Chapter 1 Someone’s clothing was complained about
In the early spring of 2009.
It rarely snows in winter in Paris, France, but it rains a lot.
January has just passed, and the Chinese Spring Festival has ended. Under the banner of being a Chinese, Xiangyang needs to enjoy a week's holiday. On the last day of the holiday, he braved the drizzle early in the morning and brought Wearing a knitted hat and a high-end jet black woolen coat, he rushed to a cafe in the city center.
Outside the coffee shop, under the umbrella.
Christopher Le Maire is 44 years old this year. Unfortunately, his mature age and thick beard cannot cover his tense nerves at the moment. He sits stiffly on a wooden chair, a cup of coffee brewing in front of him. The hot air didn't attract his attention at all.
It wasn't until a figure appeared in the corner of his vision that he recovered.
"Thomas, here."
Turning the corner, Xiang Yang, who was looking for Flamel, heard the other party's call and turned his head.
Take a few steps quickly and come to the other party. Seeing the excitement written on his face, he rolled his eyes and complained:
"How many times have I told you, when you come to me in an emergency, call me Xiangyang, don't call me Thomas.
Don't rush me, I'm not a little train, I walked here on my legs, so you can't make an appointment with me Meeting at the headquarters? I'll check in and at least one day's salary will be deducted."
Complaining about his boss, Xiang Yang glanced at the only cup of coffee on the table and sighed silently.
Stingy! It’s really written in my bones.
"The coffee is for you, I won't drink it." Flamel didn't care about Xiang Yang's complaints. He motioned for the other party to sit down and pushed the coffee in front of him to Xiang Yang.
"Have you really never drank before?" Xiang Yang glanced at the cup with disdain.
"Don't worry, absolutely not. I'm not in the mood right now, you know," Flamel waved his hands quickly, his voice a little excited, and he was particularly energetic with his eyes red.
Even excitement and excitement are not an exaggeration to describe it.
"What are you doing? Don't tell me that Gaultier suddenly has some new ideas that keep you up all night. Haven't they already been decided? Why don't you ask us to go back and help change them now!" Xiangyang asked. Taking a sip of coffee, the other person's expression at this moment really made him feel a little uneasy.
The Gaultier in his mouth, whose full name is Jean Paul Gaultier, is a French palace-level design master, the head of Hermès in the golden age, and an old naughty boy in the fashion industry.
He is also the current design director of the women's wear department of Hermès.
“No, it’s even scarier than this.” Flamel looked at Xiang Yang for a long time and shook his head.
"Then you don't have to tell me, I'm going back to work first. Besides, I emailed you about asking for leave, so don't try to deny it."
I heard that I wanted to Something even scarier than the autumn and winter women's clothing to be used at March Fashion Week made Xiang Yang stunned for a moment and sat up.
This is Paris Fashion Week!
If he makes a joke at a show of this level and offends Gaultier, he will no longer have to look forward to the Spring Festival holiday in his future life.
Because he can have a holiday every day...
And, his dream will basically be destroyed.
"Don't be impatient!" Before Xiang Yang could get up, Flamel grabbed the other person's arm. His excited expression made his eyes red and frightening. He said with a trembling voice: "High Tiye came to see me last night and he said..."
"What did he say!" Seeing that Flamel was muttering that he couldn't even speak French, Xiangyang was not in the mood to sit here and wait with him. Dead, he said anxiously while holding on to the palm that was tightly clasped on his arm:
"I beg you, can you please let me go! I worked with you at LACOSTE (French Crocodile) after I entered the industry and won an award, and then switched jobs with you to Hermès. I have no merit but hard work. You can't hold me alone. Buried with me, believe me, your true love will be in the near future! I beg you."
"I'm going to be promoted. Gaultier, the women's clothing design director, is leaving. Just wait for this show to end."
"What!"
"Really, I didn't lie to you..."
Finish the experience last night, Le Mel opened his arms. He hoped that the young star he had been promoting, who was both a new star with future potential and his right-hand man, would sincerely congratulate himself.
But the other party just nodded blankly and said "Goodjob."
"Goodjob?!"
Listen, this is human language!
He actually said "Good job" to himself, who was about to become the women's design director of Hermès, and he did it in English. He even refused to say a word of congratulations in French.
"Well, it's good. But...then what?" Xiang Yang was stunned, was there something wrong with what he said?
Could it be that you want to give yourself a promotion and a salary increase, a double blessing?
……
Paris Fashion Week in France has two types: ready-to-wear and haute couture, which are very different.
Paris Haute Couture has a very high threshold. Only those who are invited to join its organizing organization and become a member can participate. The spring and summer haute couture series are released in January every year, and the autumn and winter haute couture series are released in July. In other words, the series just released in haute couture will be seasonal fashion in a month or two.
Ready-to-wear fashion week is half a year ahead of schedule.
But every fashion week is a grand banquet for the fashion industry. During this period, designers, celebrities, models, stylists, fashion buyers, brand public relations, fashion media and all other roles will gather here.
Unfortunately, this has nothing to do with Xiang Yang. Ever since he found out that his boss, Le Maire, was going to get a promotion and a salary increase, due to his poor performance and failure to express his loyalty in time, he became further and further away from the show.
He thought so.
Because there was still half a month before the opening of Fashion Week, he was actually arranged by Le Maire to go on a business trip to China.
"Okay, I just happened to go home to see my parents."
At the Paris airport, Xiang Yang finished checking in and muttered with the ticket in his hand.
Compared with participating in ready-to-wear fashion week, there are only a few months left to prepare for spring and summer haute couture. This is how Le Maire and Xiang Yang see it. Le Maire means to start preparations now, after all, this is his first show as artistic director of Hermès womenswear department.
After all, they will face the impact of the three giants of Chanel, Dior and Valentino couture, and they will face couture with ready-to-wear.
Le Maire, who was tired of dealing with the ready-to-wear fashion week, could only send Xiang Yang, who had discussed preliminary ideas with him, to go to China to look for some unique fabrics.
He was a little worried about leaving it to others.
One year younger than in vague memory.
Xiang Yang pursed his lips, maybe this is the so-called butterfly effect.
Yes, 26-year-old Xiang Yang showed his talent in clothing design at a very young age because he is a reborn person.
One day ten years ago, when he woke up, he found that he was 16 years old again.
At first, Xiangyang was ready to lie down. After all, he was a social worker in the clothing industry in his previous life. After graduating from school, he worked in a familiar industry until he was 40 years old. The company had no future and was full of copycats. As a result, he did not achieve much success.
In this life, I don’t want to be a pattern maker anymore.
Isn’t it good to make money by trading stocks and live a life of money and leisure?
But slowly he discovered that his unwillingness and regret in pursuing his dreams in his previous life were too deeply engraved in his mind. Whenever late at night came, he was tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep. He felt that he would no longer return to his old career and complete his previous life. All my dreams are sorry for this wonderful rebirth.
Only this time, he was much higher than in the previous life.
Relying on the design concepts in his mind, the ready-made clothing drawings of major brands, and many years of experience in pattern making, after convincing his parents to come to Europe, he was admitted to Central Saint Martins College of Art and Design in the United Kingdom with excellent results.
While in college, he received the attention of many clothing companies and the appreciation of school teachers.
On the day of graduation, he held his own solo exhibition.
In the same year, it also won the best design in the first (2007) Prix Emile Hermès theme design competition held by Hermès only for young designers around the world.
On the day he won the award, Christopher Le Maire, then the design director of French Crocodile, invited him to join the team. He saw the same design concept and style as Xiang Yang's graduation project.
Simple, elegant, comfortable and mature, it embodies a sense of simple luxury through the materials of clothing and exquisite inspired designs.
Xiang Yang’s choice went beyond many people’s assumptions. He did not choose to create his own brand like another young Chinese designer who is highly optimistic in the fashion industry.
But accepted the invitation.
There is no other reason. In his previous life, he had been hit hard in the workplace for so many years due to his flamboyant personality. Xiang Yang knew that if he wanted to get ahead in this industry, it was always good to find a bigger backer.
Follow Christophe Le Maire and why not accumulate some connections first.
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for them." Xiang Yang, who chose to start with a big hand, came to the coffee shop, ordered a cup of hot Americano, and sat down to take a rest.
Several yellow-skinned reporters with cameras walked in while hurriedly checking the photos.
“Assistant Sissi is so generous, but I almost didn’t recognize her outfit.”
“Don’t mention it, I’ve been photographing her for several years, she’s decent. I haven’t taken a few photos.”
“But then, isn’t the fashion week starting soon? Why did she come so early and have to leave soon?”
"It is said that a magazine from Wanwan wants to invite her to take a cover photo."
"That's right, you said she has been in fashion magazines a lot, so why does she look so ugly in her usual clothes..."
"They call them pretty and willful, well, it's just a pain for us."
"So, our industry is the most difficult. When you encounter such actresses with poor clothing, choose a photo and send it back It’s all hard work... Look, the clothes are not as good as those of a man.”
A photographer nodded his head in the direction of the sun, motioning for his colleagues to look over.
A gray woolen coat is worn over a turtleneck black woolen sweater, and a pair of pure white shoes are worn under black casual trousers.
Simple and comfortable to look at.
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