However, this made her even more sought after, with some people willing to pay higher prices for her designs.
As a result, the price of the original dress was inflated several times over. Just as Jiang Jianhuan was hesitating, Jiang Yuan's words enlightened her.
“A designer’s price should be based on their reputation and ability. I was just about to remind you that instead of treating everyone the same, you should raise your prices. Some clients will naturally be eliminated, and you won’t have to bury yourself in work every day.”
After that, fewer people sought out Jiang Jianhuan, but those who remained were high-end clients who could afford the price and indirectly promoted her a lot. What was originally just a budding reputation gradually became more stable.
Many of the female celebrities who had previously commissioned her to design dresses sought her out again, and Jiang Jianhuan gradually built up her resources in this way.
Not long after, the company issued a new appointment notice, and she was transferred from a regular designer to an independent chief designer, responsible for her own clients, and could organize new product launch shows under her own name, with more freedom and a larger share of the profits.
This time, Jiang Yuan entrusted her with the entire responsibility of launching the new products in October.
This move will certainly draw dissatisfaction from others, but no one dares to talk about her openly or secretly anymore. Among this batch of designers, Jiang Jianhuan is now the best in terms of connections, ability, and reputation. Even if she is promoted, it is only right.
Design the style, process, contact the venue and invite guests.
Preparations have been underway for a long time.
The main series was all created by Jiang Jianhuan. Although Jiang Yuan asked him to make many adjustments, the final product was even more perfect.
On the day the show officially started, You Yan and a group of female celebrities came to attend. Jiang Jianhuan had only tentatively sent them invitations, but she didn't expect that so many people would make a special effort to come.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with the guests at the front, Jiang Jianhuan plunged into the backstage area, where he busied himself with the tense yet meticulous arrangements for the fashion show.
The models made their confident entrances amidst the attention of the crowd, their outfits unique and innovative, combining the consistent style of iro with a touch of originality.
iro is good at bold and exaggerated elements, so many people can only look up to them but not reach them. They can't usually pull them off. Some people love them, but many others can't appreciate them. However, this new collection is much more restrained. While maintaining its uniqueness, it is surprisingly beautiful.
There were many people whispering and discussing among themselves until the entire show ended, when the head designer walked from the back to the front of the stage.
It wasn't Jiang Yuan that everyone was familiar with, but a young, confident, beautiful, and composed woman.
She wore high heels, a white shirt, and a suit jacket. The cuffs were loosely rolled up at the elbows, her long legs were straight beneath her wide-leg jeans, she had a smile on her face, her long hair flowed smoothly down her back, and her features were clean and delicate, with a refined profile.
She bowed slightly, her voice carrying through the microphone to every corner.
"Hello everyone, I am designer Jiang Jianhuan."
Chapter 57
The press conference was a complete success, attracting coverage from several authoritative media outlets and sparking online discussions, and sales subsequently soared.
This new collection has captured the hearts of many who like the iro brand but have given up due to its challenging style. It breaks through traditional limitations while maintaining a unique aesthetic.
The final sales figures showed a significant increase compared to previous new product launches.
This was a tremendous affirmation for Jiang Jianhuan.
On the day of the summary meeting, she came down from the company building and bumped into Zhou Ran. She was carrying a bunch of design drafts and files, probably going up to find someone. They met face to face in the corridor.
They were both somewhat stunned. Jiang Jianhuan reacted first, and as their eyes met, he nodded slightly to her without much expression. Zhou Ran paused for a moment, then nodded slightly as well, before quickening his pace, looking somewhat flustered.
Jiang Jianhuan inevitably recalled the time when she first joined the company, when she and Xie Shuang were ordering her to buy coffee. Zhou Ran sat in her seat, surrounded by people, talking eloquently, her face beautiful and confident, with a hint of pride hidden in her eyes.
That was the kind of appearance that Jiang Jianhuan envied.
Jiang Jianhuan pressed the password on the door panel, and after two beeps, she easily opened the door. As soon as she entered, a small dog with a round head rushed to her feet and circled around her.
"Wangcai~ Have you been good today?" Jiang Jianhuan squatted down and rubbed its head. When she saw its silly dog face, she couldn't help but hug it and followed the aroma of the food to the dining table.
"What did you do at home with your dad? Did you go out for exercise?" She sat in the chair, talking to Wangcai, while the little dog in her arms stared blankly ahead with its paws on her arm.
"I've been writing songs at home all day. We'll go for a walk together after you finish eating." Su Mo took a small bowl, filled it with dog food and two pieces of pork ribs, and placed it on the ground.
"Wangcai, come here."
The puppy broke free from Jiang Jianhuan's embrace and ran to Su Mo, burying its head in the food in its bowl while Su Mo rubbed its head.
Jiang Jianhuan was also hungry. In front of her were the same spare ribs that Wangcai had. She was about to pick up her chopsticks.
"Go wash your hands." Su Mo seemed to have eyes in the back of her head, glancing at her side as she gave the order. Jiang Jianhuan sighed, head drooping, and pulled out a chair to go into the kitchen.
It was time to walk the dog after dinner. Jiangcheng was already a bit chilly in October. After being outside for a short while, my fingertips were already icy cold. Jiang Jianhuan put his hands in Su Mo's pockets and let him lead Wangcai.
This neighborhood consists entirely of upscale duplex apartments, and the park is also independently developed, making it inaccessible to outsiders. Jiang Jianhuan and Su Mo have visited many times, but apart from seeing a few elderly people, they haven't seen anyone else.
Wangcai is in its developmental stage, and it runs around freely in spacious areas. Jiang Jianhuan feels like she's not walking the dog, but being walked by the dog.
After walking a short lap around the park, they were all out of breath. Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Su Mo took the dog and the person home.
Jiang Jianhuan felt that her physical strength had improved a lot recently, mainly in bed. Before, she would always complain of being tired after a short time, feeling weak and powerless. Su Mo would have to finish quickly because of her.
But now it seems like I've found my old college self again, able to barely survive until the end of the game.
Occasionally, when I'm in good form, I can even start a second game.
One time afterward, Su Mo hugged her, closed his eyes lazily, and accidentally let slip what had happened.
"Walking the dog really does help increase physical strength."
Jiang Jianhuan: "..." What a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Wangcai was well cared for by Su Mo. He had a gentle temperament, never urinated or defecated indiscriminately, and never scratched things. Moreover, when he saw strangers or threatening things, he would immediately transform into a fierce dog, baring his teeth and threatening the other party, while firmly protecting her behind him.
As a result, Jiang Jianhuan always went to walk it without complaint, and even when it discovered Su Mo's dirty intentions, it could only let itself be manipulated.
That evening, after taking a shower, Zhao Zhao, who was on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, sent her a video call right on time.