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Chapter 13 Soil and Fashion
"The Olympic Games emblem consists of three parts." Qin Shaoyan pointed at the patterns on the paper and introduced them one by one. "The human-shaped red seal with the word Beijing, the Chinese pinyin Beijing and the words 2008 are written in the style of Chinese characters in calligraphy, and the five Olympic rings are at the bottom. .”

"The color values ​​have standardized requirements and cannot deviate too far. I have written down the specific requirements on paper."

Xu Xinlei glanced at it a few times with a rather disdainful expression, "I thought it was some outrageous design, but this is it, it's really old-fashioned, tbh."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Shaoyan's face instantly turned cold, "Ms. Xu, I would like to ask what do you think about this design?"

"The whole thing is very old-fashioned." Xu Xinlei shrugged her shoulders and said in a somewhat impatient tone, "Please, what age are we now, and we still pile up these elements. The Olympic Games are for the whole world. This design is not at all international, without any sense of fashion.”

Qin Shaoyan said with a serious face: "Ms. Xu, this design was screened out by the expert review committee."

"So what?" Xu Xinlei said with a look of disdain, "In my opinion, China has no aesthetics at all, and is more than thirty years behind the international world. These antique experts you have made have chosen low-quality ones. design."

"What kind of seal engraving is this? Who still uses this kind of thing nowadays? And this brush calligraphy is too backward. It's better to change it to English cursive calligraphy."

"If you take it out to the international fashion industry like this, people will laugh out loud."

"Ms. Xu, you are going too far." Qin Shaoyan said with a cold face and very displeased.

Tian Qingmin remained silent at this time, seeming to feel a little embarrassed.

But those shining eyes kept turning back and forth on the faces of Qin Shaoyan and Zhang Pingyi.

"I don't think what I said is excessive. I am a professional designer. I have studied in France for five years and worked in Hong Kong and Taiwan for ten years." Xu Xinlei raised her chin with pride, "My professional peers are all I agree with it, in my opinion, this is just a bunch of fun.”

Qin Shaoyan suddenly smiled, "Then Ms. Xu, do you think it would be good to remove all these Chinese elements?"

"Absolutely. If I were asked to design, I would choose those more top elements that are in line with the latest international fashion..." Xu Xinlei began to talk non-stop.

"Ms. Xu." Qin Shaoyan interrupted Xu Xinlei with a straight face, "What do you think of Japanese cultural elements?"

"It's from Japan." Xu Xinlei's eyes lit up. "Although Japan belongs to East Asia, its fashion elements are still very good. Many of my friends like to use Japanese elements in their designs."

Qin Shaoyan suddenly smiled, "Well, it's like Japanese cherry blossoms, and the Ukiyo-e Kazuya pattern..."

"Yes, yes, yes, you know quite a lot." Xu Xinlei became more and more interested as she talked, "There are many things in Japan that are very good."

Qin Shaoyan nodded in agreement, "I have been to Japan, and the people there are very interesting. They all like to use seals."

"Yes, yes, they use seals with a sense of ceremony. Everyone has their own seal." Xu Xinlei couldn't help but start explaining again.

"Then what do you think of Japan's seal soil?" Qin Shaoyan continued to ask.

"Uh..." Xu Xinlei didn't react for a moment and opened her mouth without saying anything.

"Oh, it seems you don't think it's vulgar." Qin Shaoyan sneered, "Then why do you think it's vulgar when it's replaced by a Chinese seal?"

"Why is China's product just earthy, while other people's products are fashionable and high-end?"

Xu Xinlei, who was attacked by a sneak attack, was a little angry, her face turned red, and she stammered, "You, you... me, me... people like you and I don't understand anything and are too lazy to waste more words."

Qin Shaoyan stood up from the sofa, looked down at Xu Xinlei, and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "The emblem design of each Olympic Games must have the unique imprint of the host country. Judging from the past designs, they all carry the distinct cultural elements of the host country."

"Earth, but it's our own thing."

"This emblem design not only involves domestic designers, but also top designers from Europe and the United States. The experts on the jury are also invited from the international community." Qin Shaoyan sneered a few times, "Haha, Ms. Xu, do you think Are the European and American masters not as discerning as you?"

"Hmm..." Xu Xinlei was like a duck being strangled by the neck, her face turned red from holding back, and she didn't know what to say for a long time. "Internationally popular fashion is not water without roots. It first becomes popular in a certain place and then spreads further. It has a distinctive and unique local cultural style from the beginning."

"There have never been any international popular elements, only unique cultural elements."

"Ms. Xu, remember." Qin Shaoyan said word by word, "What belongs to the nation belongs to the world."

After speaking, Qin Shaoyan turned to look at Tian Qingmin, "Mr. Tian, ​​if all the designers in your company are like this, I think we don't need to cooperate anymore."

"Xiao Zhang, let's go."

Qin Shaoyan took a quick step and walked towards the door of the office. Zhang Minyi followed closely with a sullen face without saying a word, carrying his bag.

Tian Qingmin was sitting blankly on his chair at this time, as if he hadn't reacted yet, just watching the two people walking out.

Qin Shaoyan got closer and closer to the door step by step, but he became more and more nervous.

Damn it, why doesn’t this old fox come up and pull me away?

If you don't pull me, I will really leave.

Do you want to stop and say a few words when you get to the door?
Qin Shaoyan's hand hadn't touched the door handle yet, and he was about to hesitate about how to open his mouth.
Suddenly, Tian Qingmin's butt seemed to be sitting on a spring, and he jumped out of the chair, blocking Qin Shaoyan's path in a few steps.

"Oh my god, look at what happened, how many offences there are." Tian Qingmin said with a fearful look on his face, "Women have long hair and short knowledge. Chief Qin must not be as knowledgeable as her. I will be the host in a while. I apologize to you."

Tian Qingmin turned to look at Xu Xinlei as he said, "Why don't you get out and work."

"You...hum!" Xu Xinlei stood up from the chair with a dark face, stamped her feet, and walked out of the office angrily.

Tian Qingmin didn't care and shouted directly to his secretary: "Go, call the driver, call Tianyue Restaurant and book me the best box."

"Oh, Mr. Tian, ​​this..." Qin Shaoyan quickly objected, "This entertainment is beyond the standard."

"Just do as the Romans do. You just follow my arrangements. It's just a meal. Isn't this against discipline?" Tian Qingmin said with a smile.

"Well, we have rules..." Qin Shaoyan was a little embarrassed.

"I understand, four dishes and one soup." Tian Qingmin patted his chest.

……

Tianyue Restaurant.

At this time, Wang Dalin, the boss of Huarong Garment, was changing glasses in a luxurious private room, half drunk.

Several bank executives at the banquet were having cordial exchanges with female public relations people, and they were all acting wildly.

Wang Dalin was smiling and socializing carefully, when suddenly the cell phone on his waist rang.

He apologized, went out and answered the phone, and his expression changed before he heard a word.

"What? Are you sure you are from Yanjing?"

(End of this chapter)