Chapter 405 Like a Hongmen Banquet

   "Come on, let's have dinner!" Mu Qing's mother greeted from the side, "Xiao Guo, come and sit, let's eat and talk."

   "Hey!" Guo Xiang responded, and went to the kitchen to wash hands with Mu Qing.

   "Your family is too enthusiastic, I can't stand it a bit." Guo Xiang said softly.

   Mu Qing laughed, "They are just like that, you just ignore it."

  Do I dare? Guo Xiang slandered, all of them looked like big brothers, and couldn't afford to offend them.

  Mum Qing’s mother kept picking up vegetables for her when she was eating, and asked her about the situation at home. Guo Xiang answered honestly, but it felt a little weird.

  Of course, Mu’s mother didn’t ask about the divorce. It seemed impolite to ask about it, and she hadn’t been so familiar with it yet.

  After eating, Guo Xiang immediately got up and said goodbye. For some reason, he always felt like sitting on pins and needles.

   "Xiaofeng, you drive to Xiao Guo." Mu Qing's mother said.

   "No, I drove over by myself, right at the gate of the courtyard." Guo Xiang said hurriedly.

  Mu Qing’s mother was a little surprised. She has a car and can still drive?

   "Then send it to the gate of the courtyard." Mu Qing's mother said again.

   "It's not troublesome, or Mu Qing will send me off." Guo Xiang hurriedly pulled La Mu Qing.

   "Okay!" Mu Qing laughed.

  Mu Feng still stood up, and the three of them walked to the gate of the courtyard together.

  Watching Guo Xiang get in the car, the two siblings walked back.

  Guo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, how could he feel like a banquet?

  Mu Qing returned home and quickly ran to her mother, "Mom, mom, how is it?"

   Mu's mother nodded, “It’s good to see people. It should be fine if you have a car and family, but you don’t know why you divorced, if you are like Hu Li...”

   "Guo Xiang is not that kind of person." Mu Qing pouted, "We went to Zhang Fenqiang's house that day, and she occasionally said something that seemed very sad. Even the divorce is definitely not her fault."

   "Then there is that person in her heart?" Mother's eyes widened.

  "This...maybe you won't forget it for a while, but it's been a long time..." Mu Qing didn't know what to say.

  Mu Feng remained silent.

  Mother Mu looked at him, "What do you think of Xiaofeng?"

   "It's okay!" Mu Feng was expressionless.

  Mother Mu smiled, and the son said that it was okay but not bad.

   "Let her come more often!" Mu Mu said.

   "I don't think she dared to come, I was scared by you today." Mu Qing curled his lips.

   "Is there any?" Mu's eyes widened, she behaved normally today, right?

   "If she doesn't come, you can go to her house. She saved your life, but you can't thank others?" Mu's mother nodded Mu Qing's forehead.

   "Right!" Mu Qing nodded repeatedly, "Brother, when shall we go?"

   "Whatever!" Mu Feng responded.

   "Your brother doesn't have much time, just these few days." Mu Mu said.

   "Okay, I will call Guo Xiang tomorrow to see when she is free, what if she is not available?" Mu Qing said.

   "She is very busy at work? Then she has to go home too, right?" Mu Mu said.

   "She has no job now." Mu Qing said, "But she has a factory, the one that makes sanitary napkins. Mom, we now have sanitary napkins thanks to her."

   "It turned out to be her, great!" Mu's mother was surprised.

  Mu Feng decisively returned to his room after hearing this.

  Guo Xiang returned home, Wang Chongming and Wang Chuyu were in the lobby, drawing samples with some of their clothes.

   "Are you back so soon?" Wang Chongming glanced at Guo Xiang.

   "Well, it's finished eating." Guo Xiang nodded and approached, "Do you want me to help?"

   "No need, it's almost done!" Wang Chongming is drawing the design drawing, which has been drawn, and Wang Chuyu is making a pattern. She can't help this, and she won't do it if she doesn't understand the clothing industry.

  Patterning is to make a model of clothes design creativity, draw the pieces of each part of the clothes, and make a pattern.

  The garment factory cuts out these patterns on the fabric, and then sews them.

  Pattern-making is a link between the previous and the next, and it is the most important link in the entire clothing design.

  In the later generations, it was basically completed with a computer, and now it is completely painted by hand.

  Wang Chuyu is so young that he already knows how to make a pattern.

   "Dad, may I design a few more sets for you?" Guo Xiang picked up the pen and paper beside him.

  Thinking about some of the styles I like in future generations, they are all basic models, simple and generous, not easily outdated, and not too trendy. They should be available in this period.

  Guo Xiang drew several suits, all in the same color, such as a white shirt on the top, khaki wide-leg pants on the bottom, and a long windbreaker in caramel color. The windbreaker can be independent.

  There is also a light blue thin sweater on the top, white cropped trousers on the bottom, and a smog blue woolen coat on the outside.

   drew another set of autumn clothes with pink upper body, white lower body, and pink coat leather.

  There is also a camel-colored spring outfit.

  So spring, summer, autumn and winter are all available.

  Wang Chongming picked it up and took a look, “It’s very beautiful, but it’s too fashionable. I’m afraid it’s not suitable in China.”

   "Let's take a look!" Wang Chuyu took the design drawing and stayed there too, which is even better than the ones in foreign magazines.

  But this style is too novel.

   "Can't it?" Guo Xiang frowned. This is already a basic model, but this color scheme is more contemporary.

   "Such a set is really beautiful." Wang Chuyu sighed, "We used to make a single piece. There is no such set, so it's a good match."

  Guo Xiang nodded, yeah, many people in later generations don’t know how to match, so they just buy this complete set. You don’t need to build it yourself, it looks good.

  "These colors are hard to find now." Wang Chongming shook his head.

  "Can't we make it to order?" Guo Xiang asked, "How do we buy the fabrics in our factory?"

   "Usually they are bought ready-made." Wang Chuyu said.

  "It should be possible to make it to order? If we have a large quantity, we can let the fabric factory print and dye according to our requirements." Guo Xiang said.

   "But what if the sales are not good?" Wang Chongming was a little skeptical. This style is too novel and may not be acceptable to Chinese people.

   "Dad, should we do foreign trade? Sell it abroad!" Guo Xiang said, and she believed these should sell well abroad.

  "Doing foreign trade?" Wang Chongming frowned, really never thought about it.

   "I think it's ok." Wang Chuyu nodded, "These clothes in Xiangxiang are really good-looking, and foreigners should accept it."

   "But we don't have an export channel." Wang Chongming said.

   "Then find it!" Guo Xiang said, "We can go to the Bureau of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation to find out, or we can find foreigners ourselves."

  There are many foreigners in the Overseas Chinese Hotel. Some people also come to China to do business. The things here are cheap, and some of them can make a lot of money by selling them abroad.

   "I think I can give it a try." Wang Chuyu nodded, thinking Guo Xiang had a good idea.

  "Then let's go to the hotel tomorrow and take my two sets of clothes as a model." Guo Xiang pointed to his clothes.

  "I asked a tailor to make these two sets. It means that the fabrics are ready-made and it is easy to make. As for the others, you can give the design drawings first, and if you are satisfied, we will make a model."

   "Tomorrow I will go with you!" Wang Chuyu said.

  (End of this chapter)