapter)